Chapter 389: Mechanical Aesthetics
It was an irregular continent.
It pours out a patchwork aesthetic.
Above the land is a world of pure white and pale gold, dazzling, and technology has forged a fascinating prosperity.
At the bottom are thousands of thrusters.
The dazzling fireworks and the crimson sunset complement each other.
In the midst of the flames is the beautiful Mach ring.
Layers between top and bottom.
It's a world of brass pipes and old machinery.
The gears turn, the subtlety and intricacy of dark tones seem to bring people back to the era of steam and industry, and the bearings and rivets construct a metallic mechanical aesthetic.
A continent of decadence and radicalism.
The heavy mechanical sensation makes it impossible to take your eyes off.
"That's not the Floating City, that's the central continent of the invaders."
The two sides are still in a situation where they do not understand each other, but they are at war.
In the temporary operations headquarters on the Canterlot side, a person in charge looked at the high-level world on the screen, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Send some drones over to test it." ”
"No problem."
The instructions were executed quickly.
Twilight is coming.
A number of small drones cut through the sky and flew towards the huge floating land in the afterglow of dusk.
As expected.
With several successive roars, the flames rose in the sound of explosions, and all the drones were shot down, failing to fly to the designated target point.
"The other side has air defense systems."
Even if it has been living underground, the continent has already built a defense system.
Just like the floating city of the past.
This made the higher-ups of Canterlot realize that this war was not sudden, and the other party had been preparing for a long time, not only infiltrating the address department, but also clearly understanding the true strength of each city on the ground through some methods.
"Satellite observations show that tens of thousands of small robots have flown out of that floating road, filling two layers of the sky."
"Canopy?"
"Yes."
Everyone's faces suddenly became solemn.
That continent was so similar to the floating city that they had to think of something.
The policies formulated by Floating City over the years have suppressed the ceiling of weapon power, broken the trade order, and interfered in the policies of other cities...... It does seem to be weakening ground power all the time.
"It's almost identical, here's the picture from the satellite, you all see, the urban planning and color scheme of the floating continent, the little robots, and the double canopy being built, the rain system, and the Eyes of God that are rising...... Send a copy to other cities to remind them that the interior of each of our cities may have been infiltrated. ”
The difference in strength between the two sides is actually very large.
Population, economy, degree of industry, quality of individual soldiers, arms gaps, these cannot be bridged.
But the underworld has the advantage of poor information, and for so many years it has been thinking about counterattacking the ground, and the ground knows nothing about the underground.
"I think we need to get some of the people in the former Floating City under control."
"Our soldiers are fighting with those robots, we told them to keep an eye on how many complete robot bodies as much as possible, transport them back and disassemble them, and see if they are the same as the internal structure of the military robots in Floating City, if they are the same, then ......"
……
Canterlot sent their speculation to eight other cities.
And so the crisis of confidence came.
As Lu Wen predicted a long time ago, it belongs to the crisis of trust within humanity.
Everyone was silent for a moment when they saw the news.
They're thinking.
Are the people around you trustworthy?
It's a topic that no one wants to bring up, but these are extraordinary times, so I have to bring it up.
The nine cities were not very difficult to infiltrate, and certain departments of government, leaders of various industries, the executive board for law and order, and even members of parliament had all been infiltrated by the people of Eden.
So in another full-scale meeting in the evening, the old man Konstantin said unceremoniously: "Corruption in the nine cities on the ground is quite serious, and certain positions can be promoted only for money...... Spend money to dredge interpersonal relationships, even if it is a stranger, as long as you have enough money, you can be closer than your relatives, all kinds of information, processes, procedures...... As long as you spend money, you can get through ......"
Eden is quite experienced with this.
As soon as the old man's words fell, a councilor from Baker City stood up and said that he was from Eden.
This surprised everyone in Baker City.
The young parliamentarian who stood up in front of him is transparent about his identity, background, and interpersonal relationships, and even has his own genealogy, ancestral grave, etc., whose ancestors can be traced back to eighty years ago, or even earlier before the war.
Before that, no one doubted him.
This councillor is very young, and he is not weak in economic ability, he is kind to people, he has a large mass base in Baker City, and his future is bright, and he can even compete for the position of mayor or deputy mayor and president of the Senate in the future.
