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Bucharest, the little Paris of Eastern Europe, is officially in turmoil. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe public anger stirred up by Vojnea ignited a repressed society. All the way to spreading the flames throughout the city.

The Romanian sky in October is covered with a dark hue, and the streets are filled with gray and gloomy scenes. Scrap paper rolled up by the wind, slogans stamped on dirty footprints, and desperate and helpless people. Compose absurd scenes under the lens of the photographer.

The square in front of the Palace of the Romanian Parliament was filled with demonstrators, the vast majority of whom were people from the bottom of society who had been instigated, with shabby clothes and thin faces. Since the coup d'état in Romania, a considerable part of the people at the bottom have lost the opportunity to work and study, and they can only live in extremely harsh conditions and receive a pitiful salary. And now, these people have stepped up. They have to fight for their dignity and fight for survival. They need bread, they need jobs, they need a government to look at these poor people.

The popular leaders, who were at the forefront, called on the people to stand up against the government and oust the incompetent Constantinescu regime.

"In 1465, Archduke Stefan led Romania to recapture the southern Moldovan fortress of Kilia from the Hungarians. In 1467, we defeated the invading Hungarian army. In 1475, we defeated the Ottoman Turks in Vaslui Marshes. In 1476, the Ottoman Turks inflicted heavy losses on the re-invading Ottoman Turks in the White Valley area, and in 1497 they led their troops to defeat the Polish army in the Koswan Forest. And now, Romania is also facing an unprecedented crisis! ”

"What is Romania now? It is the prostitute capital of Western Europe! It is the birthplace of what they call sewer workers. Politicians have deceived the population with hypocritical lies, and we are even more difficult than in the time of Ceausescu. Their promise is a shameless lie! ”

This sentence struck the hearts of everyone present, and many people had painful expressions on their faces. Indeed, Romania is hell now, where oligarchs and politicians deceive everyone with false lies.

"Now, Congressman Vojnea will stand up against the incompetent government of Constantinescu, like the people's hero of Romania, Grand Duke Stefan. When the president of a country does not represent the interests of the population, 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 in their hearts was awakening, and hope reappeared in their numb pupils.

"We need bread! We need to work! ”

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

"Long live the Romanian people!"

With the last shout, the blast police who had expelled the crowd finally appeared. They tried to disperse the people who had assembled to demonstrate at the gates of the National Assembly Palace. Because today is the day of the National Assembly, no one wants to be recorded by the reporters gathered at the door.

"Konstantinescu step down! We need a strong leader! We don't need a market economy, we don't need the hypocritical democracy you call it, we just need to work, bread, and live with dignity! ”

The leader who led the people's revolt shouted loudly, even in front of the heavily armed police, who appeared to be fearless. The Bucharest Police Department has previously issued a statement to completely remove any demonstrators from the streets, throw them directly into prison, and use explosion-proof weapons if they resist.

The dirty-clad men stared horribly at the orderly police in front of them, no longer the demonstrators who fled with a wave of their batons, but a group of people at the bottom who had been cornered. They resisted without hesitation, iron rods and axes peeking out of their tightened coats, and the hands hidden behind their backs gripped the Moro-Tov cocktail bottle with a strip of cloth on the cloak of the bottle.

The atmosphere gradually became tense, and the two groups of people drew their swords and bows, and those who had decided to risk their lives would not hesitate to act as a "thug".

No freedom, no death.

The well-paced riot police did not pull out the batons and shields that the crowd expected. Rather, unexpectedly, he pulled out his shotgun and aimed it at the crowd of demonstrators in pitch black.

This is obviously not quite the same as the arranged plot, and Konstantinescu is tired of the endless evictions. He needs to create a bloody incident to deter those who oppose him. Democratic repression is not called repression, it is called dispersal of crowd riots.

"Shoot!"

With an order, the riot police pulled the trigger without hesitation, and a row of shotguns sprayed tongues of fire, instantly harvesting the people rushing 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 casings hitting the ground, the desperate cries of the people, and the blood slowly seeping through the ground. Naturally, the injured crowd will be dragged away afterwards and the square will be washed clean to ensure that when the parliament is convened, there will not be half of the demonstrator at the entrance of the Romanian Parliament Palace.

The gunfire lasted for more than a minute, and the evil of human nature was constantly amplified here. The police, who had volunteered to defend Romanian citizens in 1989, have now turned their guns on innocent people.

When night falls, a sense of sadness envelops the city, and the hospitals are filled with only cold corpses, crying and pleading, and those who are about to be sent to the emergency room can only lie in their beds and wait for death because they cannot afford to pay the medical bills. Human Rights and Democracy in Romania? Sorry, but all dignity is built on money.

The best medical facilities will only serve those who can afford that price, and the poor are nothing more than filthy rats in the sewers, no matter how many they die, they still catch a handful. There are enough places in morgues, as well as in Romanian cemeteries.

This day is the darkest day in Bucharest.

The upper echelons are still meeting in the Romanian Parliamentary Palace, and they don't even mention the lower masses lying in a pool of blood at the door.

The democratic and liberal society that has been carefully whitewashed since 1989 is shattered at this moment. The moment the government stretched out its butcher's knife to the defenseless people, it was doomed to be a bloody struggle.

However, their fighting spirit will never fall, like a banner erected, leading the people forward.

The pioneers of the struggle will use their blood to awaken a class, the humblest of the people, who will eventually overthrow the rule of an incompetent government in the name of rebellion against tyranny.

As well as awakening the real, democracy of the Romanian people. (To be continued.) )