Fantasy World Transmigration Chapter 114: Dawning Project
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The red iron curtain, from Eastern Europe to Western Europe, from Poland to Denmark, from Romania to Britain, the people of continental Europe, finally recalled the long-lost horror in memory!
The Soviet of Iron and Blood, the Soviet of War and Steel!
When the steel curtain falls from Moscow, when the red flag flying high, rises in the Kremlin, when the steel machine, rumbling, the European bankrupt workers and capitalists, Falling into confusion and fear. Hundreds of millions of people witnessed the roar of the big bald head on the Red Square:
"All power belongs to the Soviets!"
The financial collapse, the currency avalanche, and the unified financial system that the Europeans spent decades building have become a ruin. People living here suddenly find that the ratio of goods in their hands, whether it is Mark or Franc, or It is the pound and the euro, all of which have become a waste of paper.
Shiver!
Under the tracks of the Soviet tank, trembling!
When the smoky smell of steel flew from Stalingrad to Poland, this land, the long-lived nobles, there was nothing to fear, the cold bayonet, the hot barrel and the electromagnetic engine, like A pot of cold water in the cold winter makes these people feel bone cold.
There is no hope, no work, no bread, agricultural products are rotting on the production line, buried deep in the farmland, no energy transportation, no plastic production packaging, and the collapse of the market economy has pulled everyone who tried to save into the abyss. Even heating and electricity are difficult to operate because of lack of conditions.
Europeans have spent the coldest and hungry winter in their lives.
At this moment, the financial industry did not rescue them, nor did the capital operate. The Luxembourgers lost all their assets. The Danes burned stock documents and currency to warm up. The winter of the economic crisis has destroyed all countries without an industrial system. At this moment, despair and confusion. Let them fall into the abyss.
Ukrainians have enjoyed the happiest time in this life, the neatly arranged Soviet army and clone soldiers. Drive them out of the house, stuff them into exoskeleton mechs, and rush into the factory. In the cold winter, they drank the nutrient solution and vodka, and enjoyed the factory drunk. Warm boiler.
No money, no transactions, collective labor and material rationing system, which made Ukrainians tremble under the iron whip and leather boots of the Soviet Union. The small problem of the economic crisis was crushed into scum in the face of a strong system. Known and politicians, hanged neatly in Congress, or tucked into trains and shipped to Siberia. Steel-like rule came here.
Several dozens of nuclear fusion energy power stations were set up on the vast land of the Soviet Union. Tens of millions of tons of seawater were continuously pumped from the three oceans and the four oceans to provide deuterium for nuclear fusion. The magnetized water material is shaped into the best light industrial material under the strong energy supply.
Plasticized water with solid gelatin. The role of plastics and ethylene has been completely replaced, and a large number of light industrial products have been produced in the factory. If there are no machines for light industry, they will be manufactured by heavy industry. There is no transaction. There is no commodity, and there is no need for a market to exist in front of a strong system.
The Soviets spent a lot of time in Moscow, Stalingrad, and Leningrad. Countless large-scale photonic computers were erected to form an absolutely correct and absolutely glorious communist will, which arranged production and development plans.
The Soviet machines produced the mechanical parts that will be used to replace these machines tomorrow, without hesitation and fear of waste, replacing the backward with the advanced, and the weaker with the stronger. Everything is stronger, everything is Soviet.
This kind of steel nerve, this kind of tank-like power, makes the world tremble, but when the airship propelled by electromagnetic fluid is flying high in the Soviet Union, when the spaceships are lined up, this This suffocating force exploded completely in the madness of this nation.
They stopped the world from bb.
Life and death are bearish, just do it if you do n’t agree! On the vast land of the sky, the sea, and the Soviet Union, a new regime showing its powerful muscles has caused the whole world to linger: free and democratic public intellectuals have closed their mouths, trembling under the glory of the system. Liberals around the world finally recalled that nightmare decades ago.
The world trembles under the red flag of the sickle hammer.
The desperate proletarians, on the edge of the abyss, made their last fight. Their enemies were not only the market ships that were about to sink, the Soviet regime, but also the rising communist movements around the world. With more and more advanced scientific and technological levels, productivity and their increasingly uncoordinated production methods are under strong pressure.
The great economic collapse has made all efforts of capital in despair.
At the final juncture, "Operation Dawn" was raised as the last hope of capital. In order to restore everything in the past and regain the vitality of the market, financial experts and capital controllers from various countries held financial talks in London, the European financial heart, to make final efforts to rebuild the financial system.
This is the last hope of the governments of various countries, and it is also the only dawn of the order to restore the glory of the past.
