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Chapter 253: I want it all

The Soviet Union collapsed!

These four words seemed to drain all the strength out of Gorbachev, and he almost fell to the ground. This scene was broadcast to the whole world through television.

John sighed, picked up the remote control and turned off the TV. He turned his head and glanced at Cherkovso. The latter lowered his head, crossed his hands tightly, and leaned over. He did not see his face, but it was obvious that

The mood is not high.

Everyone knows his feelings for the Soviet Union.

Who can bear the sudden separation from a home that you have been proud of for a long time and even caused bloodshed and madness?

But who can say comforting words?

Men will always get through it.

"No...it's okay." About four or five minutes later, Cherkovso spoke, but without raising his head, there seemed to be a forced smile in his tone. He clapped his thighs with both hands and looked at his watch, "I

I'm going to arrange lunch for you." As he said this, he stood up with his knees on his knees, but he stumbled, lost his footing, and almost fell down.

Seeing this, John patted his shoulder and said, "Just take a rest and we'll go."

I looked at him at the door and then led me to the door.

As soon as the door was closed, Cherkovso seemed to be unable to suppress the pain in his heart and covered his face and cried!

What can make a man cry...

Only the thing he truly loved was ruthlessly abandoned.

Maybe the Mao Xiong has fought against Afghanistan and the African brothers. They are both unjust in those so-called justices, but this is the truth that the enemy is the enemy and the hero is me.

Cherkovso has never been political. For him, his family has been standing here for decades, and the land is filled with emotion.

But now...

All gone.

This is completely unacceptable to the general who has dedicated his youth wholeheartedly. You must know that during the referendum, 77% refused to disintegrate!

But in the end, the Soviet Union collapsed.

In this case, many people died for him, such as Marshal Sergei Fedorovich Akhromeev, who was famous at home and abroad for suppressing one side. He had an extremely rich resume and was still serving in the 1980s.

One of the last veterans of World War II, he joined the army at the age of 17. He has been fighting for the Soviet Union since the Great Patriotic War (World War II) and never stopped. In 1975, Akhromeev was promoted to general; in 1979, he was promoted to general

General; in 1983, promoted to marshal.

On August 22, 1991, the desperate Akhromeev wrote his last words in his office and ended his life with military honor.

He wrote in his last words: "When the motherland is about to perish and the whole meaning of my life is destroyed, I can no longer live. My age and the life course I have gone through give me the right to die. I will fight until the end of my life."

The last breath..."

Do you want to say whether Chirkovso will commit suicide?

Well…

The purpose of his life is to prove the shamefulness of Westerners and that he must not waste his life.

In other words, he is afraid. Who is not afraid of death?

The room... was filled with his painful hissing.



The world media is going crazy!

The news of the disintegration of Mao Xiong indirectly promoted the false prosperity of paper newspapers.

The supplement will be extended to three times a day. Will the topic be finished?

Don't be too naive. Those are reporters and editors. Their pens can bring life to the dead. Anyway, the love triangle came out in the end. Some small newspapers even said that the big brother in the world was actually stealing women from others, and then the women were very...

Niu, being fucked against someone's back, that's roughly what it means, it's all the woman's fault.

Things that cannot be blamed on women must be addressed.

Not to mention, this ridiculous statement is actually believed by many ghosts, but it also angered feminist organizations.

And in the Soviet Union... no, the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time in the former Soviet Union finally burst out at this time.

Those who opposed disintegration and those who supported it fought each other in the streets.

There were masked gangsters armed with weapons who rushed into the shops to rob them, and they shot at everyone they saw. This was simply rude. The local law enforcement agencies were overwhelmed and couldn't manage them. They staggered to the scene with great difficulty, and everyone ran away.

Already.

Under such circumstances, those selling arms are becoming more and more bold.

Downstairs of the hotel where John and others live is a bustling area. For the sake of quietness and safety, they have contracted the hotel. Standing on the balcony, looking at the crowds of people below, it will make people with adenophobia go crazy.

numb.

A T-80B main battle tank produced by the Kirov factory was lying on the street, and a man was standing on top of the tank holding a flag. The flag said in Russian: "Вернимоикровавыеденьги! (Give me back my hard-earned money)

!).”

Is this really asking for a salary?

Everyone in the Umbrella Company was dumbfounded.

"Andev, are all you Soviets so tough?" an employee asked his companions in group A. These people have long been disappointed with the system and have no tears. Instead, they are watching the building with cold eyes.

The farce below.

"Do you know how long it has been since we were paid?" The Russian named Andreyev folded his hands, leaned against the wall, looked at the noisy scene below and asked, holding out his finger, "We haven't been paid for three months.

I feel like I'm going to starve to death. If I hadn't found a job, I would have even planned to join a gang. Those people are much more generous than the politicians sitting in the Kremlin. They only want my help in killing people.

But I will be given money, and what about those idiots? Their heads should be caught in the door."

The more he talked about it, he couldn't suppress his inner irritability, and his voice became louder and louder, and he even started to curse.

John glanced at him, but didn't say anything. He just felt that he seemed to have missed a road. The man below looked like he worked in a military factory. In this world, apart from the military camp, where are the most weapons?

Military factory!

If you pull over the weapons inside, even if they are semi-finished products, you can still make some money.

John's eyes lit up, he turned around and left, shouting a few words, "One group is coming with me."

He wants to take down this tank first.



"Gentlemen, you can't buy this T-80B at a loss or be deceived. You can take it away for only $990,000!" The voice holding the flag still had a roar, and his vocal cords were a little hoarse, but below

The people still seemed indifferent.

Are you kidding me, $990,000?

If it was before, maybe someone would buy it, but now...

Why don't you buy one get one free?

And you also want a discount, otherwise who would buy it?

Do you think everyone is a fool?

The person holding the flag shook his head and said bitterly, "700,000 US dollars! This can still be reduced, and you will definitely not suffer. This is the T-80B tank, the latest one, with very strong firepower."

Can it be reduced?

Everyone's eyes were shining and they continued to wait.

At this moment, John happened to run down and shouted something.

"I want them all!"
Chapter completed!
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