In the quiet wilderness, the bleak cold wind made a whimpering sound. In the distance, it seemed to be singing to the cold wind. A long steel dragon clanged and knocked on the rails, and instantly made a whistle sound of whistle-woofer.

Lenin was awakened by the sound of the whistle, put down the pen in his hand, looked up at the dark night outside the window, and a faint grief surged into his heart, causing him to sigh softly. Along the way, he was thinking about a question, whether his route was correct. Once upon a time, when he learned that his elder brother Alexander was shot by the Tsar, he thought he had made up his mind to overthrow the Tsar's comrades, which was not only an ideal but also avenge his elder brother.

Lenin believes that he is firm in how to go on this path, and no one can shake his determination. However, for more than a month, whether within or outside the party, there have been constant blows in his ears, and people keep beating sideways, with only one goal - to make him give up the path of armed power that has been brewing for a long time.

If an ordinary person was talking in his ears, Lenin was sure that he would definitely drown the other party with spit. However, the people who said they were not ordinary people, including senior party officials, close students and assistants, and even some old friends from abroad joined the ranks of persuasion.

Three people become tigers, and even the stubborn people cannot withstand such bombings. In the late night, Lenin couldn't help but reflect, was he really wrong? Is it really impossible to build a socialist republic with an armed revolution?

These two problems are like a big thorn, which is deeply stuck in Lenin's throat. It feels uncomfortable if you don't vomit, and you can't even vomit. This feeling is really bad.

Picking up the pen, Lenin was drawing and writing on the manuscript paper, but his thoughts flew out of the window, as if he was back to the time when the revolution failed in 1905 and was forced to exile for the second time. At that time, the situation of the revolution was dim, and the comrades who accompanied him to uprising were seriously injured. The huge setbacks made him almost breathless. However, in that desperate atmosphere, he did not doubt himself and firmly believed that the road under his feet must be correct. The comrades who survived were also united around him, and were not discouraged by the temporary failure. It can be said that the prospects of the revolution were dark, but the fighting spirit of the revolution became higher and higher.

Think about the failure in 1905, and look at the current good situation. Why do we have a solid heart when we fail, but face a split when the revolutionary situation is getting better?

Lenin felt extremely bitter. He felt that he was not wrong. In 1905, he saw hope in despair, but in today's hope, he saw despair. He really wanted to yell and awaken those comrades who couldn't see the situation clearly - the revolution has not been successful yet, and comrades still need to work hard!

However, what Lenin knew better was that even if he whistled up to the sky, it would not change the ideas of many people. The comrades in the party were too unsightly and thought that the revolution had been won, and all they had to do was to defend the fruits of the revolution. How to defend it? Just fight back against the invasion of the German devils, the only enemy of Russia.

Think about how wonderful it would be! Defeating the German devils is to defend their country. Not only can you win the honor of heroes, but you can also get a lot of war bonuses. Why not do such a good thing? Those who oppose doing this are surrenderists, cowards, and enemies!

Lenin scoffed at this idea, and the revolution had no fucking success. The Tsar fell, but he was the remnant of the Tsar. As a Marxist revolutionary warrior, he would never accept a government that would change the soup and not change the medicine, nor would he allow a group of despicable villains to steal the fruits of the people.

What made him even more angry was that some former comrades had little political vision than rats, and they didn't see which side the provisional government was heading. If they did not end the war, resolve the land problem of farmers, and improve the treatment of workers, how could they stabilize the situation, how could they win over people's hearts, and how could they sit still?

Lenin was not optimistic about the Provisional Government from the very beginning, otherwise he would not have warned him as soon as he learned of the victory of the February Revolution. He thought that one letter after another could awaken the revolutionary comrades in China. Who would have thought that these people had taken some brand of ecstasy medicine, and were fascinated by the temporary victory, and all had forgotten their souls and their original works.

Lenin really wanted to curse the pig heads in the country. Why don’t you see how the February Revolution was won? The workers and soldiers who were suddenly lifted out of their shackles. They had guns and cannons in their hands and could overthrow a Tsarist regime that made them dissatisfied, and they could not overthrow a provisional government with worse control. Why don’t you, the group of pig heads, understand? Don’t offend anyone, don’t offend Petrograd’s soldiers and workers, they are the masters and the fundamentals.

What are the benefits of licking the stinky feet of the Provisional Government? Do you really think these idiots are the masters of Russia? Isn't this a ** act? If it weren't for being abroad, Lenin really wanted to arrest Kamenev, Derzhinsky and Stalin and slapped his mouth.

What made Lenin feel depressed was that he thought that this kind of thinking was that the stupid guys in China were led to a lower IQ, but there was no way to get it. The top students he controlled abroad and trained personally were the same.