On the streets of London, England, densely guarded posts and troops controlled the city. Numerous naval formations and carrier battle groups were on standby in the English Channel. The ability agencies of various countries, mutant combat troops, arrived in London a month in advance. Stand by. Elites from all over the world gather here to fight for the first line of life for the old dominators.
The glory of the old days has faded. In this country where the sun never sets, here they guard the dawn of the birth of the new world.
The sun in the fog is always rare, even on such an important day, it is gloomy, and even a little rain.
Chen Ang held an umbrella, stepped on standing water, and walked in front of the gloomy policeman. There were no people on the street. The soldiers with dark-faced doves stood on both sides of the street. Rain fell from their faces, occasionally There are several pedestrians who come and go in a hurry, and the figure is also extremely embarrassed. On this depressed street, people like Chen Ang are still very eye-catching.
There are countless monitors who spy on him in the dark, and countless weapons are aimed at him. Humans will never let their last hope be destroyed. But Chen Ang doesn't seem to be aware of this. He is leisurely like a tourist in the Great Depression, before the Great Collapse, lingering on the architecture and attractions of London during the Great Britain.
He supported the walnut railing and stepped up from the steps. His fingertips touched the ancient bronze clock, the complex gear set, and the power source, which gave Big Ben a hint of the old days.
Another bald head, waiting for him in the tower.
When Chen Ang came to the professor, he was looking down on the city, an empty city, with a feeling of depression, the professor ’s voice, and an unspeakable heartache "This world, should not be This is how it should be, and this city should not be like this. It should be full of sunshine, laughter, flowers and happiness. "
The professor looked back and looked at Chen Ang with a deep sorrow: "Peace is hard to come by, and happiness and hope are the same. They are worthy of our careful care. These are also things that I swear to protect. Persevere. I will never allow someone to destroy it for their own selfish desires. "
"You must fight even when you use war?" Chen Ang asked with a smile.
The professor said seriously: "Even if it is a war, I have to protect it, even if I lose more lives, lose my students, and lose my family."
"Then I can answer you, I also have goals and principles, and I will use war and killing to achieve it. In order to achieve it, I will not hesitate to destroy peace and crush happiness, as long as they still have the old breath And shadow is the reason why I broke them. I will shape a new world and achieve my goals. "
The professor bowed his head and said tiredly: "If the old days are your enemies, you should not recast the Soviets. If it is corroded, you should let it grow old. You drag it out of time, and only let this The world, let civilization go backwards. Humans no longer need the next cold war, we do n’t need to dance on the tip of the knife. "
"Soviet is not old, it is new hope! It is a fist of steel, it will break everything in the old order, and then rebuild hope and reshape the world." Chen Ang looked at the shadow of Buckingham Palace in the distance, there, For the sake of his survival, the old master is doing his final struggle and efforts.
"But the Soviet failed, didn't it? The failure shows its backwardness, the people abandoned it, chose a new world, deception and fear cannot last, and the evil existence of the mind control instrument cannot last forever. Rule the world. One day, the awakened people will destroy this monster you dug out of the grave. "
"Facts will tell you everything! Professor, in Pandora's box, the last thing is not necessarily hope, it may be the end." Chen Ang laughed.
More and more mutants and combat troops surround this ancient loft. The most powerful army and combat power of all mankind will resist the apocalypse here and win a glimmer of hope for human society. The professor and Chen Ang were standing in the attic and heard the bells on their heads melodious, spreading in all directions and spreading to all corners of the world.
At the conference hall of Buckingham Palace, legal representatives of sovereign regimes and financial institutions of various countries pressed the sacred and glorious vote of the old financial system resurrected in the absolute new world. The resurrection of the gold standard gives financial and currency new hopes. The wealth of the people and the old market system were abandoned by capitalists without hesitation and sank into the bottomless abyss.
A new shuffle has decided the redistribution of social wealth, and the old order, the majestic faded away the broken blood, put on the new Chinese dress.
Chen Ang watched all this, watched their carnival, watched them celebrate the resurrection of the old order, all this seemed to be a foregone conclusion, gold was used as a guarantee, and currencies coordinated by countries around the world seemed to have a new vitality Shaky market and production, injection of a cardiotonic agent.
They finally escaped from the ship that was about to sink, and they broke down all the connections with the market sinking into the abyss. Is n’t it worth celebrating? Apocalypse seems to have been defeated. This system can be destroyed for the first time, but it will never be destroyed for the second time. The new system will incorporate all the factors of instability and will be more brilliant.
The dawn falls from the horizon to the earth. (To be continued.)