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The Usas Empire is entering winter again.

The cold air from the north swept across the entire Chernobyl, and gray clouds gathered above Chernobyl, looking like an iron curtain. Such a bad weather did not affect the cheerful mood of Chernobyl people at all. Today is Chernobyl

Ernover's city celebration, the most relaxing moment of the year for Checheng people, countless people took to the streets to wait for the start of the celebration. The pre-celebration activity before the celebration has been underway for a while, and the whole city is full of people and fire.

Singing and dancing to peace.

Xicheng District, city wall gate.

Unlike the cheerful atmosphere everywhere in the city, the air at the city gate was filled with a strong smell of blood. The ground in front of the gate was filled with corpses, and the blood flowed out gathered together to form one after another among the corpses.

Little Lake. At the outermost periphery of the corpse, countless white figures stood there, motionless like statues. They were all wearing white hooded windbreakers, protective clothing, and white masks on their faces. Look

It looks extremely gloomy, like a ghost crawling out of the grave.

In front of these ghosts, a very tall man looked at the scene in front of him and was silent. His clothes were completely opposite to those of the integration movement members behind him. His clothes were extremely black and his face was covered with a terrifying mask.

, with twisted black horns on the top of his head, it looked like an Elafia. Every breath he breathed with a great breath, and the overall image reminded the most terrifying story of Usas

The monster.

He held an extremely large rectangular shield in his hand, with a double helix logo painted with bright orange-red pigment. The sides of the shield were black spikes, and a little red on it, which seemed to be dry.

Blood.

The man looked around the corpse in front of him, lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes. The pile of corpses in front of him were Chernobeller military and police, and there were integration movements. It can be seen that the battle at the beginning was extremely fierce, and some military and police officers had already

Dead still clutched the weapon in his hand tightly and refused to let go.

This is a group of real warriors. Facing the enemy who is several times higher than one, none of them take a step back. They fight to death in order to defend their home behind them.

The man raised his head and aimed at the corpse of a Chernobyl military policeman in the pile of corpses directly in front of him. The corpse slowly got up, its center of gravity was unstable, and its body was covered with blood, which looked like it was resurrected from the dead.

Zombies.

He is not a zombie, he is still alive. During the battle between the military and police and the Integration Movement, he was smashed in the back of his head and fainted and fell to the ground. The soldiers of the Integration Movement thought he was dead and didn't care anymore.

He let him escape.

But he now climbed up again, in front of a bunch of new integrated sports soldiers.

No one attacked, no one spoke. They were still standing there quietly, watching the injured military policeman stand up from the ground and fall.

Stand up again and fall down.

Repeat.

Finally, he succeeded. This time he did not fall again and opened his blood-filled eyes in the middle of the corpse.

He looked around and could only see piles of corpses, including enemies and comrades. Finally, he realized that the battle had come to an end, and he was the last member of the military and police.

Still alive, standing on this land.

His tears began to flow down, his lips tightly pursed without making any sound. He bent down tremblingly, picked up his somewhat damaged crossbow arrow, and stood straight at the integrated movement.

The crossbow was lifted up and pointed at the leader of the integrated movement. His body trembled violently, as if he would fall down the next second.

"You...you infected bastards..." The military and police gasped, as if they used their last little strength to say these words.

"Don't think...don't step into Chernobyl!"

The shouts alarmed the birds living around. After a bird's chirping, the scene returned to death-like silence.

A seriously injured military police stood in front of the city wall gate and threatened the entire army.

No one laughed at him, everyone looked at the standing military policeman quietly and showed his respect to him with his eyes.

The leader of the integrated movement's breathing was still so heavy, as if he wanted to inhale the entire air around him into his lungs. He looked at the military and police in front of him, who could be said to be one step away from death, and remembered that he had been

The most common sentence I heard when Usas's army served.

"Faced with the enemy, Usas's man will never take a step back!"

These people, the military police standing in front of him, and the dead military police, were all soldiers of Usas.

A dignified soldier!

