Fantasy World Transmigration

The red curtain of red, from Eastern Europe to Western Europe, from Poland to Denmark, from Romania to the United Kingdom, the people of the European continent, finally recalled that the long-lost terrifying in memory!

Iron and blood of the Soviets, war and steel of the Soviets!

When the steel curtain fell from Moscow, when the high red flag fluttered in the Kremlin, when the steel machine, hong long long, started, the European bankrupt workers and capitalists fell into Confused and fearful. Millions of people have witnessed together, the roar of the big bald head in Red Square:

“All power belongs to the Soviets!”

The financial collapse, the avalanche of the currency, the unified financial system that Europeans have built for decades, has become a ruin. People living here suddenly find that the goods in their hands, whether it is Mark or Franc, or the pound and The euro has become a waste of paper.

trembling!

Under the track of the Soviet chariot, it shivered!

When the smoke smell of steel, from Stalingrad, flew to Poland, the long-awaited nobles in this land, the fear of nothing, the cold bayonet edge, the hot barrel and the electromagnetic engine, like the winter A basin of cold water makes these people feel the cold.

There is no hope, no work, no bread, agricultural products rot on the production line, buried deep in the farmland, no energy transportation, no plastic production and packaging, the collapsed market economy has pulled all the people trying to save into the abyss. Even heating and electricity are difficult to start because of lack of conditions.

Europeans have spent the coldest and hungry winters in their lives.

At this moment, the financial industry did not save them, nor did the capital operate. The Luxembourgians lost all their assets and had nothing. The Danes burned stock documents and currency heating. The cold winter of the economic crisis has destroyed all countries without industrial systems. At this moment, despair and confusion have made them a deep abyss.

The Ukrainians enjoyed the happiest time of their lives, tidying up the Soviet army and the cloned soldiers, driving them out of their homes, stuffing them into the exoskeleton Mecha and rushing into the factory. In the cold winter, they drank nutrient solution and vodka, drunk and enjoyed the warm boiler in the factory.

There is no currency, no trade, collective labor and material rationing system, so that the Ukrainians tremble under the iron whip and leather boots of the Soviet Union. The economic crisis is a small problem, and it is crushed into slag in the face of a strong system. Known and politicians, neatly hanged in the parliament, or crammed into the train, transported to Siberia, the rule of steel, came here.

Dozens of nuclear fusion energy power plants have been set up on the vast land of the Soviets. Tens of thousands of tons of seawater have been drawn from the three oceans and the four seas to provide a sputum element for nuclear fusion. Magnetized water materials are shaped into the finest light industrial materials with a strong energy supply.

The solid is gelatinized plasticized water, completely replacing the role of plastic and ethylene. It produces a large number of light industrial products in the factory. If it does not produce light industrial machines, it is made in heavy industry. There is no transaction, no goods, and there is no need for a market to exist in front of a strong system.

The Soviets spent a lot of effort. In Moscow, in Stalingrad, in Leningrad, countless large photon computers were erected to form an absolutely correct, absolutely glorious will of communism, and arranged for production and development.

What the Soviets produced in the machine is the mechanical parts that will be used to replace these machines tomorrow. They are not hesitant, not afraid of waste, replace the backward with advanced, and replace the weak with stronger. Everything is more powerful, everything is for the Soviets.

This kind of iron-like nerve, the power of this kind of chariot, makes the world tremble, but when the electromagnetic-propelled airship flies on the high ground of the Soviet Union, when the airships are arranged in a queue, this kind of people The power of suffocation broke out completely in the madness of this nation.

They let the world stop bb.

Life and death are bearish, do not accept it! In the vast land of the sky, the sea and the Soviets, the new regime that showed its powerful muscles made the whole world scream: the free and democratic public intellectuals closed their mouths and shivered under the brilliance of the system. The liberals of the whole world finally remembered the nightmare of decades ago.

The world is shaking under the red flag of the sickle hammer.

Desperate producers, on the edge of the abyss, made the last fight, their enemies, not only the market ship that is about to sink, the Soviet regime, but also the communist movement of the whole world. More and more advanced technology, productivity and their increasingly uncooperative production methods, accepting strong pressure.

The great collapse of the economy has caused all efforts in capital to fall into despair.

At the last juncture, the ‘Twilight Action’ as the last hope of capital was proposed by all countries. In order to restore everything in the past and revitalize the market’s strong vitality, financial experts and capital controllers in various countries held financial talks in the heart of Europe, the financial heart of Europe, and made final efforts to rebuild the financial system.

