Chapter 648: A Small Military Parade! (Fourth Update! Making up for the Chapter I Owed in October.)

The person speaking on the radio was a female voice. It was a standard broadcasting tone. The voice was rich and clear. Once you heard it, you knew it was an old business for many years.

Then there was the voice of a veteran businessman, who was calmly talking about this outrageous news, so outrageous that the whole world should be crying.

Serbia, a place that can actually be related to industry, can actually be related to hypersonic missiles?

He Qingyang twitched the corner of his mouth and asked someone to slow down the car. Then he heard the following words:

[The Prime Minister of Serbia announced that Serbia will hold a small military parade...]

After hearing the whole news, he didn't know what to say.

If it were Huaxia and it followed its own habits, it would first hide these things and not let anyone know about them.

However, some news will be released secretly, for no other reason than to scare.

Wait until those people are really ready to make a move, then pull this thing out and make the final decision.

But after thinking about it, he shook his head slightly.

That's Serbia, not China.

Your own ideas don't fit the other person's actual situation, so don't talk nonsense.

While he was thinking, the car had returned to the family home. The driver parked the car at the door. Lin Yu got out of the car with a smile on his face, opened his arms and walked towards the figure standing in front of the family home.

Looking at the students leaving, He Qingyang sighed, turned around and asked the driver to move on.

At the same time, 7,500 kilometers to the west, there is the small mining town of Plevlia on the border of Serbia and Montenegro.

In the west of the small town, in an ordinary-looking Orthodox church, Montenegro Prime Minister Hadvaci and Serbian Prime Minister Nenadovic sat opposite each other.

There was a cup of black tea in front of both of them, and both of them gently stirred the tea with their spoons, looking careless and thoughtful at the same time.

For a moment, the only sound in the church was the clanging of stainless steel spoons and porcelain cups. It was nice, but not that nice.

After a long time, Nenadovic raised his head, looked at the person opposite him with stern eyes, and asked: "Hadvaci, has the relationship between Montenegro and Serbia really reached an irreversible point?"

"..." The person opposite fell into silence, without raising his eyes, and just continued to stir the tea cup with a spoon.

The sound of ding-ding-ding continued for a long time, and when Nenadovic felt that he should get up and leave, Hardwa wizard finally spoke:

"Prime Minister Nenadovich, please allow me to call you this. As an outstanding politician, you should know very well that there is a saying that you cannot help yourself."

"When Yugoslavia disintegrated, Montenegro was left destitute and destitute. We wanted to survive, so we chose to ally with Serbia."

"Now, we have just reached another point of choice, and this time, we choose to leave Serbia and join NATO and the European Union."

"What's more, even if Montenegro joins NATO and the EU, it does not mean that we will become life-and-death enemies."

"If we don't separate now, the hatred between us will only get worse due to the interference of America and their allies."

"We can still reconcile now. We can just separate and still maintain some decency."

"If we wait until the day when the hatred between the two races becomes irreconcilable, they will really become enemies of life and death."

"I, Hardvaci, can promise you here that our two countries are separated from each other, but we will not cut off Serbia's access to the sea."

"You, Serbia, can still import and export goods through Montenegro, and you can get corresponding fee reductions."

"This is our condition."

After Hardwach finished speaking, the person opposite did not respond directly. Instead, he lowered his head and kept stirring the tea cup with a spoon.

After a long time, Nenadovich, who was sitting opposite, spoke again and asked softly:

"What do we need to do?"

As soon as he said this, Hardwach's eyes lit up, he picked up the black tea cup in his hand and held it out, casually saying: "We need to put on a show!"

bite!

The two cups touched each other, then moved away from each other. He brought the tea cup to his mouth and took a sip. Then Nenadovich asked:

"What play? Has the script been written?"

"Of course the script is written!" As he said that, Hardwach took out a small notebook from his pocket. The notebook was only the size of a palm and had a red cover. On the cover was a gold-plated sickle, hammer and Lenin's head.

Pushing this thing in front of Nenadovich, he waited until the other party picked up the notebook and flipped through it, then he said:

"We want to join NATO and the EU. Once we join, we can get their preferential policies."

“Get enough loans from them to build Montenegro.”

“And the sooner we get these incentives, the sooner we can build Montenegro.”

"Similarly, you need to go to sea from us, and good infrastructure can also make you more comfortable."

"In order for NATO and the EU to allow us to join earlier, we need to show our value and give them a sense of crisis."

"In our original plan, the so-called crisis was actually planning a riot and letting pro-Serbian people plan a riot."

"Finally, it's up to you to make a strong move and prepare to take over Montenegro."

"But it's all just showmanship."

"The risks are great, but the rewards..."

Hadvach stopped talking, took a sip from the teacup, and then laughed bitterly.

"The risk is great, but the benefits are not necessarily great, so this plan has not been implemented."

"But now, you have obtained hypersonic missiles and enough anti-aircraft missiles, and you are also planning to hold a small-scale military parade. This is just right. You can choose to abandon this plan and change to a new one."

"The content of the new plan is that after a simple military parade, you are going to deploy three sets of anti-aircraft missiles and five hypersonic missiles to Montenegro in the name of the coalition government, and your attitude is very firm."

"Then on our side, the top leaders are divided at this time, thinking I want to continue to live with you, and on the other hand, I am more determined to be independent, but the idea of ​​continuing to live with you is stronger, so I suppressed all the ideas of wanting independence. "

"When these things are spread out, NATO and the EU will be anxious and will definitely increase their promises."

"If the effect is good, we can even join directly."

