It is Kokang and Changchun

　"Yes!" The team members nodded softly and followed the captain's steps.

　Following the original raid plan, the group arrived at the small gate in the backyard of the target villa. The small gate was an iron gate, which was locked with an ordinary external lock.

　Upon seeing this, the deputy captain immediately took out a pair of hydraulic pliers from his waist, stuck the jaws of the pliers on the metal handle of the lock, and suddenly pressed down the handle of the pliers with force, and the lock broke.

　After removing the lock, the captain gently pushed the door open and signaled everyone to enter carefully to avoid scratching the iron door and making noise, which would attract unnecessary attention.

　"B-6 has arrived in the backyard and is destroying the distribution box." The captain asked a team member to cut the wires of the distribution box in the backyard.

　"Over!" As soon as the team member finished speaking, the room in the villa suddenly became dark.

　The captain ordered all team members: "Night vision goggles ready, prepare to break in!"

　Everyone spread out, and a demolitionist went to install the explosives on the back door of the villa. With a loud bang, the door shattered into pieces, and the debris scattered to the ground. The ground team filed in through the door frame.

　"Ninth Border Guard Battalion! Stand still! Hands up!"

　"Everyone, squat down with your hands on your head. Stop resisting!"

　The team members' resolute roars intimidated the people in the house, but there were always some people who were not so honest and wanted to make some tricks.

　"Don't move! I say it again! Don't move!"

　Someone in the house just took out a PPK pistol to resist, but was instantly shot by a volley of bullets from the UMP45 in the hands of a team member. The powerful stopping effect of the .45ACP hollow-point bullet made him lose his ability to resist instantly.

　"Long live the Kaiser! Long live the German Empire!" The man, tortured by the powerful stopping effect of the hollow-point bullet, shouted out the slogan as if it was his last cry with all his might.

　A member of the border defense brigade stepped forward and hit the royalist in the face with the butt of his rifle. The butt of the UMP45 hit the royalist's nose bridge hard.

　"Scheie! It's 2022, and there are still royalists? I thought I traveled through time. If you want to be a slave so badly, go to jail!"

　The team member was a staunch democrat, so he felt that the slogan just now was disgusting and couldn't help but curse.

　The other team members searched the villa thoroughly, and in a textbook raid, they pulled out other hiding suspects and arrested them all, taking them to the large living room on the first floor.

　The captain looked at the people who were kneeling on the ground and being handcuffed. After comparing and confirming that there were no omissions, he nodded with satisfaction.

　"Mission accomplished, team up!"

　Today, the Ninth Border Guard Brigade made an arrest.

　This was just one of many similar incidents. There were 3000 other German military and police officers who shared the same mission of arresting loyalists.

　The next day, the following news broke on the German internet: [Suspected of plotting a coup! A right-wing group in the country has been arrested! The group is attempting to restore the monarchy and rebuild the German Empire.]

　In the early morning of December 7, police launched raids in multiple locations and arrested 25 members of a far-right organization suspected of plotting a coup to overthrow the federal government.

　The suspects belonged to an organization calling itself the "Reich Citizens' Movement," whose goal was to launch an armed storming of the Reichstag, overthrow Germany's current state system, and replace it with their own essentially designed form of state.

　According to government sources, the investigation is still ongoing, with more than 3000 police and intelligence officers participating in the manhunt, and 27 suspects remain at large.

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　The next day, Kiel, Federal Republic of Germany

　Eugen lifted her legs and placed them on the table, revealing her flawless white thighs, which looked extremely sexy and enchanting. If there were any Eugen fans present, they would probably burst out just by looking at her legs.

　She looked at Z23, who looked unhappy because of the news, and said jokingly, "Look, you just told me to forget the dream yesterday, but today something so big happened, I really can't forget it~"

　Z23 put down the newspaper, exhaled, and thought for a moment before speaking. "But at least, Tirpitz is against this group, too. We don't have to worry about her."

　Besides, she can see the essence of things and draw a clear line between herself and the Choice Party. Will she still collude with the more backward royalists?

　"If we are not worried about Tirpitz, then do we need to worry about the restoration of the monarchy?" Eugen asked.

