Romanian Eagle

While Eder plans for Romania's future, neighboring Ukraine is in turmoil.

Inside the Independence Palace on Khreshchatyk Street in Kyiv, an impassioned speech is going on.

"The army of the Reds is threatening the safety of Ukraine. They have formed an army in Eastern Ukraine to prevent the unification of the regime. Not only are they depriving the farmers of the last grain of food they have, they are filling the army with women for them to vent. They are like Like locusts swept across most of Russia, food was taken away, factories were taken over, priests were killed. These red plagues will not spare Ukraine, and we must stand up to prevent the tragedy from happening.”

On the high platform, General Denikin spoke passionately about the brutality of Soviet Russia.

In the audience, Ukrainian officials, priests and capitalists gathered together and silently listened to the commander-in-chief of South Russia's accusations against Soviet Russia. For the Soviet-Russian army, Ukrainian upper-level personnel have long known about it. Looking at the people present, President Korbachev, Prime Minister Morakov, and Speaker of Parliament Mikral all sat in the first row and listened to the speech attentively. Absolutely good listeners.

It's not that the three of them agree with Denikin's words very much. Looking at the Belarusian officers and soldiers standing around the hall with guns, they can see why there are so many good listeners.

Speaking of the current situation in Ukraine, Eder also bears part of the responsibility. Since the Romanian army wiped out nearly half of the Ukrainian army, this also caused the southern Russian army who attacked Moscow Denikin commander to retreat and enter Ukraine faster.

In the face of more than 100,000 Belarusian troops, the Ukrainian army, which is basically composed of recruits, was completely unable to stop it. Therefore, the Belarusian army, who had no benefit in the face of the Soviet Russian army, regained confidence in the face of the Ukrainian army. With a single blow, the Ukrainian government army was completely unable to stop it, and even the three main Ukrainian authorities did not escape. That's why this donation meeting was held.

Denikin felt that what he had said was almost the same, and glanced at the three Ukrainian authorities who were close at hand, and immediately made them clapped more cheerfully. President Mikral even spoke up about it. "The general is right, the red molecules are cancer cells, and they will destroy the civilized world."

President Mikral's words made Denikin feel that the heat was almost over, so he waved his hand and said: "We have a duty to resist the invasion of the red elements. As a soldier, I only know how to fight, so the rear can only be handed over to you. At present, our army has traveled thousands of miles and lacks doctors and medicines, which makes the soldiers unable to put their minds down and fight the enemy. So I need a batch of supplies to calm the hearts of the army. "

Denikin finally said jokingly: "You don't want to see the soldiers on the front line being shaken because of the lack of supplies."

The people present still didn't understand what he was thinking, and they all shook their heads to indicate that they didn't want to.

Someone in the field even expressed their loyalty: "General, please rest assured, we will do our best to ensure the supply of the army, even if it costs me my last kopeck."

As soon as I heard this, I knew that it must have been arranged in advance. Whoever is stupid can give all his belongings to support these Russian government troops. Therefore, except for a limited number of people, everyone present sat silently on the chairs. Compared with the lively scene before, this is a little embarrassing.

Denikin turned a blind eye to this, and it seemed that he experienced this scene a lot. Taking a list out of his pocket, Denikin continued: "Of course it's impossible to spend all your belongings. In order to prevent everyone from donating too much and affecting their own lives, I prepared a list in advance. Everyone No matter how much materials you donate, you can make the best use of them. Of course, this is a voluntary principle, and I won't say anything more if it is not enough. Finally, in order to avoid causing everyone to work too much, it is good that our army is responsible for transportation and inventory. "

Denikin's words made everyone present look bad. It is said to be the principle of voluntariness. Look at the heavily armed Russian officers and soldiers in the back. Are you voluntary? The Russians all think they are robbers, and they also send people to be in charge of monitoring, euphemistically called inventory. Is there someone who is guarding someone else's house to check the supplies?

"Okay, I'll read the list next."

"Mr. Dotovsky, three thousand two hundred tons of grain, three hundred tons of meat."

