SWNOVELXO Chapter 52
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This guy probably didn’t care about the first two things at all.
After all, what he was doing in actual history was like that. The last third must be the key feeling he had.
He was frolicking around in the Cheka, and this was the result he got.
“Are you really not trying to survive and get to Germany?”
“Tsarina has already brought out the modified capitalism that compromised with reality. Communism in Germany won’t last long either. How can a well-fed person fall into communism?”
Looking into this guy’s eyes, I could tell he was serious.
That characteristic scheming gaze of someone who wants to cling to the powerful to survive. This dude is for real.
He’s a hard-core Bolshevik, but he wouldn’t kill me just to prove the legitimacy of the revolution.
It’s out of a desire to live. To cling to someone like me, Tsarina, in hopes of another opportunity for advancement.
“Wouldn’t it be better to cling to the Duma members?”
“Even if there’s a Duma, is there anything more important than gaining Tsarina’s recognition in this era?”
Right. My symbolism cannot be ignored.
Even if there’s a Duma, I will be able to raise my voice for a while.
“Let’s get straight to it. You’re the kind of guy who would stick to anyone for advancement.”
“That’s…”
“I’m not trying to tear you down with that. But a guy like you would do anything for success. It’s a compliment, really.”
That’s one thing I can appreciate.
There are two types of people who go wild for advancement. One suckles at the whims of a foolish lord to gain power, while the other showcases their skills by doing all sorts of dirty deeds.
This guy is at least the second type right now.
“!!”
Communism has already ended in Russia.
Even if he goes to Germany, he wouldn’t receive good treatment because he differs from those who cling to Rosa Luxemburgism or Karl Liebknechtism without any foundation.
Even if he escapes Germany, the Okhrana, which has been pursuing him hard, will definitely chase him down until the end to catch and kill him.
In that case, he’d rather choose to lick my feet and grab the line of success.
Yeah. Sounds good.
There must be many disappointed in Lenin.
Really, for those who revolted to create a new world, a good world, looking at Russia now must have caused them to lose their justification.
An empress supported perfectly by the military.
The empress who secured Constantinople, which Russia desperately wanted, and the Mongolian plains and Northern Manchuria.
An empress who guarantees social welfare and supports workers with a taste of socialism.
Striving forward to catch up with the other great powers even in this moment, like it’s gasping for breath.
On the other hand, you have the Reds, who have stained the Soviet regime with violence and authority.
Isn’t it obvious who would win?
That’s why the quick-witted Beria has sided with this side.
Actually, there is someone I want to save.
“Join the Okhrana as a temporary agent. Suppress the Communist Party in Georgia and cross the Atlantic. There is someone to find and someone to capture.”
Let’s see what your skills are like.
If you fail, you can be dealt with accordingly.
This guy who wants to rise will certainly carry out the orders, but yes. Let’s see the abilities of Beria, who clings to Tsarina.
“Just give me the orders.”
“First, there’s Robert Goddard in America. He’s the one developing rockets. I want you to persuade him to come to Russia, not with force but with persuasion. The second is Igor Sikorsky. He will be responsible for Russia’s aviation in the future.”
A person developing rockets.
This individual’s influence led Werner von Braun in Germany to develop V2 and various rockets.
The missiles created by Robert Goddard didn’t receive much acclaim in America.
So I’m calling him here.
Let’s tell him to give it a try as much as he can.
Of course, the conditions are poor in Russia, so I can’t give him a large budget. But having someone interested in his rockets is what matters, isn’t it?
“Then who are we supposed to capture?”
“Trotsky, who is in Mexico or America. Can you track him down?”
In actual history, Trotsky went to Mexico.
Of course, since the era and history are flowing differently now, I can’t be sure he went to Mexico. But given Okhrana’s pursuit, Trotsky went towards Germany through Northern Europe and then disappeared.
With that guy’s character, he wouldn’t stay in Germany, which differs from his faction for long. And he’s definitely not headed for France, which is teetering on the edge of a commune.
He’ll likely cross the Atlantic.
It can be either America or Mexico, so sending Beria over there would be a good idea too.
“Then, is the priority Robert Goddard and Sikorsky?”
Correct. Bringing this person in to develop rockets, preparing for World War II.
A fight where everything is different from actual history, with the low-quality Communist Germany against well-prepared Russia. Can Germany truly overcome White Russia?
“Yes. Trotsky is just a find-if-you-can situation. For now, we can push all the Reds out in Russia. Take out the Communist Party in Georgia.”
“I won’t let you down!”
Alright. Let’s see how this goes.
Put all those cruel deeds he showcased in actual history to use for the Russian Republic.
If he does, I’ll ensure to take care of him so he can die of old age in peace.
Of course, if he doesn’t learn his lesson, I’ll kill him.
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Around this time, Trotsky was undertaking a forced grand expedition.
He went by ship to Sweden and entered communist Germany, but soon couldn’t accept the more moderate Rosa Luxemburgism, which advocated for a similar revolution and was completely contrary to his own volatile nature.
Rosa Luxemburgism, born out of the failure of the USSR!
It was almost like telling him to admit defeat amidst communists after barely escaping.
Nonetheless, the German Communist Party helped Trotsky escape to another foreign land.
He thought about possibly going to the Chinese Communist Party, but he heard that they aren’t really making much of an impact right now.
So he arrived in America.
