Chapter Ninety-Six: Preparing for War (Part II)
Since I need manpower, I can only go to those who are not good with the earl. Ke Qiman and those people can't be found, from here to the present, for Ke Qiman's gang, trust has almost all the way down, that is to say, more and more distrust, I am afraid that if this continues, I will put them in the scope of the enemy.
I immediately contacted Milic, who now basically treats us as her own. The reality is true, no matter what Milk and I think, but we can at least see that we are definitely not one of the Keemans. And for Kostic behind Milic, this is undoubtedly the most important, and perhaps for him, the biggest enemy now is not the Albanians in Kosovo or even NATO, but Kochiman, the so-called own people.
MiriΔ quickly agreed to my request, and he came to me a day later. It was the abandoned barracks here, he looked at the barracks that had been turned into a construction site, looked at me and said, "Such a big movement, aren't you afraid that others will know what you want to do?" β
"Afraid! Of course I'm afraid. But I got out on the news that my station was really unsafe and that I was going to move here. Of course, pack up. Do you see that I have sent someone to live in the current station? I'm afraid when the Earl will suddenly come to the door. So I had to move and stay away from him. I said.
"Oh. . . I see. Miliche said and looked at me and said, "You know what? FastiΔ and the others know that you are doing this, and they all think that you are not capable of holding this place, and they want you to change your station. β
"Fastich? The guy who is unreliable when he sees the real chapter? Isn't he afraid that the Count will come to him for trouble? Who else are they but him? I asked.
"Jojic and Petkovic. On the contrary, Ke Qiman did not speak this time, neither expressing his agreement with their views, nor openly opposing them. Milic said.
"Huh? Did Keqiman negotiate something with the Earl? Didn't you hear anything from there? I asked.
Mirich shook her head and looked a little depressed and said, "No." The devil knows what they talked about. I got the news that after the NATO guys arrived, they were already on the lookout. Then the NATO gang proposed that everyone should sit down and talk, and that there would be no good results if the fight continued, and stressed that since they themselves came, they would not watch the two sides continue to fight. That is to say, if Ke Qiman and they don't listen to persuasion and continue to fight, they will deal with Ke Qiman and them together with the earl. β
I nodded, judging from the results of our later reconnaissance in the Earldom, this Eastern Battalion of NATO was there to help the Count. "And then everyone starts negotiating?"
"Yes. The people from NATO, the Count, and Kochiman talked for almost an hour. Then the NATO men got out of the way and let Kochiman and them retreat with the bodies of the dead and the wounded. What exactly was agreed between them, Koqiman did not announce, and it is estimated that only FastiΔ and Jojic and a few of their important subordinates know. β
"I see." When I thought about it, it didn't seem easy. A thing that can't be shown casually is problematic in itself, and it seems that what they negotiated between them is more likely to be cooperation, otherwise how would Fastich and Jojic want to exchange it back? The first is that they don't have to worry about the Count coming to the door. "What about the damage they suffered in this attack on the Earl? Is it big? I asked.
"Ke Qiman's losses are bigger." Speaking of this, Milic looked a little proud, "Of the three of them, Ke Qiman has lost the most. More than fifty people were killed and more than twenty wounded. Although the total number is not large, it is the most effective manpower under Ke Qiman. The second loser was Jojic. Milic looked at me as she said, "Didn't expect that, did you?" Jojic had the most deaths, and although I don't think they were as valuable as Kochiman's, if you look at them purely numerically, Jojic lost sixty or seventy men, of whom more than ten were wounded. β
"Joich." I thought for a moment and said, "That day, I saw that Joic's team was more than 100 people, and he was so desperate? β
"Yes. The one who lost the least was FastiΔ, hehe. Milic smiled disdainfully at Fastic, "Thirty or so people have been lost. Sometimes I think about it, he is also a skill, in the fight to the death, to protect himself, and in the team and the whole battle situation will not be defeated because of his passive avoidance of battle, this is undoubtedly a very superb skill. β
"Then Ke Qiman doesn't hate him?" I asked.
Miriqi shrugged her shoulders and said, "I don't know. Anyway, I can't see anything at the moment. Jojic seems to be unhappy with Fastic. β
"Hey... Don't talk about that. Let's get someone to help me complete the project. I sighed. I don't want to know about these problems within this armed group, but sometimes I have to know something, but every time I understand it, I have a plan to stay away from this group, and it becomes stronger and stronger, and I think one day this feeling will change, that is, it will become a desire to attack this group of people and make them completely stop.
"Okay. Then we'll go to them and see if they can provide the manpower to help you build the city of Rome. Mirich said and motioned for me to get in the car with him, "I've already contacted a few of them." You talk to them after you go there, and I think they'll be able to help somewhat. By the way, you have to say hello to your people. I guess you'll not be back until after the evening. β
So I explained to the people and got into the car with Milic, and we drove all the way in the direction of Serbia. After about two hours of driving, we came to a farmstead-like place.
There were sentries on the way to the farmstead, but the sentries didn't check us very closely, for when we drove in front of them, Bunotz was already beside them.
