Chapter 444: A Useless Solution
"The world is changing dramatically."
This is the most talked about in the media lately, and it is not the result of intentional guidance.
That's right, the lunar ship port plan has indeed brought a lot of impact to people, but if you analyze it carefully, you will find that the ship port plan is actually just a fuse in the final analysis.
It's the change itself that really gets people to pay attention to it.
The feedback effect of the fusion industry came faster than everyone imagined, and when the price of electricity, oil and bulk metal products began to fall simultaneously for the first time, the rapid evolution of human social life seemed to be officially sounded.
It is visible to the naked eye that the average standard of living of ordinary people around the world has risen significantly, and the most significant change is in the food sector.
The vast majority of countries in the world have begun to lower the security line of grain reserves, grain trade has been active, grain prices have fallen, and the emergence of small grains has also begun to attack the traditional four major grain merchants, and has quickly made significant progress in conquering cities.
Food monopolies have been gradually dismantled, benefiting even Africa in the "corners of the world", with the International Committee of the Red Cross reporting that the number of widespread famines on the continent in the first half of 2016 fell to an all-time low and is declining at an even faster rate.
It turns out that the food produced by human beings is completely sufficient-ββ but in the past, because of the uncontrollable future and pessimistic expectations, large quantities of food were deposited in the warehouses of state and commercial companies, and could not be widely distributed to real consumers.
And now, profit-seeking capital seems to finally see the future.
They are certainly not doing good, not in any sense of the word, but their actions are actually solving one of humanity's most fundamental and pressing problems.
This may seem ironic, but it conforms to the most basic laws of this world.
Of course, it is not capital itself that drives this to happen, but Huaxia.
Everyone knows this, and even the most ignorant children in African tribes will be told "thanks to Huaxia's fusion technology" when they receive their handout food.
They don't understand what fusion is, and they don't even know which country Huaxia is, but the seeds in their hearts have been planted.
The grain industry is not the only one that has begun to change, because of the reduction of the "basic parameters" and the reduction of the cost of living, the market economy has become active as if it had been injected with a stimulant.
And the injection of a large amount of surplus money has also brought forward the realization of technologies that should have appeared in a few years, and those things seem to come out of thin air in terms of perception.
ARοΌ It's ripe for a long time.
AIοΌ is developing.
Brain-machine? Hot.
New energy vehicles? Erupt.
The new concepts have left everyone a little confused, and have also raised concerns about the rapid development of technology, but on the whole, the vast majority of people are happy to see such developments.
Who doesn't love development?
Stepping on the torrent of the times, even if you are just a pig, you can fly in the wind.
So, let the future come a little faster.
Absolutely, absolutely do not go back to the desperate, heavy times of the past.
All in all, the world is moving forward, but in the process of moving forward, there is one country that seems to have been abandoned.
Cheyenne, Wyoming.
Wess sat in an old house on the outskirts of Cheyenne, watching the man in front of him painstakingly put the chopped wood into the fireplace, and poured himself a cup of hot coffee, and when he was finally done and sat down, Wes finally spoke:
"Actually, you can replace these tasks in a simpler way."
The man took a few breaths and replied:
"I'm not doing it because I have to, it's because I want to."
"You don't understand, it's a kind of adherence to tradition."
"I know what you're trying to say-ββ replace the fireplace with air conditioning and electric heating, and replace the traditional coffee beans with instant coffee"
"No, of course I didn't mean that."
Wess had a "successful plan" smile on his face, he turned on his phone, threw it in front of the man, and said:
"Take a look, an all-in-one solution from Huaxia."
"On the basis of preserving the relatively primitive fireplaces, stoves and other facilities that they call 'vernacular characteristics', manual labor is replaced by the most modern technology."
"You may like firewood, but you definitely don't like chopping wood for a long time, so they'll do it all for you with a mechanical hob."
"You may like the original taste of the coffee beans, but you definitely don't like the hassle of having to grind it every time, so they've also designed a one-stop coffee machine with a retro twist-ββwell, one-stop-shop, that's how they describe it."
"In short, in this plan, you can keep everything you want, but you can perfectly remove the unpleasant parts."
"To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that their business hadn't expanded to 555Fulton, I would have done a set for the farm."
"Is it really that good?"
The man swiped the phone screen in surprise, and the more he looked down, the more he couldn't put it down.
"It's good, it's amazing."
"Huaxia people have a really keen sense of business, which will definitely get orders from accurate customers."
"This is perfect for an old man like me, and I really can't chop wood."
The man praised him without hesitation, but after the compliment, he suddenly restrained his joyful expression and spoke instead:
"Still, it's just some consumerist pleasures, and I don't think it's going to have much prospect."
"Well, that's it, maybe this technology, this project will only exist for a short time."
Hearing his rebuttal, Wes nodded slightly.
"That's right, it's going to be a niche project."
"However, it will definitely not be a short-term project-ββ on the contrary, it will be there for a long time."
"Mr. Duncan, do you know why?"
The man named Duncan thought for a moment, then replied:
"Because somebody is going to go back to nature? Because the need will always be there? β
Wes shook his head.
"Nope."
"It's because they really have the money to spend on this meaningless enjoyment."
This sentence is a little mean, and even reveals some sourness, but in Duncan's ears, it has a different meaning.
Yes, they have money.
They don't even know where to invest their money, so much so that most people can live the life they want.
ββ
The best kind of life as technology allows.
Duncan sighed.
"I see what you mean. Originally, this kind of thing should have happened in the United States. β
"Yes, we used to be the country that deserved such an achievement, but now, our position with Huaxia has been reversed."
"In fact, it's not just about swapping."
