At Moscow's insistence, the venue of the four-nation meeting was moved from Poland to Kyiv, Ukraine, and everyone was worried about whether the Romanovs would take advantage of the European peace talks and take the opportunity to wipe everyone out, but the Romanovs responded arrogantly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"All in one? If the Soviet Union were to catch you all, it would not have invited everyone to Ukraine to talk about it, and you thought that you would be safe and sound if you hid at 10 Downing Street, in the Elselle Palace, in the Chancellery? When the tracks of the chariot crush Europe, you will pay for your foolishness. ”

The others who were talking had nothing to say, and the advantage of the crushing game was that he didn't bother to calculate the opponent's machine at all.

The Romanovs were typical of Slavic thinking, directly and rudely pointing out that Moscow did not need to maintain friendly and cooperative relations with Europe at all, and also subtly hinted that appeasement would eventually be only appeasement.

Western Europe has no preemptive background, there is no way but to strictly defend it, and as long as the iron hooves of the Soviet Union continue to advance, it is only a matter of time before Western Europe becomes a communist world.

British Prime Minister Theresa Teresa, who was sitting in the welcome car, looked out the window blankly, in his eyes this is a lifeless city, and there are still capitalists hanging on telephone poles who have no one to collect their bodies, and several of them are even the oil and gas oligarchs she has seen on TV, who have long since become a cold corpse, allowing crows to fall on their foreheads and gnaw on carrion.

Teresa couldn't help but cover her mouth, in her eyes, this is the hell of the evil empire, there is not the slightest civilization to speak of, and all that remains is bloody brutality. She could not understand what would happen to Moscow's troops after the occupation of Western Europe.

Compared to the hell of Kyiv, only bad is not good.

Romanov prepared a bloody opening remarks for the visiting convoy, and his methods were very different from Stalin's purges, only visually more bloody than the Siberian popsicles. She could not imagine that Moscow would openly hang the capitalists in a brutal hanging, and then allow the corpses to rot on telephone poles. In Western Europe, in particular, the white left now dominates the political upper echelons, putting forward the idea of accepting refugees and accommodating European diversity, while the Soviets have brutally bulldozed the obstacles to domination, almost perversely.

The proselytizing of the Orthodox Church, the spread of religion in the Middle East, and any attempt to violate the strict laws or rebellion will be no different from that of the capitalists.

The Romanovs wanted to build a unified, atheistic world. All people must abandon their distractions and build an ideal capitalist world.

"Damn the Bolsheviks."

Teresa cursed quietly, and when she entered the city of Kiev, the original indignation subsided, and it was replaced by a look of surprise. The Kiev he saw in Ukraine seemed to have entered another timeline, and it was no longer the technological civilization he was familiar with. Giant robots up to two meters tall patrol the streets and alleys wielding steel claws, an evil red electronic eye is watching every move of the convoy, and the infrared rays of the laser scanned the entire convoy, as well as the magnetic explosive infantry wearing bulky integrated armor, the Tesla coil in the right hand diffuses terrifying arcs and sparks, and in the transparent tempered glass protective helmet, a pair of gloomy eyes are looking at the British Prime Minister in the car. Not to mention the apocalypse like a World War II super-heavy tank, two thick barrels accompanied by an exhaust pipe in the tail of the armor, emitting thick black smoke and flashing in front of the convoy. The only thing the British Prime Minister remembers is the red star engraved on the turret, the bright red words of CCCP stinging her eyes.

Presumably, the French president and the German chancellor, who arrived at this time, also saw the secret that they had been wanting to see. Moscow unreservedly revealed its secrets to the leaders of various countries, and proudly announced to the other side that it possessed a proud armored force.

Eventually, the convoy stopped at the entrance of the Kyiv parliament building, and the nearby square had already been under martial law, and even a foraging pigeon landing on the ground would be directly hit by a puddle of bloody stains.

What made French President François Hollande feel even more cold than the cold wind was the giant robots around him. The armored combat vehicle's tracked chassis, coupled with a half-human upper body, was replaced with a phased array radar on its head, and 23 mm honeycomb rockets were mounted on its arms, which were paired with array anti-tank and anti-aircraft missiles, like a moving "land frigate".

He still doesn't know when the Soviet Union created this kind of robot, but one thing is certain, that is, the director of the intelligence bureau should have resigned on his own initiative, the Soviet Union has hidden super technology for so long, they don't even know about it, this is a serious dereliction of duty, even France, for the development of American scientific research and technology, also has a general understanding. As for the theoretical weapons in Area 51, he had no intention of knowing anything about them.

