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In the middle of the night, the train station in Paris was particularly busy.
Of course, there are no bustling tourists and a dazzling array of fashionable luxury goods here. There is only the pungent smell of machine oil and gunpowder, and the strong smell of war. You can smell it even without your nose. The eyes see the reflection of metal and the ferocious mechanical body, the ears hear the sound of metal friction and electricity, and there is an indescribable but real chilling atmosphere.
The romantic capital of Paris has become a stage of steel, blood and war.
On the track, the suspended armored trains have strange cockpits enclosed. Warriors full of evil spirits sleep in tight protective cabins. Huge exoskeleton mechas, apocalyptic tanks and terrifying robots are enclosed in such sealed protective boxes. , protected. Like a statue of steel.
In the train station, most of the workers were not used to the awe-inspiring smell of blood here and stayed away from it. Only a few soldiers had to stay here because of their responsibilities to complete the handover work with the Soviet comrades. The few sober Soviets here drive huge weird machines, as silent as a volcano about to erupt.
A weathered-looking veteran stood in front of the train station. The Gaussian weapon in his hand unabashedly turned on the protective insurance. The man struggled to use a huge engineering robot arm to hold a cigarette between his arms. head on. The black muzzle of the Gauss rifle was squeezed by the body's movement and raised slightly.
Leon carefully avoided the muzzle aimed at his head and came to the veteran from the side. With a cold sweat on his face, he watched as the trigger of the Gauss rifle was stuck on a metal hook and was about to fire as the veteran moved. Leon quickly manipulated the nanobugs to form an energy-dissipating metal wall, blocking the gun's muzzle.
"Bang!" The strap moved, and the gun that was about to be activated was pointed at Leon.
I saw the veteran nonchalantly lifting the butt of the gun, adjusting the direction of the muzzle, and pointing the extremely dangerous Gauss rifle at the sky. Before Leon could take a breath, he saw him aiming an electromagnetic bomb. Then he lit the cigarette butt in his mouth with the hot muzzle that had no time to cool down.
Leon’s face twitched, ignoring his beating eyes, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
"Hello, comrade, I am Lyon! Contact person in France!" Lyon stretched out his hands, intending to express his enthusiasm for the revolutionary comrades.
The man gave Leon a hard hug with his rough, sandpaper-like palms. Leon felt like he had met a bear, and hurriedly escaped from the steel hoop-like embrace.
"Selov Nikolayevich Boriv, ??political commissar of the gendarmerie!"
Political commissar? This man is actually a political commissar! Forgive Leon, he can't see that the rude and cold man in front of him has the slightest connection with this word that belongs to the noble and great communist warrior!
"I hope Comrade Political Commissar can do a good job in this peacekeeping mission and maintain the order and stability of the Zone of Truth. Leon said a few words insincerely, frowned, looked at the heavy weapons and equipment on the train, and whispered: "The riot does not seem to be the case. None of these things are needed, what we need is reinforcements for the police force, not preparations for war. "
"For the Soviets, the police deal with internal conflicts. When it comes to suppressing counterrevolutionaries, we have always used the military police and the army to do this. You know how we deal with counterrevolutionaries, right?" Serov said seriously.
His serious attitude frightened Leon, "Butbut this is just a contradiction within our country, a protest by the people of the Truth Religion. Maybe some terrorist attacks occurred, but you know, most people are innocent Yes, we just hope to receive support in maintaining stability."
"There are no innocents in the Soviets! There are only enemies and people! This is not a war, but an action to suppress counterrevolution. Our army will enforce Soviet discipline with an iron-clad style!"
"What is Soviet discipline?" Leon was a little stunned.
"Obey or die!" Serov said decisively.
Hussein was praying in the Temple of Truth. Looking at the young and immature faces around him, with expressions of excitement and fear, Hussein was proud and pleased. This is the future of truth!
Seeing him getting up from the mat, the young people around him swarmed up, venting their uneasy excitement like this old warrior. It was the first time for them to do this kind of thing. This kind of thing is extremely sacred in the scriptures, and they will definitely receive the favor of the Lord. matter. Although the scriptures also say that drinking and gambling are the devil's business, it is too difficult to resist the devil's temptation! No?
In order to atone for the sins of the devil that I have done, I did?There is a cost. How can these people create a burden on the country? It is better to die first to save the country the cost of treating diseases and rescuing people. As a political commissar, he must first think about the Soviet Union.
The processing method is also very simple. The key points are three key words: fast, accurate and very fast!
Act quickly: French comrades cannot be allowed to bear too much pressure, nor can social production be delayed. For such a small person, delaying the communist production movement of the entire country and even the EU is absolutely detrimental to the country and the nation. Be responsible. Therefore, in order to avoid the interference of US imperialism and to truly resolve the conflict between counterrevolutionaries before it is exposed, Serov suggested that the fastest way to resolve this ideological conflict is physical elimination.
The goal must be precise: intelligence locking and targeted elimination must not allow the revolutionary masses to be affected or accidentally injured. Counter-revolutionary groups must be separated from the revolutionary masses. The most prominent feature is obviously the materialist views of the revolutionary masses and the truth of the counter-revolutionaries. To teach superstitious concepts, we need to fight and solve them in a targeted manner.
The method must be ruthless: the solution is to eliminate all counterrevolutionary elements of the Truth Religion.
The long-term practical experience of the Soviet Union shows that after grasping the three main contradictions and using real thunderous means, all counter-revolutionary groups, whether they are remnants of feudal superstition or lackeys of capitalism, will ensure that there will be no second conflict. They all went underground to support Comrade Lenin’s leadership!
On the contrary, if you continue to struggle with them, they will rebel! Human rights! Democracy! Here comes these messy things! They endlessly come up with all kinds of tricks and cause piles of troubles, which is very troublesome.
When dealing with counterrevolutionaries who are not firm enough, who are not clear-headed enough, who are not conscious enough, and who are unwilling to accept revolutionary transformation in a down-to-earth manner, Serov's method has been tried and tested. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com