don't call me singer

Chapter 1908 Violence pierces through the copy of the influence of the "Three Baltic States"
In the three countries of the Baltic Sea, when blizzard hits the city and most areas are cut off from water, electricity and internet, the only tool to keep in touch with the outside world is probably the radio.

At this time, I don’t know how many families are standing next to the radio, looking forward to the good news that the blizzard will stop.

It's just that what they waited for was just bigger snow.

During this long blizzard, they had doubts.

Aren't we following NATO's big brothers?

Why did the big brothers of NATO disappear when it really happened?Not to help?

Even, the big brothers of NATO surrendered first?Kneeling more thoroughly than us?
They were angry, angry at why their politicians and some ignorant people would provoke the Dragon Palace, angry at why they licked those unreliable big brothers, and even more angry at why their provocations would be angered by the whole .

After all, during an avalanche, every snowflake feels innocent.

They also cursed, cursed all those who caused these troubles to die, cursed politicians, cursed Sea Dragon Palace, and cursed Gu Xiaobai.

But the snow still fills the air.

Pieces of snowflakes piled up and buried the entire city.

Boycott Gu Xiaobai from the three Baltic countries, cancel the flight of "King of the Ice Field" performance, and remove all Gu Xiaobai's music and JOOZ programs. As a result, a hundred whales crossed the border, and the sky was covered with snow. It has been several days. up.

A few days is not long, but for them, it is extremely long.

And as time goes by, every minute will become longer, because they are really facing the threat of death.

Every minute feels like a trial.

Up to now, the only thing left is probably fear and prayer.

I am afraid that there are actually people in this world who can manipulate the weather, and I am afraid that someone who just "misses my hometown" and "likes the snowfall in the cold current at high altitudes" can freeze three feet thousands of miles away.Fear that just one thought of some people can cause natural disasters for millions of people.I'm also afraid that some people will provoke these irresistible characters just for their own benefit, just to beg for their masters behind them, and let everyone bear the consequences.

Even terrified of...they don't know if it's really someone controlling the weather, or God's wrath at what they've done.

This feeling of being hostile by an unknown power far superior to human beings makes people feel fear from the bottom of their bones.

Are we wrong?
Are we really wrong?
Are we dead wrong?
Then there is prayer.

Pray for the existence of this higher than human will, be able to pity these suffering people, pray for saints to save them, pray for their mistakes to be forgiven, and pray for their sins to be redeemed.

And pray that those around you can get through this weather safely.

But not many people are really willing to do anything.

Until the voice on the phone rang.

"My power is running out, and it may be cut off at any time." On the phone, Alekna's voice began intermittently, "I don't know how long your radio station can last, we can't wait forever , we can no longer wait for others to save us.”

"I'm Virgilias Alekner, I'm an ordinary agent, I'm on the top floor of the Ike Center building, our colleagues are burning the previous work files to keep warm, and now the files are almost gone .”

"We've got to fix this, we've got to make up for our mistakes, and I'm sure if we do that, we'll be able to stop this snowstorm."

"Next, I'm going to hang up the phone and go out the door and head towards the government buildings. I'm going to question them, what are those politicians doing, why haven't they solved the problem. I'm even going to see, they Are they still here, or have they fled to their masters..."

"I don't know if I can make it, and I don't know if anyone will join me, but I'll be heading south from Ike Tower, and if you don't see me in front of the government building, it means I'm freezing died on the road."

"I don't know if I should want someone to go with me ... but I'm going to do it, I'm going to do it."

"Then everyone, goodbye."

With a "click", the man named Virgilias Alekner hung up the phone.

This "click" made many people tremble subconsciously.

In the city of Riga, in front of the gate of a historic castle, the guards are huddling in the attached buildings.

The heavy snow had already buried most of the entrance hall, and the sentry box outside the door had already been submerged in heavy snow. Even if they hid here, it was as cold as an ice cave, but they still had to stick to it, because behind it was the presidential residence up.

Cursing, a small squad of guards entered the foyer after a rough patrol.

The patrol route has become shorter and shorter, and is now only near the gate.

The only road they cleared was a short distance from here to the main body of the castle, but the road that had just been cleared was covered by heavy snow at this time, and it would be difficult to walk in.

Just hiding in the building, they desperately shook off the snow on their bodies for a long time, and then someone cursed loudly: "Damn it, these guys are still having a drinking party!"

It's already so hot outside, and in this castle, they are still having a reception!

The others turned their heads to look at the main body of the castle. From here, they could see that the outside had been frozen for thousands of miles, but the inside of the castle was still warm as spring. Sufficient supplies and independent generators under the castle allowed them to maintain a decent life .

Through the window, they could be vaguely seen wearing thin clothes, walking in the corridors and halls, and talking about something while holding up glasses.

They chatted and laughed happily, as if they were not living in the city of Riga that had been frozen for several days.

The heavy snow cut off the water grid and their ability to mobilize various forces.

These days, they did nothing except shout out occasionally to appease the people, call for rescue, and lick their masters.

On the one hand, they don't want to do anything, and on the other hand, they can't do anything at all.

It's better to enjoy life and wait for the disaster to pass by itself.

And at this moment, in the heavy snow, something appeared.

A small shadow, slowly enlarged.

It was a snowplow, with huge snow buckets, pushing the snow sideways like a Moxie parting the Red Sea.

The snow removal vehicle drove to the gate of the castle and stopped not far away.

From behind the snowplow, a man covered in snow came out.

He shook his body vigorously, revealing the red down jacket underneath, and stood in front of the guards:
"I'm Virgilius Alekner, and I'm going to see the President, or anyone who can handle it."

Guards, you look at me and I look at you.

"Brother, you're the one talking on the radio."

