Soviet Union 1991

Oscar Lafontaine's words were like a bomb that was detonated from the center of Berlin and radiated in any direction toward Paris, London, or Vienna. One of the very important points in the program proposed at this gathering is to unite people from various countries to expel foreign refugees. Stop further greening of Europe.

The slogans put forward by the left-wing parties were not only approved by communist sympathizers, but also by some middle class. As the main force of national taxation, the middle class also began to complain that most of the taxes they paid were used. On these damn borers. Motorov cocktail bottles were even thrown at the refugees as they marched.

The marching refugees caused a riot. Some people tried to catch the saboteurs, but the police pushed him firmly to the ground first. Although he was arrested by the police, he still did not look regretful at all, looking at the Europeans with defiant eyes. Refugees, shouting slogans.

"Kill all these invaders, long live the German people!"

The police found a portrait of Hitler on the arrested person, which he carefully folded and placed in his inner pocket.

Red flags, green terror, and the rise of extreme right-wing forces. Two different forces are developing and growing at the same time. They are beginning to cause friction and conflict. On the one hand, they represent the all-pervasive religious forces, and on the other hand, they represent the religious forces that once allowed us to live. The power of the people that all Europe is wary of.

The chaos in Europe spread from Germany, and then to other Nordic countries, such as Denmark and Norway, small countries that pursue political correctness and finally know what it means to reap the consequences. Allowing refugees to enter your own country will eventually lead to disaster, not to mention the fact that it is fueled by the United States and the Soviet Union.

Protesting people, left-wing people, right-wing groups, and people of all classes whose interests have been harmed gathered on the Gendarmenmarkt. The only thing that can unite them is the wolf-like refugees who are tolerated by the authorities.

Now standing on the podium, Lafontaine stared at the people in the audience, everyone was waiting for him to launch his speech. But LaFontaine remained silent. Just when the audience was about to lose their patience, LaFontaine began to speak.

"Before I start my speech, I want to ask you a question. Who is the master of the country? The politicians? Or the refugees from the uncivilized and spiritually barbaric land?"

Seeing that the audience was quiet and no one answered his question, Lafontaine sighed and asked, "Is no one answering this question? Or are you afraid of answering this question?"

"Then starting today. I want you to remember that we are the masters of the country! We do not belong to corrupt and incompetent politicians, nor do we belong to those outside believers! They use our taxes to help these idiots build Qingzheng Temple, and we But there is no benefit at all! We are cows raised by the state, and we use the wealth we create to support a group of blood-sucking parasites! We are the real people, and the Federal Republic of Germany is just the spokesperson of these moths.”

"Europe has had enough of these refugees, look around us, these people in headscarves are protesting against us wearing the same clothes as them, asking beautiful German girls to cover their figures. Dress conservatively. They Just like cancer cells, eating our healthy red blood cells and preparing to fight disease Occupy our country and change our beliefs before dying! However, no matter what, there will be a small group of warriors who dare to go upstream and fight for our people and our beliefs, even though they will suffer the threat of death and suffer from religion. People are intimidating me, but I stand here today and just want to say one thing.”

"Either obey or resist, the German people will never be slaves!"

Lafontaine's impassioned speech on the Gendarmenmarkt attracted countless people to stop and watch. His purpose is no longer limited to the struggle between different classes. Instead, they unite them with the same goal and tightly unite them around the left-wing faction. To win support among the people, nationalists seem to be better at arousing people's emotions than leaders who still emphasize political correctness until now.

"Long live the German people!"

"Deport the refugees, Germany is our Germany, not the refugees'!"

Anger at the authorities for tolerating the evil behavior of refugees. There was also his own unfair treatment, which made all the people present begin to agree with LaFontaine's words. The reason for this recognition largely comes from the indignation against foreign immigrants forcibly occupying the country and interests. For a time, the people in the square were shouting slogans. The reason why they supported Lafontaine was largely due to the unpopularity of the authorities.

Germany belongs to the German people, not to refugees who commit evil acts.

This is the propaganda slogan shouted by Lafontaine, and it is also the signal to challenge the current prime minister.

"The dream of a strong and powerful Germany will not end, nor will Germany become the next Yugoslavia. We can bring a better future to the German people, without discrimination and equality for everyone."

Not everyone agrees with LaFontaine's statement. For example, those green refugees who regard this group of left-wingers as a stumbling block have focused their hateful eyes on LaFontaine. They have been looking for opportunities to eradicate this block of obstacles. Stone.

A certain bearded man put his right hand tightly in his pocket. He stared at LaFontaine intently, trying to find an opportunity to strike. His index finger was on the trigger, preparing to assassinate the left winger with a revolver bought on the black market. leaders of political parties.

Lafontaine was still waving to the audience, not noticing that one of the young men was quickly approaching him through the crowded crowd. He stopped when he was only ten meters away from Lafontaine.

He pulled a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at the dangerous politician on the stage.

"Allahu Akbar."

The young man whispered this sentence, then pulled the trigger, and saw blood splattering in front of him. In the smell of gunpowder, he looked at his target, covered his scarlet chest, and slowly fell down.

ps I didn't update last night because two chapters were harmonized again. The author said he was helpless. I tolerated not giving me a big push, and I tolerated not recommending me. I banned my chapters every three or five days. Are you guilty or afraid? Sorry, our faith will not be erased.

No matter how much you reviewers try to cover up, even if there is still a group of useless propaganda departments that drag their feet, I still have to say what I want to say and write what I want to write. Thoughts are never afraid of bullets. A soldier with flaws is still a soldier after all, and a fly, no matter how precious, is still just a fly. (To be continued.)