"Surprised, isn't it?" Konstantin looked at everyone with his hands in his hands, "The ground city seems to be strong, but in fact it is very fragile, full of holes, even if there is really a city to attack Eden, Eden is confident that he will retreat." ”
No one doubted the old man's words.
So the room was silent again.
Many people looked at their friends with their spare eyes.
Among them, it is very likely that there will be Eden or those of the underground forces.
Eden is barely a friend now, so don't worry about it for the time being, and those ...... underground. It's already war.
Three hours have passed since the war.
From dusk to night.
Gunfire and artillery fire continued to ring out in the corners of the city and in the suburbs.
Blood shrouded the night sky.
"We have evacuated the people on the edge of the city, the troops in the no-man's land have returned, and although a large number of members of the hostile forces have infiltrated the city limits, they are still under control, and the civilian casualties have not exceeded 1,000."
This is the situation in the city of Mou.
A large-scale war, and it was a tug-of-war street battle, according to the experience of those wars more than 80 years ago, the casualties were not more than 1,000, and it was indeed still under control.
On behalf of the city of Mou, Wei Boan continued: "We tried to directly encircle the area that rose from the ground in the suburbs, but the other side was cunning, and they captured the residents of the suburbs of Mou. ”
Very few residents have been caught, only a few hundred.
But this was enough for the army in the city of Mou not to dare to go any further.
From the perspective of the overall situation, if these hundreds of people are sacrificed, directly against the mixed area, using aircraft bombing, saturation strikes, and then washing the ground with rockets between bombings, Mowu can end the war in a few days and throw money.
If it did, the city would suffer the least casualties.
But the truth is that no.
This is inhumane and not in line with the practice of politicians.
The humble humanity is completely exposed after experiencing the dark light, and this situation is very reminiscent of the ball of sheep fat that wept in the Marseillaise.
Doing so would be spurned by the surviving citizens of Mou, and the current council and government would be infamous and would need to apologize and resign after the war.
"At the moment we have captured some of the enemy, but they know very little, they have been shouting hatred, and they don't even know who their real leader is......"
This situation surprised the top brass of Mou, who was not organized in a unified attack.
It seems to have started quite suddenly.
This is contrary to the information they received before that the ground city was infiltrated, it is very contrary to harmony, and it stands to reason that the other side should have been preparing for a long time, organized and planned.
But this is the status quo in the mixed zone, many of them have not even heard of Yin Long's name, and even if they have heard of it, they don't know what Yin Long looks like.
The word hatred spreads from the high-level world to the entire underground.
At the meeting, each city talked about the temporary situation.
The night grew darker and deeper.
The city lights dimmed, artillery fire lit up the night sky, and gunfire replaced the original background sound, and the chaos didn't know how long it would last.
The city of Mou is strong enough, the city's infrastructure is intact, the overall coordination is strong, and each region has its own defenses to withstand this tug-of-war.
But some cities can't handle it.
Westtown came forward to cry as usual, and this time there was really no way.
Three hours after the start of the war, the entire city was in ruins and civilians had been slaughtered.
The old corpses had not been completely disposed of, and new ones were piling up.
The collapsed building was covered with wreckage.
Black crows wail on the dead branches.
Corrupt blood seeped into the land, and the whole city was filled with smoke.
Even the several well-equipped airborne divisions sent by Mowu City in the past are now feeling tricky, and they have asked several times if there are any reinforcements.
"Things are slightly better on Versailles' side, but they won't last long, our soldiers are facing a group of demonic deformities, God curses them......"
"Those demons are all dying, you can't imagine the cruel and disgusting scene of the scene, limbs, bones and internal organs are mixed with blood......
After this war, many soldiers were destined to live in nightmares for the rest of their lives.
Now the question is.
The two cities in the West are already in disarray, invaded by the other side's full infiltration, and civilians have no escape.
During the last chaos, the civilians and royal families of Westster fled to Versailles, suffering heavy losses in the no-man's land on the way, and many of the inhabitants fell forever in the fierce yellow sand.
"Our people need to be moved, or even if this war is won, the two cities to the west will cease to exist."
This brings us to a new problem.
The city of Mou and other cities are willing to send soldiers to West.
Because the war is fought on the soil of that city, other cities only need to pay a certain amount of weapons and living supplies, and will not have much impact on themselves.
And once refugees are accepted......
