If the failure of the air confrontation only ended the US side's back-up plan to further expand the food crisis in Belgrade, then the unprecedented tough measures taken simultaneously by SRBIJA officials truly ended the opponent's plan in SRBIJA.

A large number of businessmen who maliciously hoarded grain were arrested, a large number of troops participated in the transportation and security of grain from the region to the capital, official price guidance was released, and the news media took turns to report that the Ugly EA-18 was shot down, the F-35 was captured, and state-owned enterprises

In addition, Chinese-funded enterprises in Serbia participated in emergency road repairs and water transportation guarantees, and even farmers in the region were mobilized to participate in the production of small packaged grains.

Compared with the Chinese official, srbija's organizational ability is still not a little bit worse. After this series of actions, the mobilization rate is actually less than 30%, but even this 30% mobilization is enough for srbija.

The food crisis, which was not too serious in the first place, has been solved.

The most violent reaction to this scene was from Asian countries. They saw with their own eyes the large amounts of grain that Serbia had seized from the warehouses of various grain merchants in the news, and saw with their own eyes the huge flow of funds in those accounts.

The person behind the scenes to whom the funds are directed.

All these facts forced them to consider something they had never considered before:

What if the so-called food crisis is indeed controlled by someone?

What if this is just a strategy of the Western Alliance to harvest China and itself with the help of the four major grain merchants?

Then from what perspective should I look at this matter, and from what standpoint should I take to deal with this crisis that is obviously not over yet?

The answer, it seems, is not that easy to obtain.

But getting caught up in the fight between two behemoths is definitely not a wise choice.

Even if you don't take sides, you should stay out of it rationally.

As a result, under such circumstances, the pressure of public opinion faced by Huaxia dropped sharply. Just overnight, those voices clamoring for Huaxia to release the grain reserves disappeared without a trace, because they clearly saw that even in the

When Sribija faced such a major crisis, China did not choose to help them solve their predicament through food aid.

What they did was more extreme and more effective.

Neither food nor money is given out.

Fire the gun!

This seems to be a signal and an invitation.

SRBIJA's success is like a flag erected. As long as they cast themselves under this flag, they will get a chance to earn their own lives.

Who would refuse to earn his own life?

On this day, in many countries and in many buildings across the continent, the thoughts of all kinds of people suddenly came to life.

.......

Srbija, Belgrade, central prison.

La Zirou entered a small independent visiting room under the guidance of the guards, and sitting opposite her was none other than Delemmons, whom she had met before.

The latter no longer had that relaxed and indifferent expression at this time, but when facing La Zirou, he still tried his best to maintain his demeanor.

After the two sat down face to face, Delemons looked at La Zirou with a smile and said:

"Beautiful lady, this is our second meeting. I didn't expect to see you in such a scene."

"Unfortunately, my image may be a bit sloppy today. If it were published in the newspaper, wouldn't it be ugly?"

La Zirou also smiled and nodded, and replied:

"If you want, we can use your old photo - the one in a suit and looking high-spirited."

Delemons smiled bitterly, shook his head and replied:

"It's no longer necessary. No matter what kind of clothes I wear now, it's impossible to change my image in the eyes of the public. My business career has come to an end."

"Maybe after I am released from prison, I should return to my hometown in Vojvodina and become an honest farmer."

"This is not to brag to you. In fact, I am very talented in farming, and it was through the harvests that I finally reached my current position - I mean the position before entering prison.

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"This land raised me...she raised me well."

Hearing his words, La Zirou sighed with emotion, and then said:

"However, you have betrayed the land that raised you."

Delemmons nodded heavily, but then shook his head.

He stretched out his hand and asked for a cigarette from the guard on the side. After obtaining La Zirou's consent, he lit it and took a deep breath before speaking:

"At the time, I didn't think it was a betrayal."

"Why? You helped other countries attack your own country's food market, leaving your compatriots without food. You even knew that the other country would threaten war but did not report it. Do you still think this is not betrayal?"

There was a look of disbelief in La Zirou's eyes. She really couldn't understand the thoughts of the man in front of her.

After a pause, she added:

"If it were in my country, your behavior would be considered treason."

Delemmons sighed and replied:

"Of course, of course. Even in Srbija, what I committed was treason."

"But when I did those things, I didn't realize that it was treason."

"You know, I am a very idealistic person. I am keen on reading international news, thinking about the international situation, and exploring the future of this country. To put it more noblely, sometimes I wonder how I can make my compatriots live better.

Better."

"So the result of your thinking is to deprive your compatriots of food?"

La Zirou interrupted without mercy.

"Of course not."

"The result of my thinking is that our country cannot become an island."

"Beautiful lady, you also know what kind of situation our country is in now. We are standing on the front line of confrontation, isolated from all allies by the enemy, and if we are not careful at all, we will face a cruel war.

"

"Twenty years ago, I was a member of the war that I personally experienced - to be honest, such a war was terrible."

"Those planes were flying around in the sky, dropping thousands of life-harvesting bombs, but we had no power to fight back."

"We lost a lot of people. In the beginning, I hated those enemies, just like any other compatriot in this country."

"But gradually, I realized one thing, that is, in this world, only the strong can survive."

"They are strong, so they can do evil on our territory arbitrarily; they are strong, so they don't have to apologize for any mistakes they make; they are strong, so they can be forgiven easily after doing evil."

"So I thought, can we become such a strong person?"

"The answer is, no. We can only rely on the strong."

"This is probably a kind of Stockholm syndrome, right? Miss, are there such people in your country?"

Hearing his words, La Zirou was stunned for a moment.

She wanted to answer Delemons confidently "no", but in fact, in her own country, there were not only such people, but many.

Treat the enemy as the master, the perpetrator as the manager, and treat violence as punishment... She has never known how to evaluate this kind of behavior, but today, in DeLemons, she seems to see it

Got the answer.

These people may not be born slaves.

They just have softer bones.

No one's physique can be generalized. Under heavy pressure, some people still stand tall, but some have to kneel down.

Should they be blamed?

----No, but the premise is that after kneeling down, they cannot clamor for others to kneel down too.

Thinking of this, La Zirou nodded slightly, and then replied:

"We also have people like this."

"But there are more of us who will use their lives to hold up the sky."

Delemmons nodded slightly and replied:

"Yes, this is your luck... Your country is always well protected by some great heroes, but what about us? We don't have such heroes, so..."

"No, you are quibbling."

La Zirou interrupted Delemons again, and then said without mercy:

"Your country has never lacked heroes. You have Karagiorgio, you have Tito, and even further, you have Grand Duke Lazar... I don't know much about your history, but

I know that you are definitely not short of heroes."

"Taking a step back, even if there aren't, as long as we fight to the end, there will always be heroes emerging. This is no reason at all for you to surrender to the enemy."

There was a somewhat miserable expression on Delemons' face. He looked straight at La Zirou, and then asked:

"Do you think we have the ability to fight to the end?"

"Of course you can say this without any difficulty, because your country has grown up in struggle for thousands of years. You have failed, risen, and fallen, but in the end you have regained what belongs to you."
To be continued...