Recalling Talula's life with him, it's very easy to capture Chernobyl. You basically don't have any obstacles. The government and the army will withdraw, leaving only some civilians and those who are used to kill themselves.

Military police.

The man sighed.

Usas's soldiers were miserable. They had courage and loyalty that no one could compare to in the world, but were born in a foolish and corrupt feudal country. Their loyalty was no different from the brush of leather shoes in the eyes of those nobles.

Maybe it is useful, but it can also be discarded at will.

When the man wanted to say something, he broke into his vision and his eyes immediately turned bloody.

It can be said that he has a short figure, a black windbreaker, and a dark blue horn.

She was so sexy that she wore sunglasses.

Chernobeller Growlers Gang Boss, Valentine.

He first stood at the gate of the city gate and bowed deeply to the pile of corpses, then stepped through the bloody lakes and walked towards the people of the integration movement.

He came to the military police alone without any guards. The cold wind that was still roaring became quiet at this moment, and could only blow the hem of Valentine's windbreaker. He ignored him.

A lot of integrated movements faced the military policeman and took off his sunglasses.

"This place is...it's very dangerous...get away..."

The military policeman did not forget his duties until now and reminded Valentine in front of him to leave here. For him, protecting any citizen is an obligation as a military policeman, no matter in any case.

"Thank you, brother."

Valentine stretched out her hand and gently supported the injured military policeman, wanting him to sit on the ground, but the military policeman's body rejected his kindness. No matter how hard Valentine tried, he was still standing tremblingly.

There, even though it was shaking like a sieve, his legs were straight like bamboo.

He kept repeating words like "get out of here" and staring at the leader of the integration movement behind Valentine.

Valentin didn't dare to use too much force. What if the old man lies there when he puts his force?

There was no way, he could only continue to talk.

"Hey, brother, do you recognize who I am?" Valentine stretched out her hand and shook it gently in front of the military and police.

The military and police slowly moved their blood-covered eyes to Valentine's face. Almost instantly, he recognized the identity of the Vaivan in front of him.

As a military policeman who is serving in Chernobeller, he naturally remembers all the potential dangerous elements in the city, which is also a compulsory course that every military policeman must do.

"You are...the infected person..."

Suddenly, the military and police rushed Valentine away as if they were stimulated, which almost caused him to fall to the ground.

"You...you bastard...you attracted them...!"

"You infected person!"

The military and police waved the light crossbow in their hands to smash Valentine in front of him, and Valentine had no choice but to take a few steps back.

All are so injured and still want to fight...

Sure enough, the Usas people's prejudice against infected people is unique in this world.

Although he was wronged by the military and police, Valentine was not angry, but felt sad. He sighed lightly and stretched out his hand to signal the military and police in front of him to calm down so that he would not go to the King of Hell to report when he was excited.

"First of all, I have nothing to do with those thugs in white clothes. If there is really a little relationship, it is an enemy relationship. When we meet, we have to fight to the death."

"So they were not attracted by me at all, but rather by the Chernobyl government. Yes, they were the bastards who gave up on your cousin."

"As for why I came here..."

Valentine raised her hand.

A group of black waves slowly walked out from the gate of the city wall. Each of them was wearing the same black suit, without buttons, and allowed the cold winter wind to blow into their clothes, revealing the white lining fan inside and the tattoos inside.

Growler logo on the chest of the fan.

They hold all kinds of weapons, machetes, ball sticks, shields... in their hands, and some are even high-end products made from foreign countries. Overall, they look much better than the equipment of the integrated sports on the other side.

What's even more terrifying is that although their formation is not as neat as the army, it is not scattered. Everyone has a tight face and looks familiar with their faces, with blood-red eyes looking ahead. Especially their steps are all on a sound.

There was no discordant noise, and the rumbling rumbling beating on the hearts of everyone present like a war drum, making people feel cold on their spine, breathing depressed, and involuntarily afraid.

In the eyes of the leader of the integration movement, these neatly-stepped gang members are like packs of orderly wolves. In their eyes, bodies, footsteps... everything on their bodies is not concealed.

The spirit of war was exuding wild and high.

