Four-dimensional space

  On June 22, 2011, the sun rose very early.

  Mosques in Kazan, Russia, Orthodox churches and Buddhist temples are bathed in morning light.

  Chinese student Li De got out of Kazan Federal University and hailed a taxi on Kremlin Street. "To the airport," Li De squeezed out these few words from his hoarse throat, then took out mineral water and bread.

  Last night he was online all night, and for breakfast, he just had to make do. If he had known in advance that this would be his last breakfast in modern society, he would have come to roast a goose no matter what.

  Lee De sat on the An-148 jet airliner. He took out a map and stared at Smolensk, where there were two vastly different memorials: the Memorial to the Heroes of the Fatherland War and the Katyn Memorial.

  The middle-aged Russian sitting next to him looked up from his book: "A Caucasian?"

  "Chinese." Li De replied, stroking his sculpted high nose.

  "Oh, China's Mount Fuji is beautiful." After dropping this fart, he buried his head in his book again.

  Li was taken aback and glanced at the "middle-aged man", inadvertently catching a glimpse of the book in his hand, which was titled "Einstein and Four-Dimensional Space".

  The plane's radio broadcast a pleasant female voice: "Today is June 22, 2011. Seventy years ago today, Nazi Germany tore up the Soviet-German Non-Aggression Pact and declared war on the Soviet Union..."

  Li De glanced at the middle-aged Russian sitting next to him, who was still engrossed in that book with a distracted expression.

  The journey was dull and Li De had nothing better to do, so he asked: "What is four-dimensional space?"

  He suddenly became excited and immediately explained with a flourish: "Four-dimensional space refers to the space that does not include time, it is believed that in addition to the three-dimensional space that people are familiar with, there is another dimension of space that people do not know exists at all. It is right next to us, existing as concretely as 'length', 'width' and 'height', but it is extremely difficult to perceive..."

  "Nonsense, what else is there to study? It's better to review the poor history and geography knowledge, so as not to make a fool of oneself." He curled his lip in disdain.

  The flight attendant brought drinks, and Li De's stomach suddenly churned up. The bottle of mineral water he drank this morning must have been tap water. Damn it, even Russians fake things. He undid his seatbelt to go to the bathroom, and the person behind him was still talking: "For example, ants are in a two-dimensional space, their heads are just a black mass."

  Suddenly, a metallic cutting-like whistling sound rang out, and the plane suddenly rolled up and down like a roller coaster, with people screaming like they were on a roller coaster. The lights flickered on and off, he covered his ears with both hands, shouting hoarsely.

  The plane was tumbling through the air like a kite with a broken string, and the foul air from the toilet swirled around him. His head hit the door, which opened, and he saw the sky filled with dazzling aurora borealis. He was sucked into a rapidly spinning vortex of colors in the air...

  ……

  A armored train lay on its side in the thick fog of fine rain, the armored car was shrouded in fierce flames and thick smoke. Li De first smelled the pungent smell of paint and the scent of charred bodies, his face felt scorching hot, he opened his eyes to find himself lying in a small room with steel walls on all sides, the sound of gunfire and explosions was incessant. His whole body felt weak, his hands trembling as he tried to get up.

  "You're hurt, young man." A slightly hoarse voice came over. Li De's hands were shaking, his whole body was trembling like a sieve, his teeth chattering, and his legs numb.

  "Don't be nervous, young man. I am Adolf Hitler. Welcome, messenger from heaven." Still the same ghostly voice.

  Li De was about to faint. Studying this person every day, but when he actually stood in front of him, he was so scared that he thought he was a good dragon's Ye Gong.

  He was calm due to extreme shock, and stunned with fear. He mustered up the courage to lift his head, and that most familiar stranger was lying in a pool of blood by the iron gate, with a bullet hole the size of a fist on his chest, from which fresh blood was flowing profusely.

  Li De was at a loss, no kidding, it's really Hitler. Nature has gone haywire, time and space are all messed up, and that damn guy saw the scene in that damn book he read, and he actually encountered it. He really regretted not going to grab the 5 million yuan grand prize.

  He gazed at the war maniac in front of him, wondering if he should bandage his wound. Hitler waved his hand: "This is a 12.7mm bullet, it only has a small hole when it enters, but it takes out a big piece from behind. Let's not waste time, I want to give Germany to you, don't faint yet, listen to me finish..."

  "Where is this? How did I get here?" Li De asked hastily.

  Hitler motioned for him to get up, and Lide saw a large patch of fresh blood on the door. He was covered in blood. Indeed, he was a "superman" who could still speak after losing so much blood. He said to Lide, whose mind was a complete blank:

  "You came from heaven, flew in through the window, are a substitute sent by God." Hitler gasped, his neck stretched out, and spat out a mouthful of blood, saying desperately:

  "You remember what I said, you have three endings: First, you let others see through, you are killed, and then they fight each other for power and profit. Second, you pretend to be good, but in your actions, you go against the Party's major policy guidelines, that is to say, you do not maintain the interests of the group, and you are overthrown by others. This is similar to the first situation I mentioned earlier, the ending is still national turmoil, you also lose your life, and my reputation is damaged."

  The door outside was stuck due to deformation and wouldn't stop knocking.

  "What about the third one?" Li De asked hastily, feeling a bit uneasy after hearing it.

  Hitler nodded his head in approval and said slowly, "The third is that you lead Germany to victory and fulfill my lifelong wish. You must pay special attention to this: the so-called Führer is actually a representative of the ruling class, even if I, Hitler, deviate from the party's creed, those who hold real power, the party leaders, and the generals with powerful armies will also overthrow me."

  "There is also assassination." He added, and regretted it as soon as the words were out of his mouth, for Hitler's body suddenly convulsed, and he stretched out his right hand to him.

  Li De was suddenly filled with sorrow and regret. The generation of heroes seemed to be really coming to an end. He suddenly came to a realization, and loudly said: "I'll do as you say, I swear."

  Hitler's eyes pierced through the steel shell, as if looking at a distant place, using his last strength to shout: "My German Third Empire..." This cry took his life, and a generation of heroes died with a smile.

  Lee had many things to ask and he wanted to tell the dictator that he absolutely disagreed with the massacre of Jews.

  He also wanted to ask Aiwa what to do? Suddenly laughed at his own childishness: taking a male one is still afraid of not becoming a mother's?

  He quickly undressed and changed, he carried Hitler to the bed, took off his pants, checked if he had only one testicle as rumored outside - not just out of curiosity, but mainly to deal with Eva.

  A burst of Russian 120mm mortar shells hit the window. The explosion ignited a large fire in the small iron room, and Li De was roasted by the fierce flames, with hundreds of ants crawling on his face. Another explosion blew open the iron door, he opened his eyes covered with blood, several people carried him out of the small iron house, just walked a few steps, another explosion came from behind, the shockwave lifted him up and slammed him hard against the opposite armor plate, he felt like a piece: "My nose is gone."

  He was carried down to the armored train like hell, in the last trace of consciousness, as if he saw Hitler standing at the window, gazing at him with deep meaning, slowly waving his hand, and then a flash of fire, the train exploded into countless fragments...