Wasteland Love Game

Chapter 371 368. Kill Shiro, grab the watchtower!

"Let's start the third wave of Cyber ​​Scourge!"

After solving all the trivial matters, Chen Entropy suddenly announced in his room with great interest.

The goal of the first two waves of cyber disasters is to tell the citizens of the city what kind of problems exist in this city and why these problems arise.

Although Chen Entropy did not explicitly name the answers to these two questions, the orientation of public opinion on the Internet has begun to show an "anti-chaebol" tendency.

"There are a lot of deep-rooted problems in Yeshu City." This is what Chen Entropy conveyed to everyone.

In the third wave of cyber natural disasters, Chen Entropy wants to give these angry people a bright light and let them know how they can change the status quo.

Chen Entropy can ask Hekalis to find some banned books.

But all of this is meaningless, because the civilians of this city must not listen to it.

Chen Entropy doesn't need these civilians to understand too profound truths, he just wants to stir up all the fires in the hearts of the citizens.

Therefore, the core point of Chen Entropy’s article to be published on the Internet this time is only six words:
"Kill Shiro, grab the watchtower!"

This time, Chen Entropy asked Hekalis to prepare hundreds of online social accounts.

These accounts will publish different versions of inflammatory speech on different platforms.At the same time, they will also be mixed in the comment area of ​​some hot topics, secretly bringing the rhythm.

Compared with the second wave of cyber natural disasters, the last wave of cyber natural disasters was much less sensational on the Internet.

But in just three days, these inflammatory remarks have spread all over the Internet.

Netizens are mostly skeptical about these rebellious remarks that suddenly appeared on the Internet:

"I'm super, don't you want to be serious?"

"Isn't it? You really want to steal money from the chaebol?"

"Dude, stop talking, I'm afraid you will be ordered to kill you by the Internet surveillance department tomorrow."

If the previous two cyber natural disasters were just a shameless farce, then this cyber natural disaster can be defined as "inciting rebellion", so no one dares to stand up and support it.

It's like someone spilled guns all over the streets of Yeshu City, and asked everyone to pick them up to attack the central area. It is impossible for anyone to dare to pick them up.

But if a few people took the lead in attacking the central area with guns, and defeated the chaebol forces, then everyone would dare to pick up guns and follow.

So Chen Entropy was not in a hurry at all.He just threw a gun in front of everyone's eyes. As for whether people dare to pick it up, everything will be revealed after half a year.

This commotion lasted for more than half a month, and it still ended with the chaebol's online monitoring department's post deletion control.

Of course, these are things to follow.

After completing the third wave of cyber natural disasters, all of Chen Entropy's pre-war preparations have basically come to an end, leaving only the last step.

Chen Entropy has assembled the two major forces of Sky City and Jijili People's Army, but there are still many scattered forces in this world who want to resist the plutocrats, and Chen Entropy needs to collect them all.

Chen Entropy stretched comfortably and called Sky City.

"Mr. Planner?" It was Setia who answered the phone, and her tone sounded energetic.

Chen Entropy first chatted with her for a while, and he was relieved after learning that Sky City was stable and the economy was booming.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Entropy asked Setia to contact the "Revolutionary Army" for help.This army moved in after the liberation of Sky City, and became a mercenary army.

After a while, Setia helped him transfer a senior cadre of the Revolutionary Army.

"Hello~" Chen Entropy greeted simply.

"Leader!" The senior cadre immediately recognized Chen Entropy's voice, and said excitedly:

"You finally came to contact us!"

"Don't be so excited, I just came to you today to ask something." Chen Entropy said:
"I remember that your revolutionary army was very large at the beginning, but since the failure of the attack on the central area decades ago, you have fallen apart, and many people have left the organization." Chen Entropy asked:

"But you should have heard that we are going to take a big action against the chaebol association in half a year, so can you find a way to call back the remaining old department, and help me find any other candidates or organizations who are willing to resist the chaebol ?”

"After all, this happened decades ago, and the young people who were full of passion back then have all become old men like me." The senior cadres were obviously a little embarrassed:
"But I will contact them, please rest assured the leader!"

