Uploaded October 2025 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
Script by: Zhuravliov
Animated by: SORA.CHATGPT.COM
Script:
"The year is 2077. The Great War. They sought to break us, to bring China to its knees. But we, the children of the Middle Kingdom, stood unyielding. We struck back against the capitalist dogs… until the heavens burned with fire, and the earth was consumed. And then, all of mankind wept.
Yet, the Party had prepared. Not for all—but for the chosen. The underground cities of the 'Red Shield,' where the finest minds and the most loyal comrades awaited the Great Renewal. But when the gates of steel opened once more, the sky still breathed death. And the earth? It had become alien."
"The year is now 2277. You are the last operative of the 'Red Network,' awakened from the frozen embrace of cryosleep. Your mission: 'Project Dawn'—a device of unparalleled ingenuity, capable of purging the skies of radioactive poison and restoring the heavens. Yet in this infernal wasteland, all factions seek to claim it: the zealot gangs of the 'Cult of Saint Mao,' sentinel machines with shattered logic, and those who believe China is no more."
"War. War never changes. But people? They can. Gather the shards of the Great Civilization. Decide: will you restore the Party's dominion… or become the new Dragon of the Wasteland?"
Script by: Zhuravliov
Animated by: SORA.CHATGPT.COM
Script:
"The year is 2077. The Great War. They sought to break us, to bring China to its knees. But we, the children of the Middle Kingdom, stood unyielding. We struck back against the capitalist dogs… until the heavens burned with fire, and the earth was consumed. And then, all of mankind wept.
Yet, the Party had prepared. Not for all—but for the chosen. The underground cities of the 'Red Shield,' where the finest minds and the most loyal comrades awaited the Great Renewal. But when the gates of steel opened once more, the sky still breathed death. And the earth? It had become alien."
"The year is now 2277. You are the last operative of the 'Red Network,' awakened from the frozen embrace of cryosleep. Your mission: 'Project Dawn'—a device of unparalleled ingenuity, capable of purging the skies of radioactive poison and restoring the heavens. Yet in this infernal wasteland, all factions seek to claim it: the zealot gangs of the 'Cult of Saint Mao,' sentinel machines with shattered logic, and those who believe China is no more."
"War. War never changes. But people? They can. Gather the shards of the Great Civilization. Decide: will you restore the Party's dominion… or become the new Dragon of the Wasteland?"
