Wasteland people! The authorities do not care about our needs. Bye "Alpha"feasting in Stern, we die of hunger and rotting our backs in the mines for the miserable coppers. But these jobs are threatened to be taken away from us., to replace cars. Arthetinenets - improved man? No. Man thrown away, an unnecessary person - that’s what an ordinary ardetain is. We can only one thing: to survive. Today, in order to survive, we must take arms and show the Magistrate that wasteland is the force with which they will have to reckon. We cut Stern from all sources of energy. We will smash them factories and stop the mines. Let's see how long they last iron bastion. New Totrick will rise today. Tomorrow is the whole Ardetine. Hidden story objects: - 1 Leaflet |