Fang Zhou, why do people say I am a succubus?

As for W, after listening to the whole process with great interest, he chose to abstain.

Her target has always been His Highness Londinium, and she has no interest in saving the infected or restoring Tara.

After the meeting, Chen Zhou visited the Terra Times headquarters and gave some suggestions to editor-in-chief Xiao Fang and photographer Xiyin.

"Leaflet offensive? What is this?" Xiao Fang had never heard of it before.

"Hill County is almost a perfect blueprint for the Tara people's rebellion: the Tara people who are suffocating under heavy pressure, the extreme Victorian garrison who dropped the Originium dirty bomb on the Tara community, the Tara people's traitors... We just need to give the conflict a slight push before it explodes - and the leaflets are that push."

He looked at Editor-in-Chief Xiao Fang and wrote a leaflet similar to a manifesto against the enemy, "For example..."

Xiao Fang and Xi Yin lowered their heads and saw the words written on the white paper:

The Victorians persecuted the Tara people and destroyed their history and culture. This is unforgivable! Language and writing are a national memory and proof of the existence of our ancestors. Losing the Tara civilization means not only losing our identity, but also losing the dignity and self-confidence of the Tara people.

[Look at the two superpowers of Yan and Ge, their national strengths clashing; the Western powers, fighting without hesitation. Only our nation has lost cities and territory. This is a national shame, a national humiliation, and a tragedy for the entire race! I urge my fellow tribesmen to remember the past of Gaul and not grovel before the swords of the Victorians. Join the Taliban, strive to be free men, spread the prestige of our nation on Terra, and bring our people to the top!]

Chapter 4 I Want the Victorians Dead

Chen Zhou's words were quickly implemented.

The Terra Times gathered several writers to create leaflets based on some fables and quotes from the past, with the intention of distributing them in Hill County.

The verbal offensive can be left to them for now, and then he turned to look at the photographer Xiyin.

Following his line of sight, the girl with the tea-white bob haircut looked at him expectantly, holding the camera and pinching the collar of her windbreaker.

This is a girl who looks very quiet. Although she is wearing a Mickey-colored windbreaker, the small suit and pleated skirt underneath still highlight her elegant temperament.

When Terra Times was recruiting photographers, Xiyin chose to join because of the generous salary and the provision of housing in the floating city.

But the most important thing is to be optimistic about this newspaper. With the floating city as its base, the reach of the Feathered Beast is an extension of the Terra Times.

"Leader~"

No... Are you a sloth? I'm getting sleepy just listening to that.

"Okay, stop talking. Let the photography assistance robot handle the communication."

Chen Zhou yawned and reached out to stop him.

He highly values ​​this photographer who is good at surveying battlefields with robot teams. This time, Xiyin is really indispensable in recording the crimes of the garrison in Xiaoqiu County.

"That's too much~"

Xiyin pursed her lips slowly, feeling very powerless, and called the robot 'lens' over.

"Please let the camera do the task that needs to be assigned to Miss Xiyin." The camera car said in a cheerful tone.

"You can be controlled remotely, right?"

"Of course!" The camera gave an affirmative voice.

Chen Zhou nodded and looked at the camouflaged camera car:

"That's good. Xiyin, you follow me when we go to Xiaoqiu County so that we can remotely control the camera and take evidence."

……

Two days later, Xiaoqiu County.

This is a medium-sized mobile city at a moderate distance from the capital, Londinium. Its main industries are agriculture and light industry. The local Tara population has a high proportion and has always been discriminated against and oppressed by the Victorian military.

Victoria's ethnic policy was truly flawed. On the one hand, it employed numerous tactics to eradicate the history and culture of the Tara people and shape Victorian national identity. On the other hand, it condoned and even encouraged discrimination against the Tara people, fueling a deep-seated conflict between the two ethnic groups.

Today is still a sunny day. Victorian honor guard Qin Liu took a break from her daily routine and went to the Rhode Island office in Kochi County with some handmade snacks to have tea and chat.

As a ceremonial soldier, the daily work is very relaxing, but the tea party time with Rhodes Island operators such as Oliver and Shredder makes up for it.

Arriving at the square in front of the office, Qin Liu was about to go in, but found a little boy holding a ball, standing in front of a bakery in a daze.

The little boy holding the ball...

The first reaction of the kind and friendly Qin Liu was

——Are you hungry? =========================

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Indeed, it is easy to have this feeling when seeing a little boy with torn clothes and many band-aids on his wounds.

However, the feeling varies from person to person.

If it were the citizens of the East Country, their reaction might be - Damn, little boy.

If it were a clergyman from Lateran, their reaction might be - damn, little boy.

It was obvious that Qin Liu was extremely wrong this time.

"What do you want to buy?" Qin Liu squatted down and smiled, full of friendliness.

Turning around silently, the little boy Craig withdrew his gaze from the distant street corner and looked at the woman who spoke to him.

Just now, another Tara man was captured by the garrison and taken to the warehouse to pick potatoes, and he knew very well that these people who were taken away would never come back.

And the person in front of him was——a Victorian soldier? !

"..."

After a long silence, Craig, the boy from Tara, stared at her calmly with an indescribable dullness in his eyes, as if he was ready to die.

"I want the Victorians dead."