You said why Lenin was not angry, disappointed, and did not doubt himself. Rather than saying that he really doubted his wrong line, he would rather doubt his vision of looking at people and brought out a bunch of novice and stupid boys. Is this the fundamental reason for his failures in revolutions again and again?

If possible, Lenin really wanted to fire all these stupid eggs. He could not afford to lose this person. When he thought of the students he had worked hard and the revolutionary generals, he was fooled by a little bit of flies and could not find Bei, Lenin felt hot; when he thought of these stupid eggs, he would not wake up no matter how hard he beat them, but instead became a second thought, and he was even more depressed and irritable.

Are masters really born lonely? For Xiami, there is no one who understands me? Lenin seemed to transform into Dugu Qiubai in martial arts novels, and was full of resentment towards a group of incompetent subordinates - he was angry at him and did not fight.

Thumb thumb.

The crisp knock on the door pulled Lenin out of his resentment and entangled mood. Although he hated the stupid guy in front of him, he still asked patiently: "Please come in!"

Li Xiaofeng, who was knocking on the door, didn't know that the great Comrade Lenin was enduring the torture, nor did he know that the mentor felt extremely distressed about the big boss of the Provisional Government with his teammates who were like pigs. A fairy who was not good at observing words and expressions was in a happy mood. Not only did he tease Mannarheim, but he was also full of expectations for returning to Petrograd.

Since traveling through time, he was looking forward to the stars and the moon. Isn’t it just that he, Li Xiaofeng, was waiting for this day? How did it be written in history books? Comrade Lenin returned to Petrograd with the halo of the protagonist. With a whirlwind of the bourgeois provisional government, he burst out the chrysanthemum of the bourgeois interim government without any effort. It was really the goddess of dawn (transliteration: Avle). With a cannon, a Bolshevik and Lenin were killed, which made the entire 20th century turn upside down.

In the eyes of a certain immortal, as long as he boarded Comrade Lenin's ship, he would be more than half successful. At least the October Revolution and the pacification of the White Army were a piece of cake. What he needed to do next was to follow Comrade Lenin and protect Comrade Lenin's safety. As long as he was with him for one day, he would be as stable as Mount Tai in the party.

Well, a certain immortal thought the road ahead was smooth, but he didn't know that Lenin, who had high hopes for, was now full of bags. He didn't see the smooth road, but muddy swamps and landmines were everywhere.

Li Xiaofeng neither knew nor wanted to know all this. Living in the second world, he was full of hope for the future and enthusiastically reported good news to Lenin:

"Comrade Lenin, after unanimous approval by the Party Central Committee, decided to grant you the No. 600 Party Member Certificate..."

The No. 600 Party Member Certificate is indeed a good number, equivalent to four six or four eight license plates. But Lenin really didn't take it to heart. Such a foolish thing can only fool Xiaobai. No. 600 Party Member Certificate is not very meaningful, and it is a good number to say that it is a good number. For politicians who pay attention to affordability, it only has a symbolic meaning.

So Lenin forced himself to cheer up and smiled: "Thank you for your love, comrades."

Li Xiaofeng seemed to notice that Lenin was not in high spirits and asked, "Comrade Lenin, what's wrong with you? You are going home soon. The workers and masses of Petrograd are waiting for you to lead us to a revolution! You can't be discouraged first!"

"I'm not discouraged!" Lenin seemed to have found a partner to confide. "I am worried about the negative thoughts of some comrades in the party. They still have fantasies about the bourgeoisie. How can I rest assured if you say I'm relieved!"

Li Xiaofeng turned his mind and realized Lenin's dissatisfaction. He thought to himself that he was really sleepy and sent a pillow. Kamenev and Stalin, don't blame me for reporting. Who made you offend me?

The guy immediately pretended to be angry and complained: "Let me,"

Comrade Ning, your concerns are not unreasonable. Some comrades in the country are indeed inconsistent. It is obvious that the working class overthrew the autocratic Tsarist government, and it is natural that workers and soldiers should organize the new regime. But they turned a blind eye and insisted on flattering the bourgeoisie like pugs and giving the fruits of the revolution to those vampires. What's more, I really don't understand what their intentions are!"

A fairy's report directly scratched Lenin's itch, causing the mentor to even feel a sense of confidence. However, on the surface, Lenin would not encourage someone's arrogance, and immediately asked: "You kid are you making a report? I heard from Comrade Felix that you have given him a lot in China, and Comrade Kamenev. I heard that you also led the workers to besiege the editorial department of Pravda and demanded that some comrades be expelled from the party?"
Chapter completed!