Rebirth: Romania Rising

The Ottoman Embassy in Bulgaria is full of grief and indignation...

The first Balkan war organized by the Ottomans was very hasty and poorly executed. Without the Balkan Alliance being aware of it in advance, the war had just begun and the troops stationed in Macedonia were suddenly attacked by the coalition forces. It's like a sea of ​​​​people fighting hand to hand.

Ottoman Turkey has fought countless conquests over the centuries since its founding.From Persia in the east to Vienna in the west, the Ottomans were like myths, able to easily defeat pagan armies and accomplish various unexpected goals.

However, the development of history caused this country to sink. At this time, the Turkish Ottoman Empire was already declining and crumbling, and it had become a semi-colony bullied and fought over by Western powers.

The Ottoman garrisons in Europe were methodically slaughtered by the coalition forces in the field, leaving only the remaining defeated generals who hid in city strongholds with thousands or hundreds of people to resist.

In the desperate war, some soldiers chose jade pieces. They set their houses on fire. In winter, when the weather was dry and the evil winds were strong, a fire could turn half of the city into ruins in the fire, leaving behind a wasteland. Trying to cause trouble for the Balkan coalition and let the buildings be buried with the Ottomans...

The city of Salonika was different from what was mentioned above. The two hundred soldiers in the city did not choose to resist, and the city luckily escaped the catastrophe of the fire.

Kemal stood on the third floor attic of the embassy, ​​wearing a military uniform, looking in the direction of his hometown.He looked at the fire in the distance, there were tears in his eyes, and his fists clenched unconsciously...

Thessaloniki, this is the hometown where he was born and raised, and his favorite hometown.

He once remembered that the private school he attended as a child had balconies on every floor.On days when the weather is nice, you can stand on it to enjoy the wind and enjoy the scenery and admire the architecture of the Ottoman Empire; when it rains and you can’t go out to play, you can hide in the classroom that is sheltered from the wind and rain. You can also invite friends and spread out maps and newspapers. Let’s talk about ancient and modern times, China and foreign countries, and take stock of the people in the world.

Sometimes, when he is tired of the decadent and backward feudal system, he can also close the door, lock himself in the bedroom, and read books about the French Revolution and the rise of Prussia for several days...

It was here that at the age of 18, he was admitted to the Istanbul Army University with excellent results.Life at Army University is difficult and demanding, and scolding and scolding are common.

But Kemal was no ordinary person. In 1902, he graduated from the Army University with the No. 8 grade in his grade.Continuing his studies, he graduated from the Staff College at the top of his class and became a captain's staff officer.

He then participated in the Italian-Turkish War, and was later expelled from Constantinople for criticizing the Sudan and was assigned to the Turkish Embassy in Bulgaria as a military attaché.

The ordinary days came to an abrupt end in the winter of 1912. In his hometown not far away, Kemal leaned on the railing and closed his eyes. He had already imagined the local officials groveling, the soldiers surrendering, and kneeling to welcome the coalition troops into the city.

The Ottomans had painstakingly maintained their rule in Europe for hundreds of years. In a matter of months and weeks, it collapsed in an instant, losing almost all of its European territory. Even Constantinople, the "city longed for by the world" that was originally in the hinterland of the country, was destroyed. It is almost becoming a border city.Since then, the soldier who still had illusions about Sudan died, leaving only a patriot who cared about the country and the people.

But at this moment, Kemal was in an enemy country, watching helplessly as the territory of his motherland, which he had managed for hundreds of years, was destroyed overnight.

He hates the Balkan coalition forces that are snatching territory, and he hates the Sudan who refuses to listen to his painstaking advice.It is all thanks to these fat-headed, self-righteous nobles and bureaucrats who have corrupted the Ottoman state affairs. Now, they are squandering the remaining territory and national power of the Ottoman Empire.

Kemal sat down, muttered words, and sang a military song, as if responding to the cry of war in the distance.

"ancestor, grandfather, lineage, father

Always brave, Turkic nation

Your army is famous all over the world in any era

Turkic nation, I love my motherland with deep affection

Destroy your enemies and bring them the humiliation they deserve."

After he sang a tragic song, the ambassador also appeared behind him and reported respectfully: "Lieutenant Colonel Kemal, the news outside said that the Sudan requested international mediation at the last moment. Without his order, no fighting is allowed. Anyone who continues to resist will be killed." You were killed and your hometown was taken over by Greece..."

Kemal was silent for a long time. He could imagine how many heads of martyrs were hanging on the tower at this moment.

"Huh!"

In grief and anger, he smashed the glass window with his fists, and the fragments scratched his hands. It was as if Osman's last hope of regaining his lost land was as smashed as the glass window!

"Kemal, stop!" The ambassador was shocked and looked at his bloody hands. He was a soldier, and he relied on these hands to wield swords and guns. If the root of the disease was left...

Kemal had closed his eyes, suppressing the indignation in his heart, and calmly said after a moment: "When Osman gathers strength again, I, Kemal, will be the first to ask for a fight."

The ambassador quickly paused: "This is the place for the Bulgarians, so be careful." The ambassador sighed: "In this war, the Ottomans were caught off guard. The soldiers and civilians from all over the country will definitely disperse and join the Balkan countries. If you want to regain the lost territory, I’m afraid it’s no longer possible.”

"Since there is no hope for me to stay, it's time for me to leave Xinzheng." He glanced at the embassy's pavilions, every flower and tree.Life as an ambassador abroad may be easy, but it cannot shake his firm determination.

Kemal was about to leave. The ambassador was very reluctant to leave and felt lost, but he still responded: "I wonder where the Lieutenant Colonel plans to go?"

"Go to the capital, go to the military camp, continue to lie dormant, and wait for the opportunity!" Kemal must continue to live strong with today's shame.

Kemal bandaged his wound and left the embassy. A military coat rustled in the cold wind. He saluted solemnly in the direction of the ambassador and his hometown.

"Don't worry, I, Kemal, will let you see the day when Turkey rises, and I will personally destroy the former Bulgaria!"

……

In a foreign country far away from Victor, the young officer Kemal vowed in his heart to serve the country.

In the country not too far away from Victor, he thought that the controversy over his patent application would only end in the local column and disappear into the sea.

But he didn't know that this was not the end, but the beginning.

After local officials submitted samples, drawings and introductions, the local government that received the patent went through the postal system and first entered the Moldova provincial department for testing. After a complete and rigorous test, the provincial department felt that it needed to be discussed and simply sent it urgently. Gave it to the central government.

In this way, a weird and unattractive pedal tricycle, together with several letters marked "urgent" from governments at all levels, was moved into a special postal train carriage, and then went all the way south to the capital Bucharest, and then along the Speeding along the straight street towards the General Post Office...

"Province of Moldova/Trademark Department/February 1913, 2/Expedited"

After traveling day and night for several days, in time to meet the final deadline, a patented invention from the Northeast finally arrived at the end of the trip, the Central Post Office.

Mail envelopes from all over the country are collected here. Although many departments are still on holiday, the postal department is as busy as ever. Various staff members are working hard to sort out all kinds of things, for fear that if something goes wrong, they will be punished again. Punishment.

The urgent letter from the northeastern county was finally allocated manpower. An old postman who could run around the streets and alleys of Bucharest with his eyes closed drove the carriage and delivered the tricycle and the envelope to the capital in accordance with the request. The "Central Trademark Department" in the city was handed over to a low-level civil servant named Sterling...