Chapter 271 Tragedy Caused by a Bun

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In the past, when people in Ita were too lazy to cook, they would spend a little money to buy some black bread to deal with the meal.

This is a very popular, even cheap food.

But... that was before the war broke out.

Now, the stalemate has been going on for more than ten years. The planet has also been blocked for more than ten years, and food rationing has been implemented for more than ten years.

Most of the Ita people can only survive on the food they used to feed their livestock.

Under such circumstances, the once popular food black bags have become unattainable luxuries. It’s amazing if an average person can eat it three or four times a year.

But...at this moment, when you are still hungry and can't even eat enough food for livestock, you are actually eating black bread?

The cry of this Eta man immediately attracted the attention of the numb people around him.

"You are just eating the black bag! This little beast, you still say that the black bag is not delicious and you want to throw it away! We are all starving to death, and you still dare to throw away the black bag! Where did you get the money? Didn't the head of state say that Rationing is the same for everyone. Why can you waste black bags? We don’t even have enough food for livestock!”

The anger was instantly ignited. Angry people rushed into their home and found half a black bag thrown away in the trash can.

This time, the situation could no longer be controlled.

"Kill them! Beat them to death!"

"Help! Help..."

Within a few moments, those glamorous Eta people stopped making any movement.

The hungry people are like a group of crazy tigers, and all the violence in their hearts has been aroused.

"We need to eat! We need to rest!"

The sound wave centered on this corner of the city and quickly spread to all directions. The eyes of the numb people seemed to suddenly brighten, and they joined the team without thinking.

A large number of military police gathered here, but in corners where people could not see, many military police even quietly took off their uniforms and joined the crowd.

The whole city was boiling.

The figure of the head of state Ruo Minghui appeared on every big screen in the city streets, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Calm down, everyone! Calm down!

Our civilization is being invaded right now! Only by uniting can we defeat the invaders! Once the war is lost, we will all die!

This is a war between different civilizations and different species. We have no room for surrender, and the enemy will not leave prisoners. If we want to survive, we can only unite!

Please rest assured that the Civilization Committee will conduct a thorough investigation..."

Ruo Minghui disappeared before his words ended. Because one of the Itans fired directly at the screen.

People's eyes are full of madness.

"We know we need to be united, we know everything! But why are we the only ones suffering and hungry, but you can have enough to eat all day long, and you can even throw away the black bag!

This is just a low-level official. What about your senior officials?

This is not fair! unfair! "

The long-term interstellar war has squeezed people's spirits to the limit. At this moment, there is only one missing fuse.

Once it breaks out, it will form a terrifying force that can destroy the world. And the most terrifying thing is that this power...has no scruples.

Whatever war, whatever civilization, whatever inheritance, just go away. We only know one thing, we can't afford the black bag, but you waste the black bag at will, this is unfair!

On the remaining large screens that were still intact, Head Ruo Minghui was so anxious that he shed tears: "As long as we persist for another five years, we can wait for reinforcements from the alliance, we can win this war, and we can resume the war." Go back to your old life.

Everyone, please calm down, calm down! Once the factory is destroyed, once the shipyard is destroyed, we are dead, all of us! "

"You are talking nonsense! Those humans just asked you to hand over war criminals, how could they exterminate our civilization? You are obviously afraid of death and afraid of being judged as war criminals, so you want to drag all of us into the water!"

Ruo Minghui said urgently: "The negotiations have broken down. What mankind wants is to destroy our civilization!"

"Nonsense, nonsense! Liar, lie!"

Riots swept through cities and then around the world.

Han Yang instantly noticed the changes that happened to Caixing. He immediately realized that the point of quantitative change to qualitative change that he had been looking forward to... had finally arrived.

At this moment, Han Yang even admired the rulers of the Eta civilization.

They were actually able to let the internal pressure explode after the high-intensity war lasted for more than thirty years.

It's not easy. In other words, it requires high governance skills and sufficient civilizational centripetal force to achieve this.

If he hadn't found a way to delay the arrival of external support from the beginning, he might have allowed the Eta people to persist until the support arrived.

Fortunately, fortunately, nothing went terribly wrong.

At this moment, Han Yang changed his usual slow and unhurried fighting style, and directly dispatched his fleet to attack with all his strength. At the same time, the newly built warships were no longer distributed to other planets, but were all dispatched to Caixing.

