In the square with thousands of people, all the third-level awakened people that the Soviet military could gather, as well as a group of high-ranking military and political officials, all looked to the sky eagerly.
Wu Zhi was circling, and the selected mechanical awakeners were flying hundreds of fighter jets to patrol the airspace.
Outside the square, the survivors who came after hearing the news were crowded with people and were all curious about who they were waiting for.
Holding such a grand investiture ceremony after the end of the world is undoubtedly a great luxury and waste.
The generals and commanders of each department stood in two rows like a background. Hundreds of third-level people looked solemn, just waiting for the man to arrive.
Even before the end of the world, the standards were higher than any award ceremony, even in the craziest era.
But at this time, no one felt that something was wrong. Instead, they were worried that it was still a bit crude.
As the greatest victory after the end of the world, this is the glory of the country and even all mankind!
At least, that's what they think in their hearts.
Countless countries in war zones have fallen into catastrophe, and countless people have destroyed their countries and regions. But they are the only ones who can survive the catastrophe-level mission!
\"Everyone, is it true that Lin An will not be included in the publicity we are about to launch?\"
A high-level awakened person in charge of United Front Propaganda asked the other high-level officials nervously in a low voice, and couldn't help but glance at the report in his hand.
In order to highlight Renn, Lin An's achievements, including the transfer of personnel transfer instructions, have been transferred to Renn.
If Lin Anxin was dissatisfied, he was afraid that it would be difficult to end the situation.
"Just send it like this!"
"Don't forget what the purpose of our propaganda is! It's to boost morale! It's to inspire people! With Talin An, doesn't that tell all the Soviet people that we still need help from an outsider?"
"Besides, I believe that the real solver of this Chita disaster is Mr. Ren! Lin An can at best help!"
"We paid for the teleportation command, so it makes sense that he was mentioned in the promotion!"
As if thinking of something, the commander-in-chief who whispered back snorted coldly:
"If nothing else, don't you all know what Lin An's style is? Is he likely to fight for the Soviet Union? If he really played a decisive role, I have no doubt that he will open his mouth and knock him hard.
Pay us a favor!"
"On the other hand, Lord Ren! He never said anything from the beginning to the end! Even after it was over, he still wanted to complete the task and lower the level of the disaster!"
"Not only that, he only wanted $1!"
"What a great sentiment this is? What an admirable mind it is!"
"We have discussed it unanimously. The meaning of Mr. Lane's asking for 1 dollar is nothing more than telling us! He regards all material rewards as dirt! All he has is a sincere and ardent patriotic heart! A heart that shoulders the responsibility of Soviet Russia.
Determination to restore the hope of mankind! That’s why we want waste paper that is least valuable and does not represent Soviet Russia!”
The more he spoke, the more excited he became. The eyes of the middle-aged man, who was stern and unsmiling in front of outsiders, were actually a little moist at this moment.
He was used to seeing many awakened people relying on their strength to ask for rewards whenever they took action, even greedy. He had already deeply realized that in the end of the world, everyone is for themselves. But suddenly, Renn, a selfless and top-notch human being, appeared.
The most powerful person
This feeling, no less than the brilliance of humanity, shone in his heart, dispelling his pessimism and despair about the future.
"That's right!"
"It is precisely because Mr. Ren has contributed so much that all we can do is give him the highest honor instead of chilling his heart!"
"If Lin An is greedy for these false reputations, let him go to the war zone himself! We will only respect our heroes!"
The awakened person in charge of publicity suddenly became solemn when he heard this.
Comparing the performance of Lin An and Renn, it has to be said that there is a world of difference. Of course, he also knows that this is all because Lin An is not one of his own.
But it was precisely because of this that he felt even more deeply that the strong men in his own country were the most important.
Seeing that the time was almost up, he simply led more than 3,000 second-level awakened soldiers to send a message.
It's time to tell the survivors of Soviet Russia what kind of crisis they encountered not long ago, and who was turning the tide.
"This is the central command center of Soviet Russia, where the theater and national coalition governments send messages."
"Dear survivors, here we need to tell you the truth about the recent Chita disaster."
