University of Toronto, downtown St. George campus.
The large campus lawn was crowded with people, loudspeakers placed around created a warm atmosphere, and exciting speeches were going on.
"I am Bishop, a Bishop who works for the benefit of all people. Please believe that I will bring new life to the people of Toronto, Ontario and Canada."
"May God have mercy on those who died in the nuclear winter, and we will miss them. And God also gives us hope, and I will assure you that starting today, we will get more and more survival supplies."
"Our autonomous committee has reached an agreement with the Honorable David Lawrence of New York. We will get food and various help to get out of the predicament, and we will also get a strong ally."
Every high-pitched speech can trigger a burst of cheers, and what really brings thousands of people to the venue are the free supplies distributed after the speech. Everyone can receive a bag containing a small amount of food and daily necessities.
In order to survive, everyone is very realistic. This extra gift is the biggest motivation for everyone to come here.
After his speech, Chairman Bishop of the Toronto Autonomous Council came to the backstage. He opened his arms and shouted to a burly man with a big smile: "Thank you to the generous and caring Mr. David Lawrence, and thank you to the person who personally sent us the supplies.
Mr. Serge."
The burly man had a straight face and just gave Bishop a simple hug coldly, "You have to remember that supplies are not free. From today on, the Toronto area will be connected with the New York Brotherhood. Your current task is to drive away the East
Face those of the 'Aurora Legion'."
"Oh, don't worry, this is not a difficult thing. Just look at how many people came to support me today, and you will know how powerful I am in Toronto." Bishop looked at the forty-year-old with a long horse face and looked at
Be smart and capable.
"Don't try to fool me. If I were here to hand out gifts, I would attract the same number of people." The big man Serge said with a hint of sarcasm, "You lawyers are used to bluffing. I advise you to use
If you show some real ability, your opponent will be extraordinary."
"I think your understanding is a bit wrong. Networking and prestige cannot be obtained casually." Bishop put away his smiling face again and said in a deep voice: "In fact, we attach great importance to those outsiders who are entrenched in Montreal, but we don't
Need to be afraid of them.
I'm not exaggerating my power, I'm just expressing the comparison of strength between the two sides. The 'Aurora Legion' really has no foundation in Quebec. They are far away from their own base and cannot deploy a strong army thousands of kilometers away.
And I have organized a militia of 3,000 people. Please believe in the quality of Canadians and their enthusiasm for defending their homeland. Our training and equipment are no worse than any army in the end of the world. Of course, Sir David Lawrence's mutants
The troops must come first."
Bishop was bragging about himself and David Lawrence when suddenly an officer approached Serge and delivered a report. After reading the report, Serge, who was David Lawrence's confidant, frowned.
"What happened?" Bishop asked.
"The refinery controlled by the 'Aurora Corps' in Quebec City has started operations. They will soon be able to obtain tens of thousands of tons of refined oil. But correspondingly, we have just lost a large refinery." Serge's face was dark.
, losing the Bayway refinery is a major loss.
"Oh..., it doesn't matter. As long as we drive away the gangsters, the refinery will be back in our hands. We can encourage workers to go on strike, resist the tyranny of the Aurora Legion and expel them. Then we will have enough fuel.
Yes." Bishop almost guaranteed the ticket.
Serge glanced at Bishop and almost said, 'Are you an idiot? If I really want to be driven away, how can I leave the refinery to you?'
But Serge changed his words when he said it, "I advise you to take Victor Hugo seriously. Anyone who dares to despise him will be in trouble. Now the 'Aurora Legion' has increased in Quebec."
Among the supplies they dropped, some daily necessities produced in New York were sent to them.”
As long as David Lawrence does not mess up, it will be difficult for Zhou Qingfeng to take advantage of the other party. Half of the output of several factories that have been restarted in New York belongs to David Lawrence. Mr. Lawrence immediately allocated some supplies to win over his northern neighbors.
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Both men understood the importance of competing for this piece of fat in the north, so they both chose to put more people and materials here.
Judging from what Serge has seen so far, Canadians still have a sense of national cohesion and will not be easily hooked up with some food. Especially now that the New York Brotherhood has intervened, the people here are even more popular.
stable.
"Victor Hugo finally made a wrong step. Didn't he think about restarting the factories in New York? The most beneficial thing is our New York Brotherhood?" Serge felt that as long as the lives of the locals in Canada were improved, they would feel more comfortable.
If it is better to stay, then you will not leave easily.
"The people of the 'Aurora Corps' are also stupid. They actually think that they can move away Canada's population and industry casually. If they didn't have an aircraft carrier, hum... damn aircraft carrier!" Serge cursed fiercely.
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The aircraft carrier "Kennedy" owned by the "Aurora Corps" is a heavy stone in the hearts of all the forces in the Americas. Many people hate and fear it.
Bishop happily agreed: "It doesn't matter, the more supplies these bandits put in, the better. When we drive them away, everything will be left behind. We have assembled a fleet, and we only need to transport a thousand people."
The militia can drive Victor Hugo's minions out of Quebec."
Bishop was very confident in his strategy. Serge could not think of any problem with this for a while. Toronto is on the shore of Lake Ontario, and ships on Lake Ontario can go down the St. Lawrence River to Montreal and Quebec City.
As long as Montreal and Quebec City are captured, the Toronto Autonomous Council can be renamed the Eastern Canada Autonomous Council. Bishop's power will naturally increase, and he even thinks that with the help of David Lawrence, he will eventually become the Lord of Canada.
While Mr. Bishop was daydreaming, an encrypted telegram was delivered to him. The person who sent the telegram turned out to be Victor Hugo, the commander of the ‘Aurora Legion’.
The telegram started with a compassionate tone, asking the Toronto Autonomous Council to immediately give up its confrontational mentality, consider the future of the entire Ontario residents, and comply with and cooperate with the actions of the "Aurora Corps" in Canada. Otherwise, they will be severely punished!
"We advise the Toronto Autonomous Council headed by Chairman Bishop that if it attempts to wager a confrontation with the lives of millions of innocent Canadians, it will be doomed to be nailed on the pillar of shame in history and remain infamy for eternity if it fails."
"Asshole! This is too disrespectful to me!" After reading this extremely provocative telegram, Bishop became furious and cursed: "Damn yellow monkey, I want to see how you can nail me to shame.