Although the whole world is trembling in the horror caused by the Spanish flu, the pace of United States towards war has not been affected too much. Although the Spanish flu made the United States military a little slower, it did much more damage to Europe. Especially in Germany, although some anti-viral oral liquids were bought from the French and British through smuggling and other means, the quantity is quite limited and the price is even more outrageous. Therefore, it does not have much impact on the whole situation, at best it is only an insurance for the lives of those Junker military nobles or capitalists. Later, Adolf Hitler declared in his anti-Semitic propaganda that during the war, during the Spanish flu epidemic, the imperial intelligence personnel risked their lives and obtained a lot of special medicines for the Spanish flu from the enemy-Mike Downer's antiviral oral liquid, but these life-saving drugs fell into the hands of the damned Jews. So these unpatriotic Jews immediately used this to make a fortune and raise the price of medicine to an unimaginable level. As a result, the soldiers who fought bravely on the front line did not get these life-saving drugs at all. But the medicine fell into the hands of the assholes in which countries, and even until the end of the war, there was still a large amount of surplus...

The Spanish flu epidemic caused nearly one million deaths to Germans. And because the Spanish flu has a very high death rate among young adults (most of the people who died from the Spanish flu in history were young adults), it caused a much heavier blow than any previous battle. In contrast, the United States, as well as the United Kingdom and France, have more drugs, so the loss is smaller than in history. For example, in the United States, during the entire Spanish flu epidemic, less than 300,000 people died. , Compared with history, almost three-quarters less death. Compared with the original history, the number of deaths in France has decreased by nearly one-fifth. Only in the British Empire, the number of deaths has not changed much in history. It is still at least about 1,500 to 16 million, but Although India is a part of the British Empire, it is difficult to say whether Indians are considered British. If Indians are excluded, the number of deaths of authentic British people has dropped significantly.

...

"The war will be over soon. The good days of the war will also be over." At the family meeting, after Grey Stone gave a report on the situation in the last month, Scrooge spoke, "Ge Leston, what do you think we should do after the war is over?"

"Dad, shrinkage after the war is inevitable. It is almost impossible to make money like this," Grey Stone replied, "I am ready to divest some non-core assets. In addition, the reconstruction of Europe should also have certain business opportunities. But I guess it is difficult for us to get too many opportunities in this market. The British and French will not leave such opportunities to us. Of course, necessary Efforts should be made. In addition, I believe that the French will definitely seek comprehensive and severe restrictions on Germany after the war. The British may turn to oppose the excessive weakening of Germany-this is the European crap. The response is fully automatic. But on this issue, I think France will be in a dominant position. After all, France and Germany border, and France will definitely have land rights. So I think we can strengthen technology with them after Germany is defeated. Cooperation. Considering that in the postwar period, the Germans must have had a very difficult life. We had better seize this opportunity to pack up their science and technology personnel and bring them all to us. Dad, what do you think? What are my thoughts?"

"Basically, it is feasible. In addition, there is one thing you have overlooked. That is Russia." Scrooge said. Then he glanced at Catherine and found that she was dozing with her head down. Now that she is very old and poorly energetic, it is difficult to stay focused throughout the meeting as before. But compared to Carol, she is considered very good. In the past six months, Carol's concentration and memory have dropped to a complete mess. According to the doctor's diagnosis, he is afraid that he is suffering from Alzheimer's. Of course, he will naturally not participate in family meetings anymore.

"Catherine! Catherine! We are going to talk about Russia!" Scrooge raised his voice.

"What?" Catherine woke up temporarily. To be honest, if it hadn't been because today's meeting would involve Russia, and therefore Dana, she would not have come to this meeting at all. She hadn't been there for several months. Attend such a meeting."Dad, Russia is too far away, and our strength can't reach anywhere. We can do only limited." Grey Stone said, he was worried, whether Own's father had forgotten some of his own statements about the limits of strength.

"If we want to subvert the Russian revolution, then our strength is indeed not enough. But if we want to stand on the side of the Bolsheviks in Russia, then our strength is very meaningful." Scrooge said, "Britain and France are also extremely tired. , It is impossible for them to vigorously intervene in Russia. The anti-Bolshevik forces in Russia seem not small, but the organization is chaotic, and the leaders are all visionless fools, not to mention that compared with the entire upper Bolsheviks, it is Dana alone is better than any of them. Therefore, the Bolshevik victory in Russia is inevitable, and they will be isolated by the whole of Europe after the victory. At present, no country in the world can completely fail. Communicate with the outside world. I think those Bolsheviks are definitely willing to have some business dealings with us. At that time, their big construction will definitely bring us a lot of benefits."