　"There's no need to worry too much, but we can't completely ignore it either. The deployment of over 3000 police officers shows this group is quite large."

　Z23 put on a teacher's demeanor and analyzed:

　I once said that any individual or group that seeks to restore the monarchy will inevitably collude with members of the former royal and aristocratic families.

　Now, according to information released by the federal government, there is already a lot of evidence that these royalists support a 71-year-old aristocratic descendant, Heinrich Reuss, who calls himself "Henry XIII."

　What's funny is that this 'Henry XIII' came from a family called Reuss in Thuringia, Germany.

　During the Holy Roman Empire, the Reuss family was indeed the ruler of Thuringia. However, strictly speaking, the descendants of the Reuss family could not be called "princes" or "princesses". They were only vassals of the Holy Roman Emperor. After the establishment of the German Empire, they became vassals of the German Emperor.

　The only connection the Reuss family had to the German royal family was that one of their family members, Hermione Reuss, was the second wife of German Emperor Wilhelm II, but they had no children.

　Therefore, this matter reveals an extremely ironic taste. The direct descendants of the German royal family have not announced that they want to restore the monarchy. Instead, the royal vassals have taken the lead and even called themselves "descendants of the royal family." It's really hilarious.

　I have already said my assessment of the German Empire; my views on this are completely consistent with those of Marx, so I will not elaborate on them in detail.

　Z23 adjusted his gloves and continued, "Having said that, while this is a ridiculous farce, the political and social reasons behind it are not funny at all. As the saying goes, the core of comedy is tragedy.

　Behind any political ideology or group, there is an economic and social foundation that nourishes and supports its existence. From the November Revolution to the end of World War II, the Hohenzollern family and other royal relatives and nobles were not liquidated.

　The economic resources, interpersonal relationships, and social prestige held by these old royal families and aristocrats, as well as these feudal remnants passed down over hundreds of years, together constitute the economic, class, and social foundations of the remnants of modern German imperial thought.

　Eugen played with the little gift that Jaeger (the naval pilot Eugen had previously assigned to her) gave her and asked, "Hey, Narvik, why is it that after so long since the November Revolution, these royal relatives and nobles haven't been liquidated?"

　"That's a good question. Why?" Z23 expressed his appreciation for Eugen's question and continued, "Why?"

　"Because the bourgeoisie and the feudal aristocracy, although full of contradictions and even irreconcilable, have one thing in common: they are both exploiting classes. The survival and development of both classes must rely on the private ownership of the means of production.

　It is precisely this commonality that makes the bourgeoisie always incomplete and compromising when facing the feudal aristocracy.

　Part of the early bourgeoisie was transformed from the feudal aristocracy, and in modern bourgeois revolutions, both Britain and France experienced dynastic restorations, and there were also many royalists within the bourgeoisie.

　This is one aspect of the manifestation. On the other hand, precisely because of the identity between the bourgeoisie and the feudal aristocracy in this regard, some seemingly thorough bourgeois democratic revolutions in history can only be politically thorough at best, but not economically thorough.

　Because the bourgeoisie advocates the protection of private property, including the private ownership of the means of production. If we want to be completely anti-feudal in the economy, then we must deprive the feudal aristocracy of their private property. In this way, we will only be lifting a rock to hit ourselves.

　Your own feet?"

　Eugen seemed to understand what Z23 was saying. She thought for a moment and then asked, "So, was Germany's democratic revolution politically thorough?"

　"Not really," Z23 replied flatly. "No matter how epic the process was, judging by the outcome, it only essentially accomplished the mission of the democratic revolution; it didn't completely deprive the royal family and the nobility of their political rights. If they had completely deprived them, and if they had remained so until today, there wouldn't be any news like this today."

　However, there are no "ifs" in history; what happened happened. The overall conclusion I just made is that the bourgeoisie is incapable of completing the most thoroughgoing anti-feudal revolutionary task.

　Today's incident also clearly demonstrates why the democratic revolution must be thorough and root out the old royal family and the old aristocracy's political and economic foundations.

　"Can only the proletariat accomplish this task?" Eugen deduced based on Z23's ideology.

