Soviet Union 1991

"Don't rush to call the guards. They don't have time to enter this door now. The document in your hand is just a bait to lure people in. You have a copy here, and the French president also has one. .Update fastest"

The thin face that looked like it was carved by a carving knife, with an evil smile on it, Yuri looked down at the panicked British Prime Minister like a white mouse. The development of the situation to this point was all arranged by the top leaders in Moscow.

Theresa tried to escape in panic, but her feet were as if filled with lead and could not move. She could only look at the bald man in front of her in horror, looking at her whole body with a snake-like cold eye.

"Don't worry, we won't do stupid things like imprisoning the national leader. It won't do any good to the Soviet Union. We just prepared a small gift for everyone who came. Before that, please allow me to introduce the mind control technology. This was originally a secret of the Soviet Union that could not be made public, otherwise I would not be loyal to General Secretary Romanov until death. My original body, Yuri, can use mental energy to send out powerful blast waves, turning all units within the affected area into accepting Soviet command. These new bloods who have just joined the Soviet army can immediately turn their guns around to deal with their previous partners, or they can go back to the Soviet base to see if they should be sent to the troop recycling station or biochemical reactor. No. Why do you think we have nearly a division of troops to control Moscow at the beginning, because the Dzerzhinsky Division is already under our control. "

"But unfortunately, I am just a clone born according to orders, and my mind control ability is far inferior to the original body. If I want to control others, I must carry out brainwashing in a close range, and it is a long-term continuous brainwashing. Of course, our targets are the British Prime Minister and the French President. After all, you two have the right to launch nuclear weapons. "

Theresa now completely understood what the other party was going to do. She grabbed the small recorder on the table and ran towards the door. It's a pity that Yuri had locked the door when he came in, and she could no longer run to the corridor to call for help.

The Prime Minister rarely showed a look of fear, and his whole face turned as pale as death. Combined with the small recorder and Yuri's statement just now, she has understood the secret of Moscow.

Using a device called the Iron Curtain, it can paralyze other countries' nuclear strikes against the Soviet Union, but it has not yet completed the final debugging and is still in the experimental stage. Moscow set up this border negotiation because it was afraid that Western Europe or the United States would launch nuclear weapons in advance. Behind Romanov's seemingly tough attitude, there was a fear of the final nuclear weapon.

So what he feared most now was that NATO would declare war in advance, and everything that was carefully designed would be destroyed. The more the Soviet Union prepared to redden Western Europe, the more it showed that they had not made the final preparations.

No, this secret must be conveyed.

Even if it cost the painful price of World War II, the capitalist world would not collapse.

Damn it, appeasement policy is Moscow's biggest conspiracy, and we have been led by them.

The idea flashed through her mind, and she kept prying the door handle, but unfortunately there was no response. In the end, Theresa could only watch in horror as "Yuri" got closer and closer to her.

"I said, Moscow is not stupid enough to hurt such an important chess piece. We just want to inject an idea into your mind. Sometimes just one key idea can completely change the situation."

Yuri's replica narrowed his eyes. The brainwashing of the French President and the British Prime Minister was carried out simultaneously. Only long-term deep hypnosis can make the other party absolutely obey and be loyal to their own thoughts at any time.

A hand stretched out in front of Theresa, and the soft whisper of "Yuri" sounded in her ears.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt at all. You just need to empty your mind and follow the highest will."

The ripples of spiritual power in the invisible air are gradually spreading and slowly infiltrating Theresa's consciousness. This is not a tangible substance, but a spiritual power without any substance. It can slowly penetrate into the depths of a person's mind, disintegrate the psychological defense line, and collapse the last will of resistance.

Fear is like a flood that broke through the dam, rolling and surging in Theresa's mind until the whole person slowly collapsed. And Yuri just stood in front of her, looking at each other quietly.

"There is no more pain. You just need to give up freedom, give up hope, and give up the last resistance."

Theresa's eyes began to become blurred. Her soul seemed to be stripped away bit by bit. In the end, there was only a blank wasteland in her brain, like a blank sheet of paper for "Yuri" to instill ideas into her according to his own ideas.

Yuri said softly, "No matter how critical the situation is, nuclear weapons are not allowed to be used."

"No matter how critical the situation is, nuclear weapons are not allowed to be used."

Theresa followed Yuri's lips and opened slowly. Yuri just engraved his thoughts in the mind of the British Prime Minister.

The next sentence, "Yuri's" copy said carefully, almost inaudibly.

"If Yuri defected in the future, the British government will unconditionally provide political asylum."

Theresa also said the same thing in a semi-confused state of consciousness.

"If Yuri defected in the future, the British government would unconditionally provide political asylum."

After repeating these two sentences, Yuri took a deep breath. Next, he would follow the British Prime Minister back to 10 Downing Street, and stay by his side to monitor him until Moscow's steel torrent conquered London and he could no longer press the button of nuclear weapons.

In the underground laboratory of the Kremlin, three glass containers were vacant.

Yuri's original body looked at everything the clone did with great satisfaction. All the situations went according to the plot he set, including providing political asylum.

The mind control research plan extended from the Romanov black technology project was more successful than expected. Yuri believed that at some point in the future, as long as he had full control of the plan, he would be able to profit from the war between the Soviet Union and NATO.

"Everything is ready, General Yuri."

The third clone stood behind him and respectfully reported the situation to Yuri.

"The improved Psychic Beacon has reached the control state imagined. As long as the data replacement is finally completed, the Psychic Beacon will no longer be based on the red supreme will. Instead, it will follow the will of the great comrade Yuri."

Yuri turned around and looked at his clone with a gloomy look.

"I am only loyal to Leader Romanov. At least before everything is over, the Soviet Union is the belief of the supreme will. Stupid pig."

The clone lowered its head, trembling, not daring to look into the other's eyes.

Yuri sighed.

"Even if you can get some of my power, you will never get my way of thinking. Is there still a shortcoming in the plan? Or is it that Romanov deliberately set up some obstacles to try to clamp down on my actions? The clones produced in batches have no way to reach the level of doing whatever they want."

Thinking of this, Yuri calmed down. His awe of Romanov was far greater than facing the soldiers unarmed on the battlefield, and the supreme leader standing beside him, he could never guess what he was thinking.

Even Yuri, who can penetrate people's hearts, dares not have any excessive thoughts when facing Romanov.

Behind the gentle smile is a bottomless scheming.

"I never know what I am facing."

"He is a monster who can't see through people's hearts."