Bismarck

However...it seems that there are a few larger figures at the innermost part of the workshop?

Go see what it is!!

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Bismarck walked away from the tank and trotted to the back of the workshop... a tank with a body similar to the previous one, but a turret and gun that were a whole circle larger! Although the square box-like turret looked a bit like a Q-version tank with a "big head", but... the sturdy gun installed on this big box turret was definitely 150mm class! !

...It's simply insane. The Russian bear really puts firepower first. Bismarck was a little confused.

Such a large artillery... let alone hitting tanks, it's probably enough to hit cruisers, right?

What is the caliber of the light cruiser's guns? It seems that its secondary guns are only 149 mm, right?

Bismarck opened his eyes wide and walked closer to the tank to carefully observe the tank with a big box head. Look at the weld on the side of the tank body... It seems to be thicker than the previous tank? !

She made her body invisible, and then inserted her palm into the tank's armor without any hindrance. She was surprised to find that the length of her palm was not even as thick as the front of the tank's turret! !

Moreover, this tank, such thick armor is not enough, it seems that there are bolts welded on the hull and turret, and, these bolts... On the front of the hull of this tank, through these bolts, the Soviets actually added an extra layer of steel plate for it! In other words, are these bolts welded on the hull and turret equipped with additional armor?

Look at the thickness of these bolts, they are almost as thick as my wrist!!

Although I am a battleship, my armor is definitely thicker than this tank, there is no doubt about that, but my main armor is only about 320. This tank is simply a tiny thing compared to my main body, but its armor... at least or ? ! Definitely? ! ! !

Isn't it surprising that such a tiny thing has armor that is about half as strong as yours?

Compared to its own body, the armor of Cricket's "small" tank is half as thick as its own... It's simply insane! !

This kind of thing... Such fierce weapons and armor, the German armored tanks she saw during the Paris military parade were just toys compared to this kind of tanks! !

I remember hearing a story a long time ago that a tank in the early days of the Soviet-German War held off a German armored division for several days on its own... Could it be this tank? Absolutely! !

The 150mm main gun, although the barrel is much shorter, is at least of the cruiser caliber. And the armor above 150mm... come on! The armor of many heavy cruisers is probably not as thick as this tank!!!

Bismarck, who had unconsciously revealed her figure in shock, looked at the huge thing in front of her and couldn't help but take a step back to see it more clearly... But she forgot that this was a factory workshop! There were all kinds of odds and ends everywhere! !

A "clang!" sound suddenly rang out in the quiet and deserted workshop! Bismarck was so scared that he almost jumped up! He turned around and found that a large screwdriver had been knocked down by him, and it just happened to fall on the iron plate covered manhole cover on the ground... In this empty and mysterious silence, this sound was so harsh!

There are still Soviet patrols outside? !

Bismarck was so frightened that his whole body almost froze, his heart beat out of his throat, and even his hair stood up! However... he remained froze for more than ten seconds, and there seemed to be no other movement around him...?

Seeing that there was really no movement, a certain unqualified female spy who had received temporary training finally allowed herself to relax.

"Phew~ I scared my sister to death."

Seeing that there was no movement around, Bismarck couldn't help but pat his chest slightly, preparing to bend down to pick up the screwdriver and put it back to its original place - if no one found me, it meant I had never been here, anyway, that's what he thought.

Put this scary screwdriver away right away.

but...

Just as Bismarck picked up the screwdriver from the ground, a "ring, ring, ring!!!" sound suddenly rang out from inside and outside the workshop! At the moment the bell rang, the lights in the workshop lit up instantly! !

There was a "creaky!" sound coming from the workshop door. The cold wind from the workshop door blew with a few snowflakes directly to the bottom of the workshop. In this cold wind unique to Russian winter, a bunch of Russian accents and a large group of people appeared at the workshop door and walked in...

Oh no! Soviet gendarmerie? ! !

Bismarck was so frightened that his hair exploded!!

He instantly hid his figure, slid into the innermost corner of the workshop and hid there, and quickly opened the radar network controlled by his mental power to monitor everything around him. But the wall was too thin, not thick enough to hide people! You know, the dogs brought by the Soviet factory guards can detect you...

Although I'm not afraid, it would be very troublesome if I was discovered...

Especially since this is an arsenal, all these tanks can be driven, and they may even have ammunition... If I reveal my position, and the Soviets use the 150mm main gun on the tank to shoot at me... Although the "armor" can defend against it, my figure will definitely be exposed, right? !

