Colonia Storm Tour

"Yes, that will definitely be the case, Ike."

Ellen unequivocally supported Isaac's decisions—as long as they didn't put him in serious danger.

"Next...should we go to our old friend's base nearby and catch up with him?"

His smile grew even brighter.

"Yes, driver."

Eileen didn't say anything more; she trusted her loyal and trusted driver to know what to do.

"Yes, sirs."

The driver then steered the black limousine toward the nearby secret base in Ratatosk, which had already been marked.

DEM has its own agenda, and so do the Americans. The various conglomerates that control the country might readily agree to deploy ATMDDIRD and ATMDDIARD, but the US president and the Pentagon aren't so foolish as to act entirely according to the conglomerates' thinking. After all, this whole thing has felt too much like a conspiracy from the beginning, and they have a responsibility to the country.

Therefore, it was decided to test DEM first, allowing DEM to deploy a regional memory-directed erasure insertion and display device in San Francisco, and to conduct experiments on local San Francisco residents. After training the personnel and confirming that there was no tampering, similar devices would be installed in Boston, Los Angeles, Detroit, St. Louis, New York, and Chicago in the United States.

F-15s and F-16s carrying heavy bombs were on standby in the air near the target area, ready to drop bombs to destroy the regional memory-directed erasure insertion device installed in San Francisco should it malfunction.

Unfortunately, Isaac had anticipated this scheme and was unconcerned. They controlled the core technology of the display device, so even if the Americans did something, they wouldn't be able to detect it.

Once the Americans have tasted the benefits, they'll have no time to regret it.

Following this, the United States and DEM reached a cooperation agreement called "FCMICA", short for Future-Class-Information-Memory-Control-Manage.

The Chinese name for the Future-Class Intelligence Memory Control and Management Project is ATMDDIRD and ATMDDIARD, the core display devices of the project. They have been given a new name jointly determined by DEM and the United States.

ATMDDIRD was named "Memory-Dealer," while ATMDDIARD was named "Migdal-Ba/vel" because of its TV tower design.

Meanwhile, Lin Haiyuan, who was far away in Keelung, was completely unaware of what was happening in the United States, and Walker.com AI paid no attention to it either.

Data obtained from the DEM Comprehensive Research Base revealed significant flaws in ATMDDIRD and ATMDDIARD, namely, the power supply to the display device and the accuracy of the memory manipulation effect, which failed to meet design specifications.

However, neither humans nor artificial intelligence expected that the DEM Comprehensive Research Base would solve those serious defects shortly afterward.

Meanwhile, Lin Haiyuan and Walker.com AI were focusing on those rather unusual defectors, including four from Russia. Rather than Russia, they were more like the last remnants of an alliance that collapsed on its own in this era.

After the great Soviet Union degenerated into Russia, no Putin came after Yeltsin to reverse the decline. Russia as a whole has fallen into a state even more "intoxicating" than becoming a gray animal.

Russia, along with its former constituent republics, served as a model for the world, demonstrating what a state should and should not do. Russia and its former republics then went on to do both, setting an example for the world. In the past, this undoubtedly served as a cautionary tale for China, allowing it to learn from Russia's example. But in the future… there is no more Russia… those former republics, having already brought about their own downfall, no longer have the capacity to do anything more shocking or disastrous.

The road ahead, whether in this world or the world before it, is one that China can only walk on its own, like a night traveler navigating in complete darkness by the faint light of a candle. One wrong step could plunge China into a series of abysses...

Getting back to the main point, Lin Haiyuan was looking at and reading the list of four special refugees.

"Arkady Vladimirovich Kobelya, male, 35 years old, former commander of the 4th Guards Tank Regiment of the Soviet Union and also an ace tank driver. His face looks familiar, like something out of Fist of the North Star?"

Lin Haiyuan flipped to the next page of the list. "Boris Arkhipovich Kulyokov, male, 34 years old, former commander and political commissar of the 10th Guards Rifle Regiment of the Soviet Union. Why does he look more and more like Toshiro Hitsugaya?"

"Antipp Valievich Sitnikov. Male, 27 years old, skilled in demolition and has an extreme passion for it. Holy crap, if you changed to the same scarf as Iron Man, you'd look like a young Iron Man!"

As Lin Haiyuan picked up the water cup next to him, which looked like the one used by the clams, and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, he saw the photo of the last person who had defected from Russia.

"puff!"

Lin Haiyuan quickly turned his head and sprayed the tea to the other side, while the Walker AI reacted swiftly and instantly commanded the nano-recycling drone to catch and recycle the tea.

