They were born in the white sea, playing the notes of the new humanity and chanting the elegy of the old humanity.

—Deciphering the New Human Archives, Title Page, IC72, Tystin Oren

2047 A.D., winter, the residence of the Aryan Führer.

The young general sat quietly in the foyer of his study, a brand new gray folder pressed tightly to his knees.

His posture is almost perfect. Sitting upright, with a tall figure and a slender figure, the dark green gold-trimmed army uniform was properly lined on his torso, and even every military medal on his chest had been carefully wiped by his master, and it was shining there.

At his waist, the Point 79 Hill pistol, which was reserved for officers of the rank of general, was tucked away in a leather holster. Dubbed "like a luxury", the murder weapon was the size of a hand, equipped with a special silver round-headed bullet, each with only three rounds, the whole gun was wrapped in ivory, and the army insignia and family mark were engraved with gold and silver lines.

HILL, THE ENGLISH WORD FOR HELL, IS ALSO THE MYTHICAL GOD OF DEATH IN CHARGE OF THE UNDERWORLD, HEL, THE DAUGHTER OF LOKI, AND THE OMINOUS ONE.

When Hill first assembled his troops, the battle was going well, and the generals were in high spirits, saying that they wanted to trample on enemy countries and use HILL's three bullets to break the skulls of the three allied commanders. It's a pity that 4 years have passed, and the generals who said this are still there, but the generals who said this have used up HILL's bullets, but the target is not the enemy's commander-in-chief, but their own adjutants, secretaries, and their own heads.

Hill has been assembling it for 4 years, and 79 generals have used it for themselves, so now, this gun is both an honor and a curse, and the generals wear it, but only reload it when they go to war.

GENERAL, ADJUTANT, SECRETARY, HILL'S CURSE SEEMS TO LINGER BETWEEN THE THREE FOREVER.

BUT TODAY WAS DIFFERENT, THE YOUNG GENERAL TREMBLED AND STROKED THE GOLD AND SILVER ENGRAVINGS EXPOSED ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE HOLSTER, ONLY HE KNEW THAT HIS HILL HAD BEEN LOADED WITH ALL THE BULLETS TODAY, WHILE HIS LIEUTENANT AND THE CHIEF OF TELECOMMUNICATIONS WERE ON HIS ASSIGNMENT IN THE EASTERNMOST PART OF THE EMPIRE, AND THE DISTANCE BETWEEN HIM WAS MORE THAN 1,200 KILOMETERS.

"General Yusel, General Yusel?"

"Huh? Yes, yes! The young general, greeted by the soft voice of the female secretary, hurriedly stood upright, panicked like a college graduate standing at the most important fork in the road in his life.

"Your Excellency, the Führer, please." The female secretary smiled softly, ignoring the young general's gaffe.

"Okay, thank you." Yuser gave a meticulous military salute to the female secretary, then carefully arranged every fold of the uniform, picked up the gray folder, and strode open the sandalwood door of the study.

"Your Excellency, Yousel von Adrian salutes you." At this moment, the stern Yusel replaced the hesitant young man, because he was already standing in front of the most legendary man of his time, the ruler of the entire empire.

"I'm sorry, Joseph, my child, that you're so busy with work, and that I'm wasting my time because of my bad old man's midday exercise." The Führer wiped the sweat from his forehead with the white towel in his hand, and expressed his apology with a smile, "Tai Chi, you know, the magical aerobics from the East, in the history of the East, there is an old man who lived to be 212 years old with it, what is it called?" ”

"Zhang Sanfeng, Your Excellency." Yusel picked it up softly, as he had been when he had been the Führer's lieutenant 15 years earlier, working closely with his own commander. However, at that time, the Führer was still the invincible major general who had won all battles, and he was just a talented lieutenant who had just graduated from the military academy.

"That's right! Right! It is Zhang Sanfeng, the magical oriental old man, the creator of Tai Chi. The Führer seemed to be so pleased with the tacit understanding between himself and Yousel that a flush appeared on his face and he laughed excitedly.

This is the leader of this huge empire, the head of the Fourth Reich, Rudolf von Tang, who was just an unknown ordinary infantry battalion commander at the beginning of the expansion of the Fourth Reich. But in 2032, because he refused to pay bribes to his superiors, his troops were sent to a certain place in Africa to carry out airborne rescue operations, without logistics and reinforcements, but Rudolph led his troops to 57 consecutive victories in one year, and led 70,000 troops when he returned, almost all the besieged friendly troops on the battlefield were rescued, and at the same time grabbed immeasurable benefits for the empire.

