"The war continues to ravage Europe, but the rescue has already left the United States!
Every able-bodied young man is ready to defend his homeland!
” An impassioned voice came from the speakers next to the big screen, and the picture also changed to the process of soldiers joining the army.
Back in New York, back in Brooklyn, Steve breathlessly depressed, and he walked into a movie theater to take a break, where Wilson's new zombie film was showing.
He remembers that it was a term he came up with with Bucky when he was a child, and Mr.
Wilson brought it to the big screen.
The zombies that eat meat are exactly the same as the people he saw in the subway station when he was a child, only dirtier.
The film perfectly reproduces the fear they felt back then, and it stands to reason that a heart patient like him shouldn't watch this kind of movie, but in order to miss his childhood, he still bought a ticket to come in.
In addition to women, there are more elderly people in the cinema, and there are few men in the prime of life, and they all go to war.
Now the society is in a wartime economic system, and watching movies is one of the cheaper entertainments.
Therefore, there are quite a lot of people in the theater during the day, but this year it is stipulated that at the beginning, middle and end of the movie, it is necessary to insert conscription advertisements to promote the conscription policy of the United States and expand people's patriotic enthusiasm.
So the last second was a beautiful heroine and a zombie dog met in the corridor, and the next second the picture directly became the picture of American GIs walking into the barracks.
There was a deflated snort all around.
Just when I saw the critical moment, there was a recruitment advertisement, the atmosphere was gone, and the audience sighed secretly, I took off my necklace, you show me this?
Steve, on the other hand, looked at those soldiers with longing, and he envied that they could join the army and that they could contribute to the country.
He stared at the screen with sparkling eyes, and imagined himself walking in the middle of the line.
But the picture on the screen has changed, and he is a little boy about six or seven years old, wearing a Boy Scout's boat-shaped hat, picking scrap steel on a mountain of rubbish that can be re-smelted and turned into weapons or chariots.
The impassioned narrator sounded again, praising the little boy on the screen: "Even little Timmy is contributing to the country, collecting scrap metal, well done, Timmy!"
” Steve instantly felt countless eyes fall on him, and the women around him secretly looked at him out of the corner of their eyes, as if they were saying something.
"Why are you watching a movie here?"
"Go to the battlefield, man!
Gee!
” "Why don't you learn from little Timmy and pick up trash?
Oh, you're probably a piece of trash!
” "Shame, shhh But these eyes were quickly removed, for the women finally saw in the darkness that the man was thinner than themselves, his face was as pale as a skeleton, that he might not live long, and that they could not ask a sick person to die.
Their eyes turned to sympathy and apology, although the thoughts were similar, but the meaning was the same, you are so pitiful.
Steve shrugged his shoulders slightly, he has been used to such a look over the years, the kind people around him always take care of him in life, when he goes to buy vegetables, even the most scheming vegetable shop aunt will give him more, and will tell him to go to the doctor earlier, some diseases can not be delayed, etc.
It was because of the existence of these good people that Steve couldn't let the war burn on their heads, and he wanted to join the army even more to stop the war.
Some thoughts flashed through his mind, but they were all in the air, and he smiled wryly and turned his gaze back to the iron-walled tank on the screen.
This is also the work of Wilson's Enterprises, but this huge steel monster does not at all resemble the style of American industry, with two huge and hideous barrels, a flat hull and thick armor, more like the product of some country across the Pacific Ocean.
He remembered that the tank had been talked about by Mr.
Wilson when he was chatting with them, and that the internal development was codenamed Apocalypse, but he didn't know why it didn't use its previous name after it was installed.
Maybe it's a series with other military products, Steve thought.
However, in fact, this is not the reason, this tank actually only has the appearance of the Apocalypse Tank, and in its bones it is actually a 3 Grant with a different shell, that is, it has been replaced with a gun with a larger caliber and changed to a twin turret, replaced with thicker armor, and installed a few more engines.
It's like a hard-to-build toy, except for defense, everything else is not good, loading is as slow as a self-propelled gun, driving as slow as a turtle, those experts in the military factory, have done their best to make this thing move.
At the beginning, the bricks were all above the top, Su Ming drew the shape of T34 and IS for their reference, they felt that they couldn't look at it, Su Ming directly drew the appearance of the apocalypse, and they swore that they could definitely make it, absolutely fierce.
During the internal acceptance, Su Ming wanted to kill these wastes, and gave them so much R&D funds, so he came up with a self-propelled gun and a T95 turret combination?
But he thought about it and endured it, after all, the money was spent, and the turret was justice, so make do with it.
If this kind of tatter is still called the Apocalypse Tank, it is purely a waste of reputation, and after Su Ming sent these experts to study the walk-behind tractor, he simply renamed this metal monster the Iron Wall Assault Cannon, focusing on the only advantage of defense.
Very figuratively, this thing is just a moving iron block, but it is also a piece of iron with a thick enough front armor and a large slope that no amount of anti-armor fire from the enemy can penetrate its front armor now.
Su Ming sent a lot of lobbyists, and in the end, the military may have lost face, but they still purchased a batch and used it as infantry support weapons, at least other anti-tank guns have to be towed, and the iron wall assault gun can move itself, right?
On the contrary, the rifles, pistols, grenades and other individual weapons produced by Wilson's enterprises passed the test smoothly, after all, Su Ming was able to draw complete drawings, and each part was exactly the same as the future classics, which could be made by only workers.
Before the war, the United States had a very small number of troops, only about 8 regular divisions, plus 14 National Guard divisions, about less than 600,000 people, and after entering the war, the army was rapidly expanded to 2 million, and later as high as 4 million, and these people all need standard weapons.
Wilson's enterprises have hoarded enough weapons over the years, and it can be said that they have been preparing since 29, originally intended to support the Celestial Empire, but now they are all more.
