Francois's mood has been ups and downs in recent days. Yesterday he was still depressed, but today he is in high spirits: "Do you know all the news?"
"Are you referring to the fact that the Equality Society's sub-station in Tun Man was wiped out by the Tun Man government?" the Foreign Secretary asked.
"Otherwise, what else could it be? Is it possible that you have done anything else recently that makes me happy?" Francois accused him in the name of a joke, and then said with a smile, "Equality will be hit hard when it expands abroad.
I guess I feel very uncomfortable right now."
"I think this matter can be publicized so that citizens can see what happened to the people in the Equality Society." the finance minister suggested.
Francois nodded: "This must be done, but it is such a pity. The Dunman government dealt with it very decisively and killed all those people. Otherwise, maybe we can try to learn more from them."
And use the information."
"This is actually a bit wrong. No matter what they do, they should leave a few people for interrogation to ensure that if there are people from the Equality Society in Dunman, they can directly uproot them after getting the information. This way they can wipe it clean.
, but it may leave hidden dangers." Pisel felt puzzled.
"Since they were able to wipe out the branch of the Equality Society, they must have obtained very critical information. I think the content of this intelligence may be that the expansion of the Equality Society outside was not smooth, resulting in only the Old South Testament in Dunman.
There are sub-stations. Only in this way can it be justified to clear them all at once." After Francois learned the news last night, he analyzed the reasons for this matter.
"You make sense." Pisel asked again, "Then the president of Dunman was assassinated. Will this affect our subsequent dispatch of troops to Bash?"
Francois shook his head and thought: "Probably not. To be honest, the assassination of Joe Dun was still a matter of their civil war, and the conflict has not been completely resolved. In my mind, this is not the first time he has been assassinated. It's a pity.
In the end, I couldn't escape. I predict that although there will be no more large-scale wars between the northern and southern forces of Dunman for quite some time in the future, there should still be fierce confrontations. This is also a good thing. The civil strife in Tunman has not stopped.
, Wellland will feel more confident about the expedition to Bash."
"Understood." Pisel was relieved.
"We have to hurry up and learn more from Dunman's methods. They can solve the trouble in such a short period of time, why are we still suffering from them? The powerful Brexi can't compare with a country in civil strife in terms of action ability.
, this is too ridiculous." Francois felt that his face in the world was almost completely lost.
In other words, when the World Expo ended in failure and the government building was halfway breached, nothing was left.
"clear."
"yes."
Several ministers responded feebly.
After all, the Equality Association is just a newly established branch on the Dunman side. It is far less powerful and deeply rooted than Lezeinli, and has established intricate connections with the people.
Dunman's incident was like tearing off the blood scab on the body, and the Equality Society's eradication of Lezeinli was almost like tearing apart flesh and blood and pulling out the bones.
The difficulty of the two is not at the same level at all, and no one dares to take the pressure.
Of course, no matter how difficult it is to do, it must be done. In just over two years, the Equality Society has become deeply entrenched in Bressili and is difficult to remove. If it is left alone for a few more years, I am afraid that it will only leave the government with two
The choice is either to coexist and slowly wait for the other to replace you, or to resist and die together.
"Now the issue of the Equality Society must be resolved first. Without eradicating the Equality Society, we will not be able to carry out other work." Francois emphasized the importance of eradicating the Equality Society. "The follow-up will still be led by Pisel, and Ma
Quill led the guards to assist, and other departments also provided facilities within their capabilities to clear out this force that disrupted stability."
"Before the expedition to Bash, I will definitely eradicate the Equality Society." Pisel promised.
"I will fully cooperate with General Pissel." Guard Captain Maguire said.
Francois remembered something and asked Maguire: "How is the care in the parliament?"
"I sent people to seal off their mansion tightly and banned them from entering and exiting in the name of protecting their safety. At present, they are basically expressing their dissatisfaction to us. However, everything was peaceful last night and there were no more assassinations, which made such voices less
." Maguire reported.
"What happened to the Equality Council last night may have disrupted their arrangements, but this does not mean that they will give up the assassination. From now on, I will not allow those who continue to protect the Council to die, nor will I allow them to escape my control."
." Francois reminded.
"yes."
"In the last one or two months, I will never allow any more mistakes." Francois glanced at the people present coldly, "If any of you make any omissions again and affect the overall layout, you will have to think about the consequences yourself.
"
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North District, Pingdong Association Main Station
Verak didn't know how he got back to the room and lay down, and what happened last night.
He only vaguely remembered the annihilation of the Pingdonghui sub-station. Dozens of cadres in the conference hall of the main station reviewed the entire process overnight after grieving, carefully looking for omissions and hidden dangers, and reporting the same problems immediately.
Notifications were sent to the heads of other sub-stations, requiring them to self-examine the situation and submit complete work reports as soon as possible to avoid tragedies happening one after another.
He had no idea about the follow-up aftermath of the sacrificed comrades or how to inform other comrades of the bad news.
After returning from the conference hall in a daze, he never fell asleep. His lips were dry, his eyes were dull, and he was just thinking about the fragmented scenes without any clue.
He didn't stay in Old Nanyue for a long time, only about two months. But during these two months, he met and guided many like-minded people.
Monroe, Lao Jin, Ruffalo, Boss Xin, Willow, Sara, Yves...
They are all living beings and comrades who have interacted with him, regard him as a role model, and are regarded by him as a new force.
When Colin and Dempsey died because of him, Verak felt tremendous psychological pressure, and often asked himself late at night whether the efforts he had made were worth their efforts.
Hundreds of people have died now.
