"There are two completely different ways of viewing history. The new.m one is called the idealist heroic historical view and the other is called the materialist mass historical view. The main difference between them is that the former believes that history is written by a few elite individuals such as 'hero' and 'leader', and that a few elites lead the blind people to change the trajectory of our society; while the latter believes that history is written by the contradiction between productivity and production relations and social classes. 'hero' and 'leader' are just a pawn driven by an irresistible torrent of history."

Dawn Town.

Eve sat on the steps, with a book spread on her knees, talking to Ulysses.

"These things were written on a pre-war ** book, which I dug out in the library's storage room, and there were a lot of interesting things on it."

"Why do you need to study this knowledge?"

"Because I want to know why the former United States would be destroyed. I want to know, if we do it again, what can prevent the war from happening." Eve closed the big book, "On the surface, what destroyed our world was the nuclear war between the East and the West. Think deeper, what caused the war to happen? It was the struggle between the United States and another overlord China for exhausted oil resources. Why do we have stable nuclear fusion technology but still launch wars because of energy? Going deeper, we can see various contradictions such as ideology, **, social structure, production structure, etc. Our world is fundamentally sick, and it has a seed of self-destruction. War, war can never change. As long as one day, our world is not unified in one language, and under a banner, the world will never be peaceful."

"Your words are very similar to Caesar." Ulysses took the book, and he learned very quickly, and was the smartest of all Eve's students. He learned many languages ​​through self-study, and Eve even found that he could use Latin proficiency.

"Caesar? That tyrant on the east bank of the Colorado River?"

"Yes. He wanted to build a unified country, a flag, a language. He eliminated the traditions and cultures of all tribes and taught those conquered with his own thoughts. He often quoted Hegel and Nietzsche, but did not mention the names of these philosophers at all, and regarded these ideas as his own products. He portrayed himself as the son of the God of War, an invincible god. There is no doubt that he was a great man with the power to reshape the world. The country he reproduced was a powerful war machine, but not a country that could last forever."

"However, such a person has the possibility of unity... Sometimes I will be very frustrated. The cold reality is so hard and cruel. However, I try to find a way to fight, fight, and turn its direction." The woman's long platinum hair was draped on her back, and she buried her face in her hands. "However, I cannot give up, and I cannot give up the light because of the slim hope. The flowers of civilization will bloom again in the wasteland. I believe that there will be this day. We may not see this day, but our descendants will see it."

"They will see it." Julius promised her.

"Repent" is something that will happen to all of us. Many times we only realize when we recall it afterwards that we might have a better choice.

"Chef" Cook is now particularly regretful. If he had slipped away by himself, he might not have encountered what he is now. Now Sanctuary No. 3 has become the last tomb of the Demon Gang, and all the remaining leaders, all the surviving gang members... are all blocked here.

"Is there still a way to survive when we surrender now?" He heard members whispering in the restaurant. "If we surrender to those things now, we should be able to survive."

He originally wanted to cut off the fingers of those people with one knife, but now he felt that something was wrong with their eyes looking at him, as if he wanted to pounce on him and kill him, and then take his head as a confession. Cook was a little panicked, and he didn't dare to stare at those people anymore. He began to think about how he could sneak out.

I am familiar with the control system at the entrance and exit of the shelter, and I have the biggest advantage, that the two girls are still in my hands. This was originally a life-saving talisman that could be used, but now people are in panic. No one cares about the two girls. They were locked in their back kitchen. They originally planned to have fun, but now they can't move.

To briefly review, after the celebration of victory, everyone in the Demon Gang went to rest. After waking up, they found that the sentries outside had been disconnected, and then the mysterious robots had bypassed the numerous ruins covered with mines at some point. They came to Sanctuary No. 3 hidden in the ruins, and the Demon Gang along the way had been cleaned up like a sieve.

The most difficult thing is that I don’t know what the other party wants. After the robot was blocked at the door, it never moved again. Someone tried to slip out, but was ruthlessly shot. The remaining people could only hide in the shelter, waiting for the verdict of those who blocked the door.

In fact, Su Jing and Gai Qi just felt a little tired. After giving the robot a defensive function, they directly spread out their sleeping bags and slept in the ruins.

"What exactly are we doing now?"

"We want to build a civilization system of our own."

"What's this civilization system like?"

"Civilization, order, kindness, makes as many people as possible happy. Our future journey will be spread all over the sea of ​​stars, but all of this will originate from the small planet we are currently in. Even if we have the power to change the world, this step must be taken very carefully. This seed cannot be stained with the shadow of sin. If every society has its darkness and injustice, then we have to find a way to minimize this possibility. Of course, perhaps this order is based on our ability and an order that violates all social theories. However, as long as our power and wisdom to maintain order are not destroyed, we can maintain it and have a place in the new era."

“Everything will start from this wasteland.”

"Yes, it's going to start here."

A few hours later, a short and fat figure grabbed two thin shadows and sneaked out. Several people from the Demon Gang rushed in front of him with heavy firepower. The robot waiting for an instant start. When the fire was exchanged, the short and fat man grabbed the two children and quickly slipped away along the edge of the battlefield.

"Sorry, it's not allowed to pass here for the time being." Su Jing appeared in front of Cook with a smile. The other party quickly pushed the gun on the head of a little girl.