In hundreds of safe zones, hundreds of millions of survivors looked at the war zone channel in trance, watching the joint speech that filled the screen.
As an official propaganda that rarely uses huge manpower, everyone is curiously staring at the information.
After a few minutes, everyone looked blank, and a deep sense of panic and fear arose in their hearts.
Just one day ago, they were almost in danger of annihilating the country.
A third-level mutant every hour? Chita zombies that are more terrifying than ordinary zombies? Millions of survivors have been evacuated from the front line? More than 10,000 awakened people died on the interception line? Nuclear bombs cannot stop the zombie attack?
Many people's eyes widened in fear. They had never thought that the crisis of national annihilation they had only heard about in announcements would actually happen to them.
It wasn't until the end of the promotion that the official dropped the bombshell.
"We are honored to tell all survivors! All this disaster has passed! This crisis of national annihilation has been solved not long ago by the respected Lord Ren! I believe many of you who have checked the missions in the war zone have also noticed this! Chi
The Tower Disaster is over! And our Soviet Russia has also given birth to a truly top-level powerhouse, the strongest being among mankind! Renn!"
"Let us remember this moment together. This is the greatest victory of mankind after the apocalypse! We firmly believe that this apocalypse will eventually be defeated by us! Soviet Russia will last forever!"
"Ren!? Isn't Ren the mysterious man who killed the Sunwalker before!?"
"He is indeed from our military!"
"The strongest human being has appeared in our Soviet Russia!?"
After the publicity was over, the person in charge in the square let out a long breath, and there was still unconcealable excitement in his eyes.
The response was very good. After the announcement, the entire Soviet Russia was once again in an uproar. Everyone was discussing the existence of Renne. Countless words of gratitude and praise filled the entire war zone channel. These messages were no less than injecting blood into the survivors.
A shot in the arm.
"Okay everyone, after the arrival of Mr. Renn, the awarding ceremony will officially begin. At that time, we should also inform the whole world of this news."
"Haha, after thinking about the shock of other war zone senior officials seeing this news, I feel that this feeling is so good!"
As if thinking of the bitterness in the trial tower, many third-level awakened people recalled the grievances of being suppressed or even ignored by the Chinese war zone or Lin An. At this time, they wished they could rush to the Chinese top management and shout a few words.
You, Lin An, are no longer number one! The real strongest human being is our Soviet Union! What does it mean to feel proud? This is it!
After suppressing the excitement in their hearts, everyone returned to their solemn expressions.
Tyr, who had been keeping in touch with Ren, could not help but whisper:
"Everyone! Attention!"
"Lord Ren is coming soon! He is already nearby!"
At an altitude of 1,000 meters, Lin An, who had already arrived above the Medal of Honor Square, turned off the war zone channel with a strange look on his face.
He also did not expect that the Soviet-Russian war zone would soon promote him as the savior of mankind and the hope of the doomsday. Under such massive publicity, he even felt a little embarrassed.
"Lin An, how do we get down?"
Under the disguise of a scalpel, Lin An, dressed as Xiao Mo Ling, held his hand and looked at "Ren" with blinking eyes.
Some silence.
Lin An looked at him with an affectionate look on his face and felt that this scene was too weird.
Push Mo Ling away.
"Don't come near me when you get down."
"Just pretend to be me and show up directly. It's better to act angry and indifferent, otherwise it won't be easy to make a deal."
"As for me"
Think briefly.
Lin An seemed to have thought of something and turned his eyes towards the black dragon who was sleeping like a dead snake.
If the greatest value of Soviet Russia is its status as a "sacred altar", then naturally the more exaggerated the next appearance, the better.
Chu An has always wanted to create a god in an amoeba, so naturally he can do it in reality.
Lin An has no doubt that his subordinates are absolutely full of positive emotions towards him. It is not easy to use the ability to absorb emotions when fighting, but when showing off
He had never tried to absorb such a wide range of positive emotions, and Lin An didn't know how exaggerated his power would be intensified in those few seconds.
Like God coming?
For some reason, Lin An seemed to suddenly understand something in his mind.