This is a gang team that is no less than the army.

Or, they are more like an army than most Usas troops today!

They have anything that an army should have, quality, discipline, consciousness, soul!

This reminds the man of the war invading Sammy that Usas participated many years ago when he was still in service. In that war, Usas had absolute advantages, equipment and troops far exceeded Sammy's strength.

People, the Emperor of Usas is also determined to win this war.

But Usas failed, they failed shamefully, and were defeated by a country that was many times weaker than themselves. Usas's emperor may not be able to figure out why it failed, but as the experienced war of aggression

, Men understand what the reason is.

The number of Sami's army is very small, but they have a strong enough fighting spirit, strong enough physical fitness, and a soul that never surrenders.

The war lasted for three years, and how many Sami soldiers were captured by the Usas army?

Less than a hundred people.

Less than a hundred people!

The men are still scared when they think of the battle at that time. The Sami soldiers are even more brave and fearless than they imagined. In the battle, no Sami people retreated because they feared Usas's army. Every Sami soldier fought.

At the last moment, many Usas soldiers died in their last source stone grenade, and they were smashed to pieces with themselves and the enemies who invaded the motherland.

The vast snow fields, Usas soldiers dare not leave the barracks alone. Maybe a Sami soldier suddenly emerged from the snow piles somewhere and gave you a crossbow arrow. In that war, Sami gave birth to countless national heroes, including

The 1:505 record even scored an amazing record.

In the end, the Usas still won the victory, but the price was extremely heavy. The soldiers they sacrificed were more than ten times that of the Sami people, and the entire army was defeated and the benefits they gained in the war were far inferior to those of the Sami people.

Losses on the war.

And now, the man felt back to that war, as an invader, he launched a war against these gang members, with the goal of Chernobeller behind them.

Ironically, both sides are Usas, and men have to carry on this war of aggression.

"I'm...sorry." The man's voice was very heavy, and he lowered his head slightly to Valentine. Because of his clothes, he could not bow.

"Sorry? Sorry, don't attack this city?"

Valentine rolled her eyes.

"Brothers, clean up the place first, find the bodies of our military and police brothers, and we will send them home."

Valentine turned to greet the members of the Growlers to carry the martyrs' bodies, and the gang members did not say a word and began their mission.

The military and police, standing among a group of people, looked at the busy scenes around them, with a little confused look on their eyes.

"I'm watching you. Now we are going to send the martyrs home. If you dare to move, I will let each of you stay with them to bury them."

Without looking back, Valentin picked up the body of a military policeman and walked towards the city gate. Wherever he was, several members of the roarer were sitting in the car waiting for the remains of the martyrs.

If possible, Valentin would definitely hold a welcoming ceremony to pick up these martyrs and go home. But now it is time for war, and the integration movement may enter the city at any time, so Valentin could only temporarily feel aggrieved these martyrs.

The man did not answer, but just stood there quietly watching the growler busy.

Valentine stopped when she walked to the standing military policeman again.

"Get out of here, go back to the city and find the Growler Hospital, we will give you free treatment. These people Growlers will block them. If we fail, you go find a Rhode Island organization, and they welcome any infections.

Those and non-infected people join them, and you can go out of the city safely with them."

The military and police were stunned for a moment, and sat on the ground with their bodies shaking.

"Why……"

He looked at Valentine with confusion.

In his impression, the infected were all hopeless bastards, and they were so rubbish in their hearts, but what the Vaivan in front of them did kept washing away his prejudice against the infected

.He tried to feel a little hypocrisy from what Valentine did, but he could not see anything.

The same is true for those eyes that looked straight into him, without any concealment or disguise.

A crack appeared in his mind about the theory about the infected person.

"I have lived in Chernobyl for two years and I know very well what you are about the infected."

Valentine called a member of the rant and handed him the body of the martyr in his arms.

He squatted down and looked straight into the military policeman's eyes with a serious expression.

"Your prejudice and oppression against the infected person is the worst I have ever seen. As long as someone is infected with ore disease, you will throw him into the slums and fend for himself, without any room for negotiation."

