The Fourth Disaster Begins at the Dawn of the Millennium

Sergey answered confidently: "Not yet, but we can build one. We can sell some revolutionary products, such as T-shirts with Marx's head or wigs with Stalin's beard."

The party branch chairman waved his hand and decided to shift the discussion back to the innovation of the campaign slogan.

Everyone started to make suggestions:

"Let's rebuild the great Soviet Union!" an old party member shouted excitedly. "No, that's too ostentatious." Petrovich shook his head.

At this time, a young party member had an idea: "I have an idea! We can say: 'Vote for the Communist Party of Ukraine, and we promise to build Ukraine better than the Soviet Union! '"

"Wait, how exactly is it built?"

"Well... we'll talk about this after we win the election!"

Facing the abstract content of the meeting, Victor silently lamented, "How did the party become like this?" But Alexei, who was sitting next to Victor, was excited. Before coming to the meeting, Alexei had helped Victor as a propagandist. When Alexei tried to promote the ideas of the Communist Party of Ukraine to the miners, the workers just watched coldly. Finally, a drunk worker said, "Comrade, you said you want to restore the life during the Soviet era, but this goal is too far away. Now we just want to drink vodka and get drunk, but the price of vodka is high now... Why don't you promise to lower the price of vodka first!"

"Why not use 'Free Vodka a Day' as a slogan?"

Many people in the meeting room did not know Alexei, but when they saw Victor sitting next to him, they did not say much. Instead, they seriously considered whether this approach would work. Many party members were worried that "someone got drunk and forgot to vote."

Chapter 173 Let us build a better yesterday together!

In line with the principle of stirring up trouble, the players proposed some outrageous practices as suggestions, and as a result, the content of the entire meeting gradually began to deviate. The more old-fashioned and serious Victor shook his head again, while Alexei looked at the party members present in surprise as they enthusiastically discussed the feasibility of outrageous practices.

"By the way..... would they really make scratch cards like this?"

"Of course, Alexei, we all think this is a great idea! We will condense the party's program and policies into simple words and print them on scratch cards!"

“Where are the prizes after scratching the ticket?”

The organizing committee member immediately suggested: "We can take out those expired Soviet medals and Lenin portraits in the warehouse. Add some practical small prizes, such as bread, sausages, etc."

"Okay, you guys are willing to accept what I just said casually, okay... then, what about the slogan?"

"This is easy. We can use 'Scrape out a wonderful new life' as our slogan!"

After the meeting, the local Communist Party of Ukraine branch showed their strong execution in organizing activities. They quickly printed a batch of scratch cards and organized party members to go around the streets after get off work to distribute flyers printed with "Scratch for a Better New Life". At first, this thing did arouse some interest. Many people curiously scratched the flyers, hoping to get prizes.

However, problems soon arose.

First, most people only saw the words "Thank you for participating" after scratching the ticket. The prizes that the lucky winners received often disappointed them. Someone won the prize of getting a sausage, but when he came to claim the prize, he found that the sausage had long passed its expiration date (it might be the stock before the company went bankrupt). What's worse, there was a line of small words on the "shell" of the sausage packaging, requiring those who received the sausage to exchange it for food coupons.

An old lady angrily shouted at the person handing out scratch cards: "You liars! This is not the era of shopping with coupons. Who needs coupons to buy things?"

Although the staff quickly explained that it was a misunderstanding, the farce quickly spread and became a local laughing stock. Someone mocked: "The Ukrainian Communist Party's leaflets are really powerful. Just scratch them and we can go back to the planned economy era."

Party Chairman Petrovich and a group of committee members fell into despair, and party members were also confused. Alexei was embarrassed to see that his tricks had such an effect. However, what Alexei did not expect was that a few days later, Victor came to him again and insisted on taking Alexei to the enlarged party meeting.

"why?"

"Well, don't worry about it. Come with me." Victor smiled helplessly, and then took Alexei to the party branch meeting room. This time, just like before, after everyone had discussed for a while, they all turned their eyes to Alexei, expecting his clever ideas and thinking of an attractive slogan.