The British Prime Minister, the French President, and the German Chancellor have arrived, but the leader of Moscow is missing. The deliberately late absence caused a strange feeling in the hearts of the others present.

It spreads and climbs in the hearts of others, and it grows endlessly.

"I have a hunch that this could be a trap. Under the pretext of the Kiev peace talks, Romanov actually wants to wipe everyone out. I hope you've got everything in place, President Hollande. ”

Teresa suppressed her voice and whispered. She occasionally glanced at the French president next to her with her eyes, but kept her neck from turning, but quietly made a gesture to wipe her neck.

"The French side is prepared that if the Soviets insist on detaining us, Paris will declare war as soon as possible. Whatever the secret behind Moscow, declaring war at this time is our last chance. Once they complete the secret behind it, Western Europe will never come out on top. ”

It was originally a dead end, and if you don't prepare as soon as possible, you're waiting to be pushed over. Britain, France and Germany intended to create an impregnable line of defense in Central Europe against the attack of armored forces.

The German Chancellor looked at the robots around him and whispered, "See?" Along the way, there were new weapons we'd never seen before, including these guard robots in the square, those spider-like steel monsters, and the Soviets had taken a major leap forward in technology at some point in the past, and we didn't know anything about it. Europe is now a battle between club-wielding primitives and heavily armed knights, with no chance of winning except a nuclear explosion that will end in the same fate. It is impossible to counterattack Moscow, unless we can hold the European defense, and there is still a possibility of victory if the protracted war drags on, but the unstoppable momentum of the steel torrent......"

"If it's really as terrible as imagined, why do you want to sign a policy of appeasement with us?"

Teresa didn't quite agree with the other party's point of view, she took a few steps back in the direction of the steps, trying to get away from the cold metal, and the sharp claws, all these evil technologies made her feel very uncomfortable, "Because of the nuclear weapons we still have, Moscow has been suppressing the idea of expanding the war because of the destruction of the world." ”

"Regardless of the outcome, we will be able to understand the Romanovs' ambitions after this meeting."

The three of them babbled in a whispered discussion to avoid falling into the impatience of waiting, and just as Teresa couldn't help but question the staff around her why Romanoff hadn't shown up yet, the rough roar of the engine finally came from a distance. This lifted everyone's spirits, including Teresa, and the three leaders of the big countries who had been released for a long time were puzzled when they found out that it was not a solemn convoy, but a murderous armored car regiment.

It was close to a mobile armored vehicle the size of an Airbus A380, and it was not too much to describe his size as a Land Cruiser, so much so that Teresa raised her eyebrows when she saw it, the feedback from the Berlin Intelligence Service was correct, and the news that this large mobile base known as the MCV was about to be deployed to Ukraine was not classified, and there were already a lot of spy photos in the Berlin Intelligence Service. But it was also the first time she had seen such a behemoth, which looked like a temple of steel, imbued with the brilliance of the evil empire's technology. If she hadn't seen and confirmed this kind of thing from the photos with her own eyes, she didn't believe that the declining Soviet Union could actually create advanced combat vehicles.

Teresa took a deep breath for the approaching Romanov, she already had not many bargaining chips in her hands, and could not think of any means capable of dealing with the USSR except for the union of Western Europe. If you fight alone, the empire will only be flattened.

Romanov is showing off to everyone, showing off everything he has.

After all, Russia is not a "big Saudi" that feeds a handful of capitalists by selling oil resources, and the fact that the people have taken the right to speak from them means that the country is no longer handed over to businessmen, but is truly in the hands of a government that represents the fate of the proletariat.

The hatch was slowly opened, and Romanov looked at the small figure that appeared in front of him, pretending to be calm Prime Minister Theresa, but he couldn't hide the unnatural expression on his face, and French President François Hollande, who pretended to be careless, but actually clenched his hands into fists.

The rest of the people present showed fanatical expressions, as if they saw the savior of this suffering and tragic country.

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of the Romanov's mouth, and everyone looked up at them like gods high above. Only Yuri, who was standing beside him, half-narrowed his eyes and looked at the other three.

The leather shoes stepped on the landing gear, and they walked down the steps step by step, slowly walking towards them.

He walked up to Teresa and the others, did not stretch out his hand to show friendship, but bowed slightly, smiled calmly, and said something that made everyone frown, "Welcome to the Soviet." ”

"This is Kyiv, hell for the capitalists."