Li Xiaofeng sat on the chair bored, yawned, and looked at the Winter Palace Square opposite, and his heart was filled with regret.

The most exciting and climaxial scene of the great October Revolution is the capture of the Winter Palace. How much he wants to become the first person to enter the Winter Palace and become the first person to put the red flag on the dome.

Unfortunately, all this was vain because of the words of the tutor. Lenin actually let him stay in Peter and Paul's prison honestly, not to participate in the battle to siege the Winter Palace, but to act as a liaison officer. This really made a certain immortal very depressed.

"Comrade Andre, when will the battle start again?" Ren Fuchen lay on the windowsill, staring at the Hermitage Square across the river with every move, and asked with regret.

Li Xiaofeng glanced at Ren Fuchen. After a few months, Ren Fuchen, who was originally black and thin like an African refugee, had undergone earth-shaking changes. Although he was as dark as ever, he was not thin at all. From the bulging muscles under his clothes, he could see that Lao Ren had a little bit of Kong Wu's powerful meaning.

Of course, the most important change is not physical, but Ren Fuchen has lost his lack of confidence or inferiority when he first met. Now, his eyes are shining, and there is no trace of entanglement on his face. His faint smile vaguely reveals confidence and pride. Now he really feels like a descendant of the dragon.

In fact, not only Ren Fuchen has changed, but the three thousand Chinese workers who worked with him have been transformed, which is quite a bit like a mighty and majestic teacher. To be honest, this feeling is really hard to see in Chinese people in this era. At this time, China was still a country of sick husbands in East Asia, and the heavy inferiority complex made everyone unable to straighten their backs. Not everyone can raise their backs like Ren Fuchen and his Chinese workers.

It has to be said that this is the power of faith. MARXism is particularly powerful in this regard, especially for poor and poor people, which can make them burst out with 200% combat power.

"Comrade Andre, Comrade Andre?"

Amid Ren Fuchen's call, Li Xiaofeng withdrew his imagination and asked blankly: "What's the matter?"

Ren Fuchen smiled and said, "The phone rang, it must be the central government's order!"

Li Xiaofeng shook his head and slowly stood up and walked towards the phone. Of course he knew what Ren Fuchen was looking forward to. Like him, Ren Fuchen was also eager to participate in this battle and wanted to leave his own glory in the great October Revolution.

However, Li Xiaofeng knew that this was impossible. The central government would never let the Red Eagle Group participate in the battle to siege the Winter Palace. It was not because the Red Eagle Group had poor combat effectiveness, but because their combat effectiveness was too good.

All the Politburo members, including the tutor, believed that if the Red Eagle Group was the main attacker, it would be easy to capture the Winter Palace. But the problem is that most of the comrades in the Red Eagle Group were Chinese, and although the Bolsheviks advocated internationalism, no matter what, no Russian would be willing to see a group of Eastern Confucius occupying the Winter Palace, which is emotionally unacceptable.

Therefore, the Red Eagle Regiment was appointed as the general reserve team of the uprising force and could only stay honestly in Peter Paul Prison.

"Hey. I'm Andrei Petrovic." Li Xiaofeng picked up the receiver and looked careless. But soon, his expression changed, and he became serious and a little excited. "I understand, Comrade Yakov, I will go to Comrade Podvoyski and Comrade Chudnovski immediately, and immediately convey the central instructions to them... OK, I promise to complete the task!"

Putting down the receiver, Li Xiaofeng ran out happily. Ren Fuchen immediately called him and asked pitifully: "Comrade Andre, we..."

"You are honestly preparing and guarding Peter and Paul Prison! I will go to the front line to convey the central government's instructions!"

After saying that, Li Xiaofeng ran away with smoke. It was not that he didn't want to help Ren Fuchen, but that he couldn't help with this kind of thing. Even if the Chinese people couldn't stand the same thing, you would like to see the Russians who captured the Nanjing Presidential Palace and planted the red flag? Even if they were closest friends, they were selfish when it came to such matters.

The Winter Palace Square was silent, and they looked at each other with a covetous eye. With just one order, they would kill themselves and parted with one to the death. However, the tense negotiations continued, and without the orders of their superiors, they could only prepare for war.

"Comrade Podvoyski, why didn't he launch a general attack?" After finding the commander-in-chief of the rebel troops, Li Xiaofeng asked sternly.

"We are negotiating with the enemy, and they are preparing to surrender!" Podvoyski didn't like Li Xiaofeng very much. He always felt that the other party was just a little brat, and a little brat dared to talk to him in a questioning tone, which made him very upset.

"Who authorized you to negotiate with the enemy!" Li Xiaofeng frowned. He didn't know the news of the negotiations and always thought that the uprising troops were making final preparations.

Podvoyski became increasingly unhappy and emphasized: "I am the commander-in-chief of the rebel forces, and I have the right to do this!"

"Although you are the commander-in-chief of the uprising troops, you must also be commanded by the Soviets and the Revolutionary Military Commission!"