In October 2033, Rudolph was given the rank of Major General and led the 4th Independent Mechanized Infantry Division in Africa.

In July 2035, Rudolph won a decisive victory in Egypt against the four-nation coalition, 50,000 defeated 420,000 enemies, and was awarded the rank of lieutenant general and commander of the First Army of the African Front.

In April 2036, Rudolph retired from the army and entered the political arena with the support of the entire empire, invincible with toughness and eloquence, and was elected prime minister the following year.

In September 2038, Rudolph used three major defeats in the African theater as an opportunity to push for a no-confidence motion to remove Führer Dellenni, who officially ascended to the top at the age of 46.

In 2043, the 51-year-old Rudolph led the empire to send troops to Eastern Europe, winning 9 in two months and not 3 countries.

On May 1, the Saxons declared war; On 7 May, Gallic declared war; On May 9, the bald eagle on the other side of the ocean took off, and the Third World War officially broke out, 92 countries joined the war, more than 5 billion people were involved, 207 cities were destroyed in four years, and more than 300 million casualties can be counted.

This is Rudolph, the head of the empire, whether he loves him or hates him, whether he is a pawn or a celebrity, he has to admit that he is the most far-reaching figure who has had the most profound impact on mankind since 2000 AD.

He may have been disguised by Satan, as the enemy nation propagandized. Yusel thought to himself, unconsciously.

"What are you thinking, boy boy? As an adjutant, this is really incompetent! The Führer was not angry, but Yusel, who was outside the Divine Creatures, suddenly felt that he was cold.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, seeing your sweat, I can't help but think of your great deeds, and I can't be self-conscious."

"All merit belongs to the people, boy." The Führer waved his hand, unimpressed by Yusel's answer, "I think you must have brought good enough news for your old boss when you came here this time. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency!" Yusel straightened up, took a step forward and handed over the gray folder in his hand, "Page two, Your Excellency. The conscription plan is 520,000, the estimated time is 42 days, and the equipment will be delayed for another 4 days. The plan was completed yesterday, with the actual number of conscripts coming from 532,462, 13 days ahead of schedule. The distribution of equipment was completed at the same time, 17 days in advance, please review. ”

"Good!" After listening to Uther's report, the Führer's face flushed with excitement, he slapped the table and stood up, paced quickly back and forth by the window, and finally strode to the wine cabinet, took out the treasured 82-year-old Lafite, and poured two glasses, "Uther, you and your team have done a great job, drink this wine, this is a celebration wine for the victory of the war!" With your 530,000 new forces, we can smash all the claws of the enemy into the empire, and we can also organize a large-scale counteroffensive to get more land, more resources, and more people! Because of your perfect recruitment, we will turn the tide and achieve the final victory! ”

"Your Excellency, I'm sorry to interrupt you, but please take a look at page 16, which is also the statistics from this conscription."

"Page 16? Is there even greater good news? ”

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, but it's not good news."

"Really?" The Führer's eyes shifted from his own glass to Yousel's, and then up to Yousel's melancholy lake-blue eyes, the flush of excitement quickly faded, and he poured the expensive Raffi into the potted plant by the windowsill, and threw the crystal glass out of the window.

"Bang dang!" The delicate crystal wine glass shattered into a piece on the concrete floor outside the mansion, trapping several meters of sunlight and sprinkling golden light on the ground.

"The doctor once told me that my body was not suitable for continuing to drink, and I was so excited that I almost forgot about it." The Führer smiled and sat back in his chair, his hands outstretched, "But you should still drink this cup, and in any case, the logistics department should be commended." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency!" Uther drank the blood-red wine in one gulp, and the smell of wine welled up in his stomach, with a hint of grape fragrance and fearless courage.

"Your Excellency, the age limit for this conscription is 14 to 55 years old, there are students, there are engineers, there are skilled craftsmen from all walks of life, they are the experience and future of the empire, and now they are just outcasts." Yuser took a breath, as if a glass of wine had already made him slightly drunk, "Your Excellency, plus the local war before the Great War, in the past 17 years, more than 9 million soldiers have been confirmed dead in war in our country, and we have abandoned the lives of two generations on the battlefield, and I was only 12 years old when the first foreign war began in 2030, and I sent my brother to the battlefield with my mother and finally died in the desert of Africa. ”

"Last week's senior officer's office newspaper revealed that the enemy's vanguard had approached the final line of our national border, and that three airborne divisions had even descended behind the final line of defense and captured two important bridges and a railway station.

