The Third Reich: The Return of the King

Dortmund is the largest and most important industrial city in the eastern part of the Ruhr industrial region, with a population of 150,000 before the war, making it the fifth largest city in Germany.

In the southern part of the city, on the banks of the Ruhr River, huge chimneys are emitting exhaust gases from steel and coal factories into the sky, and a large amount of industrial sewage flows directly down the sewage canal into the Ruhr River, causing a pungent smell to spread throughout the Ruhr River.

Like other industrial cities in Europe at this time, Dortmund's environmental pollution was very serious, although it was not to the point where the sun never set in the capital city of fog, but like the Thames in the city of fog, almost all of the rivers in the Rhine region that flow through industrial cities are polluted.

On the afternoon of 15 November, a group of soldiers escorted several hooded prisoners to the banks of the Ruhr River, where they were to be shot.

"Any last words?".

After interrogating these Bolsheviks, Major Mainz had basically figured out the organizational structure and contact details of these people.

By this time, the whole city had basically settled down, and the follow-up army was about to escort the new Republican officials to take over the place, and these people were useless.

Major Mainz pulled out his matching gun from the holster, it was a brand-new Luger Type 08 pistol, and the first semi-automatic pistol, and looking at him, it seemed that he was going to use this pistol to send the person in front of him on the road.

"Hmph, the Bolsheviks can't be killed!".

A staunch Bolshevik struggled and shouted loudly.

"Long live the great old horse, the great ......".

Bang!

With a crisp burst of gunfire, the boisterous voices came to an abrupt end.

Major Mainz stared indifferently at the middle-aged man in front of him, who had left a deep impression on him, and slowly raised the gun in his hand.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, as long as you let me go, I can do anything!"

The death of his companion frightened the middle-aged man, and when he saw the muzzle of the black hole in Mainz's hand pointed at him, he was immediately frightened, and at this time he could no longer care about any noble ideals, lofty ambitions, these vain things, and the human instinct for survival, made him almost subconsciously say the words of begging for mercy.

"Oh, let you go, give me a reason to convince me to let you go!".

Major Mainz sneered and stared at each other condescendingly, his gaze was as cold as a sharp blade, which made the middle-aged man shudder.

"If you can release me, I, I can tell you the list of other people who have been assigned to participate in this operation in the Ruhr industrial area!"

Major Mainz stared at each other for a long time, and just when the middle-aged man felt that he was dead and completely desperate, a smile of conspiracy appeared on the major's face: "Deal!"

......

With the clues provided by insiders, in the next few days, the Germans easily arrested the Bolshevik representatives who had infiltrated the Ruhr industrial area, and in less than ten days, the situation in the main cities of the Ruhr industrial area, including Dortmund and Essen, was calmed.

November 25, Ruhr Industrial Area, Essen.

In the evening, on the banks of the River Lin, southwest of Essen, Major Mainz stood by the river, quietly looking into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Major, are you really going to let this guy go?".

Second Lieutenant Gruss, the platoon commander of the guard platoon, asked with some puzzlement, in his opinion, these Bolsheviks who took advantage of the turmoil in the country to wander around and incite workers' uprisings and riots were not good things, and should all be killed.

Major Mainz turned around, glanced at the second lieutenant, and said: "To the east, on the ruins of Tsarist Russia, a red country was born, and it is said that all the people there are red elements, and they currently have tens of millions of people, can you kill them all?".

The lieutenant was dumbfounded, opened his mouth, and for a moment did not know how to answer.

At this moment, several soldiers escorted the middle-aged man who had previously agitated the workers in the square and walked to Mainz's side.

"Undo his blindfold!".

In order to avoid unnecessary conflicts caused by other people, the soldiers kept the middle-aged man's eyes under cover along the way, but this time it was not necessary, because Mainz decided to let him go.

"You, are you really going to let me go?".

After the middle-aged man's blindfold was removed, it took him a long time to see the situation around him clearly, and when he saw a small boat parked on the riverbank next to Major Mainz, he suddenly understood something in his heart.

Seeing that the other party really wanted to fulfill his promise and let himself go, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although they did reach an agreement before, but whether the other party fulfilled the agreement or not was completely beyond his control, so he had been worried for the past ten days, worried that the other party would tear up the agreement and kill himself.

"Your intelligence is accurate and has helped us a lot in our operations!"

Major Mainz ignored the other party's question and glanced at the middle-aged man with messy hair and a haggard face.

"God knows what you have given us the news, you know it, and of course, if I want to, those comrades of yours will soon know it!"

Major Mainz's words made the middle-aged man stunned for a moment, and then a look of joy appeared on his face.

Along the way, his biggest concern was whether the Germans would kill him, and the second concern was that if the Germans fulfilled their promise and released him, he would probably be hunted down by the organization for betraying the revolution if he escaped.

At this time, Major Mainz's words solved his worries, of course, this handle was left in the hands of Major Mainz, as long as he wanted, he could ruin the middle-aged man at any time!

The major continued: "I heard that the Red Woolly Bears are relatively short of weapons and ammunition, and they are fighting very hard against the attack of the White Army, and you go back and tell them that we have a large number of weapons and equipment on our side, and if they want it, you can send someone to contact them, and it is better for you to come by yourself, understand?".

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously said, "Do you want to sell arms to the Soviets?"