Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

Russia has always been a land power in history. Although its navy has always been well equipped, its naval battle results have been very ugly due to various reasons. In the famous Russian-Japanese encounter in the Tsushima Strait, the Russian Second Pacific Fleet (actually the Baltic Sea Fleet) The main force of the fleet) was completely wiped out by Japan. A large number of battleships were sunk and the losses were heavy. It was comparable to the Russian version of the "Shame of Sino-Japanese War". However, fighting nations are inherently brave and fearless. In World War I, the Russian Navy still maintained a strong presence in Europe. Some successes were achieved.

Of course, it's just "a little". After all, the navy is a money-burning project, and Russia in the Tsarist era was a country with a weak industrial foundation and economy. Except for territory, many of them are not up to the standards of a big country. After the hardships of World War I and the Civil War, only four Gangut-class battleships were left for the new Red Navy.

These years have also been an era of great development in the world's naval technology! The Soviet Union has just completed industrialization and still has a long way to go in terms of naval construction. It is a pity that there is no mature battleship technology now, including naval guns, hulls, and steel. In short, it can be said that the Soviet Union does not have any technical reserves.

Therefore, Tukhachevs is quite interested in the battleship Yannick mentioned. Just listening to its data can indeed be called a "super battleship."

But before he came, he didn't know that Germany had such an awesome warship plan, and of course he had no plans to buy one. If it were a destroyer or the like, he could still make the decision, but this kind of expensive Big Mac was beyond his control. After thinking for a while, he finally spoke. "Then I have to ask Moscow for instructions first."

Yannick also knew that he could not make the decision in this matter, so he nodded. "Then let's end today's meeting here. General Tukhachevsky is tired from his journey. He will rest for a night and talk in detail tomorrow. Miss Natasha, thank you for explaining the Soviet Union's humanistic customs to me last time. Since this time When you come to Germany, you don’t have time to visit Berlin. How about I show you around the palace?”

Natasha responded with a bright smile. "Then I'm extremely honored."

Tukhachevsky declined the hotel Yanik prepared for them and went to the Soviet Embassy in Germany.

Looking at the convoy gradually retreating, Yannick curled his lips disdainfully. "You have to go to the embassy instead of staying in a comfortable hotel. Are you guilty of being a thief? Are you afraid that we will also spy on you in the hotel?" After speaking, he turned his head and looked at Natasha aside. "I was just trying to find a way to contact you, and it was such a coincidence that I brought you here."

Natasha lowered her head slightly and replied. "I was originally performing an important task in the country, but the superiors suddenly transferred me and sent me here. I heard that it was Tukhachevsky who named me personally. He also asked me to ask more questions if I have the opportunity. Please give us confidential information."

Yannick couldn't help but sneer. "Tsk, since General Tukhachevsky is so obsessed with honey traps, I can't let him down, can I?"

"Do you have any orders? Your Highness Yannick?"

While talking, the two returned to the office. Yannick took out a small box from the safe, opened it, took out a bullet, and threw it to Natasha.

Natasha could tell at a glance that it was a Tokarev TT303 62mm semi-automatic pistol bullet, but the weight was obviously not made of copper. "This is?"

Seeing her confused look, Yannick explained. "It's lead, and it has some sort of radioactive substance in it."

Natasha played with the bullet and asked. "You don't want me to put it into Stalin's rice bowl, do you?" Although she wished she could pour the radioactive material inside into the mouth of the hateful bearded man, she also knew that this was impossible. . Although she has been very prosperous in the intelligence service over the years, she still doesn't have the level to get close to the bearded man.

Yannick smiled. "Don't worry, although I want to do it too, I also know that it is an impossible task. I want you to put it in the Leningrad Polytechnic. Just find a place where everyone will pass by every day. It's The radioactivity is not very strong. Even if you are exposed twice a day, it will take more than a year for the reaction to occur." Why choose Leningrad Polytechnic Institute? Because the future designer of the T-34 tank, Mikhail Ilyich Koshkin, was studying in that school.

"Leningrad Polytechnic Institute?" Natasha asked without saying much why it was placed there. She thought about it and nodded. "It was an ordinary college, it was easy." In her opinion, in the current Soviet Union, except for those "enemies of the people" who were working hard in cold Siberia, no one was innocent. Everyone is a minion of the bearded man, and they are all accomplices who deserve to die! ! Let alone an academy, even if everyone in Leningrad is asked to die, she will execute it without hesitation.

Seeing Natasha put away the bullet, Yannick pointed to the pile of documents on the table. "It looks like we're going to be busy again tonight. Let me arrange a room for you to rest."

"Then I won't disturb you." Natasha took two steps towards the door and suddenly asked. "Your Highness, am I not beautiful?"

Yannick stared at her beautiful face for a few seconds and replied seriously. "You are very beautiful, it should be said that you are very beautiful. Every man wants to possess you. The last time I saw your vagina, I almost drooled. To be honest, if it weren't for our cooperative relationship, I would definitely try to get you. Get in bed. But since we are a cooperative relationship now, I don’t want to make the relationship too complicated. This is good for both of you and us, don’t you think?”

Natasha smiled slightly. "Sure enough, you are wiser than I thought. My choice was not wrong. Then can you find me a strong German man? I have never tasted a German man until now."

The last sentence made Yannick almost choke on his saliva.

Damn it, do you think he is a pimp?

Seeing Yannick's stunned reaction, Natasha shrugged innocently. "It may be difficult for you to imagine how our intelligence agency trains female agents. The training courses include special sexual training, which can turn an innocent and pure girl into a girl almost overnight. The romantic and slutty SQ female spy."

Yannick couldn't help but slap his forehead. In the original time and space, he also knew something about the KGB's swallow training. He didn't expect that this training method would be available from this time on. "So you're addicted? Do you want to bring a few Viagra pills?"

Natasha wondered. "Viagra? What is that?"

"..." There is no Viagra at this time. Then let him be the inventor of this medicine that benefits millions of male compatriots. "It's a drug that can prolong men's sex time. After taking this drug, men can generally prolong it by 20-60 minutes, and the hardness of the thing will be greatly enhanced."

Natasha couldn't help but widen her eyes. "Is there such a good thing?"

Yannick shook his head. "You can't count on it. It will take a while for the finished product to come out. Don't worry, I'll find a few more strong men to send to your room."

After speaking, he pressed the electric bell on the table and gave instructions to Annie who came in. "Miss Anne, take this Miss Natasha to the basement. I don't want anyone to disturb her. Call Miss Monica in."

After the red-haired Monica came in, Yannick hesitated for a while before speaking. "Miss Monica, go to the prison and bring over four strong men from among the death row prisoners, clean them and send them to the basement." He originally planned to find a few casually among the guards in the yard, but he thought there would be more in the future. It's not good to embarrass others with gossip.