And if it is exposed... the Soviets have tanks, right? They are ready-made...

I secretly peeked out and saw a large group of Russians led by a Soviet man wearing a military green coat, a large felt hat, and a red armband on his arm, walking in from the workshop gate. In the cold wind with snowflakes, the dense footsteps of Russian leather boots were getting closer and closer to the innermost part of the workshop...

And at the back of the workshop, a Bismarck was hiding in a corner and shivering...

What should I do?

Waiting online...very urgent...

ps: I've been waiting for so long, and finally I can upload pictures. I don't know if you still remember why Bismarck's guns were already at a disadvantage during the Icelandic campaign, but they still tried to get close to Rodney... At that time, it was said that it was because of the armor, and the principle was only described in words. Now, I can finally upload pictures, very intuitive pictures.

Because when you get close, the trajectory will be horizontal, but at a long distance it will be suspended ~ Hehehe, don't think I'm talking nonsense, I have the big sister here, and everything I write is based on science!

Chapter 299: Cat's Eye View of the Soviet Union

The crowd was getting closer and closer, and Bismarck, who was hiding in the corner, was getting more and more trembling...

There is no way to hide people here. There must be a large number of soldiers outside, and most importantly, there are dogs...

Even if the dog can't bite itself, there is no guarantee that it will not be attacked by cruiser-level tank guns...

But...the big man at the head of the crowd seemed to have stopped, and he seemed to have climbed onto a tank along the frame and tracks?

The rest of the crowd also began to disperse and gathered around the big man.

Most importantly, Bismarck realized that these people were not as serious as the army, but were talking and laughing with each other, and they did not hold guns in their hands, let alone bring dogs...

Moreover, although many of these people were wearing military-like uniforms, there were also quite a few wearing casual clothes, and there were even quite a few women?

But these women were wearing aprons and dark, work-like clothes, with sleeves, and many of them seemed to be wearing rough, oily gloves? Even those who didn't wear gloves put them in their pockets? And the men did the same...?

Bismarck understood a little bit. It turned out that these people were workers. He thought they were Soviet Internal Guard Military Police...

"After all this time, it's the work bell?"

Since there is no dog, there is no need to be afraid. Bismarck, who was hiding, came out from behind the cabinet with a smile on his face, and made himself nervous and excited for a while.

I thought she would see a large-scale manhunt scene like in a spy movie, but what she saw was just people working hard?

I was scared to death...

At this moment, the strong man who climbed onto the tank surrounded by the crowd began to speak.

Curious Bismarck also relied on his ability to be invisible and walked over curiously.

"Davarishi!" The sturdy man waved his hand and began to speak in a loud and lively voice. The workers around him, both male and female, were all in high spirits, nodding along with the man's speech. Occasionally, a few mischievous young workers would join in the conversation, and everyone, including the sturdy man, would laugh and joke.

As the strong man was speaking, he took out a red scroll from his bag. At about this time, the workers below clapped their hands in high spirits, and some even shouted slogans. Amid the applause, everyone cheered and laughed.

Amid the applause and cheers of the crowd, the strong man raised the "scroll" above his head and opened it in front of everyone. Bismarck took a closer look and found that it was a small red flag with Russian writing on it. The strong man showed it to everyone and then hung it on the barrel of the tank.

It seems that this strong man is a foreman or something like that? Is that the legendary floating red flag? It is used to stimulate competition within the workshop group, right? But at this moment, another voice sounded behind Bismarck?

Everyone looked in that direction. Another group of workers, led by a tall and thin man wearing sleeves, walked to the other side of the middle aisle, across from the other row of tanks. The tall and thin man raised his hand, pointed at the red flag in the hand of the strong foreman, and clenched his fist. The group behind him also shouted something, and some of them clenched their fists.

However, the faces of the people on both sides were all pretty good, and there was no tense expression. Including the two foremen, although their expressions showed a little bit of dissatisfaction with each other, they were all confident and smiling.

Although the cold wind blew in from the front door, the atmosphere in the workshop was lively. It seemed that the two groups of workers were in a healthy competition for the ownership and evaluation of the floating red flag, right?