Milic opened the door and let Bunotz get in with him. At this time, Bunotz was wearing a blue repairman-like overalls, and his temperament was different from that of wearing camouflage and carrying a gun before, and he was now more like a working worker than the leader of an armed group.
"Welcome to my Peace Farm." Bunotz smiled and shook my hand as he got into the car.
I looked outside, there were men and women, all busy, and everyone seemed relaxed and happy. When I say relaxed, I don't mean it's work, it's psychological. The people here don't see that they are still going through war, and the whole farm doesn't want to be a place close to the chaos of the border. Except for the sentry posts on the periphery of the farm, and some guard towers, I can't see too many people with weapons on their backs, which is very different from the Earl's feeling, in short, the Earl's is more like survival, and here people seem to be not only pursuing survival, but more in the pursuit of life, the pursuit of quality of life. There are poultry, cattle and pigs, and the place is quite large. This suddenly reminds me of a description of a peaceful and happy life by our ancients, "The sound of chickens and dogs is heard in the traffic." β
Soon, the car was guided by Bunotz to a stop next to what looked like a farmhouse. MiriΔ and I followed Bunotz into the farmhouse. As soon as I entered the room, there was a burst of aroma of food, meat, and milk. I feel like I haven't smelled anything like this in a long time. A large amount of saliva was secreted in his mouth, and then his stomach also had abnormal peristalsis.
"Vukovic and Trovic have arrived. It just so happens that we have a new cheese and pork chops, so let's try them too. Bunotz smiled and invited us into the house.
There's no reason to refuse.,It's almost time for dinner.,and... The taste is so tempting... As Chinese, who can put aside such a great thing as eating?
Vukovic and Trovic are already eating at the table. Milic and I sat down as Bunotz had arranged, and a large piece of cheese and a pork chop were brought to me, along with some slices of meat that I didn't know what they were.
"We made it all ourselves. Try it, it should be good. Bunotz pointed to the plate in front of me.
I glanced at the other guys, and they were all already eating. And judging by the sounds and expressions they make ... I started eatingγγγγγ
After a satisfying lunch, far beyond my expectations, a few of us began to discuss my incident. First of all, I told them about my situation, including my vision and what I wanted to achieve. After they listened, Bunotz looked at me and said, "How many people do you need?" β
I thought for a moment and said, "It's better to have twenty or thirty people." It's better to also
I have to hurry up if I can get some engineering equipment or something. β
"Equipment?" Bunotz looked at Vukovic and said: "After all these years of war, the things that should have have have been treated as garbage and have fallen into disrepair and useless, and now it is much less difficult for us to find guns that can only be used than to find other equipment that can be used." β
"Hmm. We don't have any excavators, excavators or anything like that. Even if you find it, it's probably an empty shell and you won't need it, but you can get some building materials. Vukovic said and looked at Trovic, "He has a way." But he's going to negotiate terms with you. β
"Conditions?" I looked at Trovic, "What conditions?" β
The old man looked at me and smiled, "Are you going to make a big fortress there?" β
"Almost. Anyway, it's used to fight. But speaking of fortresses. You have to see how you define it, if it's that kind of ancient then it's definitely not. "The ancient ones stood themselves on a high ground and the enemy on a low place, but here we are the opposite... β
"No, no, no. You don't have to explain, I don't like to carry swords. I just like guns, with guns. Your labyrinth-like liking and that way makes me feel like I'm hunting, haha. He smiled and suddenly said seriously: "Of course I'm talking about being on the defensive side. β
"And what are your conditions?" I asked.
Trovic laughed again, "Let me join in." I'm going to join you in this action. β
"Participate? How do you participate? Do you want to be in the barracks when the other side knocks on the door and you are involved while we are fighting there? I asked.
Trovic nodded, "Of course." Am I out there watching you fight? β
"But I don't know when I'm going to use it. Maybe soon, maybe never again. Of course I'll be honest with you, I hope it comes in handy. I said.
"Smack!" Trovic slapped his face, "Just say that." You count that place as my share. I'm going to take my left and right hands with me. β
"Left and right hands?" I subconsciously looked at Trovich's hand.
"It's not my hand." Trovic waved his hand, "It's my two MG42s." Oh, my God.. I get excited to think about it now, spraying bullets wildly at moving enemies from a small hole. Aha... β
"I'll go..." I looked at Trovic, who was inexplicably excited there, and before I could do anything, he began to fall into obscenity. But his request was very good for me. Yes, yes, this is not a burden for me, and it is even a help for me.
"That... All right... Count you in. What about manpower? I still need more labor to complete the project. And these people have to be reliable. I said.
"I can provide the manpower." Bunotz readily agreed, "But you have to bear the food and lodging of these people, and you have to ensure the quality and quantity." β
"There's no problem with that. I'm not a slave owner. Make sure they eat and sleep well. I said.
"Oh well. People will come to you the day after tomorrow. Bunotz began.
I looked at him with some surprise, "It's that simple?" β
Vukovic laughed when I said this, "So what do you want?" Aren't you here to ask for help? β
"Yes! Not bad. But you agreed so happily? I asked.
"How else? A few of us are different from him. Bunotz pointed at Milic, "It's not like them.