On the other planets, the human fleet was also on full alert, trying to prevent other planets from supporting Caixing.

"In war, we must take advantage of your weakness to kill you!"

Han Yang increased the intensity of the attack, and on the other side, the Ita fleet could only do its best to hold on.

On one hand, the external pressure increased, and on the other hand, there were riots everywhere inside. Even if he could not detect it, Han Yang could know that the rulers of Ita must be in a state of panic at this stage.

In the Great Hall of the Ita Civilization Committee, the voice of President Ruo Minghui was already a little hoarse.

"Order, suppress the riot with all your strength, and use hot weapons when necessary..."

The situation has really reached a very critical moment. If there is still a little room for easing, he is unwilling to use hot weapons on the people of his own civilization.

Let's cut the Gordian knot.

"...Yes."

A brutal suppression quickly swept across the entire Caixing. But to everyone's surprise, this brutal suppression not only failed to suppress the riot, but instead added fuel to the fire, making the situation more chaotic.

The people are also getting more angry.

You dare to use violence to defend your own privileges! You would rather use violence than improve our lives!

In space, Han Yang's spy satellites and detection devices clearly captured these changes.

He sneered in his heart.

At this time, on the colorful star, did the privileged class of the Ita civilization use their power for personal gain? When the lower-class people were hungry, did anyone rely on power to seek personal gain? As the people saw, even the black bags were thrown into the trash can?

Of course there were, and there were quite a few. There were even more extreme cases than this.

But, if it is expanded to the entire civilization, is this situation serious?

In Han Yang's opinion, it is not serious. Han Yang can even classify the government system of the Ita Civilization Committee as relatively clean.

Then can't the Ita people feel it?

They can feel it, but they don't believe it. What is the reason for not believing it?

The gap is too big.

The gap before and after the war is really too big. There must be a reason for such a huge gap, right? What is the reason? Of course, it can only be the privileged class that is unscrupulous and infringes on our interests.

But standing on the sidelines, Han Yang can clearly see that the people of Ita actually blamed the officials of Ita wrongly.

The reason for such a huge gap is not because the materials have been embezzled, but because the providers have been lost.

In the past, you could get high salaries for doing easy work, prices were so low, and life was so comfortable. Why? Do you really think that you Ita people are the chosen ones?

Nonsense. The real reason is nothing more than that the dirty and tiring work has been transferred to the solar system.

The most difficult and tiring industrial production is done by humans.

It is humans who have completed the basic supply of materials in your society. It is humans who use their own flesh and blood, and the deaths, injuries and disabilities of tens of millions of people every year, so that your Ita workers can sit in clean and bright offices, give a little order, and basic materials can be produced continuously.

Before the implementation of the Pluto development strategy, were the many aerospace carriers that set sail from the solar system to the Ita galaxy every year really transporting basic industrial products and raw materials?

No, that's not industrial products and raw materials. That's human flesh and blood.

The prosperity of Ita civilization is built on the suffering of human civilization.

You can be so relaxed by sucking human flesh and blood! Every one of you, even the young Ita children, is not innocent!

And now, without human support, coupled with power disasters and wars, the combination of the three has caused your living standards to plummet and fall to the bottom.

The relationship is really not so much with the so-called "corruption" of Ita officials.

Han Yang saw it very clearly. But he didn't care. The more chaotic the Ita people are, the better, and the bigger the trouble, the better.

The cruel war has been going on.

One day, at the Caixing Space Base, a tattered Ita spacecraft finally evacuated from the battlefield, docked in the port and began to repair.

The captain left the battleship angrily and broke into the office of the logistics director directly.

"What kind of shit fuel are you supplying! Do you know that our warships almost couldn't come back because of insufficient purity!

We fought hard on the front line, and you dared to stab us in the back!"

The logistics director's expression was even numb. Obviously, he had been insulted countless times during this period.

He didn't distinguish or argue, and quietly waited for the captain to vent his anger and threatened to beat him up next time. After he left, his expression remained unchanged.

Like a piece of wood.

Time continued to pass.

Three months later, the captain broke into his office again.

"Why haven't our warships been refueled yet? Can you afford to delay the war?!"

The logistics director raised his head sadly.

"We have no fuel supply." (End of this chapter)