Chapter 870 The war is over!

Woo-woo!

Two short whistles woke up Pittsburgh from sleep. After Harold opened the curtains with sleepy eyes, a train had slowly entered the platform.

After seeing the train, the brigade had already waited for the workers outside the station to come one after another. They did not come to take the train, but to rush to add coal to the train, earn meager income or exchange for medicine and food to subsidize families that could no longer support.

Most of these people are local minorities or plantation workers who have escaped from the south. They do not hate Xinhua like the descendants of the majority of Britain, France and other countries. They are even willing to do anything for money. It is precisely because of their existence that those Chinese soldiers can find them by scattering a lot of money. Tens of thousands of workers support them.

Hadro did not look down on them. As an old station manager, he has seen too much sadness in the past few years. The war has made this previously rich country fall, and morality is rapidly disappearing.

When Hadero put on his clothes and put on a mask and walked out of the door, two high-pressure white foges from the front of the car enveloped him. When the fog gradually dissipated, the machine guns on the top of the carriage and the fully armed Xinhua soldiers standing on both sides made everyone shrank their necks.

This is a passenger car with 12 carriages. Hadro saw that each carriage of the train was full, several soldiers guarded the aisles between the carriages, and the machine guns on the roof were several times more than usual, which made him think about who was in it.

"Sixi, how many people are there this time?"

Second Lieutenant Xinhua, who was in charge of guarding the station, came together with the second lieutenant who got off the train. Unfortunately, no one could understand the complex dialects of the East, so no one paid attention to them.

"483, all of whom are senior engineers from the electrical company and steel company. By the way, there are more than 20 professors in the university, plus their families, a total of 1630 people, all of which are stuffed in. The second lieutenant who got off the train quickly untied his mask with his garrison companions and walked to the corner. While coldly scanning the voyeurs who tried to approach the train, he took a few bites on the opportunity of parking and adding coal.

"Yes, it's an engineer again. I said you won't make the wrong person, will you?"

"Bullshit, how is that possible? Let me tell you, in order to find these guys, we have spent a lot of money. The second lieutenant who got off the train squeezed his eyes and said with a disdainful smile, "The Yankees are not hard bones. They get some money and food, and rush to lead us to find someone."

"Ha ha." The second lieutenant stationed at the station said with a smile, "by the way, how many more trips do you have to run?" The environment here is not good now. Look outside, the streets are full of dead bodies. Damn, I really don't want to stay for a moment!"

"It's almost, this is the last car, and the brothers on other lines are probably over. I heard that the freight will be over in the next two days, so I think you should be ordered to retreat in a few more days."

"That's good." The second lieutenant stationed at the station breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the train and asked, "How many people have you taken?" Even if these people have the ability, what's the use of not doing their lives in China? It's a fucking waste of food."

"How much?" The second lieutenant who got off the train hooked the corners of his mouth and shook his palm: "I don't know exactly how much, but I heard that at least 50,000, plus family members and so on, more than 200,000!" Didn't you see that even the cruise ship came to pick them up? As for arriving in China, hehe, what the hell do you think? Half of them have signed contracts with domestic electrical companies and steel mills for 30 years. Besides, didn't those experts in those years not cooperate? But now, everyone is full of Northeast dialect, which is more fucking smooth than the Northeast people in our company! And I don't even want to go back to Japan!"

"That's true. Come on, I won't talk anymore. I'll urge you to go to this damn place. Take a few more breaths and I feel like I'm going to get sick. It's better to leave early. The second lieutenant stationed at the station saluted, clapped his hands and walked to the coaling place with a mask.

In the window, a pair of eyes looked at all this quietly.

Milson Ward is an expert in special steel and armor materials of the United States Steel Company. The armor formulas used by the U.S. Navy before the war were all from him and his partners, which he was once proud of.

But today he suffered because of this job and was arrested by Chinese soldiers for being convicted of assisting the United States to launch a war.

This is an excuse. He knows very well that even if you make a dress for the Mei [***] team, as long as they think you are useful, you will be stuffed into the train! This is because Chinese people spend so much energy to find out themselves, not to take a criminal back to trial, but to the knowledge in their heads, and they need those special steel formulas!

In this train, in addition to people like him, half of them left voluntarily with disappointment because of the plague and war. They have signed a long work contract with Chinese companies at the invitation of soldiers in exchange for visas and even naturalization.

Although this choice from his position is not liked, it is also common sense. This is an immigrant country, and anyone can come and leave. In the south and east coasts, it is already devastated, and the interior is also chaotic, and even must pay the unimaginable price of war. The American dream has become far away. Unreachable, compared with Xinhua, a vast market with a population of 500 million, which is already the largest country in the world, the opportunity here is already very small.

More importantly, the country is suffering from an unprecedented plague, so even if you can't leave now for various reasons, many people will return to Europe or the Far East or even the rest of the world to look for opportunities after the war.

Ward sighed quietly, and the wife beside him hooked her arm hard.

Outside the window, it is known as the golden line by the United States and the earliest railway between the Great Lakes Resources and New York. Because of his work, he has traveled hundreds of times, but he has never been as worried as he is now.

Since the American political axe promised to lay down its weapons four months ago, the [***] team has quickly entered every city in the north like a locust and occupied every railway, and the also preserved railway has witnessed the madness of one country and the decline of another.

It's the Chinese who are crazy. They passed through this railway line. In just over four months, including Carnegie Steel, Westinghouse Electric, Arms Company under the name of the Mellon Consortium, DuPont America, the Chicago Consortium and hundreds of companies, tens of thousands of technicians and their families, as well as tens of thousands of tons. The machinery and equipment were taken to New York by continuous trains through this railway, to Baltimore, and shipped from there.

