Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 233 Party Whip
The German Communist Party is good at everything, except that it has too many meetings.

In addition to the monthly general congress, there are also weekly report exchanges between branch ministers and party leaders.In addition to the speeches made by the leaders of the headquarters, the twelve branch ministers will report in detail on the completion of various tasks in their districts and the completion progress of various plans in each meeting.There will be rankings every time, and there will be comparisons every time. Those who rank higher will be praised and rewarded, while those who rank lower will be criticized and punished.

The pressure of competition within the party is very high. Every branch minister is working hard and hard, but none of them relaxes. They all know that there are countless people below who have been peeping at their positions and trying to do everything possible. Way to pull them down.

After all, all tasks are arranged and planned by the headquarters, and then sent directly to each branch, and assigned by the head of the branch.With the status and rights of the branch chief, if the operation is good, the speed of earning merit points will be several times faster than that of ordinary members. In many cases, even the members of the headquarters cannot be compared with them.

Today is also a routine headquarters meeting.

Party leader and Headquarters Adolf Hitler, Deputy Headquarters Klose Miloslav, Chief of Staff Matt Damon, Clerk Eva Braun, and twelve branch ministers gathered together, as usual, in the Headquarters is conducting today's meeting.

No, there are some differences from usual.Although their tone was calm when they were giving reports or answering inquiries, their eyes were a little erratic.From time to time, I would raise my head and sneak a glance in a certain direction.

What they peeked at was not the three giants at the headquarters, but the branch chiefs with the same status as them.It was the Ziller branch chief in charge of the Pankow district, sitting second from the left.

The head of Qi Le's branch is a young man, not very old, and his original personality is also very out-of-the-way, cynical, and likes to hang out with the three religions and all kinds of people on Cui Liu Street.But now, he behaved calmly, like a shrewd and capable man.He made a powerful report: "In the past week, we have completed a total of 115 tasks in Pankow District, 15% more than the progress planned by the headquarters. In addition, we have also thwarted two despicable disturbances by the Sorbs. There are Surprisingly, three large-scale parades were successfully held. We have effectively expanded.”

The branch ministers reported one after another, and the big shots at the headquarters also commented and guided as usual. Finally, the meeting came to an end.

"Okay, today's meeting is over here, please make persistent efforts, properly arrange the work tasks for the next week, and continue to contribute to the development of our German Communist Party!" Deputy Headquarters Klose said Concluding remarks.

As usual, everyone should pack up their things at this time and prepare to go back, but today, no one moved, everyone sat in their original positions, watching their noses and hearts, and pretending to organize the report documents in their hands , but I couldn't organize it well for half a day.

Finally, in the anticipation of everyone, Ziller Branch Minister stood up, firmly and powerfully, and walked in front of the party leader Mr. Adolf.

His tone was full of suppressed excitement, and his voice was full of trembling that could not be concealed: "Dear Mr. Party Leader, after last week's hard work, I have accumulated 5000 merit points. I think, here, I will formally apply for exchange for martial arts. ! Redeem for that "Knife of the Wind: The Song of Autumn"!"

"Did you bring the application?" Adolf said calmly.

"Bring it," Ziller Division Chief's excitement and tension had overflowed into his throat, and his voice was a little distorted.

With trembling hands, he handed over the carefully crafted application with clear handwriting and flat paper in a very respectful manner.

"Oh, I don't care about the exchange of martial arts. Comrade Matt is responsible for them. You just leave them to Comrade Matt." Adolf smiled, but he didn't take the thin piece of paper.

Zhang Ang sighed, stood up, took the light and thin paper that seemed to weigh a thousand catties, briefly scanned it, then patted the shoulder of the head of the Qi Le branch, and said: "Okay, follow me Let me do it."

After leading him through the long aisle and out of the headquarters house, Zhang Ang stopped, turned to him and asked, "By the way, you know the rules of exchanging martial arts, have you arranged all the work in the branch? "

"Ann has made arrangements. I have arranged for Comrade Ron to temporarily replace me when I don't live." Division Chief Ziller replied without hesitation.

"Ron, that's good, let's go out of the city directly." Zhang Ang turned his head away again.

"Out of the city?" Zi Le's sub-divisional chief was a little surprised.

"Of course, such an important thing as teaching martial arts, do you think it will be held in the city? What if you are caught by the gendarmerie?" Zhang Ang asked back.

