Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

After waving him away, Yannick turned towards the direction of Lenin's Mausoleum and looked at it carefully. Although the current Lenin Tomb can be called magnificent, it is still a wooden structure, not the polished red granite and black marble of later generations.

At this time, Tukhachevsky came over with two white chrysanthemums in his hand and handed one to Yannick. "Let's go in, Lord Yannick."

"Okay." He followed Tukhachevsky down the steps and soon arrived at the memorial hall in the center of the mausoleum. The whole hall is dimly decorated, quiet and mysterious. All the light in the room is diffused from the crystal coffin; and the light in the crystal coffin is not bright, just like the indoor lights in the middle of the night, softly shining on the person lying on his back. Lying, looking like sleeping Lenin. This light only refracts extremely bright thin lines at the sharp angles of the edge of the crystal plate when it penetrates the crystal coffin.

Yannick watched quietly as the mentor of the proletarian revolution lay peacefully in a crystal coffin covered with red party flags and national flags, wearing a yellow jacket and a Red Flag Medal on his chest. Because he died only a few years ago, the body now can be described as lifelike and not as bad as it will look a few decades later.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ten thousand river crabs crawled through~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

If Tukhachevsky knew that Yanik had such evil thoughts, he would definitely pull out a gun and blow his head off. It's a pity that he didn't have the ability to read minds. He just saw Yannick silently placing the white flowers in his hand next to the crystal coffin, then he observed a few minutes of silence, took a step back, turned and walked towards the door.

Before getting in the car, Yannick glanced at the magnificent spire of the Kremlin again. It was now 1928, and Stalin was supposed to be launching the first of a series of five-year plans drawn up by the State Planning Commission.

This plan can truly be called great!

By 1938, the Soviet Union's two five-year plans were successfully completed. The Soviet Union's share of global industrial output increased from 5,010 in 1921 to 10% in 1939; the literacy rate increased from 4% in 1897 to 6% in 1926 and 4% in 1939; life expectancy increased from 32 The age has increased to 69; the infant mortality rate has dropped from 273% to 32%; the government also provides citizens with free medical care, pensions, sickness and disability benefits, maternity leave, paid leave, and child subsidies.

The Five-Year Plan became the basis for victory in the Great Patriotic War.

But the Five-Year Plan also ended the alliance between the Bolsheviks and the peasantry. Peasants no longer cooperated with the government, creating a stark contrast between their high productivity on their own small plots of land and their low productivity on collective farm land. Low productivity in agriculture in turn hurt the situation in Soviet industry.

When the Soviet government reinvested one-third of its national income every year, this meant low wages and a shortage of consumer goods. One Soviet worker's reaction was typical: "They pretended they were paying us, so we pretended we were working."

Gee, it would be great if he traveled through time and became William II thirty years ago. In that case, Europe now would probably have been a unified Europe. Just for the Moroccan crisis in 1905, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to start a war without the Eastern Front.

Shaking his head regretfully, Yannick suddenly stopped the beautiful translator when he was about to get in the car. "Miss Natasha, can you please get in my car? I want to know more about Soviet customs and customs."

Natasha smiled like a flower and nodded in agreement. "it's my honour."

Damn, you are such an idiot. If I asked for a ride, you would take off your clothes without hesitation, right? However, Yannick also noticed a detail. Natasha got into Tukhachevsky's car without asking for instructions. Is it difficult for her to be Tukhachevsky's subordinate?

Because Natasha got into the car, Rommel, Guderian and the other four naturally sat in the car behind them. Unexpectedly, as soon as the car started moving, Natasha reached out to close the window curtains and knelt down. "Your Highness."

This sudden move really startled Yannick. He instinctively shrank back and yelled. "Ger!"

The curtain of the front seat suddenly opened, and a black gun pointed at Natasha. "Don't move!"

Yannick also saw clearly at this time that Natasha was just kneeling down and had no evil intentions towards him. Zhu regained his composure and waved his hand to tell Geer to calm down. "Miss Natasha, what are you doing?" Damn, his back was soaked with cold sweat. I thought I met an assassin. Is there anything I can't say properly that has to be said like this? !

Fortunately, he was a young and strong boy. If it had been William II, he might have burped immediately after being frightened by her.

Perhaps because of nervousness, Natasha's face turned pale. She once again made sure that there were no gaps in the curtains before she stammered. "My, my name is not Natasha at all. My family was originally a small noble. I had more than a dozen good friends. We all had a wonderful life. ** ruined everything for us! I want revenge! Your Highness, I I am willing to be loyal to you! Will you attack the Soviet Union in the future? I am willing to be an internal agent!" Although what she said was a little incoherent, Yannick understood it. The first feeling is absurd. Is this Tukhachevsky's way of testing him? The second feeling is equally absurd. So what if we find out something? During the Cold War in the original time and space, the United States and the Soviet Union had millions of plans to attack each other, but so what? Isn’t it going to get moldy in the filing cabinet in the end?

Regardless of whether it was a test or not, he quickly waved his hand. "Fight the Soviet Union? No, no, it is difficult for Germany to protect itself now, let alone launch a war. I am a pacifist. Enough people died in the last war, and it is impossible to do it again."

Natasha seemed unwilling to give up. "If it doesn't work now, it doesn't mean it won't work in the future. If His Highness has no intentions towards the Soviet Union, then why did he forge one when he searched for the bloodline of the Romanov dynasty and couldn't find it?"

"!!" Geer's face changed drastically, and he was so shocked that he almost pulled the trigger. These words were all things that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had just secretly told him. How could this woman know so clearly? ! If he hadn't followed His Royal Highness every step of the way, he would now be the biggest suspect, a traitor who colluded with the Soviet Union! !

Yannick thought the same thing. If Geer hadn't been carefully selected by the Royal Intelligence Service and had not left his side just now, let alone come into contact with others, then he would definitely kill this unstable factor without saying a word.

After coughing slightly, he simply asked clearly. "How did you know?" Damn it. With today's technology, we can't create eavesdropping equipment that will only appear in a few decades. Is it possible that she is just following the wind?