The Burgundians went underground, while Yazov's men gathered 'round. The Americans sounded the alarm, and the Nazis took up arms. The French withered and died, as the South Africans turned to God and cried. The Iraqis said a final prayer, the Japanese moved their pawns either here-or-there, and the English screamed out that after all that they'd suffered "it simply wasn't fair." Souls incinerated and annihilated. The soldier shouting for civilians to run to the bunkers, the mother holding her infant whispering it would be okay, and the fleeing man hearing the final whistle he would ever hear as the bomb fell closer down - all extinguished in one of many flashes. Their stories would remain untold, their suffering forgotten. No one would remember their lives, as there would be no one to remember after this day. Where was I, you may ask, on this unholiest of mornings? Sitting on my porch, as I watched the blinding lights appear in the distance. One... two... three more as mankind burned its own memory to ashes. I sigh, grinding my lit cigarette into the ashtray, and holding up my bottle to the coming shockwave. A final goodbye to all humanity achieved, and all humanity forfeit. "What a wonderful world..." The roar gets ever-closer, as I close my eyes and smile... my existence concluding as the blast takes me, too.
And with the earth in ruins, the one true god-emperor had finally decided humanity could not yet be trusted to lead itself and began preparations to reclaim the earth after slinking in the shadows as various scientists, kings, generals and presidents for thousands of years, guiding it from a distance. His name? Alexei Romanov. His mission? Destroy Chaos, unite the galaxy, give all humans incredible hair. Glory to the Imperium!
nice but when will that ever happen? all you can do ingame so far is read a book which I might as well can do irl. There's no reason to play the mod as you just follow some storyline set for you with no freedom or chance of loosing with so much text its crazy. A shame cause the scenario looks nice and the custom music from the community is cool
Fun fact, the BBC had a contingency program incase nuclear war broke out that would broadcast survival info, plays (musicals and dramas and religious stuff and shiz) and music for moralle boosts. This song was on that list.
"Shit Sablin, Speer, Ciano and the American moderates are winning and Burgundy just collapsed. I am readying the nukes, this world isn't supposed to look like this"
When the Lamb broke the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature saying, "Come." I looked, and behold, a pale horse; and he who sat on it had the name Death.
It carried a bow without strings, marked for deception it marched, and on its ravenous path it desecrated all sacred, unutilised all useful, and corrupted all good. The nations of the world bowed to him
It’s the year 2300. Your a scout for the Greater Swiss Republic’s army and 216 years have passed since the 3rd Great War. You’re the farthest anyone has gone away from the new Swiss border near the remains of Warsaw. You walk through the now overgrown roads filled with trees and brush, searching for anything of use. You see a sign lying on the ground, decaying and covered in weeds. It’s completely illegible and your location is unknown, but you figure you’re somewhere south of Karelia. Gradually, as you walk farther east, the terrain switches from an overgrown one to a simple sheet of frozen ice and snow. Sad looking, but cold hardy plants poke through the ice, trying to reach the now-blazing sun. You think of turning back, but before you do, what looks like a massive ice covered castle can be seen lying far in the distance. Deciding to give it a look, you trek several miles toward the thing before realizing what you were looking at. It was a city, and a large one at that. It had been frozen over in the wasteland, but was still distinguishable as you entered it. Over an inch of ice covered every surface, but even that didn’t stop you from recognizing the architecture. You were in what was left of Moscow, the former capital of Russia in the Russo-Chinese Imperial State. It used to be a bustling metropolis, but after The Anglosphere and America dropped the bombs, it was assumed nothing was left of it. They were wrong, apparently. As you got several blocks into the city, buildings incased in ice just became snow-covered rubble piles and soon, a massive circle shaped lake appeared. It took up several miles and was covered in ice, but water was visible in the middle. It was the crater. Exactly where the bombs dropped. There was nothing useful here, you thought. As you circumvented the lake and exited out the other side of Moscow, hoping to do a quick sweep of the area, something caught your attention. Lying next to an old building was what looked like a large, 10 foot metal square. You walked over to it curiously but as soon as you stepped onto it, the platform let out a loud snapping sound and the end farthest from you fell forward. With a loud thump, your body fell downward and rolled onto the floor of an underground garage. The concrete ground was solid and uncracked by time, which amazed you. There was a large piano in the center of the room with a chair and desk sat next to it. A human corpse, mummified by the freezing temperatures, sat at it, slumped backwards. Slowly moving over to it, you noticed the shelves of antiques sitting untouched on the walls. Then, you look at the table. On it sat an old tape recorder which was just under the dead woman’s hands. Figuring it was just a trinket and not operable, but curious anyway, you picked it up, accidentally setting off the play button. Words…. Many, many words… so many words came out of that thing. Music too. The tape recorder sounded deafening in the extreme quiet of the Eurasian wasteland and it’s contents blinded you as well. “Well, if you’re listening to this, I’m probably long dead. I’ve been trapped in this garage for months, as the door is jammed. I heard the bombs drop. They’re all gone. All of them. My children! My Katyusha! The world itself! All gone! All I have is this room of antiques and this old, but still operable tape recorder. I never thought I’d use it, but now’s the time I guess. My name doesn’t matter anymore and isn’t important. All that matters is my apology and the music that comes with it. I shall play my last song, in honor of my people!” This was when the piano began to play an old song about soldiers lost at war and the madness conflicts cause, called We’ll Meet Again by most people. This version was different though. It was as if the poor woman was using every last bit of her sadness, dread, misery, and energy into the piano. It sounded dark and sad, which made sense for the situation this woman was in. As the music began playing louder, she spoke again. “I am sorry - No. We are sorry. So, so sorry. I speak for all of the general Russian populace when I say this. We’re sorry for the bombings, the war, everything. We, the people, never wanted to join the Russo-Chinese Imperial State, but our dictatorial leader did it anyway. Then, we were crushed into submission by the Chinese and had to “act accordingly” or be sent to the camps. All us Russian people wanted was to have a strong, patriotic state similar to that of the USA. We just wanted to be genuinely proud of our nation for once, but tis’ was not to be. When the order to fire the nukes was given, most people in charge of working the buttons refused, but the government backup system managed to fire them anyway. God we never wanted this. Never. Now most of Europe is dead. Most of the Americas are dead. Asia along with the entirety of our Russian nation is gone too. We’re sorry. So sorry. If anyone finds this place and this recorder, please take the box full of piano instructions for all of our old songs. Please don’t let our culture die out. Ugh. My body hurts even more now. For my own sanity, I will end this here. Goodbye, anyone who’s out there…” The song dwindled to an end and you were awestruck by your discovery, but also understanding and extremely depressed. You found the song instructions in a small metal box on the table and set off, ready to tell HQ about the find and call some backup to recover the valuable antiques from the garage.
