It was an irregular continent.
It speaks of a patchwork aesthetic.
Above the land is a world of pure white and light gold, shining dazzlingly, and technology has created a fascinating prosperity.
At the bottom are thousands of propellers.
The dazzling fireworks and the crimson sunset complement each other.
In the flame is the beautiful Mach ring.
There are layers between top and bottom.
It was a world of brass pipes and old machinery.
The gears rotate, and the delicacy and complexity of the dark tones seem to bring people back to the era of steam and industry. The bearings and rivets create a metallic mechanical aesthetic.
A continent where decadence and radicality intersect.
The heavy mechanical feel makes people unable to take their eyes away.
"That's not the floating city, that's the central continent of the invaders."
The two sides are still in a situation where they don't understand each other and are just at war.
In the temporary combat headquarters here in Central City, a person in charge looked at the high-level world on the screen, pondered for a moment and then said: "Send some drones over to test."
"no problem."
The instructions are executed quickly.
Dusk is coming.
Some small drones cut across the sky, flying towards the huge floating land in the afterglow of dusk.
As expected.
Accompanied by several consecutive roars and flames rising amidst the explosions, all the drones were shot down and failed to reach the designated target point.
"The other side has an air defense system."
Even though they have been living underground, that continent has already built a defense system early on.
Just like the floating city in the past.
This made Central City's senior officials realize that this war did not happen suddenly. The other party had been preparing for a long time. Not only had they infiltrated the address department, but they also used certain methods to clearly understand the true strength of the cities on the ground.
"The satellite observed that tens of thousands of small robots flew out on the floating road, filling the two layers of the sky."
"Canopy?"
"right."
Everyone's expressions suddenly became serious.
That continent was so similar to the former floating city that they had to think of something.
The policies formulated by the floating city over the years, suppressing the ceiling of weapon power, breaking the trade order, intervening in other city policies... seem to have been weakening the ground strength.
"It's almost exactly the same. This is the picture sent back by the satellite. Take a look at the urban planning and color matching of the floating continent, those small robots, the double-layer canopy being built, the rainfall system, and the rising sky. A few Eyes of God... Send a copy to other cities to remind them that the inside of each of our cities may have been penetrated. "
The strength gap between the two sides is actually very large.
The gap in population, economy, industrial level, individual soldier quality, and weapons cannot be made up for.
But the underground world has the advantage of poor information. It has been thinking about counterattacking the ground for so many years, but the ground knows nothing about the underground.
"I think we need to control some people in the original floating city."
"Our soldiers are fighting those robots. We asked them to pay attention and try to keep a few complete robot bodies and transport them back for dismantling to see if they have the same internal structure as the military robots in the floating city. If they are the same, then..."
…
Central City sent their guesses to eight other cities.
Then came the crisis of confidence.
Just as Lu Wen predicted a long time ago, it is a crisis of trust within human beings.
Everyone was silent for a moment after seeing the news.
They are thinking.
Are the people around you trustworthy
This is a topic that no one wants to bring up, but these are extraordinary times, so we have to bring it up.
It is not difficult to infiltrate the nine cities. Some government departments, leaders from all walks of life, the executive bureau for maintaining security, and even members of the parliament have all been infiltrated by people from Eden.
So in another comprehensive meeting in the evening, Mr. Constantine said unceremoniously: "The corruption in the nine cities on the ground is quite serious. Certain positions only need to be paid... Pay money to smoothen interpersonal relationships, even if they are strangers." As long as you have enough money, you can be closer than your relatives. All kinds of information, processes, procedures... As long as you spend money, you can get through... "
Eden is quite experienced at this.
As soon as the old man finished speaking, a congressman from Baker City stood up and said that he was from Eden.
This surprised everyone in Baker City.
The young congressman standing up in front of me has a transparent identity, background, and interpersonal relationships. He even has his own genealogy, ancestral graves, etc. His ancestors can be traced back to eighty years ago, or even before the war.
Before that, no one suspected him.
This congressman is young, has strong financial capabilities, treats people well, has a large mass base in Baker City, and has a bright future. He may even compete for the position of mayor or deputy mayor and Senate President in the future.
