Chapter 4 (Cont.)
Maybe that's why Middle America, led by the Neuronusk authority, was able to retain far higher percentage of its landmass compared to any other region in North America and perhaps the entire earth. Following the authority's foothold in the Middle American land, the leaders of Neuronusk had immediately enacted total non-intervention, non-aggression policies. Instead of erecting vantage points and digging foxholes, the government had invested their all in maximum defense. The civil war took place in 2057, the grand war culminated in 2099; so aside from the region having the advantage of being in control of its own vision, there was also enough time for its obsessions to head towards successful fruitions. Even though Niqqson's Eastern America had notoriety in the theatre of the third great war for its formidable military, martial technology and remote espionage tactics, Neuronusk's Middle America, with its already supple bastions of cutting-edge research, had made incredible strides that had remained intentionally obscured in isolation. While Niqqson's regime had put the men and women of letters under duress, towards immoral directions, particularly those of its former state of Massachusetts; the scientists in the universities and facilities throughout Middle America were inspired by the charismatic leaders towards a sacred mission. When the bombs fell all over the world, the governments around the old world, having no way to stop the annihilation, retaliated with doomsday protocols. Niqqson, from the safety of his protective matrices, had ordered strikes even on non-hostile nations, those which did not have advanced martial technology like his. It is reported that the psychotic regime had launched major strikes throughout its home continent of North America and even the allied nations across the sea. 26th of May, 2099 was a day of ultimate retribution without any sustainable justification. Niqqson was not the only monstrous leader in its theatre, more on the contrary, the vast majority of world leaders had turned completely psychotic near the final hour. Meanwhile, the authority of Neuronusk, with its meticulous, deliberate longtime plans, attempted saving its people, resources and high-priority zones with gritted teeth. They knew their unified, focused plan was not going to see high enough efficiency; because even if the results were numerically up to positive estimation, they, in their taut vanity of superiority, had believed they deserved to be completely unharmed and left alone by the vengeful mankind. Regardless, even during that hour where the most apathetic had shuddered to the core, the Neuronusk government had remained steadfast in its non-aggression policies. Despite their formidable stockpile of advanced warheads, none of them ever left the encryption of the cabins. No Middle American general had wanted to break through the safety glass and reach for the weapons with the passionate mantra: "I curse this world that should be dying"...
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