Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

In addition, East Asia suffers from severe pollution, and Russia is not an option for them to migrate to. In Central Asia, there is a conflict between climate, environment and cultural customs...

This is a problem that should have been anticipated, but no one has responded in any way.”

Raphael stepped aside, picked up the camera and filmed the riot scene below where smoke bombs, tear gas and high-pressure water jets were being fired and waved back and forth.

Click, click, one photo after another was recorded.

The German foreign affairs official showed a bitter and complicated expression. He was not angry at Raphael's words. Instead, he nodded in agreement.

He took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned his shirt cuffs, methodically rolled up his sleeves, and removed his tie, which only made him feel uncomfortable breathing.

He slowly approached the edge of the rooftop and said to Lvhui at the edge of the guardrail:

“This is a helpless outcome, and the bitter fruit of letting things take their own course.

Their decisions and policies will be influenced by many factors, including domestic politics, international relations, economic conditions, and even trivial matters.

Even if it is passed with foresight, there will still be many difficulties before it is implemented, even more than the difficulties encountered in getting the bill passed.”

As Simon Fischer looked at the scene of police and civilians fighting below, the sadness on his face became more and more obvious.

Obviously, he is not an ordinary idiot, but a man with ideals.

At his age, most people are not thinking about how to get opportunities, but how to spend the last few years of their careers smoothly.

Not making mistakes, not causing trouble, and not actively looking for trouble are the choices of most people in this age group.

“It’s your choice.”

Luhui no longer paid attention to the foreign affairs officials from Berlin and continued her human observation career.

There was no way, this was the homework Asuka assigned to her.

In her opinion, homework is boring. People have all kinds of thoughts, and the emotions they express and what they think in their hearts are two different things.

Some people may appear to be warm and welcoming to others on the surface, but they actually belittle others madly behind their backs.

Everyone is an independent individual, and people like them who can communicate with each other's minds are definitely unique and special in this world.

"Yes," Fischer said, "No wonder there are always protests and marches in cities in the eastern states. Even so, fools are useless, and smart people continue to reap the benefits..."

He told Raphael: "I will submit a report on your actions in Stuttgart, purely military observation."

"Is this trying to please us?"

"Yes." Fisher admitted without hesitation, "I hope that I can get your help when I get into trouble one day."

“A report alone is not enough.”

"I know, Captain, you'll get all the support you want."

Fisher offered his chips.

"I know you are looking for some excellent and reliable investments. I happen to have a few insignificant resources that can help you complete the investment and obtain high-quality assets."

"Financial?"

"No, many people know your movements, but they look down on you completely."

Fisher spoke in a respectful manner, as if he were a servant hired by Raphael's family, which made her feel uncomfortable.

"It's mainly mechanical processing and manufacturing, Captain. You plan to make some tools. Judging from the flow of funds, you should want to use the invested enterprises as tools to secretly manufacture something."

"..."

Only then did Raphael realize that they had underestimated the human elite.

Although they did not understand Feiniao's investment strategy and information channels, they could still understand their intentions through the direction of funds and the timing of investment.

"It's awesome."

Raphael clapped his hands and put on a warm smile, but in his heart he was weighing whether to silence the witness.

Below, there were shouts from the police and demonstrators, as well as random explosions.

It is normal for a few people to die, and the death of this foreign affairs officer can be disguised as an accident.

"The best way to avoid being noticed is to do nothing." Fisher observed Raphael's abnormal smile and asked back, "You are weighing it, aren't you?"

"If you know that, why do you bring it up?"

"Like I said at the beginning, I hope to gain your friendship."

"I am just a foreign affairs attaché who doesn't have full power. How can you be sure of my future?"

Fisher replied with great seriousness:

"Children of generals become generals, just as children of politicians do."

Chapter 96 Fool

"If you really face that day, it is within my ability to help you."

Seeing the foreign affairs attaché in Germany sitting against the wall with her eyes closed, Fisher found a seat where he would not disturb them and sat down, sighing heavily.

Even when he found Raphael down there, he couldn't completely hide the pain in his heart. He just noticed that the other person was looking at him strangely.

Now he should find a way to concentrate, even if it is beyond his ability, to start thinking about his future in Frankfurt am Main, and stop thinking about himself and his wife.

When she arrived in Stuttgart this morning, her colleague in Berlin sent her a notice of his wife's unfortunate death and described what happened.

Although Fisher didn't know the other person, he was a kind person.

She was on her way to work and rescued a naughty child on his way to school. She was seriously injured in a car accident and died in the ambulance.

Everything was clearly stated in the letter, and so was the judgment of the Berlin Transportation Department. It was very simple, too simple. How could she die because of such a thing?

It may be even simpler than what was narrated by his wife's colleague. On the contrary, her colleague's account was very detailed, even highlighting the details of what Elena thought and did, as if trying to prove that Elena's sacrifice was heroic.

It seems like it needs some special explanation!

Almost all those who have passed away for some reason, unless everyone knows that his behavior was despicable and cowardly and he deserved to die, will rack their brains to praise him during his lifetime at the memorial service...

Yes, it is heroic, and that is how it should be viewed.

How else could one say this? Was her sacrifice meaningless? This was the truth, though it meant nothing.

Fisher just wanted to save his two daughters and infant son by accumulating a life-saving favor. They might not become generals, but there would always be someone who would give them a little face for that person.

The relocation of Berlin is just the beginning, and the domestic situation will become more complicated in the future. It is foreseeable that the Federation is advancing rapidly on the road to division due to the malicious manipulation of some people.

