Chapter 995: bet

"If you get it, don't hurry up, don't block here, delay people from getting food."
Looking at the somewhat moldy potato in his hand, the young man couldn't believe that this was his ration for the day.
I couldn't help asking, "Didn't there still be a piece of bread yesterday? Why is there only one potato today? How can this make us live?"
The official in charge of distributing food yelled disdainfully: "What nonsense! Why don't you think about it yourself?
If it were not for you refugees, there would be no shortage of food in the city. Now everyone is hungry together. If you have enough to eat, it’s not bad. If you want to pick and choose, get out of here! "
In the face of hunger, all the ugliness of human nature was exposed. The influx of refugees has harmed the interests of the local people. Although the new government is trying its best to suppress the conflicts between the two sides, the conflict between the two sides has never ended. As the situation continues to deteriorate, this contradiction has become increasingly fierce.
Regardless of the changing situation in Paris, the government has changed several times, but the middle and lower-level officials are basically the same people.
Seeing that the new government is about to die again, the bureaucrats have become crazy, as long as they can make money, there is nothing they dare to do.
The first to be unlucky is naturally the foreign refugees. Anyway, these people are helpless, and die in vain, so they are naturally the most bullied.
Don’t the senior officials of the new government really know?
not necessarily!
The enemy is too cunning and directly adopts siege tactics and will not enter the city at all. Even if the new government has a thousand calculations, there is no room for play.
It was originally planned to instigate the soldiers at the bottom of the noble coalition forces, but now they are separated by rows of landmines, and both sides can't connect them.
In this context, if the new government's senior leaders do not want to go to the guillotine, they can only wait for the climax of the revolution.
The food stored in the city is limited. If you want to last longer, you can only reduce the population. The bureaucrats below are doing things that are nonsense, and the high-level government may not be happy to see it happen.
It is darker to figure out that if the refugees do not clashed with the locals, then the people who have no food to eat will have to target the new government with hatred.
People's greed is infinite, and after having tasted the sweetness of scalping and reselling food, they can no longer stop it. It’s not surprising to see this scene in front of you.
"What? Only one potato, is this going to starve us to death!"
"There is only one potato, isn't it because someone swallowed our rations? One potato is going to drive us to death."
"No, I must get bread today!"
...
"Bang, bang, bang..."
The gunshot sounded and the scene fell silent for a moment. In the face of soldiers carrying guns and live ammunition, unorganized refugees can hardly rise up the courage to resist.
"The troublemaker, kill!"
"These free foods are all saved by us one bite at a time. If anyone feels dissatisfied, they can do it, no one will force you!
To get relief food, follow the rules. Not getting enough to eat is your own problem. Now how many people in Paris can eat and everyone is hungry. Why can't you? "
The murderous words of the middle-aged official suppressed the chaotic scene, leaving only a pair of glaring eyes.
There is no right or wrong in the adult world, only pros and cons. Looking around, you can see that most of the refugees who came in the line were young and strong, and it was rare to see the old and the weak. What happened behind this was self-evident.
Everyone is working hard to survive, there is nothing to blame, and no one is much cleaner than anyone. If you want to survive in this troubled world, you can't be ruthless.
...
In the presidential palace, as the leader of the government, Danielle is looking out the window at the moment, with countless sorrows between his brows.
The crisis belonging to Paris has just begun. It is autumn. The main contradiction in Paris is food. After a while, heating will become a new contradiction.
"It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice." Danielle was racking his brains, and could not think of a solution to the shortage of supplies.
If it is before raising the butcher knife to the nobleman, the two sides still have the possibility of compromise. For an intact Paris, the Bourbon dynasty will most likely make deals with them, and it is not difficult to get a preferential treatment.
It's impossible now. In the previous purge, the revolutionary government has taken up the blood of the noble clique. Surrender is a dead end, and only if death is carried on will there be a ray of life.
Although he is reluctant to admit it, the cruel reality tells Danielle that this "line of life" has become more and more illusory.
The expected upsurge of the revolution did not erupt for a long time, and Danielle knew that the revolution had failed again. It's not that they didn't work hard enough, but the enemy is too strong.
From the moment the kingly party reached a compromise, the strengths and weaknesses of both sides were doomed. There is the European Union behind the Bourbons, and there is nothing behind their height.
Even the United States, which was inclined to them, is now unable to withstand the pressure of the European Union to provide support to them at this time.
"Boom boom boom..."
The knock on the door rang Danielle back to reality, and said slowly: "Come in!"
The young man gasped and said: "Mr. Danielle, our negotiations with the enemy have failed. They refused to open a hole and let the people out of the city because they were worried that we were pretending to be refugees."
"Got it!"
Danielle answered indifferently. It seems that this is just a trivial matter, not worthy of consideration at all.
This is also expected. Politics is cruel, and the restoration of the Bourbon dynasty is imminent. Naturally, he is unwilling to sprawl at this time.
Opening an opening to release the refugees out of the city may not seem like a big problem, but in fact it is asking for trouble. I won't talk about it with millions of mouths, the key is to increase the risk of restoration failure.
There are millions of people in Paris. Keeping these people in the city, you will be able to overwhelm the revolutionary government in a few months. Without doing anything, the Bourbon dynasty can lie down and win.
If these people are released, all the material crisis in the city will be solved. Then I don’t have to say, I can only fight the revolutionary party.
I won’t mention the painful price. The question is, will the refugees be grateful to the Bourbons?
the answer is negative.
People's hearts are complicated, and perhaps everyone will be grateful at first. But this kind of gratitude will not last, and soon everyone will turn into hatred due to a series of problems of delayed resettlement and insufficient material supply.
Coupled with the instigation of the revolutionary party, maybe there will be an anti-hunger uprising outside the city. Similar things have never happened in human history.
If you really want to let the refugees leave, the revolutionary government had done it as early as the beginning of the civil war, and there was no need to wait until now.
If the aristocratic coalition immediately launches a siege upon arrival, then refugees are the best cannon fodder, which can be used to consume the enemy's strength.
As an ultra-idealist, in the eyes of Danielle, as long as he can realize his ideals, everything can be sacrificed, including his own wealth and life, let alone a group of refugees?
After a pause, Danielle added: "Myron, let me know to start the backup plan. At this stage, I can't take care of that much."
The young man's face changed drastically, and he hesitated: "Mr. Danielle, do you really want to do this? The enemy may not be fooled. If the enemy does not come, then..."
"Nothing in case!"
"Either live or die. This is a gamble. If France wins the gamble, it is an ideal country without oppression and exploitation; the gamble loses..."
At this point, Danielle's words stopped abruptly. If the bet is lost, they are all dead, so naturally they don't need to know what will happen next.
...
"Hand over the food, or you will be killed!"
"boom!"
The middle-aged men who were surrounded preemptively launched an attack. At this time, food is life, and it is impossible to fight to survive.
A similar scene is staged every day in the streets of Paris. In the face of hunger, nature's most instinctive survival of the fittest is presented.
The police, who was supposed to maintain order, gradually withdrew from everyone's sight at some point. Except for the official gathering area and the main street, they are almost invisible in other areas.
In order to survive, more and more people began to cling together. Gangs of black forces have emerged one after another, and various vicious crimes of robbery, rape, and murder have emerged one after another.
The government's indifference finally aroused public dissatisfaction. The anti-hunger movement sprouted from refugee camps and soon spread to the workers and citizens of Paris.
On October 21, 1893, a massive anti-hunger march broke out in Paris, and the shouts of the people were passed directly to Carlos's headquarters outside the city.
Whether to initiate a siege has once again become the focus of dispute among the nobles.