Moreover, it is tens of millions of refugees, even if they are spread evenly among the other seven cities, it is difficult to fully absorb them.
Lots of questions.
Different races, different histories, different cultures, different traditional beliefs......
A large number of contradictions will erupt in an extreme time, and perhaps before the war is over, the human city itself will fall into civil strife.
The original inhabitants of every city would not have welcomed these refugees.
The city of Mowu has taken a stand.
"We exist to serve our own people, and we need their consent to accept refugees, and if they don't, we have nothing else to do."
That's not too tactful.
None of the people present were stupid, they knew that accepting refugees was a matter of simply preaching the spirit of humanitarianism, and that they could win over some of the people and then formulate policies, and now that all cities were at war, they didn't even need to be publicized beforehand.
But the city of Mou has expressed a clear willingness to refuse.
"It's the same on our side, it's hard for everyone right now, I hope you can understand ......" said the old mayor of Canterlot.
"You all know the situation in Baker City, it's been chaotic for a long time, and now you can't take care of yourself......"
“……”
Each city has played a role in the traditional performing arts that have sold badly.
At the same time, he also said that he would send more soldiers to support modern weapons, hoping that the two cities in the west could hold out for a while.
So the two cities in the West fell silent.
Their leaders thought about the chaos in their respective cities, and they couldn't help but sigh.
There seems to be no hope of transferring civilians.
One can only hope that this war will end as soon as possible.
But now I haven't even figured out the true purpose of the other party, and I don't know who the leader on the other side is.
The day seems unlikely to come to an end to this brutal war, at least in the two cities to the west.
"Actually, it's not impossible."
Old Man Konstantin suddenly spoke in silence.
Everyone's eyes suddenly converged on him.
I only heard the old man say calmly: "Eden has been expanding over the years from the beginning of its establishment to the present, and we have to find a way to accept more androids." ”
As he spoke, he turned to look at the group of delegates to the west.
"Eden has an artificial sun, the ventilation system and air composition are checked every year, and there are many human children living at present, and there are abundant reserves of living materials, androids don't need to eat and drink, and those materials can make three million people live for a year in extreme cases."
This is a modern war between the two sides, and it should be over in a year.
Either peace talks, or one side is completely wiped out.
"And Eden has also excavated a lot of empty underground cities, which only need a few months of simple renovations to accommodate more residents."
The old man's meaning is obvious.
Eden, on his side, is willing to accept some of the human race regardless of his past suspicions.
This can be regarded as a gesture of favor from the androids, which can improve the relationship between the two parties to a certain extent.
"Yes...... However, let our residents ...... Living with androids? On the western side, a member of the royal family asked hesitantly.
Konstantin gave him a faint look.
"What are you worried about?"
"I didn't ...... It's nothing. ”
The man hurriedly shook his head.
In this situation, it would be nice to have someone willing to accept them.
Someone else wondered, "But...... After all, as you said, in extreme cases, you can only accept three million people, and the residents of the two cities together are hundreds of millions......"
"That's right."
Konstantin responded calmly.
"So you have another choice."
He manipulated the conference projection system, projecting a map of the entire world to the very center of the venue.
On the pale blue three-dimensional map, the mountains and the sea are undulating, and each city is marked, with human cities being blue and ruined cities being red.
At the moment when the map appeared, many people present already understood what Konstantin wanted to express.
The old man pointed to a red dot on the map that was very close to Mowu City, and said: "This city is very close to Mowu City, and the transformation of infrastructure has been completed, materials can be airdropped from Mowu City, water and electricity can also be solved, and it is currently guarded by the most powerful android force on the ground." ”
This is the second city of androids.
In Lu Wen's vision, he would build a city further south underground, interconnected with the city above ground.
One light and one darkness, becoming the home of the southern androids.
So until the beginning of the war, the construction of the second city of androids did not stop, day and night, twenty-four hours a day.
Androids don't need to rest.
The city is building at a rapid pace and is already taking shape.
The overall scale of the city is not weaker than that of Mowu City, and the periphery can continue to expand.
"The location of the city is quite good, and it is almost immune to extreme weather."
Generally.
This second android city can accept all refugees without worrying about the attacks of underground forces.
There's only one problem.
Konstantin looked at the crowd in the West.
"You need the consent of the Southern Androids, whose leader is called Nine."