Rise of the Wasteland

Toronto, Radio Free. ??

Mr. Bi Xiaopu is receiving an exclusive interview on the radio station. He strongly accuses the Aurora Corps of oppression and destruction of the democratic world, and calls on all Canadians to support their upcoming military operations.

"This will be an epic victory. I dare not say that it will be easy, but it will poke the inferior joke of the" Aurora Legion "invincible."

"We will show our strength to the world, we are not afraid of any foreign invaders, and defeating and expelling them will be my inescapable responsibility."

"I even dare to disclose my entire military plan, because the 'Aurora Corps' is an ignorant reptile in my eyes. They have only achieved a trivial score in the past, but they have never faced a really powerful opponent."

Mr. Bi Xiaopu, a lawyer, has excellent eloquence and talks in front of the microphone. This has been his propaganda campaign for three days before the military operation. He hopes to use this series of publicity to increase his popularity and gather more people to support him.

I'm happy to be talking about it. Suddenly, the radio station broke into a few people outside, and hurriedly took Mr. Bi Xiaopu away. Even the live radio interview was ignored.

"What's going on? What are you doing?" Bi Xiaopu looked at all the bodyguards that the committee had equipped him, wondering why these people were so nervous?

"Mr. Bi Xiaopu, the air defense alert sounded," said the bodyguard.

"Air defense alert?" Bi Xiaopu also looked aggressive.

The bodyguard explained: "The Committee was worried that the aircraft carrier of the" Aurora Corps "did some work. At least a few airport radars were placed to provide early warning. Now the radar is flying over 20 aircraft from the east, so it immediately sounded. Air defense alert."

More than twenty planes? Don't you really want to fight?

Suddenly, Mr. Bi Xiaopu felt a little soft and stomped. He never thought that the "Aurora Corps" would dare to take the initiative to attack Toronto, and suddenly asked: "It is impossible, Toronto is located within 6, far from the sea, and the aircraft carrier cannot enter."

The most powerful weapon of the Aurora Corps is the aircraft carrier, and everyone is afraid of it.

"Maybe the enemy drove the aircraft carrier into the St. Lawrence River." The bodyguard didn't know how to explain.

Probably it was felt ashamed to be dragged away, Bi Xiaopu made a hard effort, and stood upright again, "Enough, stop. We don't need to panic like this."

"Sir Chairman, this may really be an air strike!" The role of the bodyguard is to protect Bi Xiaopu's safety.

"Whether it's an air strike or not, we don't have to be afraid." Mr. Bi Xiaopu felt that the immediate crisis was a great opportunity to paint an image, and he should deal with the air strike with a strong and fearless attitude. Send planes to expel enemy planes. "

Perhaps Mr. Bi Xiaopu's calmness was so touching that the bodyguards were not panicking. And the non-stop air defense alert that was just ringing was also quickly lifted. The citizens of Toronto came out strangely to see how much damage the air raid caused?

But ... no bombs were thrown at all, and the leaflets were falling in the sky. There are two types of leaflets, one with the disfigured ugly face of the butcher, and one with a wood face like Minsk's paralyzed face. Neither image looked good.

After confirming his safety, Mr. Bi Xiaopu also came out of the underground bunker. Looking at the flyers everywhere, he also picked up one curiously. It was just after seeing that he flushed with anger and angrily.

"Asshole, how dare he do this? Where did he dare to make such a threat?"

"This kind of thing spreads, his reputation is ruined. The reputation of the 'Aurora Corps' is ruined, does he not care at all?"

"Who does he think he is? Doesn't he have any conscience? He thinks he is the King of Terror?"

The moment he saw the leaflet, Mr. Bi Xiaopu wished that it was a bomb that fell from the sky. If it is a bomb, no matter how much damage is caused, the residents of Toronto can let their enemies fight against the enemy, even if they bomb a few craters.

But now it is more than 20 light transport planes that have dropped more than 100,000 leaflets. If it is normal to distribute leaflets at all, it is not a thing at all, but it is not so understood now.

A leaflet with Minsk's head read: "Citizens of Toronto, surrender! The merciful Victor Hugo is very generous towards his people. But he has always been cruel and ruthless to his enemies.

If you reject our proposal, we will blow up the Darlington nuclear power plant east of Toronto. Think of Chernobyl, think of the various mutants that appear on the wasteland, think of your own family and children, and resistance will only plunge you into the abyss of despair. "

That sounds terrible!

The leaflet printed with the butcher's head reads: "This is a tragic world. The weak will either take refuge in the strong or die. You choose your own life. Death is simple, as long as the Darlington nuclear power plant is blown up, strong Nuclear pollution will kill most of you.

But I would rather talk to you about the beauty of living. We will provide sufficient food, work and live smoothly, universal medical care and education. Although there is no way to reach the pre-catastrophic level, we do everything we can to meet your needs.

I want to remind you that only one in ten will be redeemed by us, and the others will only go to hell. To surrender, we must hurry. We only accommodate 500,000 people. How you choose is up to you. "

This is both threatening and tempting, coupled with a little urgency, so that people don't have much time to think about it.

After reading the leaflet, Bi Xiaopu shivered, and the paper in his hand was rattling. This is power, this is the naked oppression of the people!

No one thought of Victor. Hugo not only did not implement the Huairou policy, he declared his horror unscrupulously-those who disobey him must die!

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Bi Xiaopu now knew nothing about Victor Hugo. His previous propaganda of demonizing Victor Hugo was completely wrong. Now everyone in Toronto knows that the enemy is extremely powerful, brutal, and terrible, and he is a tyrant who does nothing.

The original intention was to provoke the citizens' bad feelings towards the 'Aurora Corps' and resist Victor Hugo's pull. But now people are not attracted at all, they are clearly not good people-Lao Tzu just wants to do you, you can only choose to be done while crying or being laughed.

If it was before the cataclysm, or if there was a strong governing body, such barbarism would be useless.

But now in the doomsday world, the law of the jungle is fully implemented, and no one will stand up and preach justice, and no one will even blame it. The Toronto Autonomous Commission did not use enough prestige to offset the threat from the Aurora Corps.

"Trouble is big!" Bi Xiaopu could already imagine that as soon as this leaflet was dropped, the members of the committee would immediately ask for troops to defend the Darlington nuclear power plant. Regardless of whether the Aurora Corps will attack it, there will need to be heavily guarded there.

Bi Xiaopu couldn't even say ‘no’ to this, otherwise, the lives of millions of Toronto residents would be ignored. He now has only three thousand people, and only one thousand maneuver forces can be drawn. As a result, the plan to attack Montreal was naturally postponed indefinitely.

"Damn, how can this person be like this? With such unreasonable people, the civilized world is over!" Bi Xiaopu's mind was in a mess, and only one leaflet disrupted all his plans.

A paper flyer announcing that the barbaric era of wasteland is really here. From now on, all hypocritical faces will be torn off, only the benefits will last forever! 8