It was like a bolt of lightning coming out of nowhere. Qin Liu stood up suddenly, feeling a chill in his heart.

As a resident of Xiaoqiu County, she couldn't be unaware of how acute the conflict between the two ethnic groups had become.

Although she had been numbing herself with the beauty of daily life, she knew that she never dared to pass through the Tara community.

Those withered, desperate, numb eyes, like the figures of the walking dead, made her feel guilty every time she saw them.

But she is just a ceremonial guard, what else can she do except to whitewash the situation?

She turned around in embarrassment and ran into the Rhodes Island office as if escaping.

"What's wrong? Are you distracted?" Operator Oliver handed over a cup of hot tea with a concerned expression.

"Ahaha, no, it's okay..." Qin Liu forced a stiff smile in response to his friend's concern.

But that young face that loathed her from the bottom of its heart, the eyes filled with hatred, and the curse of "Death to the Victorians" kept turning in her mind.

The Tara people's hatred for Victoria is growing stronger and stronger, just like the boy holding the ball.

"Can't the Tara people and the Victoria people live in peace?" Qin Liu muttered in a depressed mood.

After hearing this, Oliver and the others also understood the reason why Qin Liu was disappointed.

But there was nothing they could do. They were just employees of a pharmaceutical company. Could they expect Rhodes Island to transform Victoria?

"Don't think about it." Shredder stiffly changed the subject. "Speaking of which, our elite operator Outcast has arrived in Xiaoqiu County..."

……

Xiaoqiu County garrison camp.

"Sir, our actions have been noticed by someone with ulterior motives." The garrison adjutant Hill reported the situation to his superior Hamilton.

"No matter what, whether it's the army from Londinium or the ghost army, anyone who hinders the garrison's actions will be killed!"

Sitting on the main seat, Hamilton, with a stern face, put on black gloves and said in a firm tone.

After receiving the Duke's signal, he transformed the Originium products he had secretly smuggled into Originium dirty bombs, and planned to bombard all the Tara residences in the city, so that they would all be infected with mineral sickness.

It doesn't matter even if the Victorians are hurt. As long as the Tara people can be killed and their resistance can be completely strangled, then everything will be worth it.

As for the media organizations, the Duke will take care of them and ensure that public opinion is biased.

Oh, the Tara people, what an inferior race.

……

On the other side, the Victoria Second Storm Commando successfully arrived in Xiaoqiu County in order to track the direction of the Originium products.

At the same time, because Mandra was detained, the cadre who acted as a bridge for the Tara people in the city was replaced by Ahmoni. With the help of the Tara nobles, she conveyed the news that the leader of Deep Pool would arrive in the city in the evening.

Just when all the disputes were about to break out.

"Look, what's that in the sky?!"

Someone looked up and exclaimed, and at that moment everyone looked up at the sky.

Those things covering the sky... are all feathered beasts?

At the garrison camp, Hamilton stopped what he was doing.

The trumpet about to enter the city narrowed its eyes, and the bagpipes beside it shouted loudly.

Outcast seemed to remember something, picked up the remote communicator, and whispered in secret.

Chapter 5: Asking the Stormtroopers to Die

If it were in Yan Country, the citizens would probably celebrate and believe it was a sign of good fortune from heaven.

But Hamilton's first reaction was that there were Originium masters who could control feathered beasts in the ghost army.

What surprised the citizens of Xiaoqiu County even more was that the feathered beasts circling in the sky lowered their heads, picked up papers from their foot bindings, and leaflets flew everywhere like rain.

People picked up the flyers and subconsciously read out loud:

"The loss of our country of Tara has made our women lose face. The loss of our King of Gael has made it difficult for our people to thrive."

"Tara has fallen, the red dragon has withered, and how many dogs and sheep have been left on this vast land?"

"Disintegrated nations, assimilated ethnic groups, conquered civilizations... all await a new flag!"

"The Red Dragon is about to return. We will revive Tara culture and free ourselves from the enslavement of other races. All Tara people in Victoria, let us unite!"

"It is a shame to compromise with the Victorians! We need a Red Dragon leader, a Red Dragon leader with vision, a leader with the courage to crush the bones of his enemies into dust. He has come, and he exists in our time!

—He will lead us Tara people to freedom!"

In a roadside coffee shop, Chen Zhou almost couldn't help but raise his hand in greeting. He looked at Xi Yin beside him with a subtle expression:

“Who wrote this last sentence?”

"Yes……"

Xiyin took a leisurely sip of coffee, stirred it, wiped her mouth, and then slowly replied, "Editor-in-Chief of the newspaper."

"I didn't expect that the legendary Red Dragon leader also realized the importance of Tara culture."

Sitting next to them, a man with glasses and wearing a black coat picked up his coffee and read the flyer he had just picked up.

"Shh, keep your voice down." His companion looked around and gestured.

"What are you afraid of? The Feathered Beasts have such a wide range of reports that even the Victorian garrison can't stop them."

The man adjusted his cap and smiled freely, "I just didn't expect that the Ghost Army, which has always relied on force, would actually say that language and culture are the blood of a nation."

"The great poet—Seamus Williams?"

Chen Zhou turned his head and looked at the Tara poet with a little curiosity.

"Your Excellency?" Williams narrowed his eyes.