I, transformed into a vampire girl, sparked the Industrial Revolution.

Chapter 340 Chess Game (4)

"Since it was Comrade Alice of the Front and the Front itself who issued the order, our brigade has no choice but to do our duty."

Mojave, the brigade commander of the 24th Red Banner Guards Armored Brigade, nodded and saluted the political commissar.

"Comrades, the better you fight here, the smoother Comrade Alice's negotiations will go, and the brighter Colombia's future will be!"

"Our brigade will live up to the trust placed in us by the organization and the people, and guarantee to complete the mission."

The political commissar who came to deliver the order patted the brigade commander on the shoulder: "This is the theater command's plan."

The brigade commander opened the plan; the operation was named: Desert Storm.

Alice paced through the luxurious room, her dark purple dress trailing behind her, swaying with her movements. The room's decor was beyond the imagination of the poor. It had been specially decorated; the hotel's owner, Boris Halifax, had commissioned the room to be decorated to resemble the now war-torn Trian Red House. It is said that he also gave a large sum of money to Ange, the maid who still cleans and manages the house in the Red House, as a tour fee.

"Well, I can tell they care about us a lot~"

Alice reached out and touched the familiar Red Mansion-style wall carvings. The Red Mansion was called the Red Mansion not only because it was the residence of the vampires, but also because its exterior was made of red bricks and its interior walls were decorated with a large amount of red and dark purple elements.

“That’s right. According to the reports, the Denver media has focused more on you, my dear Alice, while others have only received a small amount of coverage. By the way, you stole the spotlight from Mike Douglas.”

Alice's outfit was meticulously designed by Raphis, and even her long, flowing hair was made smooth. This image is a combination of strength and beauty. In terms of appearance, Alice's youthful appearance actually adds to the popularity of this image.

"It seems you pay close attention to the newspapers here, Raffis. But how did you know?"

Rafis shook her head, then bent down slightly: "Of course it's the local intelligence network. Alice, you don't know, we've always had an intelligence network that spans the entire Colombian continent!"

After speaking, Rafis looked at Alice. Alice didn't know that the Front had won the hearts of many Colombians simply by promoting the automation of society in the West. In that kind of society, there was no more economic crisis, no poverty or unemployment, and no more inequality between people.

More and more people began sending their wives and children to the front lines' base, and then these families began telling more people about their experiences there.

As Alice's reputation grew, this trend reached its peak, with many people recognizing only Alice and willing to follow her simply because she was there.

Although this was a situation Alice did not want to see, she would have preferred people to join the revolution because they wanted a new world, rather than because of her.

But people crave a leader who can lead them away from their predicament and away from war; they crave an idol, they place their hopes in an idol. In the past, this was precisely why religion was able to flourish.

People fantasize about a perfect idol, and Alice is the perfect "vessel" to fit that idol. She is powerful, magnificent, beautiful, and wise, and her stance is exactly what the working class needs most.

She will not let people down; she will triumph and bring a better life to her people. She will liberate them from ignorance and instill a sense of national consciousness in them. She will teach them how to plan their cities and how to live. After she left, more and more books about her began to circulate, which, with their mix of fact and exaggeration, further fueled this phenomenon.

On the other hand, if she leaves, a country will face a crisis. This is true for Amelia, the North is almost lost, and Trian is also on the verge of collapse.

Therefore, pressure from public opinion and from the Western Ocean Convention forced the talks to take place. Although the talks were rejected by the Allied Powers, the unions, the front, and the supporters of the United States were still able to determine the future of most of Colombia.

Therefore, this is precisely why the Front was able to establish an intelligence network in Colombia. People supported the Front for various reasons, and the Front, with the support of the stars in the universe, strengthened its intelligence network and enhanced its intelligence gathering capabilities, which led to Operation Desert Storm currently underway in the Mojave region.

How long will it take for the sandstorm in the Mojave region to completely engulf the war zone?

"General Mike, according to the meteorological department's forecast, if we are not mistaken, the sandstorm has already affected the war zone, and our air force is no longer able to take off."

"Very good, our troops have been mobilized, haven't they? Let's take this opportunity to reclaim Vegas and teach her a lesson!"

While the negotiating table was filled with heated debate, a fierce battle raged behind the scenes. At that moment, a sandstorm caused communications to be disrupted in the Mojave region. Taking advantage of this, the 24th Red Banner Guards Armored Brigade, which was carrying out Operation Desert Storm, inserted itself into the designated combat area and cut off the only paved road in the eastern Mojave region.

The three forces were actually two camps. Despite being in Denver, Jack Reed was still present. He watched Alice strolling in the garden. She had been on the front lines for over a year, but no one believed her then. Now, the Alice that no one believed had taken back the entire West, and no one doubted that she was a fake anymore.

"Long time no see, Mr. Reed."

Alice waved and smiled at Reed. Her dark purple dress stood out in the lush garden courtyard, and her long, flowing white hair and dark purple formal dress made her look very dashing.

"Hey! It's been a long time! Miss Alice! It's a pleasure to see you."

How could Reed not be happy? Alice, as the leader of the front, had a lot in common with his corps, at least more than they did with Mike Douglas.

"Well, Mike Douglas has arranged quite a few sightseeing activities for us, and quite a few celebrities are requesting to meet us. But I'd like to ask, will you be attending the banquet tonight?"

"Of course, of course, Miss Alice, my wife and daughter will also be there. Please be sure to meet Ms. Reed and Miss Reed then!"

"Ah, we're really looking forward to it, Mr. Reed. Now that we're both people who are doing great things, we should naturally keep in touch more often. Who knows, our careers might even take another step forward in the future."

Alice was referring to the cooperation between the two sides. She didn't care about those trivial matters. If the Front and the Workers' Union could really reach the end of the civil war, then the two sides would inevitably unite and work together for the same better future.

“I’ll be waiting for you in Chicago anytime, Miss Alice.”

Reed chuckled.