At a time when other military enterprises were still promising the military their production capacity and how many guns they would have every month, Wilson's enterprises directly crushed them with the advantage of millions of spots.
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At the beginning, Britain was quite resistant to replacing its troops with American weapons, because their ammunition caliber was different from that of other countries, and the use of foreign weapons was tantamount to giving up its own military industry.
However, after the retreat from Dunkirk, they had no choice, and for the sake of the weight of the ships, the 330,000 people who withdrew basically lost their light and heavy weapons.
It takes about half a month to replenish the domestic production of weapons, and there is a lack of steel and coal, the production capacity cannot keep up, and the policy is even more inclined to the navy, and the resources are prioritized for large-scale construction, which means that the local area is almost undefended for more than half a month.
The British organized local legions, and many old gentlemen took out their ancestral weapons, their average age was over fifty years old, and they used swords, sabers, bows and arrows to defend their homes, and they were called Daddy's troops.
So the question arises, either the soldiers are allowed to use the cold weapons of the Wars of the Roses hundreds of years ago, or they are immediately reequipped with weapons sold by the Americans, and Wilson Enterprises also supports installment payments and physical mortgages.
Although these weapons are not familiar at all, and there are a lot of troubles that follow, there is no choice, if you do not want to run to other countries to form a government-in-exile like the French, then you must accept the help of the Americans.
What is the use of what is used in wartime, what is the problem of changing clothes, what is the problem of training, what kind of chain reaction is caused, that is all the things that politicians consider, soldiers have to fight hard with others on the battlefield, there are weapons, and the most important thing is that the weapons are easy to use.
This was not a normal conscription in later generations, and now the British would catch a man on the road, tell him that the Empress needed you, and then stuff any weapon into his hand and go to war.
In short, if you kill one, you won't lose, and if you kill two, you will earn, and the British have already lost the red eye.
In a few days, the hairy bear's side will become similar, what training, organization are unnecessary things, anyway, there are commissioners and overseers in the army, as long as the soldiers can shout Ula.
Not to mention the French guerrillas, now it was De Gaulle who begged others to give him the weapons on credit, and only Su Ming kindly evened them out to him.
Now Britain lacks weapons, energy sources, food, everything.
Even Prime Minister Qiu Fatzi can only eat a sandwich every day, relying on cigars and absinthe to satisfy his hunger, and he is so hungry that he can't sleep every night, claiming to work twenty-three and a half hours a day.
However, Steve didn't know these behind-the-scenes tidbits, he still looked at the huge tank with envy, in his opinion as a military novice, the larger the size of the war weapon, the more powerful it is, and the iron-walled self-propelled anti-tank gun is indeed very large, at this time there are twenty or thirty soldiers sitting on the screen, dozing off as the tank advances.
I don't know where a peasant appeared on the side of the road, flashed on the screen, and actually drove a donkey cart to overtake them.
Steve's brow furrowed, this donkey cart is running too fast, it really doesn't pay attention to traffic safety However, the soldiers on the tank did not open their eyes, they were used to it.
Steve was very happy, this shows that the US military discipline is strict, and there is no offense against the common people, don't you see that the tank is making way for the donkey cart?
The soldiers were also holding a new carbonated drink, orange juice flavored, which was said to be more nutritious and called the high-energy bigpoer.
Mr.
Wilson liked to use the word "vigorous", and always said that vigorous works miracles and other strange things, and it was also a new product of the enterprise, which was distributed to the front line as a munitions and compressed biscuits.
Steve once ate a compressed biscuit according to the standard eating method drawn on the ration packet, and poured another bottle of Vigor, and after a while, his stomach was so bloated that he vomited, which made Bucky laugh.
Although Wilson's business was getting bigger and bigger, and his relationship with the military was now even more of a honeycomotive, he never thought of going to war through Mr.
Wilson's connections.
Even strange doctors prevented him from joining the army, let alone Mr.
Wilson, who was familiar with his physical condition, and according to his character, if he told him that he must join the army, he would probably be very generous enough to go to an acquaintance and stuff himself into the General Logistics Department in Washington, D.C., or some other office, where he had plenty of oil and water but would never need a gun for the rest of his life.
He didn't want to do that, if he couldn't go to the battlefield to defend his family and country, then there was no point in joining the army.
Just as he was thinking about these things, there was a discordant scene in the movie theater.
A few rows in front of him was a man yelling.
"Boring!
Hurry up and play the movie!
” The people around him were unhappy with him, but they only looked at him with contempt, because it was very rude to speak loudly in a movie theater.
But Steve doesn't think so, in his opinion, it is an honor to contribute to the country, and now they can watch movies here, all of which are earned by the soldiers on the front line with their lives.
So he immediately spoke out to stop it.
"Hey, can you be respectful?"
The people in front did not respond to him, and the picture changed from tanks to infantry, with some wounded soldiers being carried on stretchers to rudimentary hospitals.
"Our lads are on the front lines to give the Axis some color to see, but freedom is never without a price" But the voice of the narrator was covered by the loud voice of the audience in the front row, he came to see the zombies, what kind of commercial did the ghost watch, it was all a deception to death.
"Hurry up!
Keep the movie playing!
The man shouted unscrupulously, attracting sideways glances from the people around him: "I want to watch Alice fight zombies!"
Hurry up and put the feature film!
” Steve couldn't stand this attitude anymore, and he leaned forward, amplifying his voice.
"Hey!
I said can you shut up?!
” The guy in the front row shut up, and not only that, but he stood up and turned to look at Steve.
A large black shadow completely blocked the skinny him, and the shadow kept Steve clinging to the back of the seat.
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The man stepped over a few seats, grabbed Steve like a chicken, and carried him to the back door of the movie theater.
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