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Walter returned to the tram past life in Sarajevