I Became Stalin chapter 267
I became Stalin chapter 267
Wars raged all over the world. The British-American invasion of India and the Middle East, the civil war that began with the preemptive invasion of North Korea by the Japanese and Chinese fascist regimes, and even the revolutionary wars in Africa!
However, in South America across the sea, the old system planted by imperialism was still living and breathing strongly. Of course, to the extent that he was unaware of it, this gang in the Amazon seemed like a place where time did not pass.
“Hahaha! Damn it, there’s no end to it.”
“Wow! It’s your turn! Hahaha!”
While Alberto struggled with his materials, Ernesto Guevara, ‘Erno’, gathered the children together and had a good time chatting.
Leprosy penetrated the skin and muscles and ruined the body, but unlike the reproductive function, it was preserved untouched. Even in this leper village, which was forcibly pushed in, children were born and families were formed.
The innocent children liked Erno, whose beard and hair were shaggy, but her eyes were as bright as her eyes. Since I was in my first year of medical school, there was nothing I could do medically, but the children admired that they had never seen such a handsome person.
Of course, laughing wasn’t just about having fun.
“We must break American subordination! Because of the bridle they put on us… .”
In the deep inland of the Amazon, there were quite a few people who had gathered at the San Pablo Leper Village. In particular, international students from Peru who returned from studying in the Soviet Union spread all over the country as they pledged to work for the people in “the most difficult place in their country”.
During the day, he treated the patients, built a house for people to live in, and went out together to find a way for the disabled and the disabled to eat and live independently.
And at night, they would gather like this to sum up their lives, and then put their heads together to figure out how to solve this order and this problem.
Of course, the conclusion mostly ended in insults against the United States and imperialism.
“I couldn’t even imagine! How can you do this for essential medicines? This is a humanitarian crisis!”
“I agree. Sufficient drugs are produced to treat everyone in the world, but most of those drugs are in the hands of those pig-like Americans at exorbitant prices… .”
The USSR has disclosed production costs and available quantities for essential medicines designated by the WHO. For just one dollar, the Soviet Union could purchase a set of antibacterial leprosy at cost.
However, the US imposed an embargo on it.
“This kind of behavior by the Soviet Union is an act that seriously undermines the competitiveness of US pharmaceutical companies, and the US State Department condemns it. Is it not trying to dry up the US pharmaceutical industry by supplying drugs at a lower price than reasonable prices by using state-subsidized pharmaceutical companies? .”
The grounds for the embargo were, in fact, absurd.
The US pharmaceutical industry is subsidized, but the US pharmaceutical industry is not. Competing these two on the same line is not fair!
If American pharmaceutical companies dried up during this unfair free competition, then the US State Department was worried about whether the Soviet Union would monopolize the market, take profit or not weaponize it.
Following this announcement, the US and Latin American governments all condemned the “unscrupulous attempt of the Soviet Union to monopolize the market” and imposed an embargo on drugs supplied by the Soviet Union at low prices.
“If you need a drug, you just have to pay a fair price and buy it. Paying a low price now can pay dividends later.”
A State Department spokeswoman dismissed the controversy as such. Pay the ‘fair price’!
Pharmaceutical companies in the United States used all of their R&D expenses, future new R&D expenses, marketing and promotional expenses, and transportation costs to “set a fair price”.
“Yes? No, the USSR disclosed the cost of $0.05, but how does this mean $20 per pill?”
“It is a false cost calculated by the Soviet Union through state finance, and we cannot supply below this price. So other companies set similar prices.”
“haha… what does this mean… .”
“Ha ha ha ha ha. Deputy Minister, wouldn’t it be good for all of us if this negotiation went well?”
The negotiator at the pharmaceutical company handed a bag to a high-ranking official who burst out laughing out loud.
“If you would approve sales in Brazil at this price… .”
“Hmm… I will definitely consider it.”
The negotiator chuckled. All of this money was set aside for ‘marketing and promotion expenses’ anyway.
The person in charge, who was satisfied with the bribe of a smaller amount than expected, had a much higher self-incentive thanks to the loan, and left the government building with a smile on his face.
“Most South American countries have low demand for medicines, so prices are inevitably high.”
Shamelessly they talked about the demand for medicine. Look at the previous sales! How much effort our employees put in to sell that little bit.
In fact, the ‘demand’ to be able to pay the money and the ‘need’ to actually use it are different. South Americans needed drugs, but the demand the pharmaceutical companies thought they could pay, that is, the amount they could pay, was very small.
“Why can’t you cure me even if I have medicine?”
“Uh huh… Don’t be silly, bring your money! Why are you acting like this without paying a fair price?”
“Oh, you thieves! You bastards of thieves!”
“The thieves are the ones you eat raw!”
Screaming patients, pharmaceutical companies blaming the crowd, and the mafia shouting at the angry public. In the midst of the chaos, public dissatisfaction grew.
“How weak the system of this country is compared to the Soviet Union, where all the medicines and treatments the people need are provided free of charge! This wretched colony has to depend on America for food, medicine, and anything, with everything focused on banana production!”
“This is subordination! This is a colony! Not their army, but mercenaries, our army is trampling on the people, but what if this is not a colony? Even what the people of my country need are puppets that they can’t bring because they keep an eye on America.”
The young people who came to see the Soviet Union lamented and complained about the terrifying reality of their country. I have always lived like this, so the public, who did not know what was wrong, also reacted sensitively to giving and taking.
Of course, there was violence against the government. The official violence of the army and police, the informal violence of the mafia and privates, and the white terrorists seized and wielded them in full force, and they suppressed “impure elements who instigate innocent people.”
“Go away, go away… Ahh!”
“You bastard! Did you also receive orders from the Soviet Union?”
Protests broke out in various places due to the sudden shortage of drugs. Of course, the dictators of the Tekken did not leave them alone.
Thugs with tattoos and slender statures wielded clubs and iron pipes. The police pretended they didn’t see what the thugs were doing, whistling and waving hahaha to those who did their jobs for them.
“99% of the people are dogs and pigs anyway. All you have to do is to throw something from above or do what you are told while eating… What kind of red water comes in like that? Ttttttttttttt.”
“No way! Isn’t it a reasonable society to have a gap between the top and bottom? Without it, who would work and who would try and climb up!”
The police chief and the mafia boss drank tea while watching the clash of protesters and thugs outside the window. The chief of police, who preached his theory to the mafia boss, frowned and closed the curtains, grimacing because he did not want to hear the voices of the clamoring protesters.
“How can everyone be equal? You have to admit reality. Isn’t it?”
* * *
“Hey, let this go! Aww!”
“haha… We don’t even touch you. You filthy lepers.”
“What are you guys! What are you doing!”
People were terrified when they saw the thrifty thugs who suddenly appeared at the entrance to the leper village. Wearing black gas masks and holding clubs or hammers in each hand, they looked around with a vicious voice.
“character… There’s a guy here who smuggled illegal drugs. Where do we see it?”
“Ahhh! Let it go!”
“Ugh, what is this?!”
A gangster grabbed the patient’s forearm with a thick gloved hand, and saw the patient oozing and bleeding. Since the antibiotics did not revive all the dead tissues, there were still quite a few people who still had blood flowing from their bodies.
“uh? look at it Me, me, using drugs I got from a strange place, aren’t you becoming an asshole like that?”
The patient’s bare leg, which had been ripped out on the floor with his forearm cut and blood flowing, was trampled on by a group of soldiers. The patient screamed desperately as his ankles were crushed in front of the heavy weight.
Ernesto Guevara rushed out after hearing the scream and felt something cut from his head when he heard a thug’s chatter.
His father, who runs a hospital in Argentina, was acquainted with several Europeans, so he was able to send the lepers the medicine they needed. I chose this method rather than buying expensive drugs and treating patients, but the thugs came to me knowing it like a ghost.
They scoured the village, kicking the doors of prefabricated houses just being built.
“uh? Is this just breaking? Ha ha ha ha ha! Because they are lepers, the house also got leprosy… .”
“What are these bastards? Are you okay with saying that?”
Alberto, who had been struggling all day yesterday with the idea of putting the door on, rushed in in anger, but San-nim, who was only doing research in the laboratory, built a house for a few days, so he did not have the strength to pick up the thugs.
“Uh uh… .”
Rather, it was caught and thrown to the floor. The lepers, who were not even healthy at first, screamed and dispersed. The thugs laughed cruelly and kicked Alberto in the face with blood dripping down his nose.
“Hey, hey, I don’t think this bastard is a leper?”
“Yeah? I heard that there are rednecks here and agitating… Is this kid a redneck? Billion!”
A construction hammer exploded in the back of the head of the thug who was pounding around the fallen Alberto. The thug let out a flurry and fell forward.
“Let’s fight! These damn bastards… .”
As one man dodged the wielding timber and slashed his waist with a hammer, other volunteers came from every corner, carrying heavy objects one by one.
“What, what! what so many! Just a bunch of lepers here… .”
Even the thugs, who showed only the strong side to each and every one of the weak, had nothing to do with the violence of numbers. Fortunately, no one was carrying a gun, so the thugs were easily subdued.
“after… what about this… .”
“flesh… Save me!”
The badly beaten thug knelt down and begged. But the problem has already arisen.
It was good until the faucet turned and smashed his head with a hammer, but there was no way that a human being naked could survive. When the thugs saw their comrade dead, they were terrified and trembling, but once they left, they would confiscate them and come back with more thugs and guns.
‘Can the patients survive then?’
These are the people who were kicked out and came to this place because they were unclean. There was no way he could survive in front of the angry thugs.
Erno made up his mind and opened his mouth.
“You are Peruvian, I am Argentinian. You will have family and friends here.”
Holding the hammer tightly, he closed his eyes and swung at the thugs who were kneeling on the floor.
“Please, please, save me! My parents and younger brothers… Billion!”
“It was all I did. overwrite me I am Ernesto Guevara from Argentina. That way, you can put the blame on them.”
“Well, so… .”
Violence to violence. You cannot sit still and wait for liberation.
“Gentlemen, this is war. The war between the people and imperialism!”
People looked at him with shocked and shocked expressions. Alberto was the most shocked. A young friend who had only been romantic and idealistic, suddenly became a warrior who instigated a revolution.
What made him so?
“Hey, Erno. you… .”
“In the war we will win! And the flags raised on Victory Day will be stained red with the blood of recoil and martyrs. I will give my blood there too! Death to imperialism!”
I became Stalin chapter 267