"Let me go. Or I will kill her." This evil guy is still fighting stubbornly, "Just let me go, and you can do whatever you want to do if you have the rest. I know where the motorcycle driver hides the goods in the gang, as long as you let me go. These are all yours!"

"Oh? But why do you think I am so kind?" Su Jing did not take the Friendship Destroyer, but only held a .45 pistol and kept spinning in his hands, "Tell me, can you convince me."

"This... no one has touched these two young men. You are also a man. A strong man is qualified to enjoy such top-notch goods. These two girls are me... Our subordinates have captured them from the caravan. They have innocent lives and their family members are completely dead. Sell them to big customers in New Vegas. One person can sell at least 500... No, 1,000 bottle caps! They are all top-notch!" Cook's face was already covered in oil and sweat. He tried hard to turn the faces of the two little girls over and show Su Jing carefully.

One is a white man, the other looks of Latin blood. Both girls are very slender and delicate in appearance, wrapped in several layers of tattered white gauze skirts. Their eyes are a little confused. Su Jing can be sure with a professional perspective that they have all been sedated.

"It would be a waste to be shot to death by me with one shot." Cook licked his lips and smiled, "Look, let me go, I will give you one first, and then I will give you a second one after the other. How about this? I will be a homeless man alone and never appear in front of you again. I will never be in the Mohavie area. Wouldn't this kill two birds with one stone? And if you kill me, I will kill these two girls before I die. I will break a man's neck like a chicken, and then shoot the other head. The two beautiful girls will be gone like this."

"It's very nice." Su Jing estimated the distance between him and him and the accuracy of his shooting. "If the remaining Demon Gang are people like you, then my job will be much easier."

"Hahahahaha... they are all a bunch of poisonous ghosts and they don't listen to people's words. You just need to let go and kill them." As he said that, Chef Cook seemed to have committed his drug addiction, and he started to tremble like a sieve. I don't know if it was nervous or because of a neurological condition. "How about it? If you agree, we will make a deal. I will throw a girl over first. Which one do you want? A cream cake or a chocolate cake?"

"Take the one in your left hand first." Su Jing waved the pistol in his hand.

"Okay, little cream, go over." Chef Cook seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, carefully put the white girl on the left on the ground, and then pushed her hard. The girl stumbled over, Su Jing walked forward and touched her pulse door, and the blood flow was a little slow.

"Hehe." Going over her shoulder, Su Jing saw a bundle of explosives tied behind her. Cook grinned and raised the remote control in her hand.

At this time, two gunshots rang out at the same time. A bullet broke Cook's wrist and let the remote control in his hand fly out. Another bullet directly opened a big hole in his forehead. A few strands of blood spilled out of his mouth, paused in a daze for a while before falling to the ground with a thud. He hesitated for a few times, and never moved again.

"I'm talking to you, take a snack next time you do something." Gaiqi, who appeared on the side, put down the pistol whose gun was still smoking in her hand. "If it weren't for the one I just shot, you would have to eat shit again."

"Who fired the other shot?" Su Jing turned his head and looked at the tall building in the distance. It seemed that he could see the reflection of the sniper lens for a moment. "It turned out that those two people were following us and could lurk for so long... it was really a bit amazing."

Hundreds of meters away, two snipers who had been lying in disguise cloth in ruins all night were lying on the ground, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Finally kill that bitch." Becky put down the sunglasses on his forehead and covered his eyes. "I'm dead now."

"Yes, I finally shot this dog... I was raised by a dog girl." Hei Tao Shi waved his hand excitedly, "I will tell this story to the recruits behind me in the future."

"You dare, I'll shoot your back door just when you're big."

"Uh, then I'll just forget it."

The two got up and began to quickly move. They were worried that the two Black Cross people might come to cause trouble, but it turned out that they returned to McAllen Camp smoothly and had a safe journey.

The battle in Sanctuary No. 3 was short and fast, clean and neat. In fact, before Su Jing entered the clearing of the field, the demon gang inside had already collapsed under excessive pressure and began to kill each other. In order to rob Jet, he could have a last chance to have fun before his death. At the beginning, it was just stealing, but later it turned into open robbery and secret robbery, and in a short while it turned into fire. The motorcycle rider could no longer suppress his subordinates.

The driver Nefei relied on his own stormtrooper to the end, but he was also covered in bruises during the suppression. The group of dogs raised by Violet was beaten to death by a group of thugs. She was beaten to death by blunt objects, and her body was eaten by addicts who were eager for narcotic drugs. When Su Jing led the combat robot troops into the interior to sweep, the remaining were the dying people who were lying in a pool of blood, and the dead who were "high to death" everywhere who had used excessive anesthetic drugs.

The underground equipment layer was the last stronghold of the Demon Gang, but Su Jing used the grenade mode of the Friendship Destroyer to blast a few randomly into it. Amid the tragic wailing, he could hear the cry of surrender. He walked in and shot one by one on his head. As for their boss motorcycle, Su Jing did not find any specific person. One grenade seemed to hit him and the guard, causing everyone to die, mixed up, and could no longer tell who was who.

"I think it will take at least two months to clean up this place." When Su Jing returned to the ground again, the stench on his body made the mechanical warrior stay away. The smell inside was so bad. If he hadn't turned off his olfactory nerves, he would probably not be able to stand it himself.

"However, we have taken another step towards the completion of the plan." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!