Li Xiaofeng was also a little annoyed. He remembered it very clearly. Nearly an hour ago, Lenin personally wrote a note, emphasizing that the enemy could only surrender unconditionally. If the enemy refused, then it would be completely wiped out. What caused Podvoyski to dare to negotiate with the other party? This was a huge political mistake!

"Where is Comrade Chudnovsky?" Li Xiaofeng asked sternly, "Why didn't I see him? Where is he?"

"He is negotiating with the enemy!" Podvoyski replied impatiently.

What?!

This news shocked Li Xiaofeng. The deputy commander-in-chief of the uprising army actually walked into the Winter Palace alone to negotiate with the enemy. How crazy he is!

"You are making mistakes!" Li Xiaofeng was immediately furious, "Comrade Lenin and the new All-Russian Engineer Representative Soviet Presidium, just solemnly ordered you to take down the Winter Palace tonight, that is, before October 25th! All the remnants of the Provisional Government led by Kishkin must be arrested and brought to justice! And you, without notifying the Revolutionary Military Commission and the Provisional Soviet, rashly negotiated with the enemy! What are you trying to do? Are you planning to join the Provisional Government?"

Podvoyski's face suddenly became very ugly. Although he still didn't like Li Xiaofeng and his arrogant attitude, he had to admit that the other party was right and he made a huge mistake with Chudnovski. Although they were kind-hearted, the mistake was a mistake.

He opened his mouth and wanted to explain a little, but Li Xiaofeng asked first: "How long has the negotiation been going on? Did Comrade Chudnovsky convey any news?"

Podwoiski flattened his mouth and said, "The negotiations have been going on forty minutes, and Comrade Chudnovski has no news yet..."

Li Xiaofeng widened his eyes. He could not believe his ears. What he heard. The negotiations had been going on for almost an hour, without any news or any result. Whether it was good or bad, he didn't even know whether Chudnovsky was still alive.

"That's how you negotiate with the enemy?" Li Xiaofeng roared. "If you want to negotiate, you have to negotiate on our territory. Why should you accommodate them? They are already in a turtle, what qualifications do you have to bargain? Also, if you let the negotiation continue so quietly, maybe Comrade Chudnovsky has encountered an unexpected situation!"

"Probably not?" Podvoyski's cold sweat came down. He also thought of that terrible possibility, but for himself, he had to argue: "The negotiations did not come out so quickly, and the enemy made a guarantee..."

"The enemy has made a guarantee!" Li Xiaofeng repeated the angrily and glared at Podvoyski fiercely, "The enemy also made a solemn guarantee in the July Incident. What's the result? Comrade Podvoyski, I have to say, you and Comrade Chudnovski are too... too kind, too easily deceived by the enemy! This is simply the enemy's delaying strategy. Haven't you seen the enemy repair and reinforcement of fortifications?"

Podwoiski's face turned red. Of course he knew what Li Xiaofeng was originally going to say. To be honest, now he also felt that he was too stupid, so his arrogance immediately fell down.

"What should I do now? Launch the general attack immediately?" he asked cautiously.

Li Xiaofeng asked back angrily: "Will Comrade Chudnovsky die? And the enemy will shift all the responsibility to us... Hey, Comrade Podvoyski, what do you and Comrade Chudnovsky think? Haven't you seen Comrade Lenin's instructions?"

Podvoyski answered honestly: "See, Comrade Lenin asked the enemy to surrender unconditionally, so we..."

"That's why you negotiate with the enemy?" Li Xiaofeng despised Podvoyski for a moment. Damn, even this kind of political mind dares to come out and mess around. Brother, can't you see what the mentor meant is to directly eliminate them without negotiating with the enemy?

Podvoysky's face turned pale after realizing it. He began to know that he seemed to have made a huge political mistake. He misunderstood Lenin's order, which caused extremely serious consequences. It would be fine if Chudnovsky could come out alive, and there was still someone who would take the blame. However, if Chudnovsky sacrificed, he would take the blame alone.

In order to preserve the face of the martyr, Chudnovsky's image was absolutely brilliant and tall in the end, and he would become the green leaves and poor worm that set off the other party's tall collection.

"What should I do?" Podvoyski was so anxious that he almost cried when he saw that.

Li Xiaofeng was very satisfied with the other party's panic. All he wanted was to mess with the other party so that he could take advantage of the chaos. After all, the mentor only gave him the highest instructions from the central government. After the delivery, he went back to Peter and Paul Prison to continue to squat on the bench.

He didn't want to be so honest. In order to realize his grand wish, he didn't mind using a little trick.

"Let's do it!" Li Xiaofeng coughed and called out to Podvoyski, who was anxious, "You make your final preparations immediately. After half an hour, launch the general attack immediately! Comrade Podvoyski, there is not much time left for you. There are only two time left before No. 26, and we must seize the time!"

"Yes, hurry up!" Podvoyski repeated foolishly. But he immediately woke up, "What should Comrade Chudnovski do when launching the general attack?"