"Your Excellency, I am your eagle dog, as long as you give the order, I can abandon my family and go to the battlefield at any time to shed my blood, but I must admit that I am pessimistic about the future of this war, and I have no hope of victory. We lack weapons, we lack food, we lack young soldiers, but even so, do we have to continue to hold out until the nation perishes? ”

After saying all his words in one breath, Yusel sat down on the other side of his desk as if in collapse, gasping for breath as he awaited the Führer's thunderous fury. Unexpectedly, however, the Führer did not get angry, but walked over to the limp young general, gently pushed the glass that had been rudely placed on the desk, turned and walked to the wine cabinet, picked up the bottle of Lafite, and poured him another glass.

"Even the logistics department has seen it, Joseph, do you think your old commander, the undefeated Rudolph, will not be able to see it? Or do you think that more than ten years of politicianship have dulled the fangs and claws of that African lion, and only endless desire and greed are left in your eyes? ”

"No, Your Excellency!"

"No explanation, Joseph, no explanation." The Führer smiled and pushed Youssel, who had hurriedly stood up, back into his chair, with a smile on his face, showing no sign of anger, "Undefeated Rudolph, I remember this title, it was given to me by a beautiful little girl when I came back from Africa in 32, and when the military correspondent heard it, it was written in the report, do you know what kind of battle it was?" ”

"I know, Your Excellency!" Yuser stood up and replied, "You took 2,000 people to parachute behind enemy lines, fought thousands of kilometers, lasted 1 year, won 57 victories, and brought back 70,000 imperial soldiers!" You are a hero of the Empire, Your Excellency! ”

"You know that's not what I want to hear, Joseph, but thank you anyway." The Führer waved his hand and smiled kindly like an old man, "The reason for that operation was that I offended my superiors, and I won't say the reason, I took my infantry battalion to parachute behind enemy lines, there was a lack of medical treatment, there were no reinforcements, and more than 300 people died on the first day of landing, we are not professional airborne troops, are we?" ”

"At night, we hid in the mountains of Africa, and by the moonlight, I saw desperate faces, and I suddenly realized that I could not fail. I brought them here, and if they were defeated, they would die, and the Infantry Battalion would not exist, so I could accept the failure of the individual, but I could not let the collective that followed me fail with me. ”

"So I easily set the tone for the fight. Enemy people, kill! Enemy Army, Kill! If an ally is unwilling to accept command or is injured and unable to move, kill! The Führer's voice was soft, but he heard Yuser's hair stand on end, and he almost jumped up and fled far away, and with three kills gently, how many people died in this year? The point is, all this is not mentioned in all the reports and documents!

"As you can imagine, my infantry battalion has experienced 57 battles at all, and my adjutant at the time counted that as of September, that is, when we were about 3/4 of the way, we had fought a total of 142 battles, and the so-called 57 battles were just battles that we carefully selected to face the enemy." The Führer remembered the past, rubbing the round bottle of Lafite in his hand, as if he was stroking the rifle that had accompanied him for many years, "I don't remember how many people I killed, but just the imperial soldiers, I killed 1 lieutenant general, 6 major generals, more than 50 officers above the major rank, my army fought more and more, the Jibu battalion finally brought back 70,000 people, but the original 2,000 people only survived 3, I was one of them." ”

"I thought I was going to die, but the Infantry Battalion won, didn't I? It can continue to exist and grow as a heroic force. But the result was beyond my expectations, I survived, and became a major general, the lieutenant general I killed, the five major generals, and the dozens of officers above the rank of major, all died in the despicable sneak attack of the enemy. Since then, I have known that as long as the collective wins, it doesn't matter what the individual has done. ”

"Your Excellency, I don't understand."

"It's okay, Joseph, it's okay, you'll figure it out soon." The Führer threw Rafi out of the window, and there was a scream in the square downstairs, and there was a commotion, but soon the whistle of the gendarmes remembered, and the noise stopped, "This is 2047, and nuclear weapons have been born for more than 100 years." Do you know? This is not World War I, it is not World War II, from the moment nuclear weapons were born, conventional war turned into a game of power, if it is to be destroyed, there is no need for war, a button, it is enough to solve everything. ”

The Führer made a drunken "Bang! The explosion did not look at Yusel's dilated pupils.