"Ahem, Iris Valievna Sitnikov, female, 21 years old, skilled in using SVD. I don't remember playing Girls' Frontline, right? G11, you've wandered into the wrong game, haven't you?"

Lin Haiyuan put the lid on the water cup that looked like the one Haha had and put it aside.

"What is Girls' Frontline, Master?"

Walker.com's AI knows nothing about Girls' Frontline.

"A shooting game that was almost obsolete in China but became incredibly popular overseas has now made a comeback like a dying ember. But that's not the point. Let me think about it..."

Lin Haiyuan placed his right hand on his chin, pondering the appearances of these people. After a while, he clenched his left fist and punched it against his right shoulder.

"Who does Arkady Vladimirovich Kobelyaki look like? I remember now, Acado... not exactly the same, but not exactly... Holy crap, how did these four people with completely different art styles end up together like this?!"

After Lin Haiyuan's lips twitched, he put aside the basic information of the four former Soviet defectors and then pulled up their reasons for wanting to join Fenfeng.

"After the collapse of the great Union, our faith collapsed with it. Like the other republics, Russia was degenerating, and had degenerated beyond redemption. The whole world was immersed in the lies of so-called democracy and freedom, completely ignoring what democracy and freedom had brought to Russia and the people of the former republics… But we were powerless, just soldiers… not those prominent figures in the Kremlin or the oligarchs who controlled the economy… But we refused to associate with those who were intoxicated by alcohol, and even less willing to take up arms and fight just to survive, for money, and for a life of debauchery. Continuing down that path, just when we thought there would be no more powerful socialist countries in the world, Project 9991, that is, your Foehn Wind, appeared…"

"You, Foehn, appeared and accomplished what even the great Soviet Union could not do: sinking the American carrier battle group and capturing American naval officers and men. Seeing the dejected or furious expressions of those Americans, we felt genuine joy for the first time. We also saw the red flag you held high and heard the Internationale you played... as well as the unbreakable alliance and your tough stance against the Americans. We greatly admire and believe that even though the great alliance collapsed due to the despicable actions of Gorbachev and the traitor Yeltsin, there are still people in this world who hold high that bright red flag, say no to the Americans, and give them a good beating, slapping the face of the Americans who are good at intrigue and deception."

"We are very familiar with your military actions and know how advanced the technology of the former comrades-in-arms was. This makes us, as fellow socialists, very proud. We have finally completely crushed the Americans in technology. And most importantly, the Foehn has not followed in the footsteps of the Great Alliance, leaving its people hungry and cold. All military commentators and international observers have been proven to be stupid and lacking in intelligence. In the open but unhackable network, we can see that there is no famine, no shortage of supplies, and no injustice caused by corrupt officials. Everything is thriving."

"Although you are still on this small island of 4V, we can already foresee the future you mentioned. In order not to live a mediocre life, in order to live like a true member of the Communist Party, and for that great ideal, we have decided to come to Burning Wind with everything we can bring, to pursue a new life and meaningful battles here. After all, we are soldiers, fighting not only for survival and for the people, but also for that honor."

"To prove we are not malicious spies or traitors, I can provide the CR-UNIT tactical display device kit used by the Japanese Army. However, we are currently trapped in a hidden room at the Grand View Hotel in Naha, Okinawa, because the Japanese Army is searching for us outside! So I hope that Fumikaze can send naval forces or local agents to rescue us."

"You guys are really messing with people like this. You even stole the Japanese CR-UNIT? The Japanese will turn the whole of Naha upside down looking for you! They have a huge debt to pay for that thing."

Lin Haiyuan felt helpless about these overly kind-hearted former Soviet Red Army soldiers, but ignoring them was impossible. Their experience and combat skills were a good supplement to the manpower-deficient Burning Wind Army. Lin Haiyuan also didn't want to learn from Lao Xi's time-space teleportation every day to go around the world to rescue people, that was too dangerous.

"Walker AI, inform these Soviet comrades to abandon the Japanese Army's CR-UNIT. We appreciate their kindness, but we don't need those things for now. What I need are your people. A comrade named Wang Jing and a comrade named Wang Xiaoying will secretly bring you to the 4V controlled by the Foenfeng."

"Yes, Master."

Walker.com's AI began managing the rescue operation.

MADMAN stands for Mutually Assured Destruction Mechanized Area Nullifer.

The full Chinese name should be: Mutually Secured Destructive Mechanized Zone Extinction Weapon

The divers and the minor characters with hail and vulgar language in the Commander have already made their appearances.

