Blackstone Code Chapter 1520: Smooth landing
Two weeks passed quickly.
The balloting stations across the country were packed and sent to Bupen by train, and the votes will be counted in Bupen.
The workload is slightly larger, but it is not impossible to complete. Considering the current situation, the working group has increased some people.
The entire process will take approximately three days and will be completed by January 2nd.
This winter is still as cold as ever, and people are still discussing the election and who will eventually become the new president.
Whether it's the old Mr. President, or the candidate awaiting the outcome, or whoever.
New TV shows, new hosts, and new TV series are constantly appearing, all of which can make people find some fun to pass the time in the cold winter.
Coming back from get off work every day, lying on the soft sofa, enjoying the warmth, watching TV, there is nothing happier than this!
Anyway, it's a happy New Year for the Commonwealth.
Maybe it's because they've adapted to the cold winter, but people don't think it's unacceptable, it's just cold.
But in the north, the cold has become a deadly thing.
Far away in Marilo, the whole world seems to be white.
It's even hard for people to see outside the window, because the temperature difference between indoor and outdoor can cause water mist on the window, and this water mist can quickly freeze into ice outside in extremely freezing weather.
Even if the temperature inside some houses is so high that the windows will not be frozen, everything outside the windows is still white. .
The wind blows violently. In the environment of minus tens of degrees, the wind is like the scythe of the **** of death. Anything with moisture in the body will be frozen almost instantly!
Even if people wear thick clothing and use the fur of other animals to keep out the cold, it's hard for them to survive outside.
Too cold!
Someone risked this, and it didn't take long for their feet to freeze black and necrotic, and Marillo's winter was a disaster for the people who lived here.
Only when these storms stop can people leave the house and take a look outside.
Further south, the situation is getting better, but only a little bit better, it's still cold, and the most terrifying thing is that people's food needs become a big problem after winter.
It has been three years, but the people of Mariro still have not been able to store enough food for winter before winter comes, because for people in the north, the winter is too long.
A large number of refugees have gathered on the border between Mariro and the Commonwealth, all of whom have fled from the north.
They want to go to the Commonwealth. In their perception, the Commonwealth is a warm, rich country.
Even the homeless can live well, have cigarettes, beer, food and drink, and go to the hospital when they are sick, without worrying that they will be taken from the same unknowingly when they do not know. Killed by bullets flying from somewhere.
Or one night without noticing a change in the weather, it was frozen into a popsicle.
A large number of refugees want to find opportunities to smuggle to the Federation every day, but the recent situation is a bit complicated. The Federation has not only dispatched additional border patrols, but also built some fort walls not far from the border.
This has made the Marillos even more apprehensive and uneasy, and all kinds of true and false rumors are mixed in this growing group.
In fact, what is even more amazing is that the racial conflict that Marilo has always been unable to resolve has finally been perfectly resolved at this moment, under another situation that threatens everyone's lives.
Here, whether it's a Marillo or a Marori, they can mix together, no one hates each other, attacks each other.
Because they know very well that hating and attacking each other at this time will not bring them any benefit, but will lead to greater unpredictable danger.
"Have you heard?", in a small tent temporarily built with wood and some clothes and quilts, a guy shivered and got in.
As soon as he came in, someone else asked him this question. Do you hear that?
It's a small group, and the guy sitting in the tent is called Rekatos, and he's a true Mallory.
It used to be a small warlord's squad leader, but as the winter became more and more difficult, the lack of materials and various reasons, the small warlord group collapsed.
It wasn't just his little warlord group that collapsed, but now all of Mariro, and smaller groups, are doomed.
Even for those big warlords, life is not easy. The winter is long and cold. They have to ensure not only their own living problems, but also the winter problems of the people under their command.
Otherwise, as soon as people run away, they will soon have no one under them.
A great warlord with no one to use is a deep sin in an environment like Mariro where there is almost no law!
A warlord without people, just a moving vault.
The big warlords can still hold on, but the little warlords are completely helpless.
That's the case with Rekatos, the warlords have gone to other countries on their own, leaving them alone, they usually don't have much savings, and they don't have any good way to fight such bad weather.