"You're surprised, right?" Constantine looked at everyone with his hands behind his hands. "The cities on the ground look powerful, but in fact they are very fragile and riddled with holes. Even if a city really attacked Eden, Eden still had the confidence to survive. retreat."
No one doubted this old man's words.
So the venue was silent again.
Many people looked at their friends around them with their peripheral vision.
Among them, there is most likely Eden or those from underground forces.
Eden is barely a friend now, so there is no need to worry for the time being, but those underground... are currently at war.
Three hours have passed since the war.
From dusk to night.
Gunfire and artillery fire continue to ring out in the corners of the city and suburbs.
Blood hung in the night sky.
"We have evacuated the people on the edge of the city, and troops from the no-man's land have also returned to support. Although a large number of hostile force members have sneaked into the city, they are still under control, and the civilian casualties have not exceeded a thousand."
This is the situation in the city of Mowu.
It was a large-scale war, and it was a see-sawing street battle. Based on the experience of those wars more than 80 years ago, the casualties were only a thousand, so it was indeed under control.
Wei Boyan continued on behalf of Mowu City: "We tried to directly encircle and suppress the area raised from the ground in the suburbs, but the other party was very cunning. They arrested residents in the suburbs of Mowu City."
Very few residents have been caught, only a few hundred so far.
But this was enough to make the troops in Mowu City dare not go any further.
Looking at the overall situation, if these hundreds of people are sacrificed and the mixed zone is attacked directly, using aircraft bombing, saturation strikes, and rockets to wash the ground between bombings, Mowu City can end the war in a few days and smash it. It’s just money.
If this is done, the casualties in the entire city will be minimal.
But the fact is that it cannot.
This is inhumane and unbecoming of a politician.
Humble human nature will be completely exposed after experiencing the light of darkness. This situation can easily remind people of the ball of suet who shed tears in the Marseillaise.
Doing so will be spurned by the surviving people of Mowu City. This term's parliament and governing officials will be stigmatized and need to apologize and resign after the war.
"We have captured some enemies so far, but they know very little. They keep shouting hatred and don't even know who their real leader is... "
This situation surprised the top leaders of Mowu City. The other party was attacking without a unified organization.
It seemed to start very suddenly.
This was contrary to the intelligence they had received before that the ground city had been penetrated. It was very inconsistent. It stands to reason that the other side should have been preparing for a long time and was organized and planned.
But this is the current situation in the mixed zone. Many of them have never even heard of Yin Long's name. Even if they have, they don't know what Yin Long looks like.
The word hatred spreads from the upper world and radiates to the entire underground.
At the meeting, each city talked about its temporary situation.
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
The city lights dimmed, artillery fire illuminated the night sky, and gunshots replaced the original background sounds. It was not known how long this chaos would last.
Mowu City is strong enough, with complete urban infrastructure and strong overall coordination. Each region has its own defense measures, which can withstand this kind of tug-of-war.
But some cities can't handle it.
West City came out to cry out as usual, but this time there was really nothing they could do.
It has been three hours since the war began, and the entire city is riddled with holes and civilians have been massacred.
The old corpses have not been completely disposed of, and new corpses are piling up.
Collapsed buildings were covered in debris.
Black crows cawed on the dead branches.
Corrupted blood seeped into the earth, and the entire city was filled with smoke.
Even the several well-equipped airborne divisions sent by Mowu City are now feeling in trouble. They have asked several times whether there are reinforcements.
"The situation here in Versailles is slightly better, but it can't last long. Our soldiers are facing a group of demonic deformities. God curses them..."
"Every one of those demons seemed to be desperate for their lives. You can't imagine the cruel and disgusting scene at the scene. The limbs and bones and internal organs were mixed with blood and water..."
After this war, many soldiers were destined to live in nightmares for the rest of their lives.
Now the question is.
The two cities in the west are in chaos. They have been fully infiltrated and invaded by each other, and the civilians have no way to escape.
In the last chaos, both the civilians and the royal family of West City fled to Versailles. They suffered heavy losses in the no-man's land on the way, and many residents fell forever in the fierce yellow sand.
"Our people need to move, otherwise even if we win this war, the two cities in the west will cease to exist."
This involves a new problem.
Mowu and other cities were willing to send soldiers to West City.
Because the war was fought on the soil of that city, other cities only needed to pay a certain amount of weapons and living material assistance, and it would not have much impact on itself.
