Chapter 159: Under the final gunfire Suburban Washington, the federal capital, on the west bank of the Potomac River, Arlington National Cemetery Founded during the Civil War, Arlington National Cemetery was once a neat, quiet and solemn place for patriotic education, but now it has become bustling with people, smoke and all kinds of noise. yznn Between the stone monuments and crosses in the cemetery, countless temporary shacks and tents were densely covered, like mushrooms after the rain, spontaneously forming a large-scale refugee camp.
These refugees, who had nothing to lose, used scrap newspapers and various garbage to build countless shabby shacks in the cemetery, forming countless maze-like complex alleys.
Since there is no drainage system and no one to deal with the garbage and feces, the place is always filled with a pungent and unpleasant stench.
However, although these American refugees are now all short of food and clothing, dirty and smelly, like the sloppiest beggars, they have almost nothing.
But even at this time, these down-and-out Americans still generally possess one of the most valuable assets, and that is guns.
Long before the birth of the United States, this land had a tradition of everyone holding a gun.
In the eyes of the "vulgar and barbaric" American rednecks, only with guns in their hands can there be bread, land, freedom and a series of good things. thing.
And once they don't have guns in their hands, they will become lambs to be slaughtered.
Moreover, next to Arlington National Cemetery is the Pentagon that was bombed into ruins, and there is an abandoned arsenal inside.
Even those who do not own guns can easily find some military supplies such as helmets, uniforms, body armor, military boots, as well as 1911-style pistols and Thomas submachine guns, Garand rifles and other small weapons, and some people even discovered rocket launchers and mortars.
The American refugees gathered at Arlington National Cemetery were simply more numerous than the French insurrectionists who organized the Paris Commune.
Better equipped.
Many of them also put on military uniforms, and at first glance they thought they were regular soldiers.
However, for Americans who are suffering from the disaster of nuclear explosions, these small weapons are of no use.
The ferocious enemies who are destroying the United States of America at this time are not beside them, nor within the range of any firearms.
Far across the ocean.
Even the largest-caliber heavy anti-aircraft guns cannot hit the Soviet jet ultra-long-range strategic bombers at an altitude of 19,000 meters, let alone a few rifles.
Therefore, even though they have obtained so many weapons and ammunition, these unorganized, undisciplined and aimless wandering refugees can only use the firearms and ammunition in their hands to fight with each other, just for a few cans or a piece of bread.
Or be a little more active and hunt hares in the wilderness with a gun to satisfy your hunger.
Then just go hungry and stuffed, living day by day in a muddle-headed way until death comes.
However, now someone finally stood up in front of these confused people and loudly reminded these armed refugees: Although the pistols and rifles in their arms could not hit the Soviet jets in the sky, they could knock down the White House on the other side of the river.
The bastard president who dragged everyone on the road to hell forced this bastard president to kneel down to the Soviets and surrender unconditionally, thus ending this nuclear disaster that was like purgatory.
"Gentlemen and ladies, you come from all over the world, and you all know very well what terrible things are happening in the land of our motherland.
From now on, the entire United States, every state, every county, has been completely enveloped in unprecedented despair. , in this war, our only and final goal is to survive, no matter how humiliating the price is, we will not hesitate to do so.
Yes, I say without any secret that I am advocating surrender.
Everyone, you can accuse me of being cowardly and cowardly, accusing me of betraying my motherland and my faith, but please listen to me.
No matter how magnificent the hymns and gorgeous songs are, Praise is meaningless to the dead.
Only by surviving can there be hope.
All humiliation and trauma will disappear with the wind.
As long as you can survive, tomorrow will be a new day."
An old man wearing an old military uniform stood on a broken and charred stone platform in Arlington National Cemetery.
He spoke loudly and sincerely.
The content was simple and not high-profile.
He just regarded survival as the highest goal.
Listen to the following The slovenly refugees nodded in agreement.
"But the premise of all this is to survive.
However, in order to avoid admitting failure and evading their own culpability, a few shameless politicians and selfish powerful people in the District of Columbia would rather turn the country into a scorched earth, their homes into ruins, and the people into corpses." willing to go to the gallows In the face of irreversible defeat, for the dignity and arrogance of these politicians and powerful people, and for the sake of making the people of the country die together with them, the sinners, they even desperately advocated the glory of martyrdom and tried to pull tens of thousands of American citizens.
Go to hell with them and be buried with them.”
The old man in military uniform waved his fist and shouted, "What is the difference between this cruel and selfish inhumane behavior and the devil in hell?"
So, after a moment of silence, the many war refugees listening to the speech below began to make various noises.
"Asshole, we are human beings too.
Living, thoughtful human beings are not the burial objects of some masters."
"Damn it, how could these irresponsible, despicable politicians do this?"
"A person who lost the war, refused to plead guilty and accept punishment, and dragged everyone to die is worthy of being president."
"You should bear the disaster you caused yourself.
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What does it mean to send away your loved ones and ask us to die with them?"
"Who vowed to push the country to join the war in the first place, to spread the glory of the United States to the whole world?
Now the war is like this, and all Americans are about to die.