Watching the brawny foreman and the tall and thin foreman talking for a few words, it seemed that the tall and thin foreman had issued a challenge to the brawny foreman who had the red flag. The brawny foreman smiled confidently, and with his rough work gloves, he slapped the tank turret heavily. The tall and thin foreman on the opposite side was not to be outdone, and pointed to the wall - there was a blackboard that looked like a progress chart and several small red flags. The workers around them, although they were also joking with each other, also clenched their fists and waved their tools, as if the two foremen and two groups of workers had started a new round of competition based on the production progress of the tanks?

Soon, the foremen on both sides seemed to have completed the challenge, and began to assign production tasks to their workers. The two groups of workers also greeted each other and began to stand beside the tanks they were responsible for in groups, picked up their tools and started working enthusiastically.

There were even people who hummed songs with a distinct Slavic style and the passion unique to the Communist Party's country while they were working.

only...

"@! ＃@＃＃￥……%＃￥…… (Hey, why did the position of this screwdriver change)?" A screwdriver was knocked off the shelf where Bismarck was before, and now a worker walked in front of the screwdriver - in fact, not far away from Bismarck, he just turned in front of her nose and picked up the tool that was knocked off by Bismarck without knowing it.

"%&…＃@% (did I put it there just now)?" The worker was confused when he saw his tool falling to the ground, but he couldn't think of when he had dropped the tool...

Maybe it's because the screwdriver is round, so it will roll?

Another worker shouted over there, and the worker grinned back - it seemed like the two of them were joking? But the generous bear worker didn't investigate further, and with a red face, obviously having drunk vodka, he knocked on the tank a few times and then climbed up.

Bismarck walked up to him and stared at him for a while, but he didn't react at all. He was tightening the screws with a grin. His carefree look was consistent with the image of the Russian bear in Bismarck's mind. The work clothes on his body were covered with oil and dust, just like the front-line workers in the picture magazines.

"I didn't expect that such a movement would be discovered. You are very careful." Bismarck was a little surprised after seeing what happened just now.

But even if he knew, what could he do?

In the middle of the brightly lit factory, the Soviet workers began to work hard. It seemed that overtime work boosted their morale. Bismarck even saw that when the two foremen were exchanging opinions, the tall and thin man looked at the "big-headed tanks" equipped with 150-level artillery that his team was responsible for, and his face was still proud, which made the strong foreman grin.

But the burly foreman, and even Bismarck took a look at the ordinary workers, all of whom were filled with pride for their work and the weapons they made!

In the busy workshop, even the rhythm of the workers swinging their tools seems to be as passionate and energetic as Soviet music? Bismarck, who was invisible, visited the place silently. It was like being in someone else's world. People came and went passing by her, and everyone treated her as if she didn't exist. She looked carefully at everything around her, observing these workers and this country...

Some scenes from her previous life seemed to appear before her eyes again, like watching a constantly scrolling ukiyo-e, or a phantom that was both real and illusory?

The night scene of feasting and revelry, the rushing crowds, the frivolous and flashy city streets, but everyone has a sad face, but has to force a smile...

Having been in this world for several years, she had no idea about the atmosphere among the lower classes in Germany, but the sailors on the battleships were so confident and skillful.

But that is the army after all, the military camp, a melting pot of training, always more sunny and passionate than the society.

In this foreign factory, Bismarck saw for the first time that even when working overtime, all the people had a certain pride and passion. It seemed that these products were their own children, and the factory workshop was their own big family?

Arsenals are certainly the foundation of a country's military power, but workers are even more the pillars of a country's society!

This is the first time I have seen a country where even ordinary workers treat the factory as their own big family. Regardless of the leaders of this country, the policies of this country, the ideas of this country, and even the legend of this country, there is a green-faced, fang-toothed, hell-like purge...

These ordinary workers are using their passionate work to reflect the true essence of this country and this society to the uninvited visitors...

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After Bismarck finished exploring this suddenly discovered place, it was already late, so she silently got on the return bus.

There were not many people on the bus at this time, so she randomly chose a seat and sat down. There were only the driver and a few other passengers. Bismarck's exquisite and beautiful appearance was completely different from that of working women in China, and she attracted the attention of the passengers.

A beautiful girl and a few burly men in the dim carriage, if it were in the future, I'm afraid it would be a necessary condition for something to happen. But along the way, Bismarck only felt that they were paying attention to him, and there was no malice at all...

I looked over and nodded at myself in a friendly manner.

Bismarck got off the bus silently, probably at the station where he got on the bus before. Seeing that there were only a few passengers in the carriage, Bismarck looked back when he got off the bus. In fact, he could clearly see the tired driver blowing air into his palms while stuffing something wrapped in his clothes - it seemed to be a hot water bottle? But he still smiled and announced the station name to the last few passengers in a friendly manner...

Recalling the scenes she saw along the way and in the factory, she had a different feeling. She was used to the scenery of big cities, the bourgeois life, drinking coffee every day, going to and from get off work neatly, and buying whatever she wanted. Even though the social order in Germany with a mustache was more positive than in the previous life, looking back now, even a country like the Soviet Union where you can only buy things with various bills has another sense of happiness - even in the eyes of the former Bismarck, this might be considered sad.

But looking at it now, maybe they don’t have such a rich material life, but to be honest, it seems that their lives here are actually happier than in the “past”?

She saw the workers working overtime at night, and they did not complain about overtime as she knew in later generations. They were all contented at work, working for the country in the factory - and seemed to think it was an honor?

This means that they actually have a true sense of belonging to their unit and their country, right?

Later, she walked out of the heavily guarded factory and passed through a residential area shrouded in dim lights. She indeed had an unbelievable sense of reality.

The workers who worked overtime were the residents of the residential area. They did not object to working overtime and might even have been a little proud of having manufactured new tanks. Although the prices of social consumer goods were not high, the government and units were able to guarantee basic social equity, welfare benefits and social atmosphere. People had a greater sense of belonging to society and units and were more willing to devote their labor. The opportunism that was hated by later generations seemed to be rarely seen - even though Bismarck had only been out for a few hours.

Thinking of what she had seen in her previous life, some people always said this was not good or that was not good, and they wanted to paint themselves white and then take the green card to go abroad or something...

People who only know how to complain, people who are only selfish, people who only talk about rights and not obligations, and people who only blame others for not accommodating them... How can such people truly build a strong country and a healthy society?

Even if he has a mustache and kills people without hesitation, it seems that even in Germany, people are more aware of their obligations as part of society, right?

Considering the construction of a country as one's own glory is the reason why a country can become strong quickly. This is true for Germany, and it seems to be even more true for the Soviet Union! For such a country, it is no wonder that when Hitler got off the ship, he muttered that the Soviet Union was his most powerful opponent!

If history continues like this, war between the Soviet Union and Germany is inevitable. Everything here, the happiness of the people, the achievements of construction, and the pride in their own country, may be reduced to ruins in the near future...

And Germany itself will also lose everything in the cruel war...

But this is something she can no longer control...

Perhaps, God arranged these two countries to be next to each other because he does not want such countries to develop further... Perhaps God himself is thinking, if such countries and such people continue to develop without limits, will they surpass God himself?

Looking back at the bus route number, Bismarck walked into an alley, found an empty corner, and dematerialized his body again. The last time he appeared, he was already inside the hotel.

ps: Thanks to the last Roman for the reward~

Recommend a novel by a big guy~ "Queen's Training Diary" sounds very dirty, right~ It's good!

Finally, I attach the customary picture, which is very magical.

Chapter 300: Hitler surrounded by communism

At this point in time, Hitler could not have been sleeping, he would have been dealing with affairs, and her investigation also proved this.

"Führer, Bismarck is here to report." After calming himself down, Bismarck knocked on the door and said softly.

After all, these have to be reported to the little mustaches... Although whether a war will break out, not to mention Bismarck himself, even Stalin and Hitler themselves, I am afraid they have no idea...

Of course she knew what the historical situation was, but now even Dunkirk had changed. How things would develop in the future depended on the decisions of the leaders.

The door opened and Bismarck walked in.

Hitler's room was bigger than the others, divided into two rooms, the inner and outer rooms, after all, he was a family man, the inner room was the bedroom, and the outer room was for meeting guests. However, the construction style of the Russian bears' hotels was just like their rough character, the outside looked good, but the facilities inside were very simple, the rooms were also very small, and it was as cold as a guesthouse - of course, this was also related to the cold weather in the Soviet Union. The overly cold weather required thicker walls to resist the cold winter, which naturally occupied the building area, so small living space was the norm.

The flames in the fireplace greedily devoured the wood, emitting a warm glow and reflecting the shadows of the three people on the wall.

"That's pretty fast." Hitler chuckled and asked her to sit down on the sofa in front of the fireplace.

"Thank you for your hard work." Eva smiled and handed her a cup of hot coffee.