I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 361 Azure Eyes
After the abolition of serfdom in Tsarist Russia, a lot of manpower and capital were freed up, and they were all invested in Moscow's economic market. The heavy industry that was focused on development was expanded to the scale of the enterprise, which also made the economy stronger.

So there is even more heavy industry in Moscow than in St. Petersburg.

However, compared to the canyon-like poor urban construction of Britannia's imperial capital, the streets here are relatively empty, and there are not such tall chimneys.

So there is not such a thick fog here, and the air is relatively good.

Of course, this is relative, and the air here still cannot be said to be good.

Char is delighted that some of the historic buildings remain here.

Because in another world, this city once suffered a devastating blow.

In 1812, when the capital was moved for a hundred years, Napoleon of France set off a war against Russia, drove straight in and occupied Moscow.

However, the destruction of the city was not done by the French, but by their own family.

Because Tsarist Russia decided to adopt a scorched earth policy, and after France entered Moscow, it saw a useless empty city.At that time, the cold winter was coming, and the empty city could not provide supplies for the French army, so Napoleon quickly decided to retreat.

However, Napoleon obviously did not stand out because of the existence of Britannia, and the wings flapped by Arthur, the butterfly, also affected this side.

"Россия! Россия!"

At the front of the street, a crowded crowd approached them. They were dressed in different clothes, some in overalls, their faces were covered with soot, and they held hammers in their hands.

And some people are dressed like farmers, holding sickles and pitchforks in their hands, and they are shaking their fists in the air, shouting the name of this country in their mouths.

As they passed, they skirted the passers-by and others, looking like a stream of water over a pebbly beach.

Some people even handed some newspapers to Xia Ya and Alicia.

The newspaper is definitely not published by the official newspaper of this country, because a headline on it is very eye-catching.

【An unjust war】

Then there are a few relatively smaller eye-catching titles below.

"Nicholas II, why do you help the enemy to attack our compatriots!?"

The content is roughly about the atrocities of the Tsar, his perverse actions in the country, and the non-controversial nature of this war. The first page is some anti-war propaganda.

And on the back there are some propagandas promoting Messianism.

Soon, Shaar and Alicia both heard the sound of some relatively neat steel-soled leather boots stepping on the ground.

On the other side of the street, a group of military police with live ammunition trotted over.

"Okay, okay, spread out, spread out!"

The leading gendarmerie captain shouted impatiently at the group of marchers.

Then, he looked at the people holding newspapers around him and said angrily.

"Throw away all these newspapers!"

His countenance was menacing, especially when he was shouting.Everyone dropped the newspapers in their hands on the ground.

"From now on, everyone who reads this newspaper, or who collects it, will be arrested for treason!
These are despicable means used by foreign spies to drive apart the empire! "

He shouted loudly to the people on the street, and then he looked at the crowd that was still gathering.

"What are you still doing here, I will let you disperse!"

As he spoke, he directly raised the gun in his hand and fired a few shots into the sky.

And several mechas also came over, with thick smoke billowing from the exhaust pipes behind them, aiming the shells on their backs at the crowd.

The eyes of these people were full of resentment, but obviously due to the guns and mechas in the hands of the military police, they did not attack.

These workers did not speak, but continued to disperse silently.

"From today, Moscow imposes a curfew and prohibits all unsolicited demonstrations!"

The military police announced loudly.

Alicia whispered.

"Is it because of the war?"

"Fighting Beichen is not an easy task." Xia Ya said.

"It is much lower than the current Tsarist Russia in terms of population and economy, not to mention that their resource advantages are not much better than Beichen. The only advantage is that Beichen's resource transportation is more difficult than theirs.

Military needs consume a lot of resources, but farmers and workers are forced to go to the battlefield, who will produce?As a result, factories were closed, the unemployment rate increased sharply, and people's livelihood resources were very scarce.

As Moscow is a heavy industrial city, the number of strikers will naturally increase.

When the war continues to a certain extent, this situation will become more and more serious.

The wars of this era are different from those of other eras..."

"boom!!!"

At this time, there was a sudden loud noise from one side of the street, which sounded like a gunshot.

The faces of the gendarmes suddenly became vigilant, and then, a group of people ran directly towards the place where the gunshot fired.

Xiaya also pulled Alicia and walked over.

In the middle of the street, there is a narrow alley between two houses.The alley is not exposed to the sun all year round, but it seems that the surrounding merchants will discharge some water here, so it is dark and humid here, and some mice can even be faintly seen running in the shadows.