"If the effect is not good, it will take at most two years."

"I just don't know if you are willing to help me with this."

After telling all his plans and ideas, Hardwach closed his mouth, lowered his head, and continued to stir the teacup in his hand with a spoon.

He has told everything about himself. Now, he just needs to see if the ex-husband on the other side is willing to help.

Although it is a bit immoral, but...

It is difficult for two ethnic groups with different cognitions to get together in political ideas and life. Instead of continuing to mix together, it is better to let go early.

Then take advantage of the ambiguous period to go to the next family to get something, so that the future life will be more comfortable.

Amid the clanging sound, Nenadovich suddenly said, "That's not enough. If it's just this plan, your weight is not enough."

"I'll give you a suggestion. When we hold a small military parade, you should send two delegations, one to China and one to Russia."

"Go openly, blatantly, as high-profile as possible, let the whole world know that you went to China and Russia, and you are not on good terms with Serbia."

"But you have to declare to the outside world that this time you went to China to ask China to help mediate for the sake of old friends, so that the two countries can continue to be peaceful and the alliance can continue."

"You don't even need to meet specific people, just spread all the news, and NATO and the EU will come to you."

"And we will proceed with your plan as usual."

"Move faster, and the results will be known in two or three months."

"What do you think?" After blurting out the last sentence, Nenadovich slowly raised his head and looked at the opposite side with burning eyes.

Stared at by his burning eyes, Hadvar held the teacup in both hands, thought for a long time, and nodded vigorously.

The next second, Nenadovich's cup was brought to him.

Looking at the cup with only half of the tea left and the bright eyes of the person opposite, Hadvar raised the cup and gently touched it.

…………

That afternoon, a plane took off from Podgorica and flew to Istanbul, then turned in Istanbul and continued to the east.

Belgrade.

At night, after several hours of turbulence, Nenadovich returned to Belgrade and synchronized the relevant intelligence as soon as possible.

The senior military and administrative officials sat together, and finally chose to let go, complete the plan, and earn greater benefits.

With ideas in mind, a group of people's attention was cast on February 1, the day after tomorrow.

"We won't make it complicated. If we make it too complicated, the Americans will probably take advantage of it. So the parade route will just go around the road around the Federal Building."

"No, no, no! We can't be timid at this time. We must show our momentum. I think we should start from the front of the Chinese Embassy in the former Yugoslavia, go straight along that road, and finally reach the main road in the city center, then turn east, go around the river, and finally return to the starting point. What do you think?"

The speaker's hand turned around on the map. The range was large and the momentum was strong.

But there was a big problem.

That is, this route is too long, a full 8 kilometers.

The 8-kilometer parade route requires more security personnel, and if there is a problem in one place on this 8-kilometer route, the rest of the places may also have problems.

The most important point is that Belgrade cannot allocate enough personnel to be responsible for the security and tourist guidance of this 8-kilometer route in a short period of time.

After some calculations by the logistics officer, the group of people finally gave up the idea and chose to go around the Federal Building.

The route of this circle is 4 kilometers, there are no high-rise buildings around, the sight is good, the road is wide, the security pressure is not great, and it is easy for tourists to visit.

The plan was determined, and Nenadovich began to assign tasks according to the calculations of the logistics officer.

Ten minutes later, the group of people dispersed, leaving only Nenadovich.

After a busy day, the road outside the South Building was full of colorful flags.

The corresponding intersections were also divided by obstacles, dividing this area into separate areas.

At 9 am on February 1, the military parade officially began.

Serbia's army is small, so only the Guard Brigade stationed in Belgrade participated in the parade.

It's not even the entire Guard Brigade, because the Guard Brigade is also responsible for today's on-site security.

In the end, only two guard battalions participated in the parade.

In addition to these two guard battalions, there is also a battalion from Montenegro.

Although the two sides are splitting up, at the official level, the two sides have not completely torn their faces apart and still belong to the same republic.

Under the attention of the public, the three battalions took trucks to the scene, and behind the convoy was the focus of this parade.

20 trucks transporting hypersonic missiles and 10 sets of air defense missiles.

The vehicles taken by the people in the first three battalions were trucks from Russia. The shape of the trucks looked very rough, with a rough beauty.

The hypersonic missile trucks and the air defense missile convoy that appeared later exuded a refined atmosphere.

At a glance, the age gap between the front and rear convoys is at least 50 years.

The Serbs and Montenegrins who were watching on the road were very sad at first, but after seeing these very different trucks appear, they were only excited and happy.

These people held up the small flags in their hands, waved them desperately, shouted loudly, and tried their best to vent the resentment in their hearts.

Amid these shouts, there were also some old people who were wearing messy clothes that looked like they were just put together.

And the common point among them was that these clothes had two bullet holes or patches more or less.

Their voices were louder and louder than others.

Even though their bodies were no longer in their prime, they were still roaring with all their strength.

Want to roar out the anger in their hearts!

After Joseph's death, they have been holding back that anger, and now it has been 24 years!

Most of them have gone through two 24 years, and a few have gone without the next 24 years.

They don't want to wait, they just want to roar at this moment, let out their own howls, and let the world hear their voices.

The cheers were like waves, one louder than the other.

In the open space in front of the Federal Building, Nenadovich stood on the stage, holding the microphone tightly with trembling hands.

He was also angry, but that anger was slightly relieved after seeing the vehicles in front of him.

It also made his tense nerves relax a little at this moment.

Listening to those voices, he put the microphone to his mouth and shouted loudly:

"My compatriots! Cheer!"

"From today on, we will no longer be threatened!"