Radio Liberty, Toronto. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Mr. Bishop is giving an exclusive interview on the radio, vigorously accusing the Aurora Army of oppression and destruction of the democratic world, and calling on all Canadians to support his upcoming military operation.

"It's going to be an epic victory, and I can't say it's going to be easy, but it's going to puncture the joke of the 'Aurora Army' invincibility."

"We will show the world that we are strong, we are not afraid of any foreign invaders, and it is my responsibility to defeat and expel them."

"I even dare to make my entire military plan public, because the 'Aurora Legion' is an ignorant reptile in my eyes. They have only achieved a modest result in the past, but they have never faced a really strong opponent. ”

Mr. Bishop, a former lawyer, is very eloquent and speaks eloquently in front of the microphone, which is already his propaganda campaign for three consecutive days before launching the military operation. He hopes to use this series of publicity to increase his popularity and gather more people to support him.

Just as he was talking about happiness, suddenly a few people broke into the radio studio, and pulled Mr. Bishop away in a panic, not even caring about the radio interview that was being broadcast.

"What's wrong? What are you doing here? Bishop looked at the bodyguards that the committee had assigned to him, and wondered why these people were so nervous.

"Mr. Bishop, the air raid sirens are sounding." The bodyguard said.

"Air raid alert?" Bishop was still confused.

The bodyguard explained: "The committee is worried about the aircraft carrier of the 'Aurora Legion', but it has done some work, and at least a few airfield radars have been placed to provide early warning. Now the radar detected more than 20 planes flying from the east, so the air defense alarm was immediately sounded. ”

More than two dozen planes? There's not really going to be a war, is it?

Mr. Bishop suddenly felt a little weak in his body, and he was about to break his feet when he walked. He never thought that the 'Aurora Legion' would dare to take the initiative to attack Toronto, and immediately asked puzzled: "Impossible, Toronto is located inland, far away from the sea, and the aircraft carrier can't enter." ”

The most powerful weapon of the 'Aurora Legion' is the aircraft carrier, and everyone is afraid of this.

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

Probably feeling that it was too embarrassing to be dragged along, Bishop struggled hard and straightened up again, "Enough, stop." We don't need to be so panicked. ”

"Your Excellency, this may really be an air raid!" The role of a bodyguard is to keep Bishop safe.

"Whether it's an air raid or not, we don't need to be afraid." Mr. Bishop felt that the current crisis was a great opportunity to improve his image, and he should be strong and fearless in handling the air raid incident, "Calm down, we have air defense." Ordered airfields to dispatch aircraft to expel enemy aircraft. ”

Perhaps Mr. Bishop's composure was so touching, and the bodyguards were not panicking. And the air defense siren, which was still sounding non-stop just now, was quickly lifted, and the citizens of the entire Toronto came out strangely to see how much damage the air raid had caused.

But ......, no bombs were dropped at all, and leaflets were falling from the sky. There were two kinds of leaflets, one with the ugly disfigured face of the butcher and the other with the paralyzed wooden face of Minsk. Neither of them looks like a good person.

Mr. Bishop also came out of the underground bunker after making sure it was safe, and looked at the leaflets scattered everywhere, and he also picked up one curiously. It's just that after seeing it, his face suddenly turned red, and he was extremely angry.

"Bastard, how dare he? Where did he get the guts to make such a threat? ”

"When this kind of thing gets out, his reputation is ruined." The Aurora Legion's reputation is ruined, doesn't he care at all? ”

"Who does he think he is? Doesn't he have the slightest conscience? He thought he was the King of Terror? ”

The moment he saw the leaflet, Mr. Bishop wished that a bomb had fallen from the sky. If it's a bomb, no matter how much damage it causes, it can make the residents of Toronto fight against a strong enemy together, even if it is a few craters.

But now it is more than 20 light transport planes that have dropped more than 100,000 leaflets, and it is not a matter at all if it is normal to scatter some leaflets, but now it is not understood in this way.

The leaflet with Minsk's head read: "Citizens of Toronto, surrender!" Merciful Victor. The captain of the Hugo army was very generous to his people. But he has always been brutal and ruthless towards 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 mutated creatures that appear in the wasteland, think of your own families and children, resistance will only lead you into the abyss of despair. ”

Sounds scary!

And the leaflet with the butcher's head reads: "This is a miserable world, where the weak either take refuge in the strong or die." Choose for yeast what you want to do. Death is simple, just blow up the Darlington nuclear power plant and the intense nuclear contamination will kill most of you.

But I'd rather talk to you about the beauty of life. We will provide adequate food, stable work and life, universal health care and education. While we can't get to where we were before the Cataclysm, we do everything we can to meet your needs.

I remind you that only 1 in 10 will be redeemed by us, and the rest will go to hell. To surrender you have to hurry, we only contain half a million people. The choice is up to you. ”

It's threatening and tempting, and with a bit of urgency, you don't have much time to think about it.

After reading the leaflet, Bishop trembled, and the paper in his hand was rattling. This is power, this is naked oppression of the people with fear!

No one thought of Victor. Hugo not only did not practice the policy of softness, but he brazenly proclaimed his terrible - those who disobeyed him would die!

There is such a ruler in the world, who does not play cards according to common sense!

Bishop for a moment realized that he didn't know Victor at all. Hugo this man. He was previously interested in Victor. Hugo's demonizing propaganda was completely wrong, and now the people of Toronto know that the enemy is extremely powerful, savage, terrible, and a tyrant who does all kinds of evil.

This was meant to arouse the citizens' disgust towards the 'Aurora Legion' and resist Victor. Hugo's wooing. But now people don't woo you at all, and people are clearly not good people - Lao Tzu just wants to fuck you, you can only choose to cry and be fucked or laugh.

If it had been before the Cataclysm, or if there had been a strong ruling body, such barbarism would have had no effect at all.

But now in the apocalyptic world, the law of the jungle is completely implemented, and no one will stand up for justice at all, and no one will even open their mouths to accuse. The Toronto Home Rule Council has not used enough prestige to neutralize the threats emanating from the Aurora Legion.

"Big trouble!" Bishop could already have imagined that the leaflet would fall, and that the members of the committee would immediately demand that troops be sent to defend the Darlington nuclear power plant. Regardless of whether the Aurora Legion attacks it or not, it needs to be heavily guarded.

Bishop couldn't even say 'no' to this, otherwise he would be putting the lives of millions of Toronto's residents at risk. And he now has only 3,000 men in his hands, and only 1,000 mobile troops can be drawn out. In this way, the plan to attack Montreal was naturally postponed indefinitely.

"Damn, how can this man do this? With the existence of such unreasonable people, the civilized world is going to be finished! Bishop's mind was in a mess, and a single leaflet disrupted all his plans.

A flyer announcing the true arrival of the barbaric age of the wasteland. From now on, all hypocritical faces will be torn off, and only interests will remain! (To be continued.) )