Dotovsky, whose name was pronounced, was a famous grain merchant in Kyiv. Even he, after hearing such a large amount, turned pale and even wanted to say something. But seeing the Russian officers and soldiers who were staring fiercely at him behind him, he swallowed again.

"Mr. Barques, two thousand tons of grain, one hundred and one hundred tons of hay, and two hundred and forty horses."

"Mr. Monks, two thousand tons of grain, sixty-seven trucks."

"Mr. Monat..."

As Denikin uttered his name one by one, everyone whose name was pronounced looked bad, and everyone's heart was bleeding. The materials on the list are almost half of all the belongings. This is a complete robbery.

But in the end you want money or not.

I saw that when he read one of them, he probably felt too painful, and he got up again and defended. "I don't have so many things at home, can I have less."

Everyone present knew each other. This was a businessman who ran a hardware business in Cherkassy, ​​and his name was Anderson. He was a Jew. Those who knew him knew that he was usually a little stingy.

Denikin stopped reading the list and asked him with a bad expression. "Really not enough?"

I don't know what this Anderson was thinking, so he followed the words and replied, "It's really not enough."

Denikin waved his hand and said, "Forget it, send this gentleman out."

Before the man could understand, two soldiers, three big and five thick, stepped forward to support him and walked towards the door. Looking at the movements of the soldiers around him, Anderson, who understood it, quickly shouted: "I remembered, the list is enough."

Denikin's voice was deaf to Anderson's loud cry, and his eyes wandered back and forth in the venue. The people he saw didn't dare to look at him, and couldn't help lowering their heads.

Anderson shouted and was dragged out all the way, but no one dared to intercede. It didn't take long for an officer to walk in, and a careful person noticed fresh blood on his trouser legs. The results were chilling and depressing, and the results were really unexpected.

I saw him, the officer, reporting to Denikin loudly: "Report to General, Mr. Anderson died in a car accident after he walked out of the door."

After Denikin nodded to indicate that he knew, he said calmly, "Mr. Anderson was too careless, it really makes me sad."

This remark made many people feel cold and gloomy, and it also dispelled many people's luck.

The next donation meeting went surprisingly smoothly, and everyone had no opinion on the share designated by Denikin. This will set a new record for Ukraine, and there is no more bullshit to make everyone blush, it is perfect.

After the meeting, of course, everyone went home under the escort of the White Russian Army.

After returning to his home, Prime Minister Morakov was very angry. The face of the Ukrainian government was ripped off by Denikin mercilessly. Now he regrets taking over the post of prime minister very much. If I knew this was the case, why did he come here from Vinnitsa? This Prime Minister is not right.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but weigh the gains and losses. After all, he wouldn't be able to get a job like Prime Minister if it weren't for his chance.

After thinking about it, he finally sighed, he was really not destined to be the prime minister, and called a servant who was deeply trusted by him.

"Kyiv can't stay anymore. Morris will go back to his hometown of Vinnitsa in a while. Let the people in your hometown prepare and prepare to take us back in secret."

Morris has been Morakov's playmate since he was a child. Many of my own affairs that are not on the road have been handed over to him properly. And after he came to Kyiv as prime minister, Morris, who was a confidant, was of course brought by him.

In the face of Morakov's orders, Morris knew the seriousness of this matter, and still wanted to go home in secret. So his face tightened, and he nodded cautiously to show that he knew.

After sending Maurice away, Morakov called another servant. "Go and call Ji Kele for me, and say I'll invite him to dinner."

"Yes, sir."

In fact, Morakov wasn't the only one planning to leave this place of right and wrong. President Kolbachev and Parliament Speaker Mikral are both looking for their own way out. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Ukraine cannot even stop the White Russian army, let alone the more powerful Red Russia. Then, leaving this place of right and wrong is the best choice.

Interestingly, like Morakov's choice, Western Ukraine, which is still under Romanian occupation, has become the number one choice for the two. After all, they have either the president or the head of parliament on their heads. If they leave the land of Ukraine, who can use them as dishes. Unless absolutely necessary, no one wants to seek refuge in other countries.

Eder, who is far away in Bucharest, has no idea about the thoughts of the three Ukrainians. Now he is busy with the government to prepare to receive supplies from the German army.

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