"Okay, I understand." Facing the chief of staff who was not very open on weekdays and he was not very familiar with, the head of the Qi Le branch chose to lower his eyebrows and keep his mouth shut.

The two remained silent all the way and left the city.The checkpoint inspection at the gate of the city had been withdrawn long ago, and the two of them were not stopped in any way.After repeatedly confirming that no one was following him, Zhang Ang took the head of the Qi Le branch to a remote farm outside the city, passed by rows of small houses that had been emptied, and led him into the original big granary of the farm.

The big granary was empty, only a few bales of hay and a few cloth bags piled up in the corner.

"Are you sure you want to redeem "Knife of the Wind: The Song of Autumn"?" Zhang Ang closed the door of the granary while making the final confirmation to Division Chief Qi Le.

"Yes, my lord, I'm sure!" Qi Le's branch chief was decisive, and he seemed to have made a deliberate and deliberate decision: ""Sword Secret Technique: Blazing Flame" needs specific internal strength to cooperate to exert its greatest power. I don't have the ability to exchange for internal strength cheats. I decided to improve my strength as soon as possible!"

"That's good." Zhang Ang didn't talk nonsense, groped in his arms a few times, and handed over the not-so-thick book.

Division Chief Qi Le couldn't bear the excitement anymore. He was breathing heavily, his eyes were piercing, staring straight at the secret book of saber techniques, and he stretched out his hands impatiently.

Fortunately, he still maintained a trace of rationality, and he also knew some etiquette of superiority and inferiority. While receiving the cheat book, he repeatedly thanked and promised: "Thank you, sir. I will definitely work hard and practice hard! I will do my best for our party. Greater contribution!"

"You have a week, and there are straw, food, and water over there. During this time, you will stay here all the time, practicing knife skills, and don't go out of this granary, understand?" Zhang Ang ordered. "At this time next week, I will come to take back the cheats and take you away, understand?"

"Understood, understood, I don't go anywhere, I just focus on practicing swordsmanship, and I don't go anywhere!" Branch Chief Qi Le carefully held the secret book and reassured.

"Oh, yes, eat this." Zhang Ang seemed to suddenly remember something, took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, and poured out a brown pill.

"This is?" Division Chief Ziller looked a little puzzled and a little scared.

"Some necessary guarantee measures to prevent you from betraying the organization in the future, or passing on the secret manual to others in private." Zhang Ang said coldly, "I think, you should understand that if you gain something, you must give something. This The door knife technique didn't just fall from the sky."

"I understand." Branch Chief Qi Le took a few deep breaths, trembling, took the elixir in Zhang Ang's hand, without looking at it, and threw it into his mouth at once.

"This?" Division head Qi Le only felt a warm current burst out in his dantian after taking the pill, which made him feel very comfortable.

"Sit down cross-legged, luck!" Zhang Ang's cold voice came.

Division head Qi Le sat down cross-legged without hesitation, and began to use the internal strength passed down in his family as instructed.

Zhang Ang walked behind him, took out another porcelain bottle from his chest, and poured some liquid into his palm. After a while, the air in his palm evaporated, turning the liquid into a piece of ice as thin as a cicada's wing.

With a sudden slap, he slapped branch chief Qi Le on the back, and slapped the ice flake into his body.

"This is you?" Division Chief Ziller was a little confused.

Zhang Ang didn't have time to explain to him, and said coldly again: "Don't talk nonsense, keep practicing!"

Zhang Ang's internal energy penetrated into his body, helping him dissolve the medicine in his dantian, and after a while, branch chief Qi Le's body was wetted a lot.

Zhang Ang slowly recuperated, and the head of the Qi Le branch also opened his eyes and stood up: "What did you feed me?"

"It's just a kind of poison. It will happen once a year. If someone uses a special method to protect it, it can increase internal strength." Zhang Ang simply explained.

"Then..." Zi Le's subdivision seemed a bit tangled: "What if there is no one to support you?"

"Then the itching all over the body will intensify and the pain will increase every day. It will increase for ninety-nine and 81 days, and then gradually decrease. After 81 days, it will increase again, and it will go on and on forever." Zhang Ang simply concluded: "You Don’t worry too much, it’s just that life is better than death.”

Barely swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the head of the Qi Le branch solemnly assured again: "Don't worry! I will never betray the organization, please be sure."