"Yes, it's me."

"Sir, you are really here!" Another guard said.

"Yes, I'm coming, we're all coming!"

Behind Alekna, another person came out.

Men, women, old and young, they walked out from behind the snow plow truck with each other's arms, and stood in front of the huge castle.

The guards looked at each other again, and then all looked at the captain.

"The sacred constitution gives me the responsibility and power to protect this castle," the captain said.

But he paused: "But it doesn't give me the power to stop our people from saving our country."

He sideways, out of the way, then raised his hand in salute.

Alekna nodded, took a deep breath, and strode towards the interior of the castle.

There has been no new news on the radio for a long time.

At this time, there were very few people who could still contact the radio station.

The radio announcer kept repeating certain content almost mechanically, but even he himself seemed to have lost hope.

And the people listening to the radio were almost desperate at this time.

Who will save us?

Who can save us?

That man named Alekner, what happened to him?Did he succeed?

Suddenly, the announcer, who was repeating the broadcast calmly, suddenly became passionate again.

"We just got the news that the officials of the three countries in the Baltic Sea have jointly issued an announcement...withdrawing the removal of the JOOZ software and the ban on all Gu Xiaobai's music. At the same time, they sent Gu Xiaobai and Haishanglonggong, Apologies for previous reckless actions and baseless accusations..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!"

It is obvious that their own country and government have succumbed, but they feel happy.

All the requirements have been fulfilled, it's time to pass!
"Also, Mr. Alekner made it to the castle, thank you for his efforts. Thanks to him and all the brave people."

In the suburbs, at Alekner's house, his wife burst into tears when she heard the news.

Next to him, the son who was playing with the pirates also cheered.

"Your husband is a hero, ma'am!" said the policeman who was bound in a corner.

"Don't talk!" the big pirate said in a rough voice, and then kicked him.

Shut up the police.

Alekner's wife got up, went to the window, and drew the curtains.

"what?"

The snow became smaller.

The snowflakes that were falling all over the sky were obviously much smaller.

The sky is also brighter.

The little boy ran to the gate and pushed it hard, wanting to go out and have a look.

But the door was already frozen.

Next to it, a big hand reached out and opened the door.

"The snow is small! The snow is small! Sir, let's build a snowman!"

The little boy dragged the giant-like pirate along the way.

Unexpectedly, the giant pirate shook his head.

He turned his head to look in a certain direction, as if he was listening to something, and then said to the little boy, "We should go back."

"Can't you stay, sir?" The little boy was very reluctant.

The giant-like pirate shook his head, walked towards the small wooden boat parked not far away, and shook it vigorously, shaking off the snow on the wooden boat.

Then several people jumped into the small wooden boat, and on top of the snow, the wooden boat sailed away as if sailing on the sea.

"Can we still meet, sir?" the little boy asked loudly.

The giant-like pirate smiled without speaking, and then slowly turned translucent, disappearing into the white snow.

In the Dragon Palace on the Sea, Wang Yida, who had just landed through the wind and snow, sighed and said, "This guy is not bad."

"That's pretty good. If he can join our Bolingbang pirate organization, we will rebuild our influence just around the corner!" Wang Yuxin said, "Uncle, did you see through that he is a talent, so you have repeatedly postponed the missions of the pirates?" Yes? Although I think he is a talent, it is not worth spending 100 million a day for it..."

Wang Yida smiled, reached out and clicked on the "Great Pirate System" in his hand, and clicked to cancel the task.

If the experiences of these days have taught him anything, it is that he can still be a pirate, but he should think about the problem from the direction of detaching from pirates.

"What if I say he has the potential to be president?"

"Hey?" Wang Yuxin stared, and then said: "Don't tell me, it's really possible... Well, let's support him to run for president! Then we will have a base near the Baltic Sea in Bolingbang!"

When the two were ambitious and planning to do something, Gu Xiaobai's phone also beeped, and a prompt box popped up.

"Congratulations to the host, your support in the three countries of the Baltic Sea has reached 80%, the progress of the 'Siege of the City' regional raid mission 'Eastern Europe Ripper' has been updated..."

"Congratulations to the host, your support in the three countries of the Baltic Sea has reached 90%..."

"Congratulations to the host, your support in the three countries of the Baltic Sea has reached 100% (the current real support is 132%, and the existing bonus: 'Peter the Great's Saber', the influence of the countries in the historical territory of Russia has increased by 20%; The state of influence radiation increases the influence of all countries bordering Russia by 20%."

"Congratulations to the host, your influence on the three countries of the Baltic Sea has reached a new high. In the current state, no matter what you do in the three countries of the Baltic Sea, as long as it is within a reasonable range, you can get the support of public opinion. A little opposition is not worth mentioning .”

"Even if you plan to do some outrageous things, they are willing to support you and actively find suitable reasons for you, but it may affect your support until the support drops below 100%, and this state disappears."

"Congratulations to the host for continuously reaching 100% support rate. You have conquered the three Baltic countries in an unexpected way. Before the balance state is broken, your influence on the three Baltic countries is fixed at 100%. The 'influence transfer' status is activated, and your The influence of countries within 500 kilometers around the three Baltic countries +20%."

Gu Xiaobai couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the reminder.

Is that okay?

In fact, he had already planned to give up the markets of these countries. After all, the three Baltic countries were different from Russia before, and this time he was really forced to blow up.

But the support of the three Baltic countries turned out to be ridiculously high.

Even if the two 20% influence bonuses are removed, there are as many as 92%.

Perhaps, this is... the mentality of a small country with few people?

The system continued to prompt: "Congratulations to the host, you have conquered multiple markets with violence in a row, make persistent efforts, and continue to use violence to conquer more markets..."

(End of this chapter)