This is the last hope of the governments of all countries, and it is also the glory of restoring the past, the only dawn of the order.

On the streets of London, England, the densely packed guard posts and the army controlled the city, numerous naval formations, aircraft carrier battle groups, and stood by in the English Channel. The national powers, the mutant combat forces, arrived in London one month ahead of schedule. The elite of the whole world is here, fighting for the dominance of the old days.

The glory of the old days has already fallen, in this once-in-a-lifetime country, where 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, holding an umbrella, stepping on the water, walked in front of the gloomy policeman. There were no people on the street, the soldiers with dark faces, standing on both sides of the street, the rain fell from their faces, and occasionally there were a few The pedestrians who come and go in a hurry, the silhouette also appears to be extraordinarily embarrassed. In 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 hopes be destroyed. But Chen Ang didn’t seem to notice this. He was leisurely like a Great Depression. Visitors before the crash, lingering in the buildings and sights of London’s Great Britain.

He held the walnut guardrail and picked it up from the steps. The fingertip touched the ancient bronze bell, the complicated gear set and the power source, which gave Big Ben a hint of the old times.

Another bald head, waiting for him on the tower.

When Chen Ang came to the professor, he was looking down at the city, the empty city, with a feeling of depression, the voice of the professor, and the heartache that could not be said. “This world should not be like this. Son, this city should not be like this, it should be full of sunshine, laughter, flowers and happiness.”

The professor turned around and looked at Chen Ang with a deep sorrow: “Peace is hard to come by, happiness and hope are the same. They deserve our careful care. These are the things that I swear to guard and are the persistence of my life. I will never allow someone to destroy it for their own desires.”

“Is war, but also fight?” Chen Ang asked with a smile.

The professor said seriously: “Even if it is a war, I have to guard it, even if I lose more lives, lose my students, and lose my family.”

“Then I can answer you too. I also have goals and principles. I will also use war and slaughter to achieve it. In order to achieve it, I will not hesitate to destroy peace and crush happiness, as long as they carry the old aura and shadow. That’s why I broke them. I will shape the new world and achieve my goals.”

The professor bowed his head and said: “If the old day is your enemy, you should not recast the Soviet. If it has been rusted, you should let it grow old. You will drag it out of time and only let this world, let Civilization is going backwards. Humans no longer need the next cold war, we don’t need to dance on the tip of the knife.”

“The Soviet is not old, it is a new hope! It is the fist of steel, it will break everything in the old order, and then recast hope, reshape the world.” Chen Ang looked at the shadow of the Buckingham Palace in the distance, where the old master For the sake of my own survival, I am doing the final struggle and hard work.

“But the Soviets failed, aren’t they? The failure shows that it is backward, the people have abandoned it, and the new world has been chosen. Deception and fear cannot last, and the evil existence of the mind controller cannot rule the world forever. One day, the awakened people will destroy the monster you dug out of the grave.”

“The facts will tell you everything! Professor, Pandora’s box, the last is not necessarily hope, it may be the end.” Chen Ang said with a smile.

More and more mutants and combat troops, surrounded by this ancient attic, the most powerful army and combat power of all mankind, will resist apocalypse here and strive for a glimmer of hope for human society. The professor and Chen Ang stood in the attic and heard the bells on their heads mellow, reaching in all directions and passing them to the ends of the earth.

At the conference hall of Buckingham Palace, the representatives of the sovereign powers and financial institutions of various countries pressed the old financial system of the resurrection of the absolute new world, a sacred and glorious vote. The resurrection of the gold standard gave the financial and currency a new hope. The wealth of the people, together with the old market system, was abandoned by the capitalist with the slightest hesitation and sank into the bottomless abyss.

A new reshuffle determines the redistribution of this social wealth, and the old order, the imperial and ruined blood and the new Huashang.

Chen Ang looked at all of this, watching their carnival, watching them celebrate the resurrection of the old order, all this seems to be a foregone conclusion, gold as a guarantee, the currency of all countries in the world, as if there is a new vitality, for the crumbling Market and production, injection of a shot of cardiotonic agent.

They finally escaped from the ship that was about to sink, and solved all the connections with the market that fell into the abyss. Isn’t it worth celebrating? The 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 unstable factors and will be more brilliant.

Twilight descended from the horizon to the earth.