This time, Alexei said:

"Since we can't come up with a new slogan, why don't we let the broadest masses of party members come up with one themselves? We can even expand it and let the masses come up with a slogan for us."

Everyone in the conference room was stunned, and then they applauded. "Fuck, it passed just like that?" Alexey was puzzled.

A few days later, local Ukrainian citizens were surprised to see that many "slogan collection boxes for the Communist Party of Ukraine" suddenly appeared on the streets. This move did attract some attention, but the result was unexpected. Most of the submissions were either ridicules of the Communist Party of Ukraine or irrelevant slogans.

Someone suggested: "Let's build a better yesterday together!"

Another wrote: "Ukrainian Communist Party: Because we really can't think of any other slogans." The slogan with the most votes was: "Please choose the Ukrainian Communist Party. We guarantee that there will be no changes."

After receiving a bunch of sarcastic submissions, the Ukrainian Communist Party, which seemed to have "repeatedly failed", chose to "fight again and again"! The party chairman rubbed his forehead with his receding hairline and continued to encourage everyone to "become more courageous after more setbacks."

“Comrades, we are in a very bad situation.”

"Yes, Comrade Party Chairman, I went to inspect last week and found that some branches did not even have tables and chairs for meetings. They could only stand in the park to discuss work."

"Ah? Oh, this is good, it allows us to breathe fresh air. The Party organization is short of funds now, and the limited Party dues must be used where they are most needed..."

At this time, Victor, an old party member who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke up: "Comrades, I have a suggestion. At this time, we should not dwell on the issue of slogans. The key is to make the masses believe that we Communists are still closely connected with the masses! Since we have no money, why can't we do something that does not cost money and can benefit the masses? I propose to organize a volunteer team to give full play to the vanguard of party members........"i

"Volunteer team?" a young party member asked doubtfully, "If this is too boring, no one will sign up. We can't even keep many party members now..."

Victor was about to say: "What's wrong with you, a little party member? How can you be measured by whether you are interesting or not..."

Suddenly, Alexei, who was sitting next to Victor, said, "We can make this interesting! We can turn the work of helping the masses into a kind of...um...cosplay! We can organize party members to play the role of Soviet heroes, such as Stakhanov, Gagarin and the like, and then go to the community to help the masses. This will attract young people and evoke nostalgia among the elderly!"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, but surprisingly, the opinion of Alexei, the king of ideas, was passed by applause.

As the party chairman said: "We don't have any better ideas anyway. Let's do it this way."

In this way, the Ukrainian Communist Party's "Red Volunteer Team" plan began. They posted posters in various communities, calling on party members to participate in this "return to the glorious days" event. However, problems soon emerged. First, they found that there were far fewer party members who could participate than expected. Many old party members could not participate due to physical reasons, and there were almost no young party members. Secondly, they could not even get together decent props and costumes. In the end, they had to cut bed sheets into space suits and make medals out of cardboard. Worse, they found that many young people did not know these "heroes" at all.

Despite the difficulties, the Ukrainian Communist Party decided to implement the plan and selected several of the poorest communities in the area as the first pilot areas.

On the first day, the "Stakhanov Squad" set out. Their mission was to help the community clean up the garbage. The team leader Ivan wore a miner's hat made of cardboard, waved a broken broom, and shouted: "Comrades, let's clean our homes with the spirit of Stakhanov!

However, after less than an hour of cleaning, Ivan was exhausted and out of breath. An old man passing by saw this and couldn't help but say: "If Stakhanov was like you, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to dig out even a ton of coal."

The next day, the "Gagarin Team" prepared to help the elderly in the community repair home appliances. Team leader Nikolai, wearing a "space suit" made of bed sheets, a helmet made of cardboard, and holding a rusty wrench, walked confidently into an old lady's house.

"Don't worry, Grandma Maria," Nicholas said, patting his chest, "I'm an astronaut, so repairing a TV is a piece of cake!"

