"Negotiations on the financial crisis have been underway but no progress has been made, and there is still no consensus on the Monetary Reform Package, which was negotiated long before the formation of the Union of Free Republics. The fundamental reason for this is the disagreement between the parties in Western Europe and Eastern Europe over the terms of the programme. ”

The camera pans to the gates of the Parliament

The prime minister walked out of the venue, looking very calm and calm, but he still refused to answer the reporter's interview. However, the representative of the Eastern European constituency, the hero who defeated the Prime Minister of the Empire of Bunitania and regained the country: Councillor Balklei, had a gloomy face, and it seemed that this meeting still could not come to a conclusion"

The TV screen is turned off.

"It looks like Europe needs an emperor, not a prime minister and a bunch of chattering parliamentarians." Honezel touched the corners of his forehead, closed his eyes and smiled playfully.

"EU politics is characterized not by success, but by concealing failure. And the so-called EU prime minister is the one who happily occupies the front page of the news every day during his tenure. Their path was long and arduous, from joyful victories to humiliating defeats, and finally they were squeezed out of place by the next 'savior', which is called "democracy". ”

Kamiyu's ridicule involuntarily appeared in Schunezel's ears.

Do you remember how you asked?

Ah, right. That is true

"Since the prime minister of the EU is so unbearable by you, why are there countless smart people who want to marry the prime minister?"

"Smart people? In fact, on the contrary, these are the few top jobs in the world that don't require work experience. There is no need for on-the-job training, no employment diploma, and there are special conditions attached to the requirement that you must be too smart. ”

"Huh," Schunezel chuckled involuntarily.

"Your Highness?"

A look of surprise flashed in Karon's eyes when he heard the laughter.

"What's new?" Schunezel asked, looking up.

"No, I thought you were asleep, Your Highness."

"Hmm." Schunezel nodded meaninglessly.

"I want to be quiet."

"Yes."

"This group of damned politicians, no matter how the times change, is a virtuous person." Balklai, who had just gotten into the car, couldn't help but reprimand.

"His Excellency the Prime Minister is not indifferent, it's just that he doesn't get an absolute vote in Parliament." The adjutant whispered persuasion.

"That's the biggest problem."

"Isn't the Hanging Council bad?" （A.Hung.Parliament.is.a.Bad.Thing？ A hanging parliament is when the ruling party does not win an absolute number of seats. ）

"That's right, it's so cheap to hang the council guys." (In addition to hanging and lifting, hang also means hanging, hanging.) ）

"Do you need to slow down when you get things over there? In the current situation, it will only add to the chaos. The adjutant suddenly changed the subject, believing that Barclay's seemingly unintentional words were absolutely the truth from the heart. In Barclay's eyes, parliamentary politicians have never made a good impression

"No, act according to the plan. Now we are all in the great era of historical changes, opportunities are fleeting, miss this time, maybe there will be no next time. ”

The adjutant strongly agreed with Barclay's words.

The three major powers that controlled the world realm collapsed two of them in the blink of an eye. It is said that the wheel of history is rolling forward, but when you really face it, you find that this is a completely monstrous tsunami, which is unstoppable.

After a moment of silence, the adjutant suddenly spoke.

"Actually, at least the agreement to form a coalition government is quite well written."

[If you knew that this agreement was written by an imperial prince, would you still think so? Barclay smiled bitterly at the innocence of the adjutant in his heart.

The formation of the League of Free Republics was supposed to involve too many compromises, and the formation of the coalition government, which had been planned as planned, should have been carried out after a round of purges. It's a pity that the plan can't catch up with the changes, and in order to deal with the joint move of Schunezel and the Chinese Federation, the alliance had to surface early.

No one expected that they would have to face the congenital hidden dangers caused by 'premature birth' so soon.

Although the collapse and reconstruction of the country has shaken off the burden of foreign debt, it does not mean that it will be able to say goodbye to the sluggish economy immediately. The economic crisis and the international environment facing the alliance have marked the anachronism of the free market, and the desire to revive the economy and prepare for the coming war will inevitably be replaced by the forced regulation of the national economy, of which the monetary reform package is the most important.

The current disagreement is, should the original EU currency be used? It is still necessary to combine the state's economic regulation and control, establish state enterprises and banks, and reduce the unemployment rate. In the process of recovering the economy, the state will gradually expand the use of money in the form of food rolls that can be exchanged immediately, and at the same time issue a small amount of new currency, and finally achieve a complete restoration of the market economy.

Although the former can save the vitality of private enterprises and ordinary people who hold the original EU government bonds, it also means that the new government will have to pay for the heavy losses of capital. The latter, on the other hand, has pushed everything over again, accusing the government of a dictatorial crisis with sinister intentions to create an oligopoly.

