It is Kokang and Changchun

　"You...you...what did you say? Isn't socialism good? Lenin said that forgetting history means betrayal! Are you being worthy of the Red Army soldiers who died on the front lines by saying this?!"

　"Alright, little sister. This role-playing game needs to end. The Soviet Union has collapsed and no longer exists, or rather, it shouldn't have existed in the first place! How can anyone still like such a totalitarian, authoritarian country devoid of democracy and freedom? Haha."

　The young man never expected that his answer would make the girl in front of him so angry. She grabbed his collar fiercely and stared at the young man with vicious eyes at close range.

　"Don't you dare say that again?! If I were from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, I would execute people like you on the spot!"

　The girl's ferocious expression frightened the young man immensely. He didn't understand why he had made the girl so angry when he was simply stating the facts.

　Moreover, the girl grabbed her collar tightly. Even if she tried to break free with both hands, her slender arms would not move at all.

　In the end, the dispute between the girl and the young man attracted the attention of passers-by, and everyone was talking and pointing.

　The gathering of onlookers also attracted the attention of the patrolmen. As the police whistles sounded, two patrolmen rushed over and shouted at the young man and the girl: "Hey! What are you two doing?! And you, let go of that man!"

　Seeing that something was wrong, the girl immediately pushed the young man away. The young man was thrown back several meters by the powerful force and only stopped when he bumped into the onlookers.

　"What's going on... Hey, don't run!" The policeman was about to step forward to find out what happened, but the girl rushed out of the crowd and ran away.

　"Stop! Don't run!" Two policemen chased the girl with batons.

　During the chase, the police found that the distance between them and the girl was not getting closer but gradually getting farther away.

　"How can she run so fast?" This was the common thought in the minds of the two policemen at this moment.

　The girl in the distance turned into another road.

　"Hurry up, she's turned a corner, or we'll lose her!"

　The police arrived at the intersection where the girl escaped, panting, and looked around but did not find the target.

　One of the policemen said, "Hu...ha...hu...ha...there are only two roads here...let's chase them separately! You go to the left, and I'll go to the right."

　"it is good!"

　After the two policemen split up and chased the man, they found themselves in a dense green belt. The girl was dazed with a dull look in her eyes, and her mind kept echoing with the young man's words: "The Soviet Union has collapsed and no longer exists..."

　The girl remembered that when she was running away just now, she seemed to see a government building. The national flag in front of the building was not the Georgian Soviet Socialist Republic that she knew, but a religious flag with a white background and five red crosses.

　"No... Impossible! The Soviet Union didn't collapse, it didn't collapse! That guy is lying to me! It has to be that!"

　The girl's hands were tightly gripping the ground, with all ten fingers digging deep into the soil. The tears in her eyes dripped onto the ground and were quickly absorbed by the soil.

　She gradually recalled those glorious years.

　Those slightly childish but determined Red Navy soldiers who defended Odessa and Sevastopol.

　"Comrades, defend Odessa to the death! Never let the fascist gangs occupy this city! Our comrades in Kiev are waiting for our victory!"

　"...Frontline Marine Infantry requesting artillery fire! Gunners! Direction 42, elevation minus 10! Load high-explosive shells! Fire!"

　"It's the Stuka! Anti-aircraft gun crews, on full alert, shoot down those nasty planes!"

　"You guys, don't even think about sinking this light cruiser! Go to hell!"

　He also recalled the repairs he had to undergo in the Georgian port of Poti after being seriously injured.

　"...Comrade, it's not that we don't want to. The damage is simply too severe, and the ship is already old and its performance has long been outdated. After evaluation, it is completely unworthy of repair."

　"I don't care. I'm the commander of this warship! No matter how backward or old she is, she can still add a little bit of strength to the Red Navy! As long as she's still alive, there's no way I'll give her up! Are you going to repair her or not?!"

　"This isn't our repair team's decision; it's an order from our superiors! Captain, please calm down! But the superiors have decided to remove all her weapons and send her to Tuapse for use as a coastal defense gun. She can still continue to contribute to the defense of the motherland..."

　"..."

　Returning to reality from her memories, the girl was on the verge of collapse. She pounded her fists on the ground, sobbing in sorrow and pain:

　"We risked our lives to protect what... Our motherland is gone, our motherland is gone... We drove out the Nazis, but why is this the result? Wuwuwuwu..."

　She looked at the Second Class Order of the Patriotic War on her chest and cried even harder: "What's the use of this medal for me? Aurora, Tashkent, Minsk, where are you all? Aurora, Tashkent, Minsk..."

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　The next day, at the presidential palace in Tbilisi, the capital of Georgia, Salome Zurabishvili received a face-to-face report from the national security agency.

　Looking at the investigation materials submitted by the top leader of the national security agency, the female president said:

　"Interesting. I thought Kanmusu were the exclusive domain of the great powers. I almost forgot there was one that sank here and served as a breakwater."