The original author, Wang Xiaoming, has been changed to Wang Xiaoying. Let's not make her so gay anymore, and give her a more romantic vibe. Hmm, perfect.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Elite Synchronized Ninjas Ready

"Shashasha—Arkady Vladimirovich Kobelyaki, Boris Arkhipovich Kulekov, Antip Valievich Sitnikov, Iris Valievna Sitnikov, comrades, we understand your predicament. We appreciate your goodwill in bringing us the CR-UNIT you captured, but given that the CR-UNIT has caused you to be like a hornet's nest, forcing the Japanese to search for you everywhere, please abandon the CR-UNIT immediately so that our operation can proceed with the evacuation."

The Walker AI's voice came through the satellite phone in Boris Arkhipovich Kulekov's hand.

"What? Abandon CR-UNTI?"

Boris looked absolutely incredible.

"We went through a lot of trouble to get that set of equipment after bombing the Japanese AST base in Naha, Okinawa. Are you just going to give it up like that?"

Antip Valievich Sitnikov, who bore a striking resemblance to Comrade Steel, muttered.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Elise rubbed her sleepy eyes and yawned as she got up from the corner, clutching her Dragunov sniper rifle.

"Iss, why are you asleep again at a time like this!"

Antip looked at his sister, who seemed to have a sleep disorder, with a great headache. She would fall asleep almost whenever she had free time. Is was her nickname.

“Antipu, you know your sister. It’s good that she’s awake now. Listen carefully, Is, we’ve made contact with Fenfeng. From now on, we need to be on high alert.”

After reminding her of something, Arkady looked at his friend, who had once been a political commissar.

"Why should we give up the CR-UNIT, Chinese comrades? Isn't that a very valuable and worthwhile piece of equipment for you to study?"

Boris was puzzled by the decision to abandon CR-UNIT.

"Since we have already obtained the relevant CR-UNIT, we don't need you to risk bringing it here."

Walker.com's AI provided a simple explanation to the four Russians on the other end of the satellite phone.

"So you already have the CR-UNIT, which is used by the Japanese Army?!"

Arkady exclaimed in surprise.

"Sigh, since Fuenfeng has CR-UNIT, what's the point of us traveling all the way from Komsomolsk to Naha, Okinawa to seize CR-UNIT as proof of our loyalty to Fuenfeng..."

Elise blinked as she looked at the others present.

The atmosphere in the entire hidden room became awkward.

"Fenfeng has received the goodwill of its comrades, so even without CR-UNIT, we will still take you in, as long as you are loyal to Fenfeng and abide by the rules."

Walker.com's AI voice alleviated the awkwardness in the secluded room.

"Uh, is that so... I thought Fenfeng wouldn't easily trust foreigners, because of the Sino-Soviet split..."

Boris was a political commissar, so of course he knew about the Marxist theoretical debate between China and the Soviet Union, as well as that decade-long, unspeakable catastrophe.

If world history had not been distorted or if there hadn't been a major Eurasian air disaster, this pointless debate would have ended after Gorbachev took office, and the two countries would have shaken hands and made peace again for the sake of practical interests.

However, after the Eurasian air disaster, a historically distorting event, China, which lost half of its northern territory and leadership, and the Soviet Union, which lost Central Asia and most of Siberia, achieved a less-than-honorable victory in this debate due to the natural disaster. Then, the great alliance ended in an equally dishonorable manner not long after.

"That's all in the past now, comrades. As long as we don't repeat the same mistakes, as I just said, as long as you are loyal to the Firewind and follow the rules, can you do that?"

Walker.com's AI offered them earnest advice.

"It's possible!"

Arkady answered Walker.net's AI question without hesitation.

"Of course I can do it. We are Red Army soldiers, and I am also a political commissar."

Boris replied.

"Me too! Uh, but I like playing with explosives, which might scare people."

Antip started to wane halfway through his speech.

"As long as I can eat and have a place to sleep, that's fine."

Elise, clutching her Dragunov sniper rifle, was saying something that made her eyelids droop again.

"Hey, Is!"

Antip hadn't expected his sister to reveal her true thoughts.

"You siblings are quite special. Anyway, enough of that. We've confirmed your exact coordinates via your satellite phone, and our commandos are now in position."

Walker.com's AI ignored Elise's seemingly unmotivated words.

"Alright, where should we meet up with your commandos?"

Boris had already gripped his AKM in his left hand.

"Phew, looks like it's time for my explosives to make an appearance."

Antip whistled and gleefully tossed his homemade plastic explosives above his head, then quickly caught them with his right hand and pulled them back to his side.

"At this moment, I still miss my T-80U, but now I can only make do with an AKM."