The thing about thermonuclear bombs is that they only produce heat and energy and do not produce as much fallout as your standard A-bomb, meaning we will meet again after the bombs fall.
Yeah, We'll meet again,In heaven for some of us,for some of us,In hell,Rotting like they should be. But we'll meet again but In small numbers by the way you know that the US also had Atom bombs I think they used their entire stockpile
A friend once told me that the Serbs hold that after the end, there will only be enough Serbs left to "fit under a pear tree", "without shoving"! His father bleakly remarked that the rest would "fit under a daisy", "without shoving"!
@@rickv9180thermonuclear uses fusion over fission. It triggers with fission by using uranium 235, a small fission nuke, as its trigger to start the fusion of hydrogen like a star would. The difference here is that fusion doesn't split as many atoms apart and knock electrons off by force, causing extreme chain reactions of radioactive isotopes indirectly birthing more radioisotopes. The fusion bombs do that less, so it's more of a big sun than it is a huge radioactive chain reaction accompanied by a smaller sun.
The “A Second Step” event after you end the world in TNO is one of the saddest events I’ve ever seen in Hoi4, but it also gives out a sense of hope for humanity
There's also an event where two siblings succeed in flying again using some scavenged plane parts and the girl gets a feeling that a certain pair are smiling at them
Somewhere in the Russian wastelands, Yazov is probably like "Yeah Ivan, I know the fact that all this radiation and fallout caused you to grow a new pair of legs on your back but we're still going to Berlin"
it's so f up that i enjoy nuclear war/apocalyptic aesthethics so much, like, it's both beautiful and terrifying. The entire human history gone in a few seconds, we have the power to create but also the power to wipe ourselves off from earth's history, all with a bang.
@@ethanmcfarland8240 Exactly, given how small their explosion is and how effective AA is, only about 40% at most of humanity would disappear. And none in Africa or South America, so we'd be pretty much back on our feet in 50 years.
@@andreikovacs3476 1.1 billion casualties in 1983 out of 4.5 billion people to 300 million casualties to almost 8 billion people yeah, we got pretty good in like, getting better to not exterminate ourselves
"I believe that human civilization will rise again from ashe and may this event will be written down in history as big lessons of humanity" -Unknown Man who Survive Nuclear Armageddon
"This is SBC News bringing you this special announcement. War has been declared between the United States & Germania, and we have reports at Nuclear bombs will strike major population centres across Scotland in precisely 4 minutes. So, we here at SBC wish you a final farewell and good luck." - Donald MacCormick, Last SBC News presenter, 17th January 1975
November 23rd, 1994. He felt something hard scrape against his leg, as he looked to what he felt. What is that…? Adjusting his vest, he ran his fingers across its sides. It felt metallic, like his old six shooter that he kept at his side for when the occasion arose. He could feel an opening, as he pulled. The slab opened wide, revealing a pit and a ladder. He quickly slid down the poles of the ladder as he noticed the room around him, feeling his boots contact the iron floor. The entrance and the lobby was clustered with skeletons. I don’t think this was no civilian bunker. All of these men were armed and had uniforms. Poor bastards must’ve been sealed in and unable to get out of the bunker once the bombs dropped. But, something caught my eye. Another door. Hard steel, got some kind of a sun symbol around the top of it. Up by the middle of the top, just at eye level, I could see some kind of nametag. My German isn’t good but I think I understood what it said…”Reichsführer Himmler”. Huh, Never heard that one before. I pulled on the door handle but I couldn’t get the thing to open. I think it was sealed in a way that nobody can enter or exit. Whoever these folk were, I didn’t feel good about them. They didn’t feel right, not one bit. I climbed out as I pulled my bandana closer, keeping warm from the cold. We best get to Caen. Hell, maybe the free french will cut me some slack before I freeze out here. I got back on the motorbike, following my compass west.
This makes me feel like an old man with dementia who has done everything to prevent the s===show that is TNO but fails in the end as he sees the end of the world dawn upon him D:
Funnily enough, in a post-nuclear event, Bukharin is shown to be still living even when the nukes drop. And for the uninitiated, he's the guy who replaced Stalin in TNO, and indirectly caused this
This gives me HUGE “Neon Genesis: End Of Evangelion Third Impact” vibes… Seriously, someone should make a video of this music over that scene in the movie and see how much it fits.
@@basedman68 I remember seeing a joking video of Evangelion in a really low quality. But when I heard the music play and Shinji scream, it still invoked the same feeling. Honestly ones of the greatest animes- certainly the only one that has ever given me a sense of dread.
Yes, this reminds me of that, the Third Impact, and technically the extinction of all life on Earth. But this, unlike this, did not end because a SIMP did not accept the death of his wife, or because an apocalyptic cult is afraid of dying because they are already old, or because, a psychologically broken boy is fed up with everything, no. This... This scenario occurs because the Major Powers on Earth seeing that they are on the edge of the precipice give the Green Light to make the "Final Order" that will take everything to nothing, giving a range of 10 or 15 minutes for every important City and Important Country in the world to be destroyed and its inhabitants desperately seek refuge in that period of time. We, our governments, were the ones who ended the world, and in the case of TNO, there were reasons for one side or another to see "Just" that everything should be put to an end after the Injustices that happened before. Giving that feeling that, really, all of us are insignificant silos before the great powers of the world.
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust "By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return." - Genesis 3:19 "All go to the same place; all come from dust, and to dust all return."-Ecclesiaster 3:20
Average person in the World: "Such a poetic and sad ending to our beautiful earth" Yazov and his men inside of a random bunker in the middle of the Urals: "The great trial is eternal, there is no time to waste, WE WILL MARCH ON BERLIN!"
0:26 "keep smiling through just like you always do, 'till the blue skies drive the dark clouds far away" 0:52 "won't you please say hello to the folks that I know tell them I won't be long, they'll be happy to know that as you saw me go I was singing this song." Both these lyrics work in both contexts, but have completely different meanings.
This is too good Ayden! The video captures of a feeling of... complacent desperation. The many are always suffering at the hands of a few. War is hell, truly. You managed to put into this image the special kind of hell that TNO is. Thank you, for this!
Just had to come back and find this with what's going on right now in the world, it just seems to fit. Keep up the excellent work my friend, you know what I'll be listening to if things go south.
We'll meet again Don't know where Don't know when But I know we'll meet again some sunny day Keep smiling through Just like you always do 'Till the blue skies drive the dark clouds far away So will you please say hello To the folks that I know Tell them I won't be long They'll be happy to know That as you saw me go I was singing this song We'll meet again Don't know where Don't know when But I know we'll meet again some sunny day We'll meet again Don't know where Don't know when But I know we'll meet again some sunny day Keep smiling through Just like you always do 'Til the blue skies Drive the dark clouds far away So will you please say hello To the folks that I know Tell them it won't be long They'll be happy to know That as you saw me go I was singin' this song We'll meet again Don't know where Don't know when But I know we'll meet again some sunny day
The idea of Mutually Assured Destruction is that any sane nation would never engage in Nuclear Warfare, because all sides involved would end up losing. The problem is, this theory implies that all countries have a right-minded and sane leader, which as we've seen before, isn't always the case.
There was news of the army moving into the treaty ports, of gunfire in the Aleutians, of the IJA taking Darwin. There were reports of the military driving the Japanese off Hawai’i. There were sirens, and then there was nothing but dead air.
I hear the presenter on my television set that I should seek shelter, but both I and he know our basement is hardly deep enough to shelter us. So we turn off the set and head outside, two men walking down the street during the apocalypse. We remember the civil war, and now that it is all over, and how the time we spent free was perhaps not as long as we intended as we take a stroll down into the park. The rockets are not nearly as scary, they looked like shooting stars, only in the daylight, and they were going towards us. For old time's sake, we grab our ball, and put our jumpers between trees, and play one last game. When the score is far too high to count, and we see the rockets getting closer, we decide to, for no one can see our childish activities, roll down the hills of the park, seeing the world spin. Then, as we get up dizzy and laughing, we smile at each other as a bright light blinds us, and we see each other's laugh for the last time, and rather than dying in the hellish fires of that day, we rather spent our last moments in the park, after a long day of school, kicking the ball around, and rolling down hills
With the “A Second Step” event, it makes me wonder, if humanity can rebuild once to make their way back to the moon to see a flag of the old, how many times could this have possibly happen… Humanity in a perpetual cycle of Armageddon, it’s so poetic in a sense.
After watching a video summary about “All Tomorrows” (a disturbing sci-fi/speculative evolution book about humanity’s horrifying future millions of years later) this video is pretty fitting for my recommended. *screams internally*
Came back after the Russian Invasion of Ukraine. I'm not picking any sides but what I do know that if the bombs fall down upon us, I'll listen to this banger for the very last time.
I found this song during the worse depressive episode of my life, i had nowhere to go but to crawl up in despair. The calm and yet omnious feeling emanated by the unpleasentness of the song, gave me a feeling like no other i have ever felt; Soothing peace. It was turn point for my life, i knew things were to change after an ocassion like such of listening to such a tune. Fortunately, despite my early judgement, i manage to make it, through life. And as a memento of my own past, i leave this comment. Despite everything, life or death, you will always remain what you have always been, as beautiful as the gift of life itself. You are a gift, you are life, you will always be as beautiful as the millions of stars that permiate the cosmos. You will always, despite what you may encounter in the paths you cross, be the light in the darkness that we call life.
"Those who didn't learn the history, they will be condemned by repeating, and repeating". - Geroge Santayana - The war never changes....the leader is the same, there's nothing different to compare. I hope they realize & redeem what have they done. Or else they are gonna regret everything that they have done.
@2:10 It’s just so.... beautiful. A small( understatement)start being born and dying in the space of a few seconds. And I don’t know what it is with the music but it fits perfectly with the theme of the video. I just don’t know why. Keep up the great videos!
It just... makes me feel like going on the roof of my house and lit a cig and wait for my impending doom sent by some chucklefucks in some super bunker
I genuinely think this is, what the end would be. You know, the world gets closer every day. We don’t even notice it. Just look at all of the separatists or rebellions in the Sahara. It feels so eerie, but if I live to the day it reaches midnight, I will play this.
I'd love to live in that timeline, bc people will FINALLY KNOW what freedom means, and there will be any wars anymore, and probably people will finally live in peace.
@@plpong893 (sorry for responding 2 months later 💀) yeah I know that would be a massive genocide but think about it... would you have to fight wars forever or fight 1 big war and nothing more? I hope you understand what i mean
En lo profundo de los Andes, en medio de las montañas había un pueblo del cual su única conexión con el resto del mundo era una radio de onda corta que solo captaba señales desde Ayacucho, la emisora hablaba en quechua sobre lo que sucedía mientras la interferencia era cada ves mayor, ni Londres, ni Nueva York, Germania o Tokio existían ya. Las armas nucleares volaban por los cielos, ni siquiera tenían un objetivo real ya, solo volaban con el destino inminente de caer en algún lugar. En el pueblo habían muchas personas que tenían familiares que habían inmigrado a Lima en busca de un futuro que jamás tendrían en su tierra, también tanto un periodista como un profesor de primaria, ambos eran limeños y al escuchar lo que sucedía no evitaron romper en llanto al igual que muchas familias al escuchar al locutor decir con voz entrecortada aunque dudosa: Lima ha sido bombardeada... eso es la última información que tenemos, no podemos corroborar que esto sea verdad, por favor mantenga la calma. Afuera del edificio donde estaba aquella radio, una pequeña casa de adobe algunas personas salieron y observaban en el cielo las estelas de los misiles que iban al Occidente que sobresalían entre el intenso color celeste y las nubes blancas del cielo ayacuchano. Un anciano se arrodilló y rezo llorando, tanto a Dios como a la Pachamama, de que nos perdonaran por lo que hicimos, por lo que causamos, por su hijo y sus nietos que estaban en la gran ciudad de Lima, de que se hubieran salvado, de poder volver a verlos.
The Burgundians went underground, while Yazov's men gathered 'round. The Americans sounded the alarm, and the Nazis took up arms. The French withered and died, as the South Africans turned to God and cried. The Iraqis said a final prayer, the Japanese moved their pawns either here-or-there, and the English screamed out that after all that they'd suffered "it simply wasn't fair."
Souls incinerated and annihilated. The soldier shouting for civilians to run to the bunkers, the mother holding her infant whispering it would be okay, and the fleeing man hearing the final whistle he would ever hear as the bomb fell closer down - all extinguished in one of many flashes. Their stories would remain untold, their suffering forgotten. No one would remember their lives, as there would be no one to remember after this day. Where was I, you may ask, on this unholiest of mornings? Sitting on my porch, as I watched the blinding lights appear in the distance. One... two... three more as mankind burned its own memory to ashes. I sigh, grinding my lit cigarette into the ashtray, and holding up my bottle to the coming shockwave. A final goodbye to all humanity achieved, and all humanity forfeit. "What a wonderful world..." The roar gets ever-closer, as I close my eyes and smile... my existence concluding as the blast takes me, too.
Where did you get this from? Is such an interesting perspective on nuclear annihilation.
A little late but what if the people in the bunker survive
Fallout lore maybe?
this is some good writing man, keep it up
And with the earth in ruins, the one true god-emperor had finally decided humanity could not yet be trusted to lead itself and began preparations to reclaim the earth after slinking in the shadows as various scientists, kings, generals and presidents for thousands of years, guiding it from a distance. His name? Alexei Romanov. His mission? Destroy Chaos, unite the galaxy, give all humans incredible hair. Glory to the Imperium!
nice but when will that ever happen? all you can do ingame so far is read a book which I might as well can do irl. There's no reason to play the mod as you just follow some storyline set for you with no freedom or chance of loosing with so much text its crazy. A shame cause the scenario looks nice and the custom music from the community is cool
Fun fact, the BBC had a contingency program incase nuclear war broke out that would broadcast survival info, plays (musicals and dramas and religious stuff and shiz) and music for moralle boosts. This song was on that list.
Source? (I'm aware of the WTBS, just want to actually know if We'll meet again is on a songlist)
@@vanguardian3439 literally on the songs wikipedia
@@snoopdoge4462 god damn, learned something new today, sorry for accusing you of BS.
Vanguardian legit said “HAHA R/QUIT- oh.”
Where can i find the songlist? I dont have BBC in my country so i will probably have to play it myself
When the AI went for every cursed path so you give the world the sweet relief of the atom.
"We'll, Meet again..."
I hate that this has 666 likes
"Shit Sablin, Speer, Ciano and the American moderates are winning and Burgundy just collapsed. I am readying the nukes, this world isn't supposed to look like this"
heydrichs germany, japan orders order 44, brotherhood of cain reuniting russia, that cursed?
@@confused4971 not anymore
"Time to just, sit down and watch the fireworks."
- President McNamara, 1974.
_We'll meet again_
_Don't know where, don't know when_
_But I know we'll meet again, some sunny day..._
Turns out it was a REALLY sunny day.
@@sobitasadullah4517 Followed by some really unsunny days.
...but the sun is a nuke.
@@jimmy9784 Guess Japan is Tatooine then.
Omsk bunkers vs Burgundy bunkers
When the Lamb broke the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature saying, "Come." I looked, and behold, a pale horse; and he who sat on it had the name Death.
"And Hell followed with him."
C O M E A N D S E E
A reference from "Revelations".
It carried a bow without strings, marked for deception it marched, and on its ravenous path it desecrated all sacred, unutilised all useful, and corrupted all good. The nations of the world bowed to him
Now I am become Death, destroyer of worlds
It’s the year 2300. Your a scout for the Greater Swiss Republic’s army and 216 years have passed since the 3rd Great War. You’re the farthest anyone has gone away from the new Swiss border near the remains of Warsaw. You walk through the now overgrown roads filled with trees and brush, searching for anything of use. You see a sign lying on the ground, decaying and covered in weeds. It’s completely illegible and your location is unknown, but you figure you’re somewhere south of Karelia. Gradually, as you walk farther east, the terrain switches from an overgrown one to a simple sheet of frozen ice and snow. Sad looking, but cold hardy plants poke through the ice, trying to reach the now-blazing sun. You think of turning back, but before you do, what looks like a massive ice covered castle can be seen lying far in the distance. Deciding to give it a look, you trek several miles toward the thing before realizing what you were looking at. It was a city, and a large one at that. It had been frozen over in the wasteland, but was still distinguishable as you entered it. Over an inch of ice covered every surface, but even that didn’t stop you from recognizing the architecture. You were in what was left of Moscow, the former capital of Russia in the Russo-Chinese Imperial State. It used to be a bustling metropolis, but after The Anglosphere and America dropped the bombs, it was assumed nothing was left of it. They were wrong, apparently. As you got several blocks into the city, buildings incased in ice just became snow-covered rubble piles and soon, a massive circle shaped lake appeared. It took up several miles and was covered in ice, but water was visible in the middle. It was the crater. Exactly where the bombs dropped. There was nothing useful here, you thought. As you circumvented the lake and exited out the other side of Moscow, hoping to do a quick sweep of the area, something caught your attention. Lying next to an old building was what looked like a large, 10 foot metal square. You walked over to it curiously but as soon as you stepped onto it, the platform let out a loud snapping sound and the end farthest from you fell forward. With a loud thump, your body fell downward and rolled onto the floor of an underground garage. The concrete ground was solid and uncracked by time, which amazed you. There was a large piano in the center of the room with a chair and desk sat next to it. A human corpse, mummified by the freezing temperatures, sat at it, slumped backwards. Slowly moving over to it, you noticed the shelves of antiques sitting untouched on the walls. Then, you look at the table. On it sat an old tape recorder which was just under the dead woman’s hands. Figuring it was just a trinket and not operable, but curious anyway, you picked it up, accidentally setting off the play button. Words…. Many, many words… so many words came out of that thing. Music too. The tape recorder sounded deafening in the extreme quiet of the Eurasian wasteland and it’s contents blinded you as well. “Well, if you’re listening to this, I’m probably long dead. I’ve been trapped in this garage for months, as the door is jammed. I heard the bombs drop. They’re all gone. All of them. My children! My Katyusha! The world itself! All gone! All I have is this room of antiques and this old, but still operable tape recorder. I never thought I’d use it, but now’s the time I guess. My name doesn’t matter anymore and isn’t important. All that matters is my apology and the music that comes with it. I shall play my last song, in honor of my people!” This was when the piano began to play an old song about soldiers lost at war and the madness conflicts cause, called We’ll Meet Again by most people. This version was different though. It was as if the poor woman was using every last bit of her sadness, dread, misery, and energy into the piano. It sounded dark and sad, which made sense for the situation this woman was in. As the music began playing louder, she spoke again. “I am sorry - No. We are sorry. So, so sorry. I speak for all of the general Russian populace when I say this. We’re sorry for the bombings, the war, everything. We, the people, never wanted to join the Russo-Chinese Imperial State, but our dictatorial leader did it anyway. Then, we were crushed into submission by the Chinese and had to “act accordingly” or be sent to the camps. All us Russian people wanted was to have a strong, patriotic state similar to that of the USA. We just wanted to be genuinely proud of our nation for once, but tis’ was not to be. When the order to fire the nukes was given, most people in charge of working the buttons refused, but the government backup system managed to fire them anyway. God we never wanted this. Never. Now most of Europe is dead. Most of the Americas are dead. Asia along with the entirety of our Russian nation is gone too. We’re sorry. So sorry. If anyone finds this place and this recorder, please take the box full of piano instructions for all of our old songs. Please don’t let our culture die out. Ugh. My body hurts even more now. For my own sanity, I will end this here. Goodbye, anyone who’s out there…” The song dwindled to an end and you were awestruck by your discovery, but also understanding and extremely depressed. You found the song instructions in a small metal box on the table and set off, ready to tell HQ about the find and call some backup to recover the valuable antiques from the garage.
is Temecula safe?
too long didn't read
i aint reading allat
Andad+Heitor shame on both of you. It's actually super cool.
@@solidarityanonymus1494 agreement
The thing about thermonuclear bombs is that they only produce heat and energy and do not produce as much fallout as your standard A-bomb, meaning we will meet again after the bombs fall.
Yeah, We'll meet again,In heaven for some of us,for some of us,In hell,Rotting like they should be. But we'll meet again but In small numbers by the way you know that the US also had Atom bombs I think they used their entire stockpile
A friend once told me that the Serbs hold that after the end, there will only be enough Serbs left to "fit under a pear tree", "without shoving"!
His father bleakly remarked that the rest would "fit under a daisy", "without shoving"!
So, thermonuclear bombs are just basically giant incendiary balls.
@@rickv9180thermonuclear uses fusion over fission. It triggers with fission by using uranium 235, a small fission nuke, as its trigger to start the fusion of hydrogen like a star would. The difference here is that fusion doesn't split as many atoms apart and knock electrons off by force, causing extreme chain reactions of radioactive isotopes indirectly birthing more radioisotopes. The fusion bombs do that less, so it's more of a big sun than it is a huge radioactive chain reaction accompanied by a smaller sun.
2:26 @@Icantstop850
*Taboritsky, Kishi, Heydrich, Koch, Himmler, Eckeln, Yockey, Huttig, FRN, Ciano and Long Yun enjoying the party*
The best thing is that this is a possible scenario
Scorza*
The fact they can all get to power and do the thing is horrifying tbh
@@N0mark0v the "gamer" thing
Remind me again who FRN is?
The “A Second Step” event after you end the world in TNO is one of the saddest events I’ve ever seen in Hoi4, but it also gives out a sense of hope for humanity
What happens in the event
@@duckboiii4441 2nd generation of humanity returns to the moon, but finds the Nazi flag (now turned completely white)
@@jordengg3629 Like a thounsand or so years after the bombs had dropped
There's also an event where two siblings succeed in flying again using some scavenged plane parts and the girl gets a feeling that a certain pair are smiling at them
give links to the flying and a seconds step events please
Somewhere in the Russian wastelands, Yazov is probably like "Yeah Ivan, I know the fact that all this radiation and fallout caused you to grow a new pair of legs on your back but we're still going to Berlin"
Ivan, you shall become my steed
"Comrade Commisar, our legs hurt after much marching"
"Well then, use your other ones...schyort cyka"
"And you will make it twice as faster!"
нихуя
You know, nukes really are quite beautiful. It's like watching a star be born for a split second.
Yeah , and the last thing you will ever see
As I was editing the footage for this video I thought the exact same thing
@@sebastianfilip6459 Not if you are inside the Alps ;)
It's a shame that the most beautiful things in life are also the most deadly.
@@drachenpaladin4108 double the nuclear weapons pointing at the alps
This is... disturbingly peaceful music
Yea
@@pavleperisic-spasic1148 what’s the etc
The nightmare is over, you can finally rest now…
No shit how about you look at the actual lyrics
it's a movie reference
Patroling across taboritsky's Russia makes you wish for a nuclear Armageddon.
no tukhachevsky's russia is better
@AspectKraken NCR CRINGE, AVI AMICUS
@@deadtreb1509 More like Avi Amogus amirite
@@adagas-caouchristian7875 bum bumb umbyubmb ubjbjubbjhbububviuubuu AMONGUS
same pfp lol brate srbine
This feels like we have come to end of TNO mod, there is no more cursed stuff to milk. It's as if we are now free, free from madness.
There is still much to be done
@@supe4701 Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
@@supe4701 no there is nothing to be done except enjoy the peace
"We will meet again... brainrot." *TNO and HOI4 instantly disappears from Steam*
"We will meet again..."
"I dont know when..."
I know
*Begins a new campaign*
The Gamer time is never over.
don't worry, it's all just a burning memory... we'll meet again someday...
It’s all just a burning memory.. you may have predicted my next project.. ;)
Nice Al Bowley reference
Everywhere at the end of time reference.
*THE SACRED WAR, NOT MATTER THE COST*
WE DID IT VELIMIR, WE DEFEATED FAKE ARYANS
But at what cost...
@@eikoyaa Everything.
More than the delicious taste of a Snickers bar.
"We did it Velmir, We defeated the fake Aryans!"
"... V-Velmir..?"
"..."
Humans: i wonder why aliens don't visit us🤔
Average human disagreement:
Yes
why is it so peaceful that shouldn't be the case in TNO
It’s an ironic case of being peaceful.
It's the world finally receiving the sweet relief of death.
not much war in the nuclear winter
"Leaving this world isn't as scary as it sounds"
"You know what they say about good times, don't you? "
*happy hotline miami noises*
"Good times never last"
If this happen I would be burning to death and my skin melting. Sounds pretty scary
you never fail to amaze me, it somehow fits well with doomsday clock
"Who knows, mabye one day they'll make the same mistakes" - final message of the Nuclear Wastelands
This cover really encapsulates the whole feel of TNO in my opinion.
it's so f up that i enjoy nuclear war/apocalyptic aesthethics so much, like, it's both beautiful and terrifying.
The entire human history gone in a few seconds, we have the power to create but also the power to wipe ourselves off from earth's history, all with a bang.
Can you imagine how many aliens are wiped out this way. All the civilizations they established, ends in a bang
A nuclear war would not end humanity, it would be just another bloody chapter in our history
All human progress is wiped out by our creation.
@@ethanmcfarland8240 Exactly, given how small their explosion is and how effective AA is, only about 40% at most of humanity would disappear. And none in Africa or South America, so we'd be pretty much back on our feet in 50 years.
@@andreikovacs3476 1.1 billion casualties in 1983 out of 4.5 billion people to 300 million casualties to almost 8 billion people
yeah, we got pretty good in like, getting better to not exterminate ourselves
-Hey, mom, what is that?
-It's our end, Billy.
-What do you mean?
-Please, Billy, be good boy in heaven.
We are on near The New Order Timeline.....
@@PitunghereTNOschizo100 not even close wtf do you mean
@@akkiaddizone6889 Remember, Shrimpboat incident.
@@PitunghereTNOschizo100 So a random shrimp boat in Galveston causes nuclear annihilation?
@@randomyankee8923 *Y E S*
For one brief and blinding moment the cities will shine like stars.
This gives me some komm, susser tod vibes
A sad song with happy undertones
When the Tod is Sus
no way amogus
True
@@primalreversion7034 bit sus
"I believe that human civilization will rise again from ashe and may this event will be written down in history as big lessons of humanity"
-Unknown Man who Survive Nuclear Armageddon
Zamn...
..
Yeah we will cause we're as stubborn as the roaches and the moss
Day by day we’re getting closer and closer to this
"This is SBC News bringing you this special announcement. War has been declared between the United States & Germania, and we have reports at Nuclear bombs will strike major population centres across Scotland in precisely 4 minutes. So, we here at SBC wish you a final farewell and good luck."
- Donald MacCormick, Last SBC News presenter, 17th January 1975
November 23rd, 1994.
He felt something hard scrape against his leg, as he looked to what he felt. What is that…? Adjusting his vest, he ran his fingers across its sides. It felt metallic, like his old six shooter that he kept at his side for when the occasion arose. He could feel an opening, as he pulled. The slab opened wide, revealing a pit and a ladder. He quickly slid down the poles of the ladder as he noticed the room around him, feeling his boots contact the iron floor. The entrance and the lobby was clustered with skeletons. I don’t think this was no civilian bunker. All of these men were armed and had uniforms. Poor bastards must’ve been sealed in and unable to get out of the bunker once the bombs dropped. But, something caught my eye. Another door. Hard steel, got some kind of a sun symbol around the top of it. Up by the middle of the top, just at eye level, I could see some kind of nametag. My German isn’t good but I think I understood what it said…”Reichsführer Himmler”. Huh, Never heard that one before. I pulled on the door handle but I couldn’t get the thing to open. I think it was sealed in a way that nobody can enter or exit. Whoever these folk were, I didn’t feel good about them. They didn’t feel right, not one bit. I climbed out as I pulled my bandana closer, keeping warm from the cold. We best get to Caen. Hell, maybe the free french will cut me some slack before I freeze out here. I got back on the motorbike, following my compass west.
This makes me feel like an old man with dementia who has done everything to prevent the s===show that is TNO but fails in the end as he sees the end of the world dawn upon him D:
The Caretaker is taking notes
Funnily enough, in a post-nuclear event, Bukharin is shown to be still living even when the nukes drop. And for the uninitiated, he's the guy who replaced Stalin in TNO, and indirectly caused this
@@El_Presidente_5337 *_EATEOT intensifies_*
HE WHAT?!
@@mavcaguila yeah, dude's alive, watches the world ends, and just goes back in to his cave
What every last nation's national news channel on TV will broadcast:
This feels like the elevator music for purgatory
😳!
I hope it is
"So how long does it usually take for the elevator to get to the right floor?"
"Good question"
Death is temporary but Witnessing the end of human history is eternal .
I have become death, destroyer of worlds
I don’t want to set the world on fire…
Country roads, take me home!
To the place, I belong!
West Virginia! Mountain Mama!
Take me home, country roads…
@Renegade Guardsman Angar accelerationist bad, go to accelerationist prison (bonk!)
So let Albert Speer wins:)
However, when I see furries...
@@user-si5vp6ud1w You know what to do. Set. It. All. On. Fire.
This gives me HUGE “Neon Genesis: End Of Evangelion Third Impact” vibes…
Seriously, someone should make a video of this music over that scene in the movie and see how much it fits.
the third impact gives me chills
@@basedman68 I remember seeing a joking video of Evangelion in a really low quality. But when I heard the music play and Shinji scream, it still invoked the same feeling. Honestly ones of the greatest animes- certainly the only one that has ever given me a sense of dread.
Yes, this reminds me of that, the Third Impact, and technically the extinction of all life on Earth.
But this, unlike this, did not end because a SIMP did not accept the death of his wife, or because an apocalyptic cult is afraid of dying because they are already old, or because, a psychologically broken boy is fed up with everything, no.
This... This scenario occurs because the Major Powers on Earth seeing that they are on the edge of the precipice give the Green Light to make the "Final Order" that will take everything to nothing, giving a range of 10 or 15 minutes for every important City and Important Country in the world to be destroyed and its inhabitants desperately seek refuge in that period of time.
We, our governments, were the ones who ended the world, and in the case of TNO, there were reasons for one side or another to see "Just" that everything should be put to an end after the Injustices that happened before.
Giving that feeling that, really, all of us are insignificant silos before the great powers of the world.
Just wait till you see the nukes in the moe order lmfao
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust
"By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return." - Genesis 3:19
"All go to the same place; all come from dust, and to dust all return."-Ecclesiaster 3:20
Average person in the World:
"Such a poetic and sad ending to our beautiful earth"
Yazov and his men inside of a random bunker in the middle of the Urals:
"The great trial is eternal, there is no time to waste, WE WILL MARCH ON BERLIN!"
Мы встретимся снова. Не знаю где, не знаю когда, но я знаю, мы встретимся снова)
Конечно
Скоро бургундцы встретятся с чёрной лигой
@@strenggeheim9789 один принцип, разные народы
Yazov:its just a bit of nuclear winter and fallout and radiation sickness but onwards towards Berlin
*Its just a bit of trolling
And of Berlin there would naught but ash
*just wait for the last Romanov...*
*in the bunkers...*
*just wait...*
🕛 The clock marks midnight.
>Goerring's Wehrmacht takes one step into Burgundy
>Himmler has a fucking stroke and launches the entire arsenal
"We did it, Heydrich! We saved Germany!"
I specifically never say goodbye to the ones I care about. It implies that there's a chance we might not meet again
This really gives the aesthetic of a nuclear war. It is peaceful and unerving at the same time
0:26 "keep smiling through just like you always do, 'till the blue skies drive the dark clouds far away"
0:52 "won't you please say hello to the folks that I know tell them I won't be long, they'll be happy to know that as you saw me go I was singing this song."
Both these lyrics work in both contexts, but have completely different meanings.
I just realized that this uses bell chimes because it's midnight
Please don't bring tabby into this...
TICK. TOCK.
Just a reminder we live in one of the best timelines
This is too good Ayden! The video captures of a feeling of... complacent desperation. The many are always suffering at the hands of a few. War is hell, truly. You managed to put into this image the special kind of hell that TNO is. Thank you, for this!
War is worse than hell
@@charadreemur6449war causes people to go to hell. Too much war causes Earth to become hell
Just had to come back and find this with what's going on right now in the world, it just seems to fit. Keep up the excellent work my friend, you know what I'll be listening to if things go south.
We'll meet again
Don't know where
Don't know when
But I know we'll meet again some sunny day
Keep smiling through
Just like you always do
'Till the blue skies drive the dark clouds far away
So will you please say hello
To the folks that I know
Tell them I won't be long
They'll be happy to know
That as you saw me go
I was singing this song
We'll meet again
Don't know where
Don't know when
But I know we'll meet again some sunny day
We'll meet again
Don't know where
Don't know when
But I know we'll meet again some sunny day
Keep smiling through
Just like you always do
'Til the blue skies
Drive the dark clouds far away
So will you please say hello
To the folks that I know
Tell them it won't be long
They'll be happy to know
That as you saw me go
I was singin' this song
We'll meet again
Don't know where
Don't know when
But I know we'll meet again some sunny day
How does one man has such Power
-Mister Manticore
The idea of Mutually Assured Destruction is that any sane nation would never engage in Nuclear Warfare, because all sides involved would end up losing.
The problem is, this theory implies that all countries have a right-minded and sane leader, which as we've seen before, isn't always the case.
Thats why its humanities job to do its damn best and make sure we keep only sane leaders in power
There was news of the army moving into the treaty ports, of gunfire in the Aleutians, of the IJA taking Darwin.
There were reports of the military driving the Japanese off Hawai’i.
There were sirens, and then there was nothing but dead air.
"Let's end the world over some tiny islands." - the weird anime people
The lesson to be learned here is to never trust any clock, I'll proceed to calculate the hours by the position of the Sun in the sky
I hear the presenter on my television set that I should seek shelter, but both I and he know our basement is hardly deep enough to shelter us. So we turn off the set and head outside, two men walking down the street during the apocalypse. We remember the civil war, and now that it is all over, and how the time we spent free was perhaps not as long as we intended as we take a stroll down into the park. The rockets are not nearly as scary, they looked like shooting stars, only in the daylight, and they were going towards us. For old time's sake, we grab our ball, and put our jumpers between trees, and play one last game. When the score is far too high to count, and we see the rockets getting closer, we decide to, for no one can see our childish activities, roll down the hills of the park, seeing the world spin. Then, as we get up dizzy and laughing, we smile at each other as a bright light blinds us, and we see each other's laugh for the last time, and rather than dying in the hellish fires of that day, we rather spent our last moments in the park, after a long day of school, kicking the ball around, and rolling down hills
The feeling of crying started approaching when I read this
With the “A Second Step” event, it makes me wonder, if humanity can rebuild once to make their way back to the moon to see a flag of the old, how many times could this have possibly happen… Humanity in a perpetual cycle of Armageddon, it’s so poetic in a sense.
"This is the beginning and the End, the day where everything ends and begins"
Someday, we'll see each other again
Read "Canticle for Leibowitz". I think you'll like it.
After watching a video summary about “All Tomorrows” (a disturbing sci-fi/speculative evolution book about humanity’s horrifying future millions of years later) this video is pretty fitting for my recommended. *screams internally*
Finally... the Great Trial... is complete...
It feels like comfort during uncertainty, fitting.
This track gives "Come sweet Death" vibes.
Yes, indeed
the best peice you've made yet, the music and visuals are a perfect match
This is giving me Komm Süsser Todt vibes, only we're all turning into ashes instead of Fanta
If nuclear war ever happends perhaps this will be the last song i will listen to
Well, about those prospects…
@@darthplagueis3488 We will meet again..
Came back after the Russian Invasion of Ukraine.
I'm not picking any sides but what I do know that if the bombs fall down upon us, I'll listen to this banger for the very last time.
Me too
I'm blasting what a wonderful world till I die from the radiation exposure as the ashes of atlanta and Athens rain upon my home
I found this song during the worse depressive episode of my life, i had nowhere to go but to crawl up in despair. The calm and yet omnious feeling emanated by the unpleasentness of the song, gave me a feeling like no other i have ever felt; Soothing peace. It was turn point for my life, i knew things were to change after an ocassion like such of listening to such a tune. Fortunately, despite my early judgement, i manage to make it, through life. And as a memento of my own past, i leave this comment.
Despite everything, life or death, you will always remain what you have always been, as beautiful as the gift of life itself. You are a gift, you are life, you will always be as beautiful as the millions of stars that permiate the cosmos.
You will always, despite what you may encounter in the paths you cross, be the light in the darkness that we call life.
"Those who didn't learn the history, they will be condemned by repeating, and repeating".
- Geroge Santayana -
The war never changes....the leader is the same, there's nothing different to compare. I hope they realize & redeem what have they done. Or else they are gonna regret everything that they have done.
I dont know how or why but i don't stop listening at this cover it's like addictive for me, for a reason that i dont know
Well, it was all fun and laughs while it lasted, lads. We'll meet again, some sunny day.
@2:10 It’s just so.... beautiful. A small( understatement)start being born and dying in the space of a few seconds. And I don’t know what it is with the music but it fits perfectly with the theme of the video. I just don’t know why. Keep up the great videos!
It just... makes me feel like going on the roof of my house and lit a cig and wait for my impending doom sent by some chucklefucks in some super bunker
I genuinely think this is, what the end would be. You know, the world gets closer every day. We don’t even notice it. Just look at all of the separatists or rebellions in the Sahara. It feels so eerie, but if I live to the day it reaches midnight, I will play this.
This even more relevant now more then ever
I don't mean to get serious about a video game but, I thank whoever's out there that we didn't get this dark timeline
I'd love to live in that timeline, bc people will FINALLY KNOW what freedom means, and there will be any wars anymore, and probably people will finally live in peace.
Every allied soldier that fought for our freedom today
@@alessandroroccaforte4515yeah, you would not like living in that timeline, especially not in Burgundy
Thank Vasili Arkhipov.
@@plpong893 (sorry for responding 2 months later 💀) yeah I know that would be a massive genocide but think about it... would you have to fight wars forever or fight 1 big war and nothing more? I hope you understand what i mean
So long.
If I see a nuclear alert on TV, then I just sit in a chair and turn it on.
Zero dislikes on this masterpiece.
All is good
Don’t mind me, just enjoying this masterpiece as long as I can after the missile strike by Russia towards Poland.
🍷🗿
En lo profundo de los Andes, en medio de las montañas había un pueblo del cual su única conexión con el resto del mundo era una radio de onda corta que solo captaba señales desde Ayacucho, la emisora hablaba en quechua sobre lo que sucedía mientras la interferencia era cada ves mayor, ni Londres, ni Nueva York, Germania o Tokio existían ya. Las armas nucleares volaban por los cielos, ni siquiera tenían un objetivo real ya, solo volaban con el destino inminente de caer en algún lugar.
En el pueblo habían muchas personas que tenían familiares que habían inmigrado a Lima en busca de un futuro que jamás tendrían en su tierra, también tanto un periodista como un profesor de primaria, ambos eran limeños y al escuchar lo que sucedía no evitaron romper en llanto al igual que muchas familias al escuchar al locutor decir con voz entrecortada aunque dudosa: Lima ha sido bombardeada... eso es la última información que tenemos, no podemos corroborar que esto sea verdad, por favor mantenga la calma.
Afuera del edificio donde estaba aquella radio, una pequeña casa de adobe algunas personas salieron y observaban en el cielo las estelas de los misiles que iban al Occidente que sobresalían entre el intenso color celeste y las nubes blancas del cielo ayacuchano.
Un anciano se arrodilló y rezo llorando, tanto a Dios como a la Pachamama, de que nos perdonaran por lo que hicimos, por lo que causamos, por su hijo y sus nietos que estaban en la gran ciudad de Lima, de que se hubieran salvado, de poder volver a verlos.
The ending credit of humanity
Honestly no other game/mod can shape ww3 than TNO it really just shows what monster you can become
And also what we scared and lost.
Fallout?
@@clarkstrange2142 I mean in Fallout, you are not the one dropping the nukes
@@juliusceaser7242 well there are some circumstances…. Lol
@@clarkstrange2142 If you are talking about the Fat Man, then yea
Burgundy lives… It’s cold, oh so cold underneath the black sun…
Epic. Now I wait for you to sing a lullaby for the Regent.
fun fact: the video at the beginning (the clock) is an old soviet cartoon where the song "verify your clock" originally comes from
Nice use of Verify your Clock there Ayden, very on the nose :D
Yockey Remer Yazov Kishi Velimir Göring and Tukhachevsky decide to pull one last epic gamer moment before going down
What a paradox of beauty
So beautiful an ending can be.
This is absolutely chilling, I love it
If I ever die, I'll die knowing that I've been worshipped as a god by the human race.
-Pikachu
We`ll meet again in 2093
Very smart to use the Verify your Clock cartoon.
I feel sad now.
Me and the Boiz in 2300 AD when we land on the moon only to find a white flag and a box containing a history book in german:
T H E T R I A L I S F A R F R O M O V E R
*so long*