Logically speaking, the most effective way to restore the economy is to adopt a planned economy.

It's just that bread will be there, and milk will be there.

Although this movie line, which has been sung for nearly 100 years, has always been regarded as a wise saying. But for the people of the former EU, especially those who belong to Western Europe, who believes in them is a joke

Paris, the former capital of the Republic of the EU

In the past, the pearl of Europe, the city that never sleeps, is now silent just after nightfall.

"Paris"

Layla sighed under her breath and pulled the dark raincoat hood on, covering her face,

This unpleasant trip home.

It's only been a little more than a month, and the already depressed city is now even more depressed, and Layla's mood can be said to be very complicated.

Clearly, Kamiyo had come up with a terrible idea for the junta.

How could a man who could split the EU, foresee the collapse of the Chinese Federation, and create a superpower not have predicted that the junta would evolve into the current situation after accepting the proposal?

Layla wasn't blaming anyone, she just felt a sense of exhaustion from the cruelty of the world.

"Stop!"

[Gendarme? Hearing the words coming from behind him, he subconsciously put his hand into his arms.

"Don't move!"

This action immediately alerted the gendarmes, and reflexively pulled out their pistols and pointed them at Layla.

"Slowly put your hands behind your head, then turn around."

【2 people】

Layla, who had confirmed the number, slowly raised her hand

"Please don't do unnecessary things, or it will cause unnecessary commotion."

Just as Layla's hand was raised to her ear, ready to pull off the flashbang disguised as an earring, an inexplicably familiar voice stopped her movements.

"You are!?" The young gendarmerie lieutenant colonel's flashing glasses reflected Layla's stunned eyes.

"Didn't anyone in BFIPU warn you not to wander around during martial law throughout the country? Commander Marukar. ”

The overly upright tone gives a sarcastic taste.

"Lieutenant Colonel Hamel, when are you?" Layla never imagined that Lieutenant Colonel Oscar Hamel, who was formerly under her subordinate, would be one of the internal collaborators.

"Don't worry, it's all your own people here." After saying that, Lieutenant Colonel Oscar Hamel suddenly straightened his face.

"Please cooperate with us honestly, and if you have any objections, please go to the nearest police station to explain."

The meaning is simple, this is not the place to speak.

Since the military junta introduced martial law, the gendarmerie corps have somewhat replaced the duties of the police. So, in order to facilitate the operation, the gendarmerie was stationed in every police station in Paris.

It's just that she just followed into the enemy's territory, at least Layla didn't think she could be calm.

In the interrogation room of the police station

Hamel walked in with two cups of hot coffee, handed one of them to Layla, and gently closed the door.

"There is only coffee at the police station"

"It's okay, it's not in the restaurant." Layla took the coffee and put it on the table, and she wasn't in the mood to drink at this time.

"Heh, even the restaurant doesn't have any recipes to choose from right now."

Hamel sneered and took a sip of the still hot black coffee.

"I really didn't expect you to be one of the collaborators."

"Partner?" Hamel smiled coldly.

"Commander Marukar, haven't you ever thought about what you would be with that lord when you woke up with a serious injury?"

"You!?"

"I'm sure you should know by now that the Lord is not the one who pays special attention to a little EU colonel."

"I see," the stunned look on Layla's face faded away, and finally turned to calm.

“”

"Worthy of Commander Malukar, ordinary people have long been furious." Lieutenant Colonel Hamel held up his coffee cup and hid his sneer.

"Don't call me the commander, I'm not a commander anymore." Layla smiled wistfully.

"Besides, you and His Highness shouldn't have caused that riot, right? In other words, I should thank you for saving my life. At this point, a question immediately occurred to Layla.

"By the way, when did you get involved with that Highness?"

"Now let's talk about what's next," Hamel said, putting down his glass.

Obviously changing the subject, but now that she has gotten to the point, Layla has also put away her relaxed mentality.

"We have succeeded in inciting the citizens of Paris to a public rally on Place Vendôme the day after tomorrow against the rule of an illegitimate government. Your operational team is tasked with delaying the deployment of the army, while we are responsible for the police and gendarmerie. ”

"Wait!" Malukar abruptly interrupted Hamel's commentary.

"Wouldn't it be dangerous for the common people to do that!?"

"Freedom comes at a price."

"That's why!?"

How is the empty slogan, as propagated by the EU government in the past, different from the approach of the old government?

"It's no different. The difference has always been the times and people's hearts. ”

With that, Hamel stood up and took a uniform from one of the gendarmes at the door.

"This is the uniform of the gendarmerie and forged documents, please stop walking on the streets under martial law in strange attire."