"Of course, some infected people with resources will not be dealt with like this, such as me, Leonid. That's because we still have the value of exploitation in the eyes of those stupid governments, and the benefits we bring to them must be

It’s far more profitable than throwing us into a slum.”

"But in the past two years, I have also met Usas people who treat infected people equally. Have you heard of the hospitals I run? 70% of them are local doctors in Chernobeller. They are not only

He will treat ordinary people and also treat infected people.”

"It's not just doctors, but Chernobeller has people who have compassion for infected people in all walks of life. They have given me hope and hope for infected people to live in peace with ordinary people."

"Actually, ore disease is not as dangerous as you think. I know that if you get infected with ore disease, you will die, but it is not that easy to spread between people. Unless their blood enters your body, or when they go to bed with them

If you don’t take safety measures, you won’t get infected with ore diseases. You can eat with them, take a bath, and sleep with them, and your life will not be affected at all."

"Have the Chernobyl government told you what I said?"

The military and police looked at Valentine in a daze and shook their heads.

"Yes, they only told you the harm of ore disease, told you that ore disease will be contagious, but they didn't tell you how it will be contagious and how to prevent it. With so many years of subtle influence, your prejudice against infected people has become increasingly serious.

The deeper you are, it can be said that today's situation is caused by you."

Instead of looking back, Valentine pointed her arm backward and integrated movement.

"Those guys, I can tell you very clearly, that they are almost all Usas, Usas of Chernobyl. They have been deprived of their families, their property, their ideals... and they have been deprived of everything by you.

.”

"That's why they attacked the city because they were already disappointed in Usas and no longer had any hope for the government of this country."

"However, this is not the reason why Chernobyl is going to be war-torn. They targeted the most susceptible masses, but chose to ignore the real mastermind behind the scenes."

"So, although I am also an infected person, I will not join them. What I hate is the government of this country, the nobles who are high and nobles, not the country itself, not the deceived civilians."

"I will also stop them and keep them outside the city gates. I will never let these guys whose minds are damaged by hatred step into Chernobyl until I fall."

"If Chernobyl is destroyed today, the infected will completely stand on the opposite side of the world, and the chances of ordinary people and infected people living in peace will be even more slim."

"The wrong thing is the government of this country, not the citizens of this country, nor the infected person. The infected person is also a part of the citizens!"

Valentine patted the military police on the shoulder and called a man to signal him to take the military police to the car and return to the city for treatment. Before the military police left, Valentine stuffed a small red copy into his hand.

Book.

"Looking at this book may help you."

The military and police looked blankly at the small red book in their hands, looking dazed.

"Personal Manifesto"

This is the name of that little book.

Suddenly, the military and police grabbed Valentine's hand and looked excited. Valentine turned around, a little confused.

The military police got rid of the support from the people next to them, slowly raised their right arm and saluted Valentine tremblingly.

"Cernorth Crown Police Officer, Lev Ilyicito Rotsky pays tribute to you, I will wait for your triumph in Chernobyl!"

Valentine was a little confused for a moment, but soon he realized and returned the greeting to the policeman.

"Thanks."

A red fire was buried in the heart of the policeman. In the future, Valentine himself would be surprised by the achievements made by the fire that had been buried.

Looking at the car gradually moving away, Valentine returned to everyone again.

"Deer-headed spirit, what are your name?"

Valentine looked at the leader of the integration movement opposite, with a look of needing a beating on her face.

"patriot."

Valentine felt that she had heard it wrong.

"Patriot? Are you from Usas?"

"yes."

The man who called himself a patriot nodded slightly.

"Are you ashamed of having such a name but wanting to attack the city of your own country today?"

Valentine looked at the Patriot pouting his face and gently slapped it with her hands, showing the insult.

"The mission, cannot, disobey."

There was a hint of sadness in the patriot's voice, but it soon disappeared.

"Oh."

Valentine gave him a middle finger.

"Your name, isn't Valentine?"

The patriot was not angry at all, his voice was still so thick, and wisps of white smoke came out of the fan on his chest.