"Leave it to me!" Li Xiaofeng patted his chest and promised, "I'll go rescue him now!" After saying that, he whispered a few words and walked towards the Winter Palace casually, "Remember, half an hour later, no matter whether Comrade Chudnovsky and I can come out alive, you must launch a general attack!" Li Xiaofeng emphasized last.

Looking at Li Xiaofeng's back as he walked away, Podvoyski was completely stupid. He couldn't understand why the other party went to the Winter Palace at this time. If the enemy was really a delaying strategy, then entering like this would definitely be a meat bun to beat the dog. Since that's the case, why bother going in? Wouldn't it be better to launch the general attack directly?

Of course, Li Xiaofeng would not choose to attack this path directly, so he did so. How could he be famous in history? What he wants to be a great hero. He wants to rescue Chudnovsky safely, and he is full of confidence in this!

However, at this moment, Chudnovsky, trapped in the Winter Palace, was full of despair about his fate. Shortly after entering the Winter Palace, under the custody of the non-commissioned officer, he was taken to the cabinet.

Push open the thick oak door. Most ministers of the Provisional Government sat in the conference room, the most conspicuous of which was Kishkin, who was stolen like an emperor in the upper position, as if under his butt, he was not a chair, but the throne of the Tsar.

Kishkin waved his hand to send the non-commissioned officer away. As the thick oak door was closed, his momentum suddenly increased.

"Are you the representative of the Bolshevik rebels?" he asked in a muffled voice.

Chudnovsky frowned. He was very dissatisfied with Kishkin's tone, but he did not come here to quarrel. He suppressed his displeasure. He replied: "I am the Soviets and the Revolutionary Military Commission on behalf of the Engineers..."

"Don't mention those two illegal institutions to us!" Kishkin waved his hand and asked very strongly: "I just want to know why you violated the government's orders and launched this futile armed rebellion? Don't you know that this will be a dead end!"

Chudnovsky took a deep breath and replied loudly: "You are the ones who seek death. Now I will give you the last chance on behalf of the workers and peasants - to immediately put down your weapons and surrender!"

"It's ridiculous!" Kishkin laughed, "It's you who want to surrender!" He slapped the table heavily, as if he was showing his authority in this way. "The front-line base camp will immediately send troops to put out your rebellion, and you still have a chance to meet now!"

Chudnovsky shook his head. He felt that he was talking to a mentally ill person. The telegram communication between the front-line base camp and the cabinet had long been intercepted by the Special Corps. From the telegram, it can be clearly seen that the base camp did not care particularly about the life and death of the Provisional Government and the Kerensky cabinet. He was almost indifferent to their request for help.

To put it bluntly, it seems that the front-line base camp has the meaning of using the hands of the Bolsheviks to destroy the Kerensky cabinet.

"Then you continue to expect the reinforcements you imagined!" Chudnovsky prepared to turn around and leave without hesitation, so that he would not waste his saliva with mentally ill people.

"Slow!" Kishkin called him and asked with a sinister smile: "Are you going to leave like this?"

Chudnovsky sneered: "Since you don't mean to negotiate, why should we waste time? Let's divide the battlefield into different levels! I want to know if you are still as majestic as you are now when you become prisoners!"

After saying that, Chudnovsky was about to leave, but he underestimated Kishkin's shamelessness, "Guard, catch this Bolshevik traitor!"

Chudnovsky turned his head in surprise. Seeing his smile as he beat Kishkin for his treacherous plan, he suddenly drowned him with a very bad feeling, "What do you want to do? I came to negotiate at your request! You villains who are untrustworthy..." Chudnovsky, who was trapped tightly, protested angrily.

"Clog his mouth!" Kishkin ordered without hesitation.

Nikikin frowned and advised: "The two countries have not yet been killed, so it is not good to kill him?"

Kishkin laughed and asked back, "Who said I'm going to kill him! How could a gentleman like us do such a dirty thing? I mean to continue this negotiation..."

Nickyong didn't think it was a negotiating position at all, so he asked carefully: "But, how can you talk about it if you block his mouth?"

"Silent negotiation!" Kishkin smiled sinisterly and cunningly, "Just make the non-commissioned officers and the Bolsheviks think we are negotiating..."

A cadre and elder of Nikikin immediately understood what Kishkin meant. To put it bluntly, this is to delay time, but how much time can such a small method be delayed? The Bolsheviks would never be stupid enough to give them a few days to negotiate.

"You don't have to worry about this!" Kishkin said without any doubt, and he picked up the phone, "Choose me the Governor Palitzinsky... Yes, everything is perfect, yes, the Bolshevik idiots have been fooled, yes, you should strengthen your defense quickly..."

Chudnowsky, who was gagged, regretted it very much. He finally knew how sinister and cunning the enemy was, and he was full of self-blame for his stupidity. If the enemy's plan was successful and the defense of the Winter Palace was further strengthened, it would inevitably cause great casualties to the comrades attacking the Winter Palace. And all this was caused by him. When he thought of this, he felt heartbroken! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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