The Sun Never Sets In Spain

On February 17, the "Women Workers' Rights Protection Act" was unexpectedly passed in the Noble House.

Although Campos and others succeeded, there was no expression of joy on their faces. This was obviously the tranquility before the storm, and the nobles could only show that they wanted to be ruthless.

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On February 19, a strange scene appeared on the streets of Barcelona. Many civilians ran around in the streets, posting slogans attacking the government, and handing out newspapers and leaflets when they saw people. The police who were originally responsible for maintaining order turned a blind eye to this.

Soon, all crowded places were posted with slogans and violent graffiti painted, and the whole city also knew the news:

"The Campos government has conspired to treason, violates tradition, perverses, and has no destiny. All people with lofty ideals in the city should go to the Governor's Mansion to protest."

In fact, Alfonso has hardly touched other people's cakes since he came to Catalonia.

But the Catalan independenceists themselves are very dissatisfied with his existence.

The female labor movement has also touched the sensitive nerves of some conservative men.

In addition, some people with a long-term perspective realize that the establishment of a security company may have an impact on their lives.

Since Spain does not have the deep-rooted parade tradition of France, the dissatisfaction of this group of people has been backlogged, and now it is finally exploded by a massive collective protest.

People who are dissatisfied with the status quo see that the protest team is so large and have joined them. They all believe that the government will not use drastic means to deal with such a large-scale protest crowd.

The original source of the parade was tenants and government workers controlled by Mario and others, as well as workers in the factory.

Although there are no professional marchers like France, everyone is very happy to spend money on them to "collect the style."

Wherever the huge parade passed by, shops were closed one after another, but that was not the end. With the default or even help of the police, the marchers opened the shops and forced people into the group:

"Sir, do you think our protest is correct?"

"Just...right."

So one more person was added to the parade.

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"Governor, the order of the city is about to get out of control. By the time it arrives at the Governor's Mansion, the parade may exceed 7,000 people!"

An anxious voice came from a young policeman, not everyone was desperate to follow Fernando and others.

The little policeman in front of him belonged to his home in the city. He was afraid that Barcelona would fall into chaos and threaten his family, so he chose to be a gangster. Of course, there must be certain speculative ideas in it.

"Seven thousand people..." Campos muttered the number silently: "It's really hard to handle."

It sounds like 7,000 people are not a lot compared to Barcelona’s population of 200,000.

But it is enough to block traffic and bring production to a halt. When the police do not care, a stampede accident or large-scale crimes of smashing, smashing and looting will occur if the police do not care about it.

He said that it was difficult to handle, but the Governor didn't have much worried look on his face.

In fact, he knew that people were marching towards the Governor's Mansion.

As soon as he heard that someone had distributed a leaflet, he informed the barracks near Barcelona to let the army enter the city.

Sending off the little policeman, in order to relax His Highness's heart, he turned his head and said to Alfonso: "The army of two thousand people has already arrived in the city, and it will be possible to come to us in 2 hours at the latest."

Alfonso was not satisfied: "Why is it so slow?"

"There are a lot of nobles looking for reasons to delay, Fernando and the others also arranged for many people to block the intersection. There is no way. They can't shoot civilians now." Campos smiled bitterly.

"Then come slowly, do you feel safe? What if the army cannot arrive on time and the mob rushes in? Are you sure there is no killer inside?" Alfonso asked.

"...Should we leave first? Go to hide outside the city and wait for the army to stabilize before returning." Campos hesitated.

"Send people to send orders to allow the army to shoot at armed personnel who stand in the way, and unarmed personnel to expel them with cold weapons.

Originally, I only intended to slowly weed out the power of the police. Their opposition is so fierce, then we should be more fierce.

It is definitely not possible to leave now. The situation in the city is very chaotic. There must be an ambush on the road. You should have a dark room here. If the situation is not right, we will go there and hide for a while. "

Seeing Campos hesitated, Alfonso directly helped him make a decision.

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On the other side, Mario and others gathered together and followed the protest crowd from a distance to the Governor's Mansion. They were surrounded by private guards and police.

"The situation seems to be going well..."

Although everything went well, everyone was still nervous, and their wealth and lives were all fruitful today. Few people were calm and composed.

"Congratulations, Catalonia will change hands today." A handsome young nobleman next to him said with a smile. This is the second son of a duke who came to contact Carlos faction on behalf of the local noble group.

A hint of sarcasm flashed through Mario's heart, changing hands, who is Yi giving it?

Their plan was to find a way to kill Alfonso and Campos, and then settle down with the help of the nobles.

For this reason, I had to sell a large amount of profit to these nobles, even if it succeeded, it would be half the world.

And if there is no success, the nobles will naturally assume that nothing has happened.

They risked their lives to do their business, but the nobles could pick half of the peaches without taking any risks. Of course Mario was not happy.

However, he was still full of smiles on the face: "Thanks to you for delaying the army's entry into the city, this time we will surely be able to overthrow this decadent government."

Next to him, Huo An, director of the Press and Publication Administration, said anxiously: "Are you sure they only have 2,000 people?"

Police Minister Fernando said with some impatientness:

"I am sure that the nearby autonomous region has received news that there was a small-scale exchange of fire between the Aragonese and Catalan troops yesterday.

The troops near Barcelona are all transferred to the border. If there are 2,000 people, or calculate the result of their deployment of some recruits. "

He has always looked down on Huo An in his heart. It's not that he doesn't talk about it all the way (Huo An is an independent). He always thinks a lot, but he can't make up his mind in times of real crisis. Just like this, he wants to lead Catalonia. What about independence?

At this moment he felt someone pat his shoulder, and turned his head to see that Mario was winking at him, indicating that he had something to say.

The two slowed down and separated the crowd a few meters away.

"Is Ugo in place?" Mario asked about his brother-in-law in a low voice.

"Don't worry, people were sent to spread the news more than half an hour ago. The three must pass through the streets and everything is normal. As long as Campos and the others go, they will die!" Fernando said that you can rest assured when I do things.