　"Oh, by the way, find this Comintern number quickly. Don't let her cross the border back to Russia!"

　Chapter 58: The Soviet Union Disappeared in the Dream (2)

　The top leader of Georgia's national security agency was very dissatisfied with the president's instructions. He was very surprised that his boss had the courage to do such a thing, so he tried to persuade him.

　"Madam President, she's a shipgirl, and it's a Russian ship. If you do this, regardless of whether you can stop her or not, once this gets out, it's likely to anger Russia. I hope you'll think twice before you act."

　“…” Salome Zurabishvili was rethinking her previous thoughts.

　The head of the security agency added, "Also, I must remind you that there are quite a few Russian spies in Georgia. Moscow might have known about this even before Tbilisi. More importantly, the Communist International itself isn't aligned with us. The file also mentions a verbal and behavioral conflict between her and a passerby, right? And based on speculation, she's currently emotionally unstable..."

　Salome Zurabishvili felt a surge of pressure, his heart aching. Who would be happy if the duck in his mouth flew away?

　But the problem is that you have to look at the owner when you catch a duck. The neighboring countries can only say that they understand the Russians' usual style, but they can't afford to offend them anyway.

　As for asking America for help? Georgia's size, international standing, and geographical location are all too awkward. Before the US even realizes what's happening, most of Georgia's victory points might have been lost to the Russians. And there's no guarantee the US will come to its rescue.

　In short, for Georgia, fighting means death.

　Under the constant persuasion of his subordinates, the Georgian President had no choice but to give in and give up the idea of ​​intercepting the Communist International and taking it for himself.

　Zurabishvili rubbed his temples and said, "Well, you and the military should quickly find her and tell them we want to extradite you home. Then I'll talk to the Russian ambassador..."

　"Yes, Madam President."

　An hour later, the Kremlin in Moscow, Russia

　A man called "The Great Emperor" by Chinese netizens is answering a call from his country's Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

　"Hmm...hmm...Okay, Lavrov, I understand. Please be sure to inform the Georgian side and find the Communist International."

　Putin hung up the phone and said to himself, "Huh, it seems Georgia has some self-awareness and didn't force her to be its own."

　At a sea detection radar station on the Black Sea coast in northwestern Georgia, a soldier on observation duty during this period discovered an anomaly.

　There is a target on the radar screen that does not gradually appear from the edge of the radar screen, but directly appears at the non-edge of the radar screen.

　The radar soldier reported this to the commander of the radar station. After inspection, it was found that the ship was not a Georgian military or civilian vessel.

　The radar operator used the radio to inquire about the ship according to the military manual:

　"Located at 41.29876° east longitude and 27.3628° north latitude

　Attention, unidentified vessel at ~. Your navigation path is abnormal and you have entered our territorial waters. Please immediately report your vessel's model, whereabouts, and other relevant information. (English)"

　The other party remained silent and the radio was silent.

　The radar operator took the next step in the conversation: "I repeat, attention to unidentified vessel, attention to unidentified vessel. Please report all your information immediately, otherwise we will take compulsory measures."

　It's still a stand-up comedy with no one answering.

　"Unidentified vessel, please answer our questions immediately. Continuing to sail will be considered an invasion of the territorial waters of the Republic of Georgia. We will have the right to sink your ship."

　Finally, after the third call, the other party finally responded.

　"This is the Bogatyri-class Comintern protected cruiser. I have no intention of intruding into your territorial waters. I simply wish to return home as quickly as possible. I advise you not to attempt to stop me..."

　The radar soldier heard the sound of a cruiser with a loli sound. Oh my god, it's a ship girl. After all, anyone can react to this situation with a little imagination.

　The radar soldier then reported the matter to his superiors, and it was passed down through layers of communication to Tbilisi.

　In the evening, on the northeastern edge of the Black Sea, an old-fashioned warship with a rammed bow drifted northward. Wisps of gray smoke billowed from its three slightly backward-tilted funnels, and its bow split the inky seawater, sending white foam billowing down its sides.

　The Communist International, which had just finished communicating, was sitting on the main body's firing director, pondering the second-class Medal of the Patriotic War that he had taken off his chest.

　"If I could do it all over again...ah"

　She put down the medal in her hand and looked out to the northwest horizon. The peninsula behind the horizon was where she grew up.

　"We defeated the Tsar, the White Army, and the evil fascism, but why did we fall to capitalism..."

　At this time, a Mi-17 helicopter flew from the east of the sky, which aroused Mercury Memorial's vigilance. She immediately aimed all the weapons that could fire at the air, including 2 x single-mounted 47mm guns, 3 x single-mounted 76.2mm anti-aircraft guns, and 4 x single-mounted 7.62mm machine guns, at the helicopter.

　The helicopter saw the Mercury Memorial raise its black muzzle and sent a clarification message: "Miss Comintern, we are the Russian Embassy in Georgia and we are here to take you home. We have no ill intentions and hope to have a good conversation."