"You want ...... You can't do it, you don't have the right to do it! This can only be the decision of a madman, and your decision will destroy all of humanity! You are the devil, you are the devil! CHESTE, THE FORMER ADJUTANT, SHOUTED AND RAISED HIS HAND TO PULL OUT HILL, HIS MUZZLE AGAINST HIS FORMER GENERAL, TREMBLING.

"Are you trying to kill me? Dear Joseph. Kill your old boss, then stage a coup d'état, take over the capital with those 530,000 old men and children, and command the women of the city to entertain those who invade your country in exchange for the position of a puppet head? ”

"No, no! You can't do that, we don't have nuclear weapons! I'm the Minister of Logistics, and I know that we don't have nuclear weapons! You've never even studied nuclear weapons! Yusel's pupils dilated, and he focused far behind the Führer, muttering repeatedly, his gums bursting and bleeding from clenching his teeth.

"Use your own nuclear weapons? No, no, no, that's the stupidest thing to do, I want collective victory, not destruction. If you will not help me, Joseph, leave your shoulder and your spear, and leave through this gate. You also have an old mother, a young beautiful wife and a 3-year-old daughter. The Führer softly persuaded, "Look, a family of 3 women, your wife's name?" ”

"Melina."

"Melina. You can kill me and offer Melina to the invaders, or you can leave your spear and your shoulder flower and quit the army. ”

"Melina, I can't give her away, I can't give it away, I want to accompany her to the end of my life and watch my daughter grow up." Yuser said, mechanically tearing off the shoulder flower that he had regarded as a treasure a moment ago, and threw it on the ground, and the excessive movement tore apart the military medals on his chest, and they flew around like twisted toys, but they could not be exchanged for a ray of gaze. IN THE END, YUSER THREW AWAY HILL, AND HE SUDDENLY FELT A LITTLE LIGHTER, SO HE TURNED AROUND STIFFLY, AND MOVED TOWARDS THE GATE WITH HIS HANDS AND FEET, "MELINA, I'M BACK WITH YOU, YUSER IS BACK, NO MATTER HOW HIS WORLD IS DESTROYED." ”

Boom! A familiar gunshot rang out from behind Yousel, and the good stopping performance of the 79 round-headed bullet allowed the bullet to stay in the chest cavity after being shot through the back, rampage, almost destroying 70% of the organs, and completely killing his original owner.

The secretary rushed in as soon as he heard the gunshot, and Yusel, who was lying on the ground, was overwhelmed. The Führer ignored the female secretary, whose appearance and stature were far stronger than her business ability, and simply pressed the communication button and called the guards to clean the room.

"Joseph, Joseph, the first time I saw you was at the Imperial Military Academy, you were only 18 years old, you were so good, but you were so simple. I KNOW YOU'RE WEARING A HILL FULL OF MAGAZINES, AND I KNOW YOUR LIEUTENANT AND SECRETARY AREN'T HERE. But do you remember, you used to be my lieutenant too. The Führer took up the glass of red wine that Uther had struck, sang an elegy to the sun, drank half of it, and threw the remaining half out of the window with the glass of wine, and the wine was like blood.

"Qingwei?" Judas' plan was activated, starting at a time of 3 hours after the fall of the Führer's Residence. The Führer let go of the special red communication button in his hand, looked at the secretary who was still standing in a daze, and frowned, "How long do you want to be in a daze?" ”

"Ahh Right...... Sorry, Your Excellency! Please speak! ”

"I hereby order that the newly conscripted troops cancel the original reinforcement order, disperse to the cities and towns to evacuate the masses, and forcibly move to the nearest air defense facility, and all materials along the way can be forcibly requisitioned and transferred, and there is no restriction on the type."

"It is hereby ordered that Marshal Lundhollins rely on the terrain to hold back the enemy layer by layer, and that there will be no reinforcements, and there will be no more ammunition supplies. Ask to stick to it as much as possible, and finally ...... Be loyal to your country. ”

The Führer waved away the secretary who had finished recording the order, and looked up at the sun: "The empire will not fail, we will be reborn after this karmic fire, and then, history will record the great Rudolph, the undefeated Rudolph!" ”

On December 24, 2047, Christmas Eve, at 7 p.m., the Imperial Führer's Mansion fell, and the Führer committed suicide by swallowing a gun. He sat in the leather chair he used to sit in, facing out the window. Beside him lay the female secretary who had been shot by him. HILL'S SILVER BULLET TORE THROUGH HIS SKULL, AND THE BRAINS MIXED WITH BLOOD SPREAD BEHIND HIM TO FORM A SHOWY MUSHROOM-SHAPED PETAL.

This is the starting syllable of the end of the world.