"Okay, let's go practice." Zhang Ang interrupted his loyalty, "I'll come back in a week!"

After all, he went straight out of the warehouse.

Silently, Zhang Ang jumped onto the roof of the granary, lay on it, and looked at the cold moon at night in a trance.

In the past few months, the development momentum of the party has been very good. Branches have been formed one by one, and they have been in contact with the branches in other cities again, and the number of members has been increasing. When the head of the Ziller branch returns a week later, presumably There will be a wave of explosive growth, and everything is going in a good direction.

However, Zhang Ang's heart is still very depressed, not because of the poison in his body, the poisonous smoke has been dispelled by him for so many years, and even the original internal force has been sharpened a lot, allowing him to relax Song broke through the original bottleneck, advanced to the realm of the grand master, and slowly accumulated strength, presumably in a few months, he could try to hit the realm of the venerable.

It's just that he was a little worried, worried about whether it was right to do what he did. Driving people away with profit is naturally an extremely effective method, but it will undoubtedly not last long. There are still few people and the scene can still be controlled, etc. If it really develops and grows, it will become thousands of people, even tens of thousands, tens of thousands of people, all kinds of people, good and bad, with different qualities, and it will be difficult to control and master at that time.

Just like now, according to the original estimate, it is impossible for someone to accumulate so many merit points so quickly.But this Qi Le, relying on his status as the head of the branch, withheld most of the high-value tasks and left them for himself to do, relying on this method to accumulate quick merit points.

In fact, the rewards of tasks fluctuate. For example, for a speech, it is 1 to 10 merit points. The headquarters will send judges to mix in the crowd to see the effect of the speech and rate the speaker. It is like a speech genius like Adolf, who is not in good condition. When it is good, I will also get some 7 points and 8 points.But this Ziller, somehow, used some method to bribe those judges, causing him to get 9 or 10 points for each mission, leading him to be the first every time, and there are other rewards.In just over three months, he had accumulated 5000 points, which almost made Zhang Ang's preparations a little too late.

Zhang Ang naturally knew about these things. After all, there were quite a few people who tipped the news, made small reports, and sent anonymous letters. After a little confirmation, he would know what was going on.

However, Zhang Ang and Adolf discussed several times, but they did not decide to deal with him.

First of all, he didn't do too much, he didn't make any principled mistakes, he worked very hard, and he completed those tasks well, and he did make a great contribution to the party.

Secondly, after all, he is one of the first batch of old members, and also the one with the highest merit point. If he is punished, it will be difficult for others to think about it.They will suspect that the entire merit point system is fake. Once there are more merit points, they will find ways to kill them, so as not to fulfill their promises.

Thirdly, in fact, their senior management is not clean. Adolf treats him well. The key point is that he has been fighting fiercely with that Aiwa recently. Although Zhang Ang reminded him, he restrained himself a little.But on weekdays, he still takes care of that Aiwa in every possible way, and often deliberately gives her some tasks that are more meritorious and easy to do, and other things are also opened to her.

Fourth, even if Zhang Ang wanted to take care of it, he was not sure how to control it to a good degree. The mistakes they made were minor mistakes, not big mistakes, like Adolf, who was still the leader of the party on the face of it.How should the punishment be appropriate?This is difficult to grasp.

Alas, it's really not easy to do anything. It would be great if I could have someone to advise and share the burden.

Zhang Ang misses Albert a little bit. Although Albert is not extremely smart, he has always been well-informed, and he is from aristocratic background. He should have heard about these things, so he can provide some advice.

The most important thing is that there is still a lack of someone who can be completely trusted. Even though a contract of never betraying has been signed with Adolf, the relationship between the two is still more like a cooperative relationship than a close partner.

Listening to the whistling sound of the long knife waving in the granary, Zhang Ang thought quietly.

How should these problems be solved?Although these are still small problems now, once the organization grows, these problems may become big problems, even fatal problems, and become the source of their organization's disintegration!
Zhang Ang closed his eyes, how did those revolutionary ancestors do it?
After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Ang suddenly opened his eyes.

right!Just relying on me, no matter how good my martial arts is, it is impossible to monitor everyone!Take care of everything!

I need to start an organization!A watchdog!A disciplinary committee!An independent organization that implements the party program, enforces party discipline, and ensures party purity and discipline!

One that is only under my control, that I hold tightly in my hand, the party whip!

(End of this chapter)