"Deep naval regiments like floating islands are galloping on the Norwegian Sea four hundred kilometers away, our lands and estates are trembling under the enemy's 460 guns, but what did our ruling party do? These indifferent fools are not only irresponsible, but also stop the resistance of people of insight! Why? ”

Under the statue of the Unknown Soldier in Dijon, Richard Cotton waved his hands and roared impassionedly: "Because the resistance of the French Liberals to the Deep Navy shows the incompetence of the ruling party!" Impotent! Not only can they not protect the property of their citizens, but they also cannot guarantee the security of the country, and they are trying to cover it up! Look, the vast deep-sea beasts are roaring on our continental shelf, and the xenomorph artillery fire will soon cover the territory of France! Choose between the Liberal Party and the current government, there is only one person who can lead the people out of the gloom, out of despair, through the shackles of war, and towards total freedom! ”

The crowd of onlookers was already packed, and some grumpy people began to whistle wildly, shouting at the top of the crowd: "Little Baron Cotton, you are good!" ”

After Richard Cotton inherited the entire Cotton legacy, he fully inherited the connections and influence of the Cotton family with his outstanding skills and surging incitement, which made him rise all the way to the top and become a rising star in Burgundy's largest opposition party, the "French Liberal Party". Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"France needs a stronger fleet, like a floating continent!" Richard Cotton was so impassioned that his audience responded with a cry: "We need more fearless soldiers, like the statue behind me!" He slapped the statue of the Unknown Soldier and cursed: "We don't need cowardly decision-making, we must board the battleship, use a 460-millimeter pipe to protect our grapes and dignity, kill all those deep-sea cousins, and drive them back into the dark water!" Only the Liberal Party can lead us to victory, long live freedom! ”

"Hooray!" The romantic and enthusiastic Burgundian teenagers did not hesitate to shout hoarse voices and compete in response.

Suddenly, a group of richly dressed gendarmes, armed with automatic rifles, struggling to separate the crowd, rushed up to Cotton the orator, panting, and shouted angrily: "Enough is enough, little Cotton! Go back to the detention center, you idiot. ”

"Incompetent fellow!" Baron Cotton pointed at the gendarmes with a red face and shouted, "You should be on the boundless sea, and your guns should be aimed at the invaders, not your citizens!" ”

"Incompetent fellow! Get out of our sight! The roaring crowd began to push the gendarmes who were enforcing the law.

Dijon Square was suddenly crowded like a pot of boiling black rice porridge. The guns of the gendarmes were smashed to the ground and trampled by 10,000 people. When the gendarmerie was broken up and the captain of the gendarmerie was embarrassed to put on his top hat, he looked up to see that Richard Cotton had climbed the sculpture, took off his trench coat as a hunting flag, and fluttered in the gloomy wind: "The youth of Burgundy are not sheep, and if your votes have any value, it is when you vote for the Liberals!" ”

The captain of the gendarmerie was pale, desperately trying to stand firm in the bustling crowd, clutching the walkie-talkie tightly, and quickly pursed his lips: "The situation is out of control, ask for reinforcements." Repeat, request for reinforcements. ”

As soon as the walkie-talkie sounded, the General Administration had replied: "The police force is pinned down by the procession and some rioters, and there is no reinforcement for the time being, please stabilize the situation." Repeat, please stabilize the situation. ”

――――――――――――――――――

"The deep sea has not yet landed, and the human race itself is in chaos first." Zhuang Yan scattered a stack of envelopes on the table, and Wei Dongxian picked them up one by one to look at the English postmarks on the envelopes, including Paris, Dijon, Copenhagen, and Amsterdam. Zhuang Yan held a stack of urgent newspapers, looked at one and threw one at a time, Wei Dongxian only sat still, quietly picked it up and looked at it.

"The Deep Navy suddenly moved south from the Arctic Ocean to the Norwegian Sea, and the events in Venezuela pinned down the main force of the peacekeeping fleet, causing the Royal England-Danish cruiser fleet to collapse at the touch of a button. The panic of the people and the rise of opposition parties in the midst of the chaos are unavoidable side effects. Wei Dongxian was still cold, frowning and browsing the secret documents of MI2, and replied with her lips open.