　The Communist International observed the helicopter vigilantly. It did not appear to be carrying any weapons, and the Russian tricolor flag was also pasted on the fuselage.

　Comintern pondered for a long time, then whispered on the radio: "Hmm... Come aboard."

　Finally, the Communist International was safely brought back to Russia and renamed back to its original name, Mercury Memorial. The Russian authorities gave Mercury Memorial various preferential treatments, but she still seemed to be lingering in sorrow, completely different from the lively Mercury Memorial in the game.

　A week later, Russian authorities arranged a special trip for Mercury Memorial from south to north to help her relax.

　When they arrived at St. Petersburg, the northernmost point of the tour route, the tour leader said to Mercury Memorial, "Miss Mercury Memorial, before we go to other tourist attractions in St. Petersburg, we will take you to meet someone first."

　"It's Leningrad... It used to be called Leningrad... It will always be Leningrad..." Mercury Memorial rested his elbows on the armrest of the car, staring at the scenery outside the window in a daze, muttering to himself.

　"Miss Mercury Memorial?" The travel manager raised his voice and reminded again.

　"Huh?" Mercury Ji Nian came back to his senses and said, "Wha...what?"

　The tour leader repeated what he had just said: "I said, before we go to other attractions in St. Petersburg, we will take you to meet someone first."

　"Who is it?" Mercury Ji Nian asked curiously.

　"An old acquaintance, you should know him." The trip leader did not tell Mercury Jijian directly, but kept it a secret.

　Who could it be? Mercury Memorial wondered.

　It was not until the car reached the bank of the Neva River that a well-maintained old warship gradually came into view of the Mercury Memorial.

　"It's her, Aurora!" Mercury Memorial smiled her childlike smile for the first time since she talked to the young Georgian man.

　Soon, the car stopped steadily beside the light cruiser Aurora. Mercury Ji-ni couldn't wait to open the door and get out, jumping and running towards the light cruiser Aurora.

　The tour leader chased after me and said, "Ms. Mercury Memorial, please slow down..."

　The passers-by around saw this scene and had already understood it tacitly.

　"I guess that child is the new ship girl." Everyone thought so in their hearts.

　When we boarded the Mercury Memorial on board, we heard pleasant and familiar triangular (Russian national instrument, similar to a guitar) melodies and beautiful female singing coming from the bow.

　Mercury Memorial quietly walked towards the bow with the sound of singing and musical instruments. A young girl was sitting on the barrel of the main gun at the bow, playing the piano and singing facing the Neva River.

　The girl's double white braids are her most distinctive feature, and the red five-star pendant on her Cossack hat sways from side to side as she shakes her head gently while singing.

　“И вновь продолжается бой. (The battle will continue).

　И сердцу тревожно в груди. (The heart beats in the chest)

　И Ленин - такой молодой, (Lenin was so young),

　И юный Октябрь впереди! (Young October men, march forward!)..."

　Two minutes later, the song ended and the plucking was carefully done, and the four strings made a sound like tearing silk.

　The triangle piano in the girl's hand was gradually wrapped in blue light, and then gradually turned into a light spot and dissipated.

　She lowered the gun barrel, landed lightly, turned to face the Mercury Memorial, stood at attention and saluted: "ZDrāvcstvуйте (Hello), Comrade Comintern and Mercury Memorial, welcome home. I am Aurora, bringing the dawn. May victory be with the people."

　Chapter 59: The Soviet Union Disappeared in the Dream (3)

　Mercury Ji Nian looked at Aurora with tears in his eyes and said in return, "Comrade Aurora, I'm back."

　After the ceremony, before Aurora could say anything, Mercury Memorial rushed over and hugged her, burying his head in Aurora's chest and crying and complaining:

　"Wow, wow, wow... Aurora, those... those bastards! They... they've all forgotten their origins!"

　"Mercury... don't cry, speak slowly. And your tears are flowing into my ditch..." Aurora felt a warm trickle flowing into her valley, reminding Mercury to remember.

　"Sorry, I lost my composure." Mercury Jihan immediately let go of Aurora.

　Aurora used the ship's self-cleaning ability to clean the liquid in the valley, and then asked with concern: "Mercury, did you encounter anything? If you have any troubles, you can tell me."

　Mercury Ji Nian wiped away his tears and said, "I... I had just woken up, as if I had been asleep for a long time. I was thinking, what has the situation been like on the front line since I sank myself? Have we resisted the attack of La Cui?

　Then, as I walked around, I noticed how peaceful it was. There were no military aircraft in the sky, no black smoke from anti-aircraft shells, and the land and sea were calm, with no gunfire. I wondered if the war was over.

　Then I came to a city. Everything in the city was new and strange. Everyone was holding a black, flat rectangular object in their hands. Later I learned that it was a mobile phone.

　I had a vague feeling that I might have been sleeping for many, many years, so I randomly called a passerby to ask.