The only way is to go south.
He is usually more prestigious, and the big guys are willing to follow him. He brought people here.
He asked this person to inquire about going to the Federation.
Gu Zhi
Don't look at the Confederate borders that seem to be full of loopholes, but you don't know where there are patrols hiding somewhere.
Since the number of smugglers suddenly increased the previous year, the Federation has also increased a lot of patrols on the border, and they even heard that those bunker walls are to prevent stowaways.
This also makes many people panic. Once these bunker walls are built, it means that it will be difficult for them to smuggle to the Federation. There have been some firefights recently.
Smugglers continue to be killed and left in front of them, but unfortunately these have not stopped people's determination to go to the Federation, but have deepened.
The young man who came in was shivering with cold, and he sat around the stove for a while before recovering.
"After ten o'clock every night, the patrol will change from a half-hour shift to an hourly shift. If there is a strong wind, it will change to an hour and a half shift. That's our chance."
Reikatos nodded, "Everyone get ready and act tonight."
A subordinate asked, "So soon?"
Rekatos looked at him, causing the questioner to slowly lower his head, avoiding his gaze.
After re-establishing his authority, Rekatos explained, "We can't wait too long, haven't you noticed that there are more and more federal people on the border. If they don't leave now, they will be Too late to go!"
Actually, it's not just Rekatos who is nervous right now, the whole world is in a state of tension.
As the Pengios' sea fortresses were launched one after another, war was almost on the verge of breaking out.
Maybe in a few weeks, in a few months, in a year or two, maybe now!
The Marillos have accumulated a large number of refugees on the Federation. If they have an impact on the Federation's borders and the Pengios brazenly start a war, the Federation's attention may be divided in half.
And the Strategic Command considered whether there was a possibility that maybe the Pengios already had contact with the Mariro government.
Mariro's new president, unlike his father, rarely says anything internationally, let alone thinking about saving the refugees, leaving them to flee on their own.
It feels like there's always a sense of conspiracy.
Once these hundreds of thousands of Marillo armed refugees flood into the federal territory, it will cause a devastating blow to the federal mainland!
Yes, these Marillos are almost all armed, very scary!
So the more refugees there are, the more there are patrols on the border, and even the army, who have to beware of problems that can break out anytime, anywhere.
As the number of people on both sides continued to escalate, the tension also affected some people, as did Rekatos, who was unwilling to wait any longer.
No one here disagrees with his decision, and they all nod their heads.
All but two of the group started to rest in the makeshift tent.
Time passed quickly, and seeing that it was twelve o'clock, these people also woke up one after another.
They ate a little first-
Some tree roots and wild vegetables that can be found nearby are also decreasing. After all, there are too many refugees.
They smashed these things into the pot and boiled them. The boiled things had a strong smell of grass and wood, and it was difficult to swallow.
Those thick and long fibers are like barbed thorns, which are always firmly attached to the throat and esophagus, and they need to be swallowed with leaves before they can be swallowed.
But I have to say that this kind of crude fiber food is really hungry and has a strong sense of satiety.
As soon as the group came out of the tent at night, they found that there were still several groups of people in this temporary camp that were not sleeping.
After they looked at each other for a moment, they understood each other's thoughts, and then sat together in the lead.
From the current point of view, the purpose and interests of these people are the same, and they all want to go to the Federation.
Since the purpose is the same, why not cooperate?
As for who is lucky and who is unlucky, it is up to God.
Maybe everyone can cross the border?
1.30pm~IndoMTL.com~ Mr. President is dreaming that he has achieved his re-election and left an indelible page in federal history-
A ten-year president!
This situation is extremely rare, or difficult to replicate. People will talk about a series of changes in the federal economy, military, politics, culture, and society during his tenure.
He will be the most-paged president in a federal history textbook!
Just as he was receiving congratulations from the world, the phone rang.
He opened his eyes in the dark, looked at the dark ceiling, and sighed suddenly.
Everything good just now was a **** dream!
He got up and answered the phone, put it in his ear, and then he was stunned...
“Large-scale exchange of fire on the border, a regional patrol station was captured, and a large number of Marillos are crossing the border...”