At the end of the alley, a dirty woman was sitting on a pile of rubbish, with a pistol hanging on the fingers of her palm that was hanging weakly on one side, it seemed that it was still smoking, and it seemed that it had just been fired .

Blood mixed with brain matter slowly flowed down from the back of her head, and the corners of her mouth also overflowed with blood, but there were still some traces of gunpowder smoke.

Apparently, the woman had just swallowed a gun and committed suicide.

Soon there were people around, chattering and whispering there.

The leader of the military police reacted and shouted at the people around him.

"Do any of you know her?"

At this time, a woman in the crowd spoke.

"I know, her name is Natasha, and she used to rent next door."

At this time, another person said, "Her husband was conscripted to the front line not long ago, and it seems that someone sent her a death notice a day ago."

"She used to work in a textile factory, and when the textile factory closed down, she lost her job, her rent was due, and she was evicted by the landlord."

Surrounded by people who live here, the experience of this woman is very clear.

As they rushed to complete the short but tragic life of the woman who committed suicide, the crowd fell into a brief silence.

They all feel sad for this poor woman, but deep down in their hearts, there is some unknown fear for some reason.

The population of Tsarist Russia is only about 1.7 million, but the number of their conscripts is more than one million.

Among the onlookers, many of their relatives and friends are in the army.

Some may still be training in the rear, while others may be on the battlefield soon.

This woman is the epitome of this war.

As the intensity of the war gradually increases, this microcosm will spread to many people...

Soon, a military policeman ran over from the corner of the street, holding a large body bag in his hand.

They went into the alley, packed the woman's body in a body bag and brought it out.

The woman has no relatives, so she will be sent to a public incinerator to be burned, but the final result is not known.

It may be scattered in an unknown corner, or it may be collected by well-meaning people and put in an urn.

This is what happens to the little people in this war.

"What are you looking at? Let me spread out!"

Under the scolding of the gendarmerie captain, the crowd around here also dispersed to the surroundings.

The gendarmes also left here with the body.

The narrow alleyway became quiet all of a sudden. If it weren't for the bloodstains still left in place, perhaps no one would have noticed that someone had committed suicide here.

Except for her relatives, no one cares about the death of this woman, because she is just a small person, and the world will not change if she loses one or more of her.

Xiaya pulled Alicia into the alley, they crossed the garbage dump where the woman committed suicide, and walked into the corner of the alley.

The eaves of the houses sheltered from the wind and snow, but some melted snow water still dripped down the alley along the gaps of the houses.

So it was really humid and uncomfortable, and there was even an unspeakable stench.

A lot of human feces can be seen here, and some homeless people should gather or spend the night here.

But soon, Shaar and Alicia saw a boy lying at the end of the street.

To be precise, it should be a young girl. She looks about seven or eight years old, her hair is shaved into a short cut, and her face is covered in soot. I don't know if it was painted on purpose.

Her clothes also seemed to be picked up in a garbage dump, tattered, dirty, and without shoes.

Alicia quickly stepped forward and squatted on the ground, not caring about the filth on her body, but took a closer look, then raised her head to look at Shaar.

"It's poisoning, but there's still energy."

As she spoke, she directly raised her hand, and Ou Gan's words appeared in the air instantly.

A powerful vitality was injected into the young girl's body, and her pale as paper complexion gradually recovered.

Seeing her gradually recovering, Alicia also slowly raised her head to look at Shaar.

"Is this girl related to the woman who died just now?"

"It should be her daughter." Xia Ya said, "The group of people just said that she also has a daughter, but the group of gendarmes didn't care."

Alicia seemed to have thought of something, and murmured in a low voice, "Then the poison on her body should be given by her mother."

Shaar had no words.

Alicia also fell silent. If it was eight or ninety years ago, she would still have some questions, saying how could there be a mother in this world who would harm her daughter.

But now that she is over 100 years old, she is not as innocent as she used to be.

She has seen too many sufferings in the world. When some third world countries were suffering from famine, she even saw the thing of exchanging children for food.

Also as a mother, Alicia asked herself that she would never be able to do such a thing.

But she could also understand the mother.

In this world, the poison is sometimes the antidote...

Soon, the girl slowly opened her eyes, and looked at the person beside her in confusion.

Her gaze crossed Alicia, looked at Shaar behind her, and met his eyes.

Her eyes are beautiful, blue as the shore of Lake Baikal, like two sapphires.

Xia quietly stared at those eyes, his eyes flickered, but he didn't speak.

These eyes are very similar to someone from his past...

(End of this chapter)