An hour later, the old lady's TV was not only not fixed, but also began to emit black smoke. The old lady said angrily: "If Gagarin was like you, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to get his rocket into space!"

This almost cosplay volunteer service has attracted too many jokes. They said they were there to help, but in fact sometimes they were more harmful than helpful. However, unexpectedly, these clumsy attempts have won some sympathy for the Ukrainian Communist Party.

Just like the old man who laughed at the actor who played Stakhanov, he returned home and brought his tools with him. He said to Ivan who was out of breath: "I haven't seen people like you for a long time..."

Chapter 174 What? This makes the poll data look better?

Due to the lack of resources and manpower, the local Ukrainian Communist Party, a makeshift team, had no ability to make big moves, and everything it did afterwards was quite unique and funny.

For example, they launched a "voluntary haircut" activity. Anna, the most skillful hairdresser among them, was in charge. She enthusiastically provided free haircuts for community residents. As a result, uncles often had "Lenin-style" bald heads, aunts had "Joan of Arc-style" short hair, and children had a variety of "creative" hairstyles.

"Well, anyway, I saved money on haircuts, and at least I look more energetic." They also launched a "clothing mending service". Although the old party member Nicholas's sewing skills were average, he enthusiastically mended clothes for the residents. He often sewed a red star patch on a torn jacket and added a sickle and hammer pattern on a worn pair of trousers.

An old man holding a "repaired" piece of clothing said with a smile: "This... this looks like a revolutionary relic stolen from a museum." Nicholas patted the old man on the shoulder and said: "Comrade, when you put on this piece of clothing, you are a living revolutionary history!"

"Thank you anyway. I only go out to pick up trash at night, so no one will notice."

They also organized a "Red Culture Station" to provide spiritual food for community residents. However, due to the lack of new books and films, they could only repeatedly play some old Soviet movies. Almost no one was willing to watch such outdated movies, except for children. One day, after a group of children finished watching "Lenin in October" for the Nth time out of boredom, a little boy asked naively: "Uncle, why is Lenin always in October? What does he do in other months?"

Although the ridiculous measures of the Communist Party of Ukraine continued to bring all kinds of ridicule and ridicule to the organization, it also received a lot of gratitude and smiles.

"At least, they are willing to care about us, even though they can't solve any problems... It's not their fault. I know that those Communist Party members have a hard life, they have to work, earn money, and take care of their children... Sometimes, they are willing to come and chat with us..."

After all, the government is too lazy to care about their lives. Various "civil organizations" are more willing to be driven by the oligarchs, such as holding street protests to promote the introduction of laws and policies that are beneficial to the oligarchs, and resisting laws and policies that infringe on the interests of the oligarchs. These organizations accept money from the oligarchs, and they certainly don't need to serve the vast majority of the poor. Naturally, the vast majority of the people will not trust or support those weird civil organizations.

The cold wind of late autumn howled across the vast land, bringing with it a chill and coldness. Before dawn, in a remote suburb, a small van slowly drove in. The body of the van was covered with dust and looked a little mottled. The van stopped in front of an old building, the door opened, and two men walked out of the car. Alexei and Victor carefully carried boxes of medicines and medical equipment.

Alexei: "So, what are you, the Communist Party of Ukraine, planning to do?"

Victor: "This time it's a serious free clinic. Alexey, we persuaded the party members among the medical workers to provide a free clinic for the masses. They can accept voluntary visits, but we have to prepare the medicines and medical equipment. After all, the owners of private hospitals will not do this kind of charity."

At dawn, many residents had gathered outside the former site of the community party branch. They were all there to participate in the free clinic. Doctors also arrived one after another, ready to see patients. Many party branch cadres also came to the scene, such as the propaganda committee member Marina and the organization committee member Sergei, who had made outrageous suggestions at the meeting before, who were busy maintaining order at the scene and helping residents line up to register.

The first lady who came to see the doctor complained of insomnia. After examining her physical condition, the doctor found nothing wrong and suggested that she count sheep every night. But the lady said that she was already doing that. The doctor thought for a moment and suggested: "Then count the Bolsheviks every night. It is guaranteed to be more effective than counting sheep."