The man was followed by a lawyer whom Fischer knew: Robert Kessler was the executor he and his wife had chosen.

When he appeared in front of Fisher with his wife's living will, his last fantasy was over.

"So what are you going to do next?" Raphael asked, "There are people waiting for you in Berlin."

Fisher recalled with pain the conversation his wife had during the last minute of their meeting.

Hearing Raphael's words, he suddenly woke up from his memories. He couldn't stay alone now. The most important thing now was to return to Berlin and deal with his beloved wife's funeral.

This has not yet developed into a war! Why?

If it were wartime, Fisher could still use the rules of war to paralyze himself.

The current situation seemed to make Fisher a complete sinner. He thought that he should go home as soon as possible.

Then he thought again, he hoped that the day would never come when this person’s promise would be really useful.

Just as Fisher was thinking about this, he saw his follower lift the door curtain and walk in.

"Sir, we should return."

"Got it." Fisher couldn't tell who was the leader among the four people on the rooftop. He could only say to the one closest to him, "Captain, the information and support you need will be delivered to you soon."

"Thank you for taking the trouble."

"Then let's just say goodbye."

After saying that, Fisher turned around and left. His followers nodded slightly, and their eyes swept across the panoramic view of the rooftop, finally landing on those large guitar cases and guitar bags.

It's self-evident what's in these bags.

He didn't say anything, and he couldn't say anything. He really wanted to say to the four Americans: "This is the Federal Republic of Germany, not the free and easy America. We have..."

He felt there was no need to say the following words. Judging from the current situation, the intensity of federal control was almost non-existent.

The general public is now exercising restraint according to their old habits, but when they realize that the situation has changed, the era of everyone owning a weapon and carrying it secretly will come.

To be honest, no one in the Berlin Ministry of the Interior who is in charge of police affairs has noticed the increasingly serious hidden dangers in ordinary daily life.

For someone like him who noticed this, there wasn't much point in just worrying about it since he didn't have enough power.

In recent days, Fisher even hoped that this landmine would explode as soon as possible.

Only by creating a storm can we wake up the politicians or parliamentarians who are pretending to be asleep.

He took just one look, then pulled aside the curtain and walked down.

After a while, the two appeared on the parking lot outside the building. They looked up at the rooftop silently. There was no sign of human activity at all. No wonder the US side sent them to perform the observation mission of foreign affairs military attachés.

"Do we have a chance?" the attendant asked.

"What do we mean by 'we'? What does 'we' mean?" Fisher asked himself and his followers.

"The bear in the north is unreliable," Fisher gave his own answer. "It is a capitalist empire that worships the Tsar in revolutionary guise."

“If anyone is fooled by their propaganda, then they are really a fool.”

"Ah."

Fisher has never missed the Red Empire of 46 years ago as much as he does now. Even though it was already crumbling at that time, it was still better than the mess that is now entrenched in the north.

However, Fisher's heart trembled when he thought of the hundreds of thousands of armored troops ready to rush south into the plains of Eastern Europe and Central Europe at any time.

Forget it, a dead bear is the best.

The guys who now live in the Moscow Kremlin are all the bastards who were keen on using relic weapons back then.

After the Shinobuyama ruins incident 30 years ago, they took advantage of the fact that the Russian Federation was busy dealing with follow-up work and was confused. They took the opportunity to undermine or even abolish the Federal Ministry of Emergency Situations in the name of disaster relief, thereby gaining control of power.

Earlier, as senior officials of the Russian Federation, they decided to deploy a large number of relic weapons in the Syrian region and give ELID as a gift to West Asia and the Middle East where sanitary conditions were worrying.

This is no different than what the Americans did in Afghanistan and Vietnam.

More importantly, the two groups of people have not changed, from high-ranking officials of the Russian Federation to important military and political figures of the new Soviet Union. Not only have they not been liquidated, but they have also been promoted as important promoters of the establishment of the "Second Union".

Even though it was named the "New Soviet Union," it actually had nothing to do with the old Red Empire. Fisher sighed deeply again, opened the car door, got in the car and left.

"Some of us are just fools."

Chapter 97 Surprise

The demonstrations caused by the ELID collapse radiation and the influx of refugees have finally ended. There is no fun in staying in Stuttgart.

The police and the defense forces cooperated perfectly and separated the demonstrators in no time.

Once they lose their numerical advantage, they become a mob.

The original intention was to use urban unrest to gain some practical skills training and experience - the information inherited directly from books or her was always just information, and it was all just fancy tricks before it was applied in practice.

"That person has to promise, are you serious?"

Asuka quickened his pace and caught up from behind. The guitar case on his back was higher than his head and swayed slightly with every step.

"He's a smart man, he has no choice."

"How many smart people are there now?" Asuka shook his head. "If there were smart people, the world wouldn't be what it is today."

The sun had already set, and the dizzying heat was rising from the ground, causing her to frown. Asuka raised her eyes and widened them.

Before they knew it, Lingyin and Luhui had pinned the two men to the ground.

"what happened?"

"The little hooligans who followed us all the way," Lingyin twisted the other's arm hard. After a teeth-grinding "crack" sound came out of the joint, she replied, "We look like harmless music students, and we plan to take this opportunity to have some fun today."

"It seems that they have become a source of entertainment."

Another "crunch" sound burst out from the two men, followed by heavy gasping.

They couldn't even howl because their jaws had been removed by the two of them long ago, causing their vocal organs to move away from their original position. They were trying very hard if they could make some low humming sounds.