And once you accept refugees...
Moreover, there are tens of millions of refugees. Even if they are divided equally among seven other cities, it will be difficult to fully digest them.
many problems.
Different races, different histories and cultures, different traditional beliefs...
A large number of conflicts will break out in an extreme period of time, and human cities themselves may fall into civil strife before the war is over.
The original residents of each city will certainly not welcome these refugees.
Mowu City has expressed its stance.
"We exist to serve our own residents. To accept refugees, we need their consent. If they don't agree, we have no other choice."
This is not put mildly.
Everyone present is not a fool. They naturally know that accepting refugees only requires a simple promotion of the humanitarian spirit to win the support of some people and then formulate policies. And now that all cities are in flames of war, no prior publicity is even needed.
But Mowu City expressed its obvious willingness to refuse.
"It's the same here. It's difficult for everyone now. I hope you can understand..." It was the old mayor of Central City who said this.
"You all know the situation in Baker City. It has been in chaos for a long time, and now you have no time to take care of yourself..."
“…”
Every city has put into play the traditional art of selling miserably.
While selling miserably, he also said that he would send more soldiers to support modern weapons, hoping that the two cities in the west could hold on for a while longer.
So the two western cities fell silent.
Their leaders thought about the chaos in their respective cities and couldn't help but sigh.
It seemed that there was no hope of relocating civilians.
We can only hope that this war will end as soon as possible.
But now they don't even know the other party's true purpose, and they don't know who the leader is.
It seems that this cruel war will hardly end. At least most residents of the two cities in the west will not be able to wait.
"Actually, it's not impossible."
Mr. Constantine suddenly spoke in the silence.
All eyes immediately focused on him.
The old man said calmly: "Eden has been expanding over the years from the beginning to the present. We must find a way to accept more androids."
As he spoke, he turned to look at the group of representatives to the west.
"Eden has an artificial sun, and the ventilation system and air composition are checked every year. There are currently many human children living there, and there are abundant reserves of living supplies. The bionic people do not need to eat or drink. Those supplies can enable three million people to live in extreme circumstances. Year."
This is a modern war pitting two sides against each other, and it should be over after a year.
Either peace talks, or one side is completely wiped out.
"And Eden has also excavated many empty underground cities. Those cities only need a few months of simple transformation to accommodate more residents."
The old man's meaning is very obvious.
Eden is willing to ignore past grudges and accept some humans.
This is considered a gesture of goodwill from the androids, which can improve the relationship between the two parties to a certain extent.
"But...but, let our residents...live with androids?" From the west, a member of the royal family asked hesitantly.
Constantine gave him a faint look.
"what are you worried about?"
"No... nothing."
The man shook his head hastily.
In this situation, it would be good if someone is willing to accept them.
Others wondered: "But... after all, you also said that under extreme circumstances, it can only accommodate three million people. The combined residents of the two cities are hundreds of millions..."
"That's right."
Constantine responded calmly.
"So you have another option."
He controlled the conference projection system and projected the map of the entire world to the center of the venue.
On the light blue three-dimensional map, mountains and oceans are undulating, and each city is marked. Human cities are blue, and ruined cities are red.
The moment the map appeared, many people present already understood what Constantine wanted to express.
The old man pointed to a red dot on the map that was very close to Mowu City and said: "This city is very close to Mowu City. The infrastructure transformation has been completed. Materials can be airdropped from Mowu City, as well as water and electricity. Solve it, and it is protected by the most powerful android force on the ground. "
This is the second city of androids.
In Lu Wen's vision, he would build a city further south underground, interconnected with the city on the ground.
One light and one dark become the destination of the bionic people in the south.
So until the beginning of the war, the construction of the Second Android City did not stop, day or night, 24 hours a day.
The androids don't need rest.
The city is being built at a very fast pace and is now beginning to take shape.
The overall scale of the city is not weaker than that of Mowu City, and the periphery can also continue to expand.
“The city is in a pretty good location and is pretty much protected from extreme weather.”
In general.
This second city of bionic people can accept all refugees without worrying about attacks by underground forces.
There's just one problem.
Constantine looked at the group of people to the west.
"You need the consent of the southern androids. Their leader is called Number Nine."
(End of chapter)