In January 1905, the general strike had lasted for two months in this city. Because no one was working, the city's lamp oil and firewood reserves were nearly exhausted. When night fell, the dark city seemed like a dead city.
Outside the city, the Tsarist Russian army surrounded the largest city in the Transcaucasus. Several gunboats were parked on the Caspian Sea adjacent to the city. In the past few days, news that the Russian army was about to attack the city was spreading in Baku.
, causing people to panic, everyone is waiting for the decision of the strike committee.
In the small building where the former Baku city government was located, the key figures of the National Social Democratic Labor Party who led the strike were sitting around the table, frowning.
"Under the current situation, we must end the strike, otherwise there will be bloodshed!" The speaker was Rapkin, a student from Moscow. He was originally a nobleman. After reading Chernyshevsky's works, he came to pursue his ideals.
The "revolutionary romanticism" in the film, the uncles on the committee all called him "young master" with disdain.
"Comrade Rapkin, Marx said that the future of the proletariat must be created through violent revolution. How can we be afraid of bloodshed?" The speaker was Pengchuk, a sturdy railway worker. "Even today, we fall in a pool of blood.
Our sacrifice will surely bring about a revolutionary upsurge across Russia!"
"However, there is an old saying in China that if you keep green hills, you will not have to worry about having no firewood..."
"You are so cowardly because you have read too many yellow-skinned dog books!" Punchuk slammed his hand on the table and roared to suppress Rapkin's retort.
Just then, others joined the argument:
"I feel that since the gentlemen have partially agreed to our conditions and the strike has achieved a staged victory, we should agree to resume work..."
"Seryozha, what we need is to fight to the end and achieve complete victory, just like the Paris Commune!"
"No……"
Faced with a meeting that was as always mired in arguments that no one could convince, Bekov, the chairman of the strike committee, looked helpless. He turned to look at the secretary-general of the committee who was standing by the window and looking at the dark street scene outside the window without saying a word.
There is a characteristic of the time and space here. Any bottom-up change action and the party that attempts to initiate change will inevitably have the support of some gods who agree with their ideas. The Russian Social Democratic Labor Party is no exception. This organization has widely penetrated
She entered the upper class of Russia and won the support of many goddesses from the lower class.
At this time, it was the secretary-general who supported the strike in Baku and forced the Shenji detachment stationed in the city to retreat. The reason why the strike committee set up the positions of secretary-general and chairman at the same time was because it wanted to give support to the Shenji detachment that supported them.
A "position" that makes sense.
Before joining the Social Democratic Labor Party, the Secretary-General was once considered to be in charge of one of the three Cossack Knights, and was known as the pride of Georgia and the evangelist of the Orthodox Church. After joining the Social Democratic Labor Party, she was captured six times during sieges.
She was captured, and then miraculously escaped six times on the way to the Kazan prison where the goddess was being processed. In order to raise funds for revolutionary activities, she once robbed a bank under the eyes of the guards of St. Petersburg and successfully escaped. These
Funds supported the Social Democratic Labor Party through the difficult years of the first few years of the twentieth century.
Because of her decisiveness, she was given a nickname within the Social Democratic Labor Party: Steel.
This goddess, who was born in a shoemaker family in Georgia, liked this nickname very much, so she randomly matched it with a man's name and gave herself a pseudonym: Joseph Steel.
Now, this name, together with Vladimir Ulyanovna, has been regarded as the two mainstays of the Social Democratic Labor Party.
At this moment, one of the mainstays was looking out the window at the dark city, wondering what she was thinking about. Her favorite naval officer's large cap without a cap badge was in her hand...
Bekov looked at the Secretary-General, and his attention involuntarily shifted to his long chestnut-colored bangs.
By Russian standards, Comrade Steel is definitely an anomaly. She does not have the plump breasts that Slavic women often have, and her body is as slender as those oriental dwarfs. Her chestnut-colored hair has distinctive Eastern European characteristics.
There are obvious differences from the Great Russians. However, Bekov had to admit that Comrade Steel had a strange charm. Her stern expression and resolute eyes made people involuntarily think of the people who laid the foundation of the current Russian Empire.
Heroine among women, Catherine the Great.
Speaking of which, Ekaterina is not a Russian. Does Great Russia always have to rely on foreign women to achieve its rejuvenation?
While Bekov was thinking about all this, the Secretary General, who had been looking out the window, turned around and said softly to the people who were still arguing in the room: "Okay, that's enough."
The whole room fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at the petite figure standing by the window.
"We will fight to the last man, don't be afraid, I am with you."
The radicals headed by Punchuk immediately cheered, while Rapkin and others looked at each other in confusion.
**
"If this continues, we will be beaten to death." After returning to his residence, Rapkin immediately held a meeting with his small group. "The troops outside the city don't have to do anything. As long as they continue to besiege us, we will be cold to death."
In a few days Baku will become a truly dead city."
"Then what should we do?" someone asked in the shadow of the candle.
Rapkin fell into silence for a moment. After a moment, he raised his head as if he had made a lot of determination and said: "Let's contact the army outside the city. Maybe we can use Kaicheng to surrender and give the people of Baku a way to survive. They
If we need workers to work in the oil fields, we will never kill them all."
Rapkin's words caused everyone around the small candlelight to fall into silence.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"who?"
asked the person guarding the door from the wind.
"We found some firewood in the warehouse in the east of the city, and the committee ordered some to be sent to Commissioner Rapkin." The person outside the door replied.
As soon as he heard the firewood, everyone in the room was obviously shaken. They were all very cold and had long wanted to light a fire to warm themselves up. Rapkin looked at his supporters, sighed, and motioned to the lookout.
Open the door.
As a result, as soon as he unlatched the door, the door was kicked away by someone outside. The burly man rushed in, holding a Chinese-made submachine gun and raked the inside of the house. Rapkin's exclamation had just arrived.
He died in the hail of bullets at his throat.
**
In early February 1905, the Baku massacre that shocked the world occurred. Subsequently, demonstrations denounced the government's brutal suppression broke out continuously across Russia, and the influence of the Bolsheviks increased significantly.
By the way, Comrade Iron and Steel successfully broke out of Baku after fighting hard, and then disappeared among the mountains of Transcaucasus.