The second patient was a young man who obviously regarded his emotional problems as some kind of illness. He complained to the doctor that he couldn't find a partner. The doctor rolled his eyes and prescribed a prescription: "You are a team player, right? I suggest you go to a Communist Youth League social event!"

The third patient was a skinny old man. He said weakly: "Doctor, I have been feeling dizzy and weak all over lately." After a careful examination, the doctor said seriously: "Old man, you have typical malnutrition. I will prescribe a prescription for you: Eat more meat and fish, and some fresh fruits and vegetables every day." The old man smiled bitterly and said: "Doctor, I also want to eat more meat and fish, as well as fresh fruits and vegetables, but I can't afford them..."

Next came a young mother with a sallow complexion, holding her child in front of her: "Doctor, my child is always prone to illness."

"This child's resistance is obviously too weak, which is a sign of malnutrition. He needs to be supplemented with more protein and vitamins."

"But we can hardly afford even bread..."

Doctors are helpless in the face of this kind of malnutrition caused by "hunger". The prescriptions they prescribe are basically "eat nutritious food", "drink hot water", and "have a good rest". However, except for drinking hot water, the others are difficult to achieve, because they need to work overtime to earn money to buy food that barely fills their stomachs for themselves and their families. If there are any individual diseases, you have to rely on yourself to get through them.

In addition, there are almost all common cases such as cough, fever, sore throat, diarrhea, abdominal pain, rash, itching, ulcer, etc. It can be said that the diseases are spreading. Fortunately, a lot of drugs such as amoxicillin, salbutamol, and antibiotic ointment were prepared in this free clinic.

Victor has expressed his gratitude to Alexei many times. If it weren't for Alexei's connections and financial resources to buy this batch of medicine, the local Communist Party branch of Ukraine would definitely not be able to help these people. After all, materials will not appear out of thin air. Party members who do not have medicines will not be able to provide medicines even if they can mobilize party members who are medical workers to help with medical treatment.

"If it weren't for your help, I guess we could only boil a pot of brown sugar water to distribute to everyone... If we encounter a patient with a cough, we would probably have to prescribe a folk remedy of mixing vodka and chili peppers, or add some carrot juice." Victor muttered, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you during this period... But this is our current situation, um, just like playing house."

After listening to this, Alexei is no longer surprised. After all, he has heard and seen this kind of abstract operation many times. But, can you still expect a local Communist Party branch after the collapse of the Soviet Union to do anything great? The high-ranking officials and bigwigs of the Communist Party of Ukraine before the collapse immediately changed their parties after the collapse, and focused on gaining power and money. On the contrary, some grassroots Communist Party members chose to stay in this "retired party" that is not favored by the times, and use some abstract ways to do things in the absence of people and materials.

"It's great that you can still hold on under such circumstances," Alexei praised. "Communists are ordinary people too. You can't expect them to have outstanding abilities and strong party consciousness, and be like Lenin..."

What the players in front of the screen think is that your abstract operations are actually quite interesting. If you do this in another 20 years, maybe young people will like it...

Suddenly, the local party chairman, Petrovich, a man with a bad hairline, came here at some point, holding a newspaper and hurried to Victor's side, shouting as he walked: "Great, great", and then he immediately stretched out his hand and shook Alexei's hand tightly, "Thank you, Alexei, thank you for your valuable advice to us."

"What do you mean?"

"Since we adopted your suggestions, the reputation of the Communist Party of Ukraine has spread! Our local poll numbers have risen a lot! I just received a call from Kiev. General Secretary Simonenko asked me to write a summary of experience immediately, prepare to make a report, and share the good experience with comrades in other states."

Chapter 175: The Soviet-German War after 50 Years

In an open-air market, vendors set up their stalls early, and the cries of hawking were heard one after another. The market was crowded with people, filled with the smell of various goods and the noise of people. In a corner of the market, propagandists of the Communist Party of Ukraine were busy setting up banners and signs, preparing to start a day of propaganda activities. Several propagandists held leaflets and enthusiastically introduced the party's policies and the free medical consultation activities being held to the people passing by.