Trotsky, who arrived at a place where communism could not possibly take root, was living a truly miserable life.
Chirrrr.
The chicken that Trotsky grabbed with tongs was being fried deliciously in the oil with dazzling movements.
While looking at that chicken, Trotsky thought that he was no different from it, and he felt a surge of anger from within.
“Why am I frying this chicken?!”
“There’s no way around it if you want to escape the pursuit of Comrade Okhrana.”
You’re right.
Trotsky was frying chicken with the help of Russian communists in America to hide from the pursuit of the Okhrana.
Now he couldn’t even keep doing this job without feeling embarrassed.
He would have preferred to die that day at the hands of the princess. Right now, in Russia, the Soviet regime is touted as unable to even make a decent bullet while yelling about revolutions.
The Soviet is completely dismantling the revolution!
“If I had just died that day, I wouldn’t have to suffer this humiliation!”
“Comrade. There may be a new opportunity here.”
A new opportunity. That sounds nice.
Suddenly, Trotsky turned his eyes outside the window.
In front of the store, a cheerful-looking figure of Trotsky was holding a chicken.
Yeah. If that counts as an opportunity, then sure.
If he’s burying his bones in frying up some chicken!
Trotsky hated that kind of life.
“What new opportunity?! What kind of bullshit is this because of that damned princess!”
Just then, he saw people outside raising their voices and fighting.
A white male-female couple and a black person getting beaten below them.
“Ha, how dare this black bastard look at someone?!”
“No, I happened to see! I had no intention of looking at the woman!”
The rampant racial discrimination against black people in American society.
They abolished slavery, but there remains abundant discrimination against black people. It seems to be inflating and flying high, but underneath it all, various social issues are hidden.
‘If I handle this well…?’
Trotsky’s eyes sparkled.
That’s right. Until he is nearly dead, his revolution is still not over.
“Comrade Trotsky.”
“What is it?”
“You need to fry one more chicken for now.”
Chirrrr.
Yeah. For now, I have to fry this hateful chicken in front of me.
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Georgia
At this time, a storm of blood was raging in the Georgian Republic, which belonged to the Russian Republic.
Thanks to Britain adequately collaborating with Russia, a pro-Russian government was established, leading to its incorporation into the republic.
However, beneath the surface, the Reds were still lurking.
After the collapse of the Soviet Union, they had been hiding in Georgia, dreaming of the day of the upcoming revolution.
However, with the backing of the Okhrana, the White self-defense forces formed in Georgia began to move and were getting killed off.
Behind them was Beria.
Beria acted as if he had only been a Bolshevik for this day. He ruthlessly crushed those who were once comrades in the revolution.
At the very least, it was torture, and on average, it was summary execution.
“How could Comrade Beria do this to us!”
“Khuhuhuh. Comrade? What kind of comradeship is there with people so lowly? I was a hidden White Army member since the beginning.”
Bang!
The red who was fuming at Beria met his end with a bullet fired by Beria.
The one-sided suppression of the Communist Party led by the White self-defense forces organized by Beria within Georgia was enough for Beria to be recorded as an enemy of the revolution.
And fellow agents of the Okhrana were astonished by Beria.
“I’ve been in the Okhrana for a long time, but I’ve never seen a bastard like him.”
“Yeah. How could he thoroughly capture those who were once his comrades during the Civil War?”
With that, Beria’s gaze looked far beyond Europe across the Atlantic.
‘If I can catch Trotsky too, achieving a position in the Ministry of Interior isn’t impossible.’
His next goal was Trotsky.
Of course, he had to find the rocket thing first, though.
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After becoming Tsar, there were many concerns.
The temporary government office in Yekaterinburg was not suitable for a Tsar, so once it was somewhat rebuilt, I stayed properly in the Kremlin, which remained intact in Moscow.
Personally, I think Yekaterinburg could be a decent capital too.
Think about it.
Even though I’m not going to yield, if Communist Germany threatens to attack Russia, having the capital in Yekaterinburg wouldn’t make sense.
Even if the German army crossed the border, they would have to make it to Yekaterinburg, which would exhaust them before the war even began.
Now, on to this side of the story.
In this altered history, Dr. Vera Gedroyts, who treated the Southern Russian White Army during the Red-White Civil War, has resumed her role as a royal doctor.
And Vera Gedroyts is conducting health checks on my body based on the remaining records of Nicholas II’s family.
Especially since Anastasia was in poor health, this was a matter of concern.
“How is it?”
“How can this even be possible? Up until now, it would have been miraculous for you to fight on the battlefield directly.”
“Is that so?”
Still, looking at someone that way makes me feel quite strange.
Why did that old coot make my body like this, whatever she was?
“Tsarina, you were inherently unhealthy. Didn’t you suffer because a bunion developed on your big toe long ago? Your back muscles were weak. It’s almost as if… Well, it can’t be explained medically, but it feels like you’re being protected by something.”
Yeah. I’ve heard that while Anastasia had a good temperament, her health was poor.
In other words, the very fact that I have been running around the war in this body of Anastasia is a level of absurdity.
But is it possible that it’s gotten better now?
“Does that mean it’s not bad now?”
“Yes. It should not interfere with your daily life. You’ve already been on the battlefield; I believe you will understand that well, Tsarina.”
“Sounds about right.”
I can’t really say it was that tough.
That old man surely turned a person into a monster.