Those officials are still refusing to commit suicide and apologize, but are dragging their feet.
It’s shameless for everyone to go to hell together.”
"This country is not only theirs, but also ours.
Why should they be allowed to take the entire country as a burial object?"
"Hey, what can we do?
The black-hearted bosses on Wall Street will not think that this country has a share that belongs to us."
"Wall Street, haha.
Where is Wall Street now?
It's just the radioactive ruins on Manhattan Island."
After finally waiting for everyone to calm down again from the noise, the old man in military uniform on the stone platform glanced at everyone with solemn eyes, remained silent for a while, and then said in a more serious tone: "Of course, we can't forget hatred either, we can't forget Who destroyed our prosperous city and beautiful home?
We cannot forget who killed our brothers, sisters, parents and children.
However, hatred should be what drives us forward and The driving force for development, not a bomb of self-destruction.
We cannot let this kind of hatred get lost in our minds.
Like President MacArthur, he is desperate and does not care about the disparity in power between the enemy and ourselves.
He only knows how to fight to the end.
This is not a fight at all, but forcing everyone to wait together.
Death because we can no longer even shoot down a Soviet bomber.
Today, we are as powerless as the Indians in the past in front of the Bolshevik nuclear weapons.
As a great nation, of course we must always remember these hatreds, but we cannot take revenge immediately regardless of everything, but must wait patiently for the opportunity.
As long as we save the future generations of our nation, there will always be a day of revenge.
On the contrary , if we are all dead.”
The old man in military uniform made a helpless gesture, "Then everything in the United States will be over, and there will be no future left."
Everyone nodded in agreement with the above point of view.
So the old man in military uniform changed the topic, "However, the gentlemen on Capitol Hill and the federal government didn't think so.
They sent their relatives and descendants overseas, and most of them ran away with them, leaving only a few of them.
The die-hard guys are still here, wanting to watch the United States of America go to complete death and destroy what they can't keep.
They would rather destroy it than hand it over to others.
However, we poor people who still live on this land can Do you agree to such a ridiculous thing?"
"No", "Of course not", "Never", "Are their relatives and descendants the only human beings?
The lives of our poor are also our lives."
The crowd immediately erupted into all kinds of shouts like a mountain roar and a tsunami, shaking the grass in the cemetery.
Ye seemed to be trembling.
"Yes, the life of the poor is also life.
Now we have lost too many things.
Our cities, our farms, and our mines have all been destroyed by the Soviet atomic bombs.
Our ancestors used the rifles in their hands and fought unyieldingly.
"We have won such a beautiful and fertile country for us.
It is a pity that we failed to protect it and failed our ancestors and everyone who sacrificed for this land."
The old man in military uniform preached to everyone affectionately, "So, we can no longer let it down, otherwise we will die of shame.
If we don't stand up to save ourselves now, don't stand up, but continue to live in such a muddle, look.
As this crazy federal government continues to lead the country and its people to death, more nuclear bombs are being dropped Detonate on the soil of our motherland, then we will lose the last group of compatriots, the last foothold, and the last hope for future revival.
Faced with the current desperate situation, what we have to do is not discuss and Instead of shouting slogans, we immediately picked up weapons and prepared to fight.
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Now we can only end this disaster by entering the White House."
He waved his hands and shouted in a voice that was almost roaring with excitement, "Gentlemen and ladies, show your courage.
Now is the time for us to fight for our survival.
For our survival and for the sake of our descendants."
Fighting for the future” As a result, there was an immediate response below, with countless people waving long and short spears, roaring like thunder: "Fight fight fight fight" "For the sake of our lives and the lives of our families, the tyrant in the White House must be overthrown" "We have had enough of letting those selfish politicians die.
Only when they die can we live."
"To hell with the dignity and arrogance of those politicians and powerful people, the lives of our poor also matter."
"Cross the Potomac, march into the White House, and let that arrogant bastard who values human life kneel before us."
Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene seemed to be almost brewing, the old man in military uniform standing on the burnt black stone platform, General Dwight David Eisenhower, nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand.
So, a group of soldiers came immediately, recruited volunteers directly from these armed refugees, and then distributed the red flags and sleeves of the uprising to everyone, and divided them into several teams to facilitate coordinated command.
Next, another lieutenant with a red sleeve on his arm came forward and asked General Eisenhower the specific time of action.
"Considering that these mobs probably cannot fight in the dark at night, the operation time will be set at six o'clock tomorrow morning."
Looking across the broad Potomac River, with the federal capital bathed in the bloody sunset, General Eisenhower was silent for a moment, and finally said decisively, and then let out a long sigh, "Actually, I didn't want to do this, but I really didn't have the chance to do it.
There is no other choice.” s: The Brexit memorandum states that in order to formulate the Brexit policy bill, a new department needs to be established and 30,000 civil servants will be recruited.
Now I can understand how the United Kingdom has a mere 19-ship company for an army of 50,000 that is about to become a pure infantry.
Naval frigates and destroyers, whose missiles are almost useless, cost US$56.2 billion a year.
I wonder how many times the number of civil servants in the British Ministry of Defense has expanded to several times the total strength of the entire military oshow7: