Soviet Union 1991

Second update

Bucharest, the little Paris of Eastern Europe, has officially fallen into chaos. | Chinese | Novel. .The public indignation provoked by Voinea ignited the oppressive society. The flames have been spreading to the entire city.

The Romanian sky in October was covered with a gray hue, and the gray and bleak scene filled the streets and alleys. Waste paper blown up by the wind, slogans with dirty footprints, and desperate and helpless people. Under the photographer's lens, it formed an absurd scene.

The square in front of the Romanian Parliament Palace was filled with demonstrators. Most of them were instigated people from the bottom of society, with shabby clothes and pale faces. Since the Romanian coup, a considerable number of people from the bottom have lost their jobs and study opportunities. They can only live in extremely harsh environments and receive pitiful salaries. And now, these people have stood up. They want to fight for their dignity and for survival. They need bread, work, and the government to look at these poor people.

The popular leader standing in the front called on people to stand up against the government and drive out the incompetent Constantinescu regime.

"In 1465, Grand Duke Stefan led Romania to recapture Kilia, a fortress in southern Moldova, from the Hungarians. In 1467, we defeated the invading Hungarian army. In 1475, we defeated the Ottoman Turkish army in the Vaslui Swamp. In 1476, we severely damaged the Ottoman Turkish army that invaded again in the White Valley area, and in 1497, we led the army to defeat the Polish army in the Coswan Forest. And now, Romania is also facing an unprecedented crisis!"

"What is Romania now? It is the capital of prostitutes in Western Europe! It is the birthplace of sewer workers in their mouths. Politicians deceived the people with hypocritical lies. We are even more difficult than the Ceausescu era. Their promises are shameless lies!"

This sentence hit the hearts of everyone present, and many people showed painful expressions on their faces. Indeed, Romania is hell now. Oligarchs and politicians deceive everyone with hypocritical lies.

"Now, Councillor Voinea will stand up against Constantinescu's incompetent government like the people's hero, Grand Duke Stefan of Romania. When a country's president cannot represent the interests of the people, he should be overthrown! A government that cannot serve the people should be replaced!"

The emotions of the people present were gradually infected, the restlessness deep in their hearts was awakening, and hope re-emerged in their numb pupils.

"We need bread! We need jobs!"

"We need social welfare! We need to live like a normal person!"

"Long live the Romanian people!"

Accompanied by the last shout, the anti-explosion police who expelled the crowd finally appeared. They tried to disperse the people who gathered in front of the National Assembly Palace for demonstration. Because today is the day when the National Assembly is convened, no one wants to be recorded by the reporters gathered at the door.

"Constantinescu, step down! We need a strong leader! We don't need a market economy, nor do we need the hypocritical democracy you talk about. We just need work, bread, and a life with dignity!"

The leader who led the people's resistance shouted loudly, and he seemed fearless even in front of the fully armed police. The Bucharest Police Department had previously issued a statement to completely clear out any people who were marching and demonstrating on the streets and throw them directly into prison. If they encounter resistance, they can use anti-explosion weapons.

The dirty-clothed people stared at the orderly police in front of them with terrible eyes. These were no longer the demonstrators who fled in all directions when they waved their batons, but a group of lower-class people who were forced into a desperate situation. They will resist without hesitation, and iron bars and axes are exposed in their tightly wrapped coats. The hands hidden behind their backs hold the Molotov cocktail bottles with cloth strips stuffed on the bottle mouths.

The atmosphere gradually became tense, and the two groups of people drew their swords and bows. Those who have decided to risk their lives will not hesitate to act as "thugs".

No freedom, no death.

The riot police marched in unison and did not take out the batons and shields that the public expected. Instead, they unexpectedly took out shotguns and pointed the black muzzles at the demonstrators.

This was obviously different from the planned plot. Constantinescu was tired of the endless expulsion. He needed to create a bloody incident to deter those forces that opposed him. Democratic repression is not called repression, it is called dispersing the riots of the crowd.

"Shoot!"

With an order, the riot police pulled the trigger without hesitation, and a row of shotguns sprayed out flames, instantly harvesting the people who rushed to the front row, and they fell down like rice.

The sound of iron rods falling on the cold floor, the crisp sound of bullet shells falling to the ground, the desperate shouts of the people, and the blood that slowly seeped on the ground. Afterwards, the injured people will naturally be dragged away and the square will be washed clean to ensure that when the parliament is convened, there will not be half a crowd of demonstrators at the gate of the Romanian Parliament Palace.

The gunfire lasted for more than a minute, and the evil of human nature was constantly magnified here. The police who had voluntarily stood up to protect Romanian citizens in 1989 now turned their guns around and pointed them at innocent people.

When night fell, a sad mood enveloped the whole city. There were only cold corpses in the hospital, crying and pleading. Those at the bottom who were about to be sent to the emergency room could only lie in the hospital bed and wait to die because they could not afford the medical bills. . Human rights and democracy in Romania? Sorry, all dignity is based on money.

The best medical facilities will only serve those who can afford the price. The poor are just filthy rats in the sewers. No matter how many die, they still catch a lot. There are enough places in mortuaries and there are enough places in Romanian cemeteries.

This day was the darkest day in Bucharest.

The upper class still held a meeting at the Romanian Parliament Palace, and no one even mentioned the people at the bottom lying in a pool of blood at the door.

The democratic and free society that had been carefully whitewashed since 1989 was shattered at this moment. The moment the government extended its butcher knife to the defenseless people, it was destined to be a bloody struggle.

However, their fighting spirit will never fall, just like a flag erected to lead the people forward.

Those pioneers of resistance will use their own blood to awaken a class. The humblest people will eventually overthrow the rule of the incompetent government in the name of resisting tyranny.

and the awakening of true, democratic democracy among the Romanian people. (To be continued.)