South African gunfire erupted again, and the already tense international situation became even more uncontrollable. The critical moment to choose sides had come, and there was no longer any room for hesitation.
The scent of gunpowder filled the entire world; at this moment, Europe seemed like it was sitting atop a powder keg with a lit fuse, waiting for fate's ultimate verdict.
Amsterdam, amidst the mounting international tensions, this bustling international metropolis still had its usual flow of traffic, but the former cheer and laughter were gone.
Amidst the tension, the capital market was the most sensitive. Before the Dutch Government had made a final decision, the stock market had already crashed.
Capitalists were waving their money around, buying up anything they could, quality notwithstanding—as long as it was an asset, there was a price for it.