"yes."

Valentine nodded.

"Chief, I hope, you can join and integrate the movement."

"Your speech just now makes sense. The leader, never, missed the person."

Valentine could even hear some sincerity from the Patriot's tone at this time.

Talula? She wants me to join the integration movement?

Want to peach!

"Wait, you all heard what I said to that police officer?"

Valentine then remembered something was wrong.

The Patriot nodded. He looked at the members of the rants around him and received a positive answer from each other's eyes.

"When a person is reasoning with the other person, his voice will always increase involuntarily, and it is normal for others to hear it."

The system appeared in Valentine's mind and whispered haha.

"What do you think I said?"

"fine."

The system gave him a positive answer.

...

Valentine was terrified at this time. A few days ago, he gave a speech on "Defend the Hometown" to his subordinates. He wrote the speech with Vera, and Vera complained that a big man had a lot of money.

I can't even write articles.

At that time, he could see Vera's blue eyes full of disgust.

If I had known that I had such talent for speech, I would have written my own article! How great could I have established an image that is both literary and martial in front of some people?

But Vera's manuscript is indeed awesome.

More than 10,000 people, everyone has excellent equipment. Valentine stood among those people, and used a long speech to make a group of gang members move. It was just a short time when a political commissar pulled a flag and held the tt34 big

Chernobeller is behind us.

Even Leonid wiped his tears and shouted that my Lord would bless Valentine and Chernobyl.

The speech written by Vera, who is familiar with Marxism-Leninism, is so inspiring.

Putting all these chores behind, Valentine looked at the patriots and the soldiers of the Integrated Sports not far away, and put away his uncontrollable appearance.

"I will not join you unless you can give up attacking this city."

He put forward his own conditions.

As long as Chernobyl is still there, everything will be easier to recover, and it is also possible to join the integration movement. Taking your advanced red ideas over may correct their path that has gone astray and returned to the red flag.

"impossible."

The Patriots directly rejected Valentine's request.

"It's just nothing to talk about."

Valentine sighed lightly and injected an inhibitor into her body. In the following battle, he may use the source stone technique very frequently, so it is better to get a shot in advance.

Accompanied by a loud roar, a dark blue-footed flying dragon appeared in the sky. It was so huge and shocking that everyone could clearly see the scales and patterns on the flying dragon's body, lifelike. The most amazing thing is

The wings of this flying dragon are completely composed of countless thick currents, dyeing the sky blue.

The patriot looked at the flying dragon in the sky and held the long halberd on his back in his hand.

At the city gate of Dongcheng District, Leonid looked at the deep blue flying dragon in the sky in the distance, took out an inhibitor and stabbed it on himself. Outside the city gate, w looked at the deep blue flying dragon slowly frowned.

Xing Yihuang rubbed her wrists and stared at the two heavy soldiers at the front of the integration movement not far away. Suddenly, a dragon roar attracted her attention. She looked in the sound and saw it.

The blue dragon soaring in the sky in the distance. A few seconds later, she jumped down from the city wall and stirred up a piece of dust. The dust dissipated, Xing Yihuang's heartbeat rumbled, and the black dragon figure suddenly appeared behind her.

At the city gate of the north city, Raphael got a bunch of heavy crossbows from somewhere and installed them on the city wall. There were even a few guns inside, which made the members of the integration movement outside the city tremble.

When she saw the deep blue flying dragon in the distance, she showed an extremely beautiful smile on her face. The members of the growls around her tried their best to resist themselves and not look... The consequence of peeking was to eat a gun. This sister trained a snatcher.

The severity of her time was proportional to her beauty. Many people were shot during training and were rescued by Raphael's superb medical spell to continue training.

After adjusting the last heavy crossbow, Raphael jumped down the city wall. Unlike Xing Yihuang's direct violence, she fell to the ground like a feather without bringing up a trace of dust.

A silver pistol appeared in her hand. Raphael opened the pistol's security and pointed it at a Centurion of the Integrated Transport through the gap between the reinstallers in front.

War is about to break out.