However, just as the propagandists were busy, a group of bald young men in black clothes suddenly appeared at the other end of the market. These young men held various tools in their hands, including iron rods and wooden sticks. The atmosphere in the market suddenly became tense. The vendors and customers stopped what they were doing and looked at the group of young men in black in horror.

The propagandists also noticed something unusual and exchanged vigilant glances with each other, but before they could react, the young men in black rushed over.

"Down with these red devils!" a young man in black shouted, swinging the iron rod in his hand and hitting a propagandist's shoulder fiercely. The propagandist fell to the ground in pain, and the leaflets in his hand scattered all over the ground.

The market was in chaos, vendors packed up their stalls, and customers fled. The other propagandists realized that the situation was not good, and they threw down their banners and signs and ran away. But as the propagandist who was knocked down behind them continued to wail and scream, the propagandists who were halfway through their escape stopped one after another, and a middle-aged uncle who was leading them shouted:

"Those young men are beating people without restraint, and they might kill people! Men, come with me and grab your weapons! Women, go back and get help!"

"Fuck these neo-Nazis! Hurrah!"

The two groups of people quickly intertwined, and the fight broke out in the center of the market. Wooden sticks and iron pipes collided with each other, making a harsh sound. Fists and kicks also came into battle, and both sides were trying their best. A young man in black tried to hit a propagandist on the head with an iron stick, but was blocked in time by another propagandist. The propagandist backhanded a stick and hit the young man in the ribs, and the young man in black took a few steps back in pain. On the other side, a propagandist was sandwiched by two young men in black. Although he struggled hard, he was still knocked to the ground. The young men in black surrounded him and punched and kicked him.

"What? Fighting?" Before Alexei could figure out the situation, Victor immediately blew the whistle hanging on his chest and gathered the patrol members in the family area. He said to Alexei:

"We can't just let it go! We must fight back and let those neo-Nazis know that we are not easy to bully! Those neo-Nazis always like to launch sneak attacks, which puts us in a passive position. The police are in cahoots with them. We can't count on the police to protect us. We can only rely on the sticks in our own hands."

Soon, patrol teams from the family quarters and party members from several branches who heard the news responded one after another, carrying all kinds of tools and squeezing into small vans. The vans were speeding along the narrow streets, and the atmosphere in the vans was tense and solemn. Everyone was mentally preparing for the upcoming conflict.

Alexei was also in the car. At first, Victor did not want this friend outside the party to join the fight, but Alexei repeatedly said, "You don't have to worry about me. I will run away by myself if I encounter danger!", and then squeezed into the small van. Yes, for players, it has always been a pleasure to watch the fun, and it is reasonable for them to get involved in the fun.

Then, in the car, Alexei also made a phone call, told the person on the other end of the phone the location, and then said briefly: "Bring more people."

In the car, Alexei finally had time to listen to Victor talk about the origins of this gang of mortal enemies.

At first, there was only a small group of young people who wore all black clothes, wore Nazi armbands, and shouted words of worshipping Hitler. The society generally believed that these young people were just some kind of "exotic" and "temporary" phenomenon. It was just a fashion pursued by young people and would soon pass.

At that time, people did not pay enough attention to it. Moreover, after independence, Ukraine was reconstructing its own history and removing "the history of fighting against German fascism and the harmfulness of fascist ideology" from history books. Hitler was even described as "the unfortunate victim of Stalin's aggression." In some widely used history textbooks, the Soviet Red Army's defeat of fascism was described as "harmful" because its consequence was the establishment of "communist totalitarian politics" in Eastern Europe.

But as the economy deteriorates, a large number of people are in extreme poverty and unemployment, people have lost trust in the government, and most families live in poor conditions. Parents only have one thought every day, that is, how to survive. They have no time to educate their children. Family quarrels and violence have become commonplace. It has become a common phenomenon for children to run away from home due to hunger, beatings and unbearable living conditions.