Not only the comrades of the Equality Association, but also the immigrants who thought that equality would allow them to survive safely, and the local residents who thought that equality would help them gain equal respect.
As their leader, comrade, friend, and hope, Verak, who had had the opportunity to make up for his mistakes, suffered a greater impact.
When Boyne blamed himself to the point of wanting to step down as president, Verak was also wondering if he was worthy of being a leader.
He thought of what Boyin had told him not long ago, that after establishing victory in Lezeinli, he would be assigned the important task of opening up the world.
After something like this happened, do I still have the ability and qualifications?
Verak's heart was in a mess, thinking about all kinds of things.
"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.
He didn't respond at all, just letting the knocking on the door keep ringing.
Not long after, Keating opened the door and walked in. Seeing Verak lying on the bed who had not yet come out, he sighed: "Get up and have some food."
"...You can eat it." Verak made a dry, hoarse voice.
"Morais is right, what we should do is not to forget the sorrow, rather than immersed in it." Keating put the food he brought on the table and sat down, "Things have happened.
Their lives have stopped, but ours has not stopped, the struggle is still going on, right?"
"Yes... I was just thinking... I could have reminded them. After Winston told us that it wouldn't work, I should have understood that our success was just a fluke and would not go far at all. I should be the first
Time will tell them that some people are short-sighted and selfish. Even if they can cooperate, it is definitely not now, let alone have no reservations with them... But I don't..." Verak murmured.
Keating's eyes softened: "Neither did we. We didn't pay attention to this sentence. We were all immersed in the joy of meeting Winston and finding advanced ideas. We also felt that even if Lazerin's success could not be simply copied, the old
The operation of Nanyue has also been successful, and this fact will not change no matter what. Yes, there is no doubt that we were wrong, we overestimated ourselves and underestimated the enemy."
Verak tilted his head, his eyes bloodshot: "Teacher, I don't know what I'm thinking about now. I can't describe the feeling, and my heart is empty..."
"I understand that everyone needs a process of acceptance and a process of coming out." Keating didn't expect Verak to become lively and vigorous immediately. That was impossible. If it did happen, it would only show that Verak was cold and ruthless.
It takes time, and it should take time. I just hope you can come out of it as soon as possible and feel better."
"thank you……"
"We should blame ourselves, but we cannot be directly defeated by self-blame, otherwise all this will be meaningless, and it will not only be them who will be sacrificed, but also us who will become walking zombies." Keating opened the meal box, and the aroma suddenly filled the air.
"Come, eat your food first."
Verak wanted to refuse because he really had no appetite.
But when he saw Keating helping him open the box and prepare the tableware, it was difficult for him to continue lying on the bed in a daze.
He also wanted to cheer up and do something.
"Today's food is good. I specially picked something you like." Keating waited patiently for Verak to get up.
"...Hmm." Verak slowly climbed up and came to the table to sit down.
"Eat slowly," Keating said.
Verak picked up the tableware stiffly: "Teacher, what's going on outside?"
"Now that everyone knows the news, many tasks and work have been put on hold for the time being. Boyin and the others are preparing to hold a mourning meeting the day after tomorrow, as well as follow-up work to compensate the families of the sacrificed comrades."
"Tell me, what can we do?" Verak asked as he forked the food.
"a lot of."
"I mean now, to them."
"What do you think they need from you?"
"I don't know..." Verak mechanically stuffed the food into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it like a machine.
Keating suddenly became more serious: "There is one thing I have never asked you, and I think it's time to ask it today."
"What?" Verak looked at Keating blankly.
"What will happen to you if I die one day?" Keating looked directly at Verak and asked.
Verak's hands holding the cutlery were sluggish, unable to answer Keating's question.
He hasn't thought about this problem, he doesn't dare to think about it, so he doesn't know.
"On the road of revolution, everyone has a narrow escape from death. It is normal for me to die one day. What will you do then?" Keating asked again.
"I..." Verak couldn't say it.
"Will it still be like today, even more sad than today, sad, and unable to do anything?" Keating asked softly with a smile.
Verak said nothing.
"At that time, I will no longer be able to stand by your side and help you untie your knot." Keating kept smiling, wanting Verak to feel his peace, "Is it possible that you want to keep doing this?"
"What will happen to you if I die?" Verak asked.
Keating had long expected that Verak would say this, and he replied simply and firmly: "I will suppress my grief as soon as possible and continue to do the work I should do. Because I know very well that you definitely don't want me to fail.
You will be pleased to see that I am still full of energy and doing meaningful things as usual."
Verak avoided his eyes and resumed eating.
"If I sacrifice myself, I will expect the same from you." Keating continued softly, "The same goes for them."
Verak picked up the rice quickly, as if he was using this method to escape reality.
Keating watched quietly.
Before long, all the food was gone, and Verak had nothing to escape from.
He could feel Keating still looking at him, waiting for his answer.
The two of them just stood in a silent stalemate.
After a long time, Verak looked at Keating: "You are right. If one day I die, I hope that my death will not affect you at all. You will still unswervingly do the great cause and protect the good people."
Build a new world by yourself."
"So you also have to put yourself in our shoes, don't you?" Keating said, "They are as noble as you, they also disregard life and death, and they also hope that their death will not be a drag on their comrades."
"Yeah." Verak nodded.
"I'm telling you what happened after my sacrifice today, not just to give you an analogy so that you can understand it easily." Keating added, "Maybe one day in the future... I will really die, and that's also
Inevitable. I hope you continue on and become the unstoppable leader I expect from you and achieve the expectations we all have."
Verak and Keating looked at each other: "If I sacrifice myself, I hope you will do the same."