In a small bar in the Fifty States District of Yehu City

Since it was not late at night, the bar didn't have any customers.

A fat middle-aged bartender with a bald head was behind the bar and was wiping glasses, looking so bored that he was about to yawn.

Suddenly, the personal cell phone in his pocket rang.The bald bartender took out his mobile phone, but frowned when he saw the calling number.

"Why are you?" the bald bartender asked in a heavy voice.

"Long time no see, old comrade." On the other end of the phone was a senior veteran cadre of the Revolutionary Army:
"It should be almost 20 years since I haven't contacted you?"

"I'm married now and have a decent job." The bald bartender said:
"If you come to chat with me about family issues, then I welcome you at any time, but you'd better not talk to me about other things."

"Sorry, I just want to talk to you about other things." The senior cadre said solemnly:

"Our revolutionary army has found a new leader, who is as good as our leader from decades ago. We are going to attack the Plutocracy Federation in the near future, so we want to call our former comrades back."

"." After a moment of silence, the bald bartender said, "It's impossible for me to participate in this nonsense anymore. I just hang up if I have nothing else to do. Also, don't call me comrade, I can't afford it."

"Wait! Listen to me first!" The senior cadre suddenly said excitedly:

"Have you forgotten our lofty ideals at the beginning? We want to eliminate the plutocratic federation and build an equal city without class and oppression! You were the political commissar of our revolutionary army and the most devout person. Could it be that you Do you have the heart to watch this city continue to degenerate like this?!"

"But we failed! Many comrades died, and nothing succeeded!" The bald bartender rolled up his sleeves, revealing a long centipede-like scar on his arm, and his tone became agitated:
"I've had enough and paid for my teenage madness! I now have a bar, wife and daughter! The city has treated me well, I've had a good life, and I won't be with you no matter what You take a risk!"

"Do you think you are the first comrade I contacted?" But the senior cadres followed closely and asked:
"I've contacted dozens of comrades, most of them are not as good as you, some of them still rely on odd jobs to make ends meet! You think this city treats you well because you have enough Assets to support a family! But what about those who have no assets? What about those who are trampled under the feet of the chaebol? Should they become victims of this city?"

"Then what does that have to do with me?" the bald bartender retorted hesitantly.

"Political commissar, you have become the person you hated the most!" The senior cadre was heartbroken:
"Have you really run out of ideas in your mind? Is there not much left of your original ideal of turning Yeshu City into the Garden of Eden? Has this little sugar-coated bullet made you give in completely?"

"I" the bald bartender was speechless.

"We used to be comrades and comrades-in-arms, so I hope you can respond to our call and rejoin us." The senior cadre took a deep breath and said earnestly:

"But I won't force you. You can stand by and watch, and you can also enjoy our results. I just hope that you will not become our enemy when we attack the Plutocratic Federation in the future."

"I have already said this sentence to dozens of former comrades. Whether you are willing to rejoin us or not, we will stand for the beauty of this city!"

After speaking, the senior cadre hung up the phone.

Looking at the pale and shiny phone screen, the bald bartender was stunned for a moment, then heaved a heavy sigh.

He turned and walked into the bedroom behind the bar, and took out an old shotgun from the cabinet.

This is the old guy who has been with him for decades. He used this shotgun to kill several lackeys of the chaebol in the battle when the revolutionary army stormed the central area.

Holding the shotgun, his expression was hesitant and tangled.

His wife works at the Joestar Group branch three blocks away, and his daughter is studying at Johns Hopkins University, a prestigious private school in the district.

And he is the owner of a bar, and his business is not bad.Thanks to the support of those old friends who left the revolutionary army, the bar business was able to get through the most difficult start-up stage.

If he picks up the shotgun again, it means that the current happy life will fall apart.It's like hitting your bathroom mirror so hard with your fist that it shatters and your fist bleeds.The splashing lens might even sever an artery in his hand, killing him.

"I" looked at the shotgun, and the bald bartender was obviously angry, but he still put the shotgun back in the cabinet.

"Sorry, old guy, you'd better go to sleep." The bald bartender whispered to the shotgun:
"I'm already scared."

(End of this chapter)