Zhuang Yan opened his arms and scattered all the secret documents on the table, flowing into a small mountain. Then he sat on the table, strangely did not light a cigarette, hugged his chest and sighed: "The political instability in various places is indeed an unavoidable side effect. I'm not going to show you the content, it's the quantity. ”

Wei Dongxian looked at it, and there were more than 200 encrypted envelopes scattered on the table like a collapse, which was indeed breathtaking. She is like a pen-biting girl who has encountered a problem, and suddenly feels that her head is not enough.

"What do you mean?" She bit her lip and finally muttered.

"You may have overlooked the nearest newspaper. Authoritative media outlets are unanimously exaggerating the combat effectiveness of the Deep Navy and accusing the current government of weakness and incompetence, and this kind of extreme argument is most easily resonated with when the people are afraid. As a result, the credibility of the ruling party has crumbled, and the basic order of European countries has become jeopardy. When you open the envelope, you can see that all the uproar was marked by the fact that they exaggerated and exploited the fears of citizens, turning mere canvassing into violent demagoguery. ”

Wei Dongxian's face changed. She tore through the envelope and examined MI2's description of the Dijon uprising: "The magnificent House of Cotton has been reduced to an arsenal and a source of funding for the French Liberals, and the largest opposition party in Burgundy is about to rise." The scandals and arrests have pale in the face, Europe is out of control, and England is in a panic. ”

"They used to watch the Middle East divide and Africa fight. Feng Shui takes turns, and today it is finally their turn. Zhuang Yan calmly turned his back to Minister Wei, raised his head and spit out smoke rings, closed his eyes and sang comfortably: "An old queen mother, a weak prince, a declining navy, a dying empire, a group of incompetent courtiers, a bunch of rebels who quarrel all day long." ”

Wei Dongxian lowered her hand and raised her head, staring blankly at the gloating Zhuang Yan, not knowing what he was happy about.

"You, what are you laughing at?" Wei Dongxian endured it for a while, asked curiously, and when she heard her coquettish voice, she immediately touched her throat and lowered her head and coughed, and modified coldly: "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Feng Shui takes turns, and the British and French forces also have today." Zhuang Yan's back tilted his head, as if exhaling: "When our commercial mission promoted the Zhongyuan economic and trade system, who ridiculed us as ignorant monkeys? Who asserts that our efforts will be in vain? It's them. ”

Zhuang Yan turned his head quietly, like a wolf turning his head, his shoulders did not move, and his face had turned around, and he smiled meaningfully: "One day, these powers will crawl to the east, kiss our cloth shoes, ask for grand forgiveness, and apply for the use of our Zhongyuan. When that day comes, I will make countless requests to take back tens of thousands of artifacts, and they will have to fulfill them one by one, and take them all as they are. Such a happy revenge is the beacon for me to move forward. ”

Wei Dongxian hung his hand at his side, his five fingers were numb, and the pencil rolled softly to the ground. Her heart was cold, as if she had dipped it in ice water, and just wanted to ask, "Do you like revenge so much?" when she heard Zhuang Yan singing stupidly: "I wish our dear motherland to become a great power as soon as possible." ”

Wei Dongxian's heart warmed, like a goldfish with only 7 seconds of memory, suddenly forgot what she was thinking just now, walked towards him involuntarily, and asked softly: "The confidentiality agreement is treated as a dead letter by you." You asked me to come and see the military planes, I guess I have something to tell me. ”

"Immediately decouple from the European economy, exchange cheap gold and silver, and withdraw from the world economic system." Zhuang Yan's neck was warmly itched by the hot and humid words, and he realized that she was behind him, so he turned his head back slightly, glanced at her shoulder and said, "Once the currency is devalued, the wealth of the people will be looted." Start the 'Great Wall of Economy' project now, and our citizens must not lose their warm wool. ”

"The Ministry of Finance doesn't believe it." Wei Dongxian's hand lightly grasped his shoulder, and his sharp chin rested on his epaulettes, "Everyone thinks that the Great Wall of Economy is equivalent to self-destruction of the Great Wall." ”

"Leave it to me." Zhuang Yan walked away lightly: "Soon, they will be happy with you and worship you as a pioneer of reform who knows everything." (To be continued.) )