Now in Belgrade, there are not many cars on the streets. It was very difficult for the www.biquge.info to wait for a bus to reach our training base, and it was also difficult for a taxi to get there, so Ljubinovich and I waited for an hour in the cold wind before we finally got on the bus, and when we got on the bus, we saw that there were not many people on the bus, so we started talking to the driver.

The driver's answer was a no-hit, but we finally learned from the driver's mouth why there are so few cars on the street now - because, with the recent explosions, the vehicles on the street will become an obvious target, and those who drive small cars are afraid to drive their cars, and public transportation, although it has not stopped, is very small, and people dare not take such means of transportation to travel. In other words, people go out less if they can, and many would rather walk or ride a bike if they can't at least go out. So in Belgrade, the streets are always empty, so the cars are still driving faster.

"You have to pay attention, this is the time when bombs are most likely to appear, I will definitely find a way to avoid bombs, but even the best drivers can't completely avoid bomb attacks, you get in my car, then you will be blessed." The driver of the bus said to us bluntly.

"No, just taking a bus, do you have to ask for a lot of blessings?" I was shocked.

However, it didn't take long for me to understand that the bus driver's statement was completely reasonable! Just fifty meters in front of the vehicle, something suddenly fell out of the street. The bus driver was shocked when he saw the thing rolling out, and hurriedly hit the steering wheel to the left and drove the car to the opposite lane! He stepped on the accelerator hard, and directly stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the vehicle suddenly soared from a speed of sixty kilometers per hour to one hundred and two, and the car smacked and immediately whistled past the side of that thing! When the vehicle was about fifteen meters away from the thing, I heard a loud and deafening explosion, and I looked back in amazement, oh my God, that thing was a bomb! After us, there was another car, which, very unfortunately, was blown up by a bomb......

White Terror, this is definitely White Terror! Humans are not supposed to be like this, so why do some people have to use such cruel means if they want to rule over others? Lyubinovich and I certainly escaped, but the people in the car behind us suffered misfortune because of this! These misfortunes, these white terrors, I am afraid are all excuses made by Slobodan Milosevic in order to create a war, such an excuse, so shameless, sacrificing so many people's lives, in exchange for only one man's ambition! Seeing this with my own eyes, I became more and more chilled with the country, and at the same time my resentment towards Slobodan Milosevic grew......

Hate it, and if you can't change it, then destroy it...... Some things cannot be done simply by change, and if we do not adopt the means of destruction more profoundly, we may not be able to completely eradicate some injustices! As an internationally renowned footballer and as the hope of Yugoslavia, I, Savo Milosevic, am about to declare war on Slobodan Milosevic!

Ljubinovich saw my resolute look, and she understood that I had made up my mind. Even though she has not yet recovered her memories that belong to Alosteve, she is naturally in touch with me, and even if she has not recovered her memory, she can understand my heart very clearly...... She walked over and patted me on the shoulder, looking into my eyes. I saw that her eyes were also very determined, and I knew that this was her, showing my support......

With a confidante like this, what do I have to regret in my life? I, Savo Milosevic, have made up my mind that I must tell the international community about Slobodan Milosevic's crimes in my own way, so that more people can support our Yugoslav reunification!

What's more, this is also a must-do for our Yugoslav football team......

The bus finally arrived at the training base smoothly, and although we experienced a lot of thrills along the way, fortunately it was still safe. So I took Ljubinovich and came to the door of the training base. Here at the gate, there are many soldiers of the army guarding it. As a regular member of the Yugoslav national team, I am already familiar with these soldiers. As soon as they saw that I was coming, they opened the door and prepared to let me in.

However, when I entered the training base, Ljubinovich was about to follow in my footsteps, but was stopped by the soldiers of those units.

"No one is allowed to enter here!"

"Huh? Why didn't you let her in? She's my friend! "I wondered.

"Mr. Savo Milosevic, it's not that I don't believe you, but that your safety is one of the most important things in all of Yugoslavia in the current political situation. There is now great insecurity in the whole of Yugoslavia, especially in the city of Belgrade. We, as guards, cannot spare a single suspicious element. What's more, do these friends of your players really know their origins? Of course, we can let you go, but what if these friends you brought with you are really some spies, or even killers? ”

I listened to the words of these soldiers, and secretly laughed in my heart: what they said is really right, the one I brought is really a killer. But how can I say that to them directly? Even if I'm an internationally renowned player, it's a felony for me to bring a hitman into my training base. I had no choice but to turn around and walk out, and said to Ljubinovich: "It seems that you can't get to our training base, otherwise I'll go and find you some accommodation around here, and I'll bear all the expenses, okay?" ”

"Well, since that's the case, that's all there is to it. Why don't you take a time out of your day to come here and see me, and we can talk to each other from time to time? ”

"Okay, that's it." So I gave Ljubinovic some money, went out and found a house for her, and then I went back to the training base.