The children were "thrown" onto the "streets", and the neglected teenagers were regarded as the best "prey" by criminal organizations and drug trafficking organizations. As a result, a large number of youth gangs emerged, and these gangs eventually evolved into "neo-Nazi" organizations.

After the birth of these "neo-Nazi" organizations, they can continue to exist and grow, largely because these organizations are good "tools". For example, in the election campaign, in order to cause trouble for the Communist Party of Ukraine, the largest party in the Ukrainian parliament, some oligarchs and politicians will arrange for "neo-Nazi" organizations to disrupt the election campaign of the Communist Party of Ukraine. This is not a light disruption, but violent activities including beating, smashing, looting and causing deaths. After these neo-Nazi organizations are arrested, they will only be charged with the crime of "gathering a crowd to cause trouble" and be dealt with lightly.

For example, some senior officials in the Kiev judicial department have publicly stated that they do not know the existence of any "neo-Nazi" organizations and do not want to know.

The car quickly drove into the street near the market. Seeing the male comrade lying on the ground with blood on his head after being beaten, these elderly party members and a handful of league members filed out of the van, each holding a wrench, a hammer, and even a broom. Although most of them were not young, their eyes showed a refusal to admit old age. They lined up at the entrance of the market, ready to fight to the death with the dozen or so "neo-Nazis" in front of them.

"Comrades, today we have to show our strength!" The leader Victor shouted aggressively, waving the steel pipe in his hand.

However, just as they were about to charge, hundreds of "neo-Nazis" suddenly emerged from every corner of the market. These "neo-Nazis" were all young and strong, and they also had weapons in their hands.

The party members and league members present were stunned. "Sukabulie, we've been ambushed!"

Victor was already imagining himself being beaten into a pig's head like those male propagandists. Alexei beside him was eager to try. What was the maximum number of hooligans that an ordinary player could fight? If he pressed all the QTE operations of dodging, defense and counterattack correctly, could he defeat these hundreds of hooligans without any injury? Or would he die here because of exhaustion...

"Get rid of these communists..." Before the neo-Nazi leader finished speaking, Victor found that the steel pipe in his hand was gone. Then he saw the steel pipe thrown by Alexi beside him, drawing an arc in the air, and with a "whistling" sound, it hit the leader's head accurately. The leader didn't even have time to react, his eyes rolled up, and he fell straight down like a robot that had been unplugged.

Since someone took action first, the "Communists" and the "Neo-Nazis" could skip the verbal battle and enter the fierce fighting stage! The neo-Nazis were numerous, and they came like a tide and directly launched a "Central Breakthrough", while Victor and his men also got red-eyed, shouting "No retreat!" and rushed forward, and both sides started smashing each other's heads.

After fighting for about ten seconds, a larger group of strong men wearing sailor shirts appeared from the left and right wings of the melee, which made both sides of the melee at a loss. However, Alexei knew where the other side came from. These were all veterans he recruited. After training, they would be sent to Giant God Company.

"I'm here! I'm here! Soldiers! Launch a pincer attack on these people in black!" Alexei shouted.

"The boss is there! Go!" "Hurrah!"

Chapter 176 Comrades each doing their own thing

The “market melee” brought everyone a brief spiritual boost, but this excitement did not last long and was soon extinguished by a “basin of cold water”.

Under the overcast sky, a storm was brewing. Suddenly, the office door was roughly pushed open, and Aunt Irina rushed in angrily. "Look at these documents sent by our Party Central Committee!" She slammed a pile of documents heavily on the table, "Now they can't even figure out their own policies! They just give us problems and make us fight each other!"

Victor sighed and rubbed his temples. It was already difficult for them, the party members, to do grassroots work, but they didn't expect the top leaders of the Communist Party of Ukraine to cause more trouble. The root of the trouble was the division, and the fact that the Communist Party of Ukraine had always been troubled by fierce internal factional struggles.