Wess paused for a moment, then asked a very damaging question:
"Mr. Duncan, you used to be the governor of Wyoming and you were a senator."
"If you go back ten years, can you imagine that your current life will be like this?"
"It's inconceivable to live alone in a house that isn't luxurious at all, chopping wood and frying sandwiches for yourself, isn't it?"
Duncan's brow furrowed, but he finally nodded.
It's unbelievable.
You know, there is actually a certain peculiarity in the American system, and for a politician, the time he can reap the most rewards is not during the period when he is in office, but after he retires.
This process has been aptly described as a "planting and harvesting" process, and in Duncan's case, he planted crops without reaping the fruits they deserved.
"Do you know what that's for?"
Wess took advantage of the victory and pursued.
"I've thought about it."
Duncan sighed.
"But obviously, I was wrong."
"This is not because I lost ground in the struggle, nor because I was incapacitated."
"It's because they really don't have that much resources and money to invest in 'less essential' areas."
"Our economy is facing a broad contraction, and most investors are starting to become cautious, and if there is additional money, they prefer to invest in land that is clearly more promising."
"So what else can I do? Actually, I understand why you're making me look at those things. β
"You're trying to tell me that I'm the kind of 'all-in-one solution' that makes a few people happy, but it's not cost-effective."
"And what you're trying to do now is to make my 'solution' work, right?"
Wess nodded without hesitation, and then said:
"Yes, this is the first step in our plan."
"But of course, that's not all there is to plan."
"Our ultimate goal is to re-grow the pie and re-cultivate a group of customers who need an integrated solution like yours."
"To do this. America must become strong again. β
"And to make America strong again, we have to change a lot of things."
"Very ambitious goals."
Duncan nodded and continued to ask:
"How are you going to do that?"
"We have the support of General Grady, and I'm sure he should have called you already."
Hearing Wess's answer, Duncan fell silent.
He seemed to be thinking, and he seemed to be hesitating.
After a full five minutes, after the coffee in his hand had completely cooled, he finally spoke:
"I don't want this to be a coup d'Γ©tat."
"I need a strong enough reason."
"Of course, we'll keep you satisfied."
Wess happily replied.
"Then do it. What about time? β
"Right now, I can give orders right away."
Wes pointed to his phone, waiting for Duncan's final orders.
"Go ahead."
Duncan replied.
A few minutes later, inside the city of Cheyenne.
Keith sat quietly in a pickup truck on the side of the road, his HK416 rifle tightly in his hand.
He was a little nervous, his eyes fixed on the end of the street, knowing that in five minutes at most, there would be a major commotion.
Of course, it can't be a simple "riot", and it can't be a large-scale robbery that businesses can't stop and the police don't want to participate in.
That would be a real "riot".
There will be a lot of people who will die, and among those who will die, there will be absolutely innocent civilians.
Keith didn't want to see that happen, but he had to sit back and watch.
Because Wes has repeatedly emphasized that this is the most important part of the plan.
"No one dies, no one lives."
These are his exact words.
Therefore, Keys can only console himself that sacrifice is inevitable in order to achieve the lofty goals of the new alliance in North America.
The new North American coalition will try to compensate the innocent victims as much as possible in all the ways they can.
How should I do that?
Keith couldn't figure it out, but while he was trying to figure it out, the first wave of riots in the streets began.
A large crowd emerged from the end of the street, and then they rushed to the shops on the side of the street and began to smash and loot with impunity.
There was the sound of glass shattering everywhere, and within a few minutes, the not-so-distant street was filled with screams and roars.
The situation escalated further when the first Motorov cocktail cocktail cocktail cocktail was dropped.
Someone had called the police, and Keith heard the sound of a police car.
Cheyenne was really small, and the police who received the news had already arrived at the scene less than five minutes after the incident.
They opened the car door, hid behind the bulletproof plate of the car door, pulled out their pistols and pointed them at the crowd that caused the riot, and shouted into the crowd through the car's loudspeaker.
"Lay down your arms and immediately stop all sabotage, or we will use force!"
"Stand still and don't move! We're going to shoot! β
Keith looked at the police officers confronting the crowd, and he knew that now was the real beginning of this massive incident.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out, and the shouting policeman fell to the ground on his back.
At this moment, the street fell into a brief silence.
And then came even more raging chaos.
Gunfire rang out, and the seemingly unorganized "mob" pulled out their weapons that had been prepared long ago.
Firearms, Molotov cocktails, and even grenades from nowhere
The first group of police officers to arrive were instantly repulsed, and with just a few faces, the militants caused six casualties.
The companion in the same car looked at Keith, who shook his head calmly and replied:
"It's not enough, wait."
After another two minutes, SWAT arrived.
Compared to ordinary police officers, they are better equipped and more powerful, but the results are not much different.
The militants, who had long occupied the favorable terrain, used a large-caliber sniper rifle to kill two SWAT officers hiding behind cover, and the showdown between the real elites began.
Someone is falling, and someone is joining the fray.
Helicopters join the battlefield, followed by armored vehicles.
"If we fight again, the army will come."
Keith said silently.
Then he pushed open the door and began to attack the militants.
It's a real attack, it's definitely not a drill.
The elite of the LMS first knocked out the sniper rifle fire point of the militants with an M72 rocket launcher, and then began to throw a large number of stun grenades into the crowd.
ββ
Perfectly legal use of weapons, because they are not civilians, they are PMCs authorized by the Ministry of Defense!
The tide of battle turned in an instant, and Keys followed LMS all the way forward.
He saw many bodies, many corpses of police officers.
He knew that from today onwards, the police system in this small town was about to begin to change
(End of chapter)