Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

In the afternoon, Yannick came to the Krupp Arsenal building.

The founder of Krupp was Alfred Krupp Sr. The cannons he produced enabled Bismarck to defeat Austria and France in the mid-19th century. Since then, he has become a pillar of the German Communist Party and has been favored by the country's highest authorities.

It’s just that the Krupp family is short of men. When the second-generation president of Krupp, Friedrich Alfred Krupp, committed suicide due to a homosexual scandal that was exposed in the press, he could only be replaced by Alfred Krupp. His uncle's granddaughter Berta Krupp came to inherit this huge industrial empire.

In order to prevent the Krupp family business from being in the hands of political opponents, William II personally arranged Berta's marriage. He asked the diplomat Gustav to marry the "Queen of Artillery" and allowed Gustav to add the noble surname Krupp to his name (in short, he became a son-in-law). Berta then gave birth to Alfred Krupp Jr.

Now in charge of the Krupp company is Gustav Krupp. At this time, he had already led others waiting at the gate. When he saw Yannick getting out of the car, he hurried forward to greet him. "Your Highness, your arrival has really made this place shine."

"Mr. Gustav, you and I have really caught up with the good times, haven't we." After saying something that made Gustav confused, Yannick looked at little Alfred Krupp behind Gustav. "Hey, Alfred, long time no see."

"Your Highness." Alfred Krupp Jr. is two years younger than Yanik. He is a handsome young man.

"I heard that you went to Poland. How was it there?"

"To be honest, it's not very good, Your Highness." Little Alfred smiled bitterly. “The facilities there are relatively backward and most of them need to be updated.”

Yannick laughed. "It's normal to fall behind. If they are more advanced than us, then we are the ones who deserve to be beaten. Update them as soon as possible and produce them as soon as possible. After all, the use period of those prisoners of war is only three years."

This time they captured more than 1 million Polish soldiers. Of course, Yanik would not let them sit idle in the prison camp and waste precious food in vain, and distributed these prisoners to factory and company entrepreneurs who were willing to produce in Poland.

Little Alfred hesitated and whispered. "Your Highness, forcing prisoners of war to do heavy manual labor is a violation of the Geneva Conventions."

Yannick said disapprovingly. "I didn't force them, they did it voluntarily. They enjoy the same eight-hour working day as German workers. We provide them with food and accommodation, and pay them wages. How is this different from normal work?"

Little Alfred couldn't help but be stunned. "Your Highness, do you want us to pay them normal wages?" What kind of prisoners are these? They are simply hired workers.

Yannick nodded. "I was just about to tell you about this. Yes, I intend to ask you to pay wages to the working prisoners of war. But the wage standard is only one-quarter of that of ordinary workers." The current minimum wage for German workers is 200 per month Reichsmark, so the salary of a prisoner of war is almost 50 Reichsmarks.

In 1939 of the original time and space, the Soviet Union and Germany carved up Poland. In 1941, the Soviet-German War broke out and Germany completely occupied Poland. By 1944, the average wage of Polish employees was 20 marks per month. The price of pork on the black market is more than 200 marks per kilogram, which means that a Polish person can buy two kilograms of pork with a year's salary.

Not only that, the restaurant of a torpedo manufacturing factory outside Warsaw is divided into two aisles: Germans and Poles. If you arrive late, leave early, drop your tools on the ground, chat or smoke during work hours, you will be kicked and kicked immediately, and then locked up. The confinement room lasts for more than 24 hours.

Polish farmers were forced to hand over their land to their German neighbors, as well as 160,000 German immigrants from Ukraine. They arrived in Warsaw with no clothes on, and within a few months they had hundreds of acres of land and a group of hired workers. The former Polish landowners had to squeeze into the shabby houses where German farmworkers lived. They had to work 12 hours a day, and any unauthorized outings would be punished with the harshest penalties. One day, a German suddenly remembered what his Polish neighbor said many years ago: "Why do you always speak German, and you are not in Berlin?" So he sent his neighbor to the Dachau death camp.

Poles were not allowed to enter shops, parks, gardens, were not allowed to ride trams on weekends, were not allowed to ride in cars at any time, and Polish schools were almost completely closed, the Polish governor at the time said. "It's enough for their children to learn to count to 100."

In Yannick's opinion, this kind of ruling method is so stupid that anyone who uses it will have the idea of ​​resisting. You can't get rid of them all. The wave of resistance will become more frequent, and uprisings will occur one after another in various places. Isn't this simply adding to your own troubles?

"This is the empire's century-old plan. If anyone feels that he is taking credit for his greatness, can he deceive the superiors and conceal the superiority of others? I don't mind asking his family to live in a concentration camp and continue to serve the empire." The common people are the people who are easily satisfied with anything in the world. As long as they have basic necessities, food, housing and transportation. If you are well, you will not have the heart to rebel.

Gustav Krupp, who was following him, spoke hurriedly. "Please rest assured, Your Highness, the Krupp family's loyalty to you is evident from day to day. They will never compromise on your orders."

"Of course I still know that. Alfred, do you know Marx?"

Little Alfred hesitated and asked. "Are you talking about the Karl Marx who wrote 'Das Kapital'?"

"Yes, I remember a sentence in Capital, 'If there is a 100% profit, the capitalists will take risks; if there is a 200% profit, the capitalists will flout the law; if there is a 300% profit , then the capitalists will trample everything in the world!'. I have given you enough profits, I hope you will not be greedy and swallow the elephant."

The father and son hurriedly nodded in agreement, and Yannick continued to give instructions. "The wages of those prisoners of war cannot be delayed or deducted; they must be treated if they are sick. Guards will be stationed in each factory for supervision. If there are any disobedient, trouble-making thorns among the prisoners of war, they will be handed over to the prison guards. The guards will handle it. Rewards for good performance, such as arranging meetings with family members, etc."

After some exhortations, Yannick mentioned the purpose of his trip. "I won't say any more nonsense. Are you ready for what I want to see?" He emphasized this. If someone really wanted to live and die, he would have no choice but to throw them into a concentration camp.

"Everything is ready and can start at any time." Gustav replied hurriedly.

Yannick nodded. "Then waste time, go and see now!"

"Your Highness, please."

The group of people came to an open experimental field, walked to the observation platform nearby, and saw an 88 mm caliber anti-aircraft gun not far away. A standard artillery team is busy around the artillery.

Gustav asked respectfully. "Your Highness, can we start?" Seeing Yannick nodding, he turned around and waved downwards.

"Load!" Following the loud command of the artillery team leader, an armor-piercing projectile was pushed into the barrel.

"Aim!"

"Fire!"

"boom!"