　"Yes." Z23 nodded. "Because the proletariat doesn't rely on private ownership of the means of production, they have no worries during revolution. Therefore, they can thoroughly oppose feudalism not only politically but also economically.

　This is not just theoretical reasoning, but also practical proof. Comrades in Russia and China have done very well in this regard.”

　Eugen drank his coffee and continued to watch the news, unable to help but express his concern:

　"I personally think the problem now is that these right-wing and extreme right-wing groups are very deceptive. Just like the Austrian corporal back then, they use the excuse of meeting the people's urgent needs and posing as 'friends of the people' to conceal their own reactionary nature."

　Upon hearing this, Z23's face suddenly lit up with joy. He shook Eugen's hand and said with emotion, "Comrade Eugen, I'm so glad you think so!"

　Eugen patted Z23's head and said, "Well, actually, I've always understood. I just like watching little Narvik's serious lectures, so I always pretend to be stupid~"

　Z23 blushed instantly after being touched on the head and teased by Eugen's words. She took Eugen's hand away from the pat and said with a pout, "The revolution hasn't succeeded yet. Comrades, we still need to work hard. Now is not the time to joke..."

　Eugen paused, saying, "For now, the key is to win over people, to compete with right-wing and far-right political parties and groups like the Alternative for Germany (AfD); to win over the masses, the support of the military and police, and the high ground in public opinion."

　"By the way, Narvik, do you think we can...get Bismarck's support?" Eugen suddenly had an idea.

　Z23 was stunned. "Huh? Winning over Tirpitz is already quite impressive. Can Bismarck do the same? She was quite critical of the Soviet Union and socialism just a few months ago..."

　"I know Bismarck," Eugen said. "As a heavy cruiser, I often worked with Bismarck. She's generally quite pragmatic.

　In other words, in Bismarck's eyes, capitalism and socialism were just a way of governing a country. As long as it could make the German nation rich and strong, she would try it.

　"So-called 'pure military'?" Z23 grumbled. "But... if we follow a pragmatic approach, shouldn't she support the AfD?" Z23 was still surprised.

　Eugen explained, "Generally speaking, that's true. But didn't I just use the example of the Führer? Bismarck also realized that many things cannot be judged by appearances, but must also be considered in terms of cost, ultimate consequences, and essence.

　The true nature of the Nazi Party was exposed with the outbreak of the war. After World War II, Germany's economy recovered rapidly, and today it has become the most economically and industrially developed country in the European Union.

　So she chose to maintain the current system that had existed since the end of World War II, rather than to restore the monarchy or rebuild Nazi Germany.

　The AfD made her feel like the Nazi Party in the early 30s, so she always kept her distance from it.

　Now, the AfD lacks Bismarck's trust, and after Merkel's retirement, the CDU has begun to decline. The Social Democratic Party and the Green Party, once a source of hope, have, for the sake of so-called political gain, ruined the economy and livelihoods, buying overpriced American natural gas and allowing the US to reap the spoils.

　If it weren't for Bismarck's strong persuasion, Scholz would probably still be handing Germany over to the United States to be slaughtered like a turkey.

　I suspect that if there were no other way out, Bismarck would have chosen the path of true socialism."

　"It sounds too speculative. If our revolution and construction cause suffer a temporary setback, Bismarck might rebel against the party..." Z23 was not optimistic about Bismarck.

　Eugen seemed to remind us: “No one is born a pure communist or Marxist, and even education alone makes it difficult to become one.

　The key question is, does winning over Bismarck currently do more harm than good or more good than harm to the cause of socialist revolution? I think the clever Z23 should know better than me…"

　"Tsk, so it all comes down to a national narrative? Red Prussia..." Z23 narrowed his eyes, feeling mixed emotions.

　Chapter 230 Anshan Daily Life

　A residential area in Qingdao, Shandong, China

　Anshan woke up early in the morning, folded the quilt into tofu blocks in an orderly manner, then left the room and went to the bathroom to wash up.

　Logically speaking, a ship girl with self-cleaning ability does not need to do this at all, but Anshan has developed such a habit, and washing up is often a spiritual enjoyment.

