Chapter 1828 Subtlety

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Wasteland, New York, Staten Island.

Chandra, the special government advisor to the Fraternity of New York, was standing outside a new big box store with the crowds of people rushing right in front of his eyes. Hundreds of citizens can't wait to enter the store, and they are all rushing to exchange the banknotes in their hands for various commodities.

Because it's almost Christmas.

Since the end of the world, people in North America have not been able to have a good holiday. Until now, society is peaceful, jobs are stable, life is rich, and people's consumption desires are suddenly opened up. This year's Christmas looks like it will be an unforgettable experience for many people.

Outside the store, two large screens are playing program advertisements. On it are the festive greetings recorded by His Excellency David Lawrence, as well as the promotion of various New York local products-but in fact, just yesterday, the Aurora Legion program broadcasted by satellite was broadcast on these two big screens.

The Aurora Legion has rich wealth and diverse talents, which is not only reflected in the commodities it dumps, but also in various cultural invasions. Since Victor Hugo publicly responded to the election manifesto of the American Baath Party last month, various brainwashing propaganda activities have suddenly increased.

The Kennedy Space Center at Cape Calaveral is the largest and most comprehensive aerospace base in the United States, but Zhou Qingfeng cleaned it up completely. As a result, neither the Brotherhood of Steel nor the Enclave in North America were able to restore much of their space launch capabilities, and could only watch the Legion keep launching.

Zhou Qingfeng frantically launched satellites with the help of rockets provided by the real world, and shot more than 50 satellites in one go within half a year. He even bought all the emergency reserves that the rabbits used to fill the vacancies of satellites during the war, and he was full of local tyrants.

With enough satellite networks, the Aurora Corps could radio broadcast across the United States. Then people in North America found that the TVs they bought could not only be used to watch a limited number of movies and TVs, but also could be hooked up to a satellite receiving cable to watch real-time programs.

More than a dozen channels were suddenly launched, and all kinds of entertainment information became extremely colorful. This one action alone caught all the forces in North America by surprise-the current affairs program of the Aurora Legion was broadcast in the hypermarket on Staten Island, the headquarters of the Brotherhood of New York, it was too bullying.

"I don't know about the talk show talent that Victor Hugo got from there, he can talk too much with one mouth." Chandra thought about the talk show guest named 'Old Zheng', and really wished he could go up and pinch him die each other.

'Old Zheng' looked ordinary, dull, a bald middle-aged man. But his mouth is full of all kinds of black history in the United States. Politics, economy, culture, military affairs, all kinds of insider and black goods are blurted out, celebrity allusions come out as soon as they open their mouths, there is nothing he doesn't know about going to heaven and earth.

"How many years have you studied the United States so thoroughly?" Chandra also wanted to put on a program to fight against each other at the beginning, but he soon found that he couldn't find an old man who could fight with words. Zheng' people, not even himself.

"Old Zheng" has been holding back for more than 20 years, and he is so happy to have the opportunity to be on TV and still get paid. He wished he could talk for three days and three nights in one breath, and have a good time. As far as his current mouth is concerned, it can compete with Gatling.

"If you can't fight, just ban it." This is what Chandra can do. It's just that he can block public TV broadcasts, but he can't block private viewing of programs from the Aurora Legion.

'Old Zheng' is a sullen type, usually taciturn, and the talk show on the show is humorous, close to reality, and can stir up the atmosphere of the audience and touch the hearts of the citizens.

He talked and laughed happily on the TV show, learning about the past and the present. In Chandra's eyes, he is simply a thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh, wishing he could send someone to assassinate him.

"We should prohibit the sale of satellite receiving devices in stores and list them as prohibited materials." Chandra could only go one step further in a panic, "We can even arrange for the police to ban them, and arrest anyone who dares to watch enemy channels."

Chandra's idea seems cruel and poisonous,

But the attendant who was in charge of recording by his side kept curling his lips in his heart-can the store ban it if it doesn't sell it? So did the idiot officials who announced Prohibition in the United States.

But what happened? Alcohol was not banned, but all kinds of bootleg gangs flourished. As long as the citizens have needs and earn money, it is guaranteed that many people will take risks.

Perhaps Chandra himself felt that the idea of ​​a complete ban was too absurd. After a while, he turned back to his entourage and asked, "Can't our own TV station produce some programs that the citizens like?"

"Of course." The attendant shrugged. "Actually, our TV station started broadcasting a year ago. It's just that our equipment and manpower are not very professional."

Speaking of this topic, Chandra was bitter again. Television media is an industry with high professional requirements. If you just pull a few people and find a few cameras, the picture will be very simple, and it can even be said to be horrible.

It just so happens that people engaged in the media are not very capable of surviving in the early days of the apocalypse, not to mention New York, a place that has been washed away by nuclear bombs, even Zhou Qingfeng doesn't have many such talents. Moreover, a TV station needs all kinds of professional equipment, and the cost is second to none, and there is a shortage of people who know how to operate it.

These are not problems for Zhou Qingfeng, just find a rabbit in the real world. As long as the money is enough, it is guaranteed to make a world-class TV program. But for the New York Fraternity, the TV picture produced by the grassroots team is too bad, and the people don't like to watch it.

The picture is simple, the background is monotonous, the editing is amateurish, and there is no use of skilled sound and light effects. It's also a talk show, but the Aurora Legion can do it vividly and wittily; but the New York Fraternity can do it dryly like a bunch of bastards are chanting scriptures——compete for each other!

The citizens in the store bought all kinds of products happily one by one, and the best-selling products were undoubtedly from the Aurora Legion. You must know that sublimation is terrible. The Nazi Propaganda Minister Goebbels has a famous saying - Propaganda a thousand times, a lie becomes truth.

Back then, there was an idiot surnamed Liu who yelled, "Rabbits should be colonized for three hundred years." This is a typical consequence of being brainwashed by the enemy.

The TV media is publicity on the surface, and commodity consumption is even more secretly. When people in North America subconsciously feel that the Aurora Legion represents 'beauty', 'justice' and 'hope', then the worldview of the white people will collapse.

At that time, North American society may really feel that it is acceptable for a yellow man to be the emperor. After all, even black people and fools can be the president. What else can't happen?

"What should we do? We can't sever diplomatic relations with the Aurora Legion, protests are ineffective, and we can't beat them again. Are we just going to watch ourselves being eroded by the enemy?" Chandra sighed, sitting alone on the road outside the store I worry about myself.

The attendant also felt the same, but he was more optimistic, "Mr. Consultant, your worries are true, but after all, the time is short, and we will have a solution in the future. For example, when our own industries develop, we will naturally be able to Reverse this psychological decline.”

"It's a pity that Victor Hugo doesn't think like you. He moves faster than anyone else, and he will never hold back once he launches an attack. God knows what will happen next?" Chandra felt despised by anyone. Don't underestimate that young army commander in the south with infinite means, he is really worried!

Think about this position, if you don't occupy it, the enemy will occupy it.