Such a huge loss hurts everyone and tells people that the prosperity after the South American war has dissipated, the wealth accumulated for half a century has become someone else's toy, and the United States of America has completely failed.

Everyone has fought and resisted bandit-like robbery. The Pittsburgh Steel Trusts even encouraged workers to fight, but no one expected that those soldiers who were more polite at the beginning would shoot mercilessly, and hundreds of workers fell into blood in the sound of machine guns.

What's more chilling is that because the army is in custody, it can no longer fight, and it is more worried that the American political axe, which angered China to bring more personnel damage, finally chose to be silent in front of the muzzle.

This indifference is chilling, and in the end, everyone has to stop the fearless confrontation. The blood and corpse clearly tell everyone that the United States of America has failed. These are only part of the price paid for the light start of the war, and the greater price is quarreling in Istanbul.

Everyone is predicting and waiting for the damn contract to be announced. They want to know what is left in the United States in the end!

The relocation is still going on, and there is a train from the Great Lakes region to New York every few minutes. At the same time, this efficiency is amazing, and people can't help but think that the [***] team has received professional moving training?!

God, it is said that mice will cry wherever they have been!

When more and more helplessly watching the factories that depend on their lives being emptied and the warehouses empty and at a loss, a sudden great plague made the whole United States silent.

The train began to start again, and the road to New York was getting shorter and shorter. Ward, like everyone else, looked at the familiar pictures outside quietly and carefully, hoping to keep all this in mind.

But when the train entered the city of Pittsburgh, the scene stunned everyone. The women held the child tightly and burst into tears, and the men couldn't help standing up, as if their bones had been pulled out.

Pitzburg has become a white ocean!

White cloth is hanging on the window, and Red Cross volunteers and medical staff in white coats wear white masks, in and out of these white cloth doors, which represent the illness of someone, in the open space, in the church, in the school! They are all temporary white tents for treatment, and countless white shroud!

Along the way, the once prosperous Pittsburgh has been empty, and the whole city seems to be asleep, with a palpitating tranquility. In addition to the Chinese soldiers and military vehicles patrolling from time to time, there are only numb volunteers carrying a dead body.

On the hillside not far away, countless simple tombstones were erected. From a distance, it seemed that the surface was inserted with a dense wooden stick.

The whole city is like dead!

God!

Why is this so? Does God think that the punishment suffered by the United States is not enough?!!

In the face of all this, everyone is speechless.

The intersection of iron wheels and steam engines has become the only voice in the world. The children running with the train are gone, the busy streets are gone, the shopping malls are gone, and the trams are gone!

The people in the carriage began to sit down slowly, and the outside world had left them speechless.

Suddenly, at this time!

A black sound tore the eyeball.

It was a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old child. He, who was supposed to be in school, was running desperately along the street at this moment. From his open mouth, it could be seen that he was shouting.

Surprisingly, with his shouting, whether it was volunteers carrying dead bodies, rare passers-by with numb eyes, or in front of the houses with patients hanging white cloth, they all stopped or came out of the house.

There are more and more people!

Pittsburgh is like a city that has been asleep for thousands of years awakened by him. People get out of the dark and humid like mummies, stepping into the sun, looking up at the sun and enjoying.

What happened?!

The speed of the train is not fast, so Ward and everyone can clearly see more and more figures in the originally quiet and empty city. What happened? What's wrong with Pittsburgh?

The child is still running, as if he is tireless. Ward looked at him and even had the impulse to jump out of the car and catch the question.

At this moment, an electric current sounded from the soldier guarding the two carriages of the train. Ward and everyone saw that the soldier carrying the radio suddenly froze after shouting a few words.

Yes, he is stuck!

It was not until more than ten seconds later that he suddenly jumped up, laughed and shouted crazily. His shouting had the same magical magic as the child outside, because he woke up all the guarded Chinese soldiers. They shouted, hugged, and thundered with joy!

Even on the roof of the car, there was the sound of stoping and jumping.

Then, an explosive news spread all over the train!

The war is over!

Three hours ago, the Istanbul Conference, which attracted too much attention, was signed by the representatives of the Allies on the "Peace Treaty" surrender that made all the Allies sad, weep and weep, and declared the end!

Yes! The piece of land that was ceded, sold, and taken away from the side, and a string of money figures that were almost astronomical in the ears of ordinary people, which required several generations to work hard to compensate, made all the commits dumb.

Then, after all, the war is over! Everyone has reason to be happy, because the guns, explosions, smoke, blood and death that have enveloped the world for 51 months have finally gone away. People can finally look back and treat the great plague of the century around them with peace of mind--

In the center of Scapa Bay, in the most important North Sea anchorage of the British Royal Navy, the St. George's flag on the mast of the battlecruiser Rodney was slowly lowered under the gaze of tens of thousands of soldiers.

The sailors held the flag devoutly, folded it into neat squares, and then handed it into Hamilton's hands.

Then, a salute rose from the battleship.

Then the whole bay seemed to explode, and countless explosions sounded from the bay, Rodney, Anson, Deterrence, Roar, Black Prince, and Royal Oak.

Warships exploded in the smoke, from the largest capital ship to the smallest torpedo boat. 92 Royal Navy ships opened the sea valve and ignited tons of explosives in the security ship.

The sailors gathered around the shore and stood on the lifeboat, bursting into tears.

Outside the bay, Hipper, who was holding the telegram that Britain had just received had surrendered, was stunned. Tens of thousands of German sailors could only foolishly look at the smoke in the distance under the deterrence of dozens of shore guns, watching the British ships that should be compensated disappeared on the sea one by one.

At 8 a.m. on October 21, 1918, after the signing of the Istanbul Peace Treaty, a total of 92 ships of the British Royal Navy sank in the anchorage of Scarpa Bay! ......

(to be continued)