　After brushing your teeth and washing your face

　She returned to the desk in her room and continued writing her memoirs.

　Writing memoirs and the like is quite popular among Kanmusu. Many military fans are interested in historical details from the Kanmusu perspective, and most Kanmusu don't mind expressing themselves. Thus, this trend has taken shape.

　"That's about all I have to say about my experiences in the Soviet Union. I'll add more details later. Now for the China chapter..."

　After Anshan finished writing about his experiences in his hometown, he turned the page and prepared to write about his story after coming to China.

　She seemed to recall something, slowly opened the drawer, and took out an old photo frame. This photo frame, along with the photo inside, was obtained by Anshan from Captain Su Haiyin.

　The photo gave people a sense of age at first glance. It showed a man. Although he was not good-looking, Anshan felt that he was so kind.

　"The tragedy of the theory of longevity has become a reality..." Anshan couldn't help but sigh.

　"If Communists could talk about afterlife, how old would you be now, Comrade Su Jun..."

　The man in the photo is the first captain of Anshan after it came to China. He is the former commander of the North Sea Fleet - Su Jun.

　Su's original military name was Chen Yangxian. A native of Feidong County, Anhui Province, he joined the revolution in 1938 and the Communist Party of China in 1939. He served successively as captain of the destroyer Anshan, chief of staff of the North Sea Fleet, commander of the Yantai base, chief of staff of the East China Sea Fleet, principal of the Naval Submarine School, and commander of the North Sea Fleet. He died of illness in Qingdao on June 16, 2004, at the age of 83.

　For Anshan, she has a deeper affection for this captain than for other captains.

　Not only because his name is the abbreviation of the Soviet Red Army in Chinese, but also because he and the last captain of the Anshan ship are father and son.

　In other words, Su Jun is Comrade Su Haiyin's father.

　Maybe this is fate. In a sense, it has a beginning and an end.

　For this reason, Anshan's feelings towards its last captain are very complicated. There is empathy for the first captain, the feelings of a senior towards a junior, and the feelings of a ward towards his guardian (the love of a child for his parents).

　After all, theoretically speaking, Anshan is more than ten years older than Captain Su Haiyin, but Su Haiyin is now the captain and guardian.

　This mixture of different emotions, as complicated as curry, always makes Anshan feel an indescribable sense of wonder.

　It's like a boss you are very close to, and you watch his son grow up. As a result, his son becomes your last boss when he grows up, and then becomes your guardian decades later.

　Anshan stroked Su Jun's photo, feeling melancholy, and murmured to himself: "Don't worry, Captain, Xiao Su is doing well now, you don't have to worry. We have always taken care of each other, so you don't have to worry about me..."

　"Come to think of it, when I first came to China, you were so curious about me, it was really funny." Anshan placed the photo frame on the desk and smiled bitterly.

　She forced herself to think about happy past events and adjust her state of mind so that she could write better.

　"One moment you touch my main gun, the next moment you look at my torpedo... You are like Granny Liu who followed into the Grand View Garden, just like a country bumpkin." Anshan couldn't help laughing when he recalled Su Jun's confused and surprised look.

　"Behind this farce are the bitter tears of China's poverty and backwardness. I am truly fortunate to have witnessed the Chinese Navy's rise from nothing to become the world's second-largest navy, from a fragile force."

　Anshan recalled and wrote down every detail of her time as a captain in the Soviet Army when she first came to China.

　After finishing writing what he had planned for today, Anshan stood up, stretched, and planned to take a rest.

　At this time, a call came from Changchun to Anshan, and Yuanqi's voice sounded in Anshan's mind.

　"Hello, Anshan sister, I'm Changchun. Did you miss me? How have you been lately?"

　"I miss you so much." Anshan was so happy when he heard the call from Changchun reporting that he was safe.

　"Everyone is doing well. K-21 and S-56 have gradually adapted to their new environment and are getting along well with everyone else. We just went out for a meal yesterday after the training period ended."

　Changchun is reassured by his old subordinate's adaptation. "It's good that he's adapted. When I return triumphantly, we'll get together again."

　"Um, Sister Anshan, I want you to help me with something." Changchun hopes Anshan can do him a favor.