"But Dad, they are against us..." Grey Stone said.

"They want to oppose, and they also oppose the guys in Europe first. In a sense, for a long period of time in the future, all the forces that can cause trouble in Europe are forces worth supporting. It is us who make money. The first threat is Europe. Such a good thing cannot be found under the lantern. After the war, we must maintain goodwill towards Germany and Bolshevik Russia, support them, and help them. Maybe one day, they will help. We’re smashing the whole of Europe. Well, Donald, after the war, you find a time to accompany me to contact the Bolsheviks, especially Dena. This will be the last big deal of my life."

...

July 1919, Ukraine.

The day passed, but the thunderstorm never came down. The night in Ukraine is therefore extremely humid and sultry. Because the dark clouds covered the moon, the prison naturally appeared darker. In this darkness, the iron door of the prison opened. Several white soldiers stood at the door with rifles with bayonets, and an officer held one. With a flashlight, while shaking it inwardly, he shouted: "Varia Ivanovna, come out!"

Dena stood up and patted the dust on her skirt. A hand suddenly grabbed her arm: "Valia, don't go, they will kill you..."

Although I can't see who it is, I can tell from the voice that this is the young man with pale freckles all over his face. So she turned her head and smiled over there, although in the dark, she knew that no one could see this smile at all.

"Sergey, whoever should come will come. Well, if I'm fine, I will have to test your trigonometric function tomorrow." Dena's voice was very calm, so calm that she herself was surprised.

At this time, the light beam of the flashlight suddenly hit Dena's face. The strong light shining on her couldn't open her eyes, and she had to raise her arms to cover it.

"Valia, Ivanovna?" the white army officer asked. He still has some impressions of this woman. These days, this woman has been teaching mathematics to the imprisoned poor boys in prison. Maybe, she thinks these poor boys will need these things in the future. But the officer knew that this was actually useless. Because as far as he knew, the army was about to withdraw from the city, and before that, all the people in it would be cleared, no exception.

"Yes." Dena replied, and gently freed her hand from her arm. Then fumbled towards the door. The officer pressed the light beam of the flashlight down a bit, as if he wanted to help her light up the road ahead.

The officer stood at the door and waited for Dena to walk in front of him. He raised the flashlight and took a picture of Dena’s face, and then took another picture of the photo in his hand. It seemed to be comparing the picture with Dena herself.

"Valya Ivanovna," the officer said, "please follow me."

Dena knew what it generally meant to be walking with a group of white army officers with bayonet-mounted rifles on such a night. Generally speaking, this means that "Valya Ivanovna" will be added to the always list. From then on, there will be no "Valya Ivanovna" in the world. It's like there was no "Dana MacDonald" long ago in the world. No, it's not the same. After Dena disappeared, there was "Valya Ivanovna", "Valya Ivanovna" disappeared, and there would be nothing else. Yes, there is nothing, no records, no tombstones, no...no heaven and The Underworld.

Dena raised her hand to tidy her hair, and said, "Lead the way ahead."

...

It's just not the same as Dena imagined. She was not taken to a certain wilderness, and then ordered to dig a pit or something for herself first, but was taken to a building. The officer left a few soldiers outside, took her upstairs, walked outside a door, and then said to Dena: "Ms. Valia Ivanovna, someone wants to see you. You. You can go in."

Dena was a little surprised. She hesitated for a while, then gently pushed the door, and the door opened. Dena saw a man sitting under the electric light by the fireplace in the room. The man was wearing a hat with a wide brim. The brim of the hat blocked the light, which made his face completely dark.

The officer motioned to Dena to walk in. So Dena walked in, and the officer followed.

"Sir, I brought you Ms. Valya Ivanovna." The officer said, "Is there anything else you need to order?"

"Ah, very good, thank you. No need, you can go out and bring me the door by the way." The man said, inferring from the man's voice that he should be an old man.

"Good sir." The officer saluted the man, then turned and left.

"You are..." Dena's voice trembled a little.

The man stood up, reached out his hand and took off his hat, revealing white hair.

"What's the matter, Dena, I won't be so old that you can't recognize it anymore, am I?" The man said with a smile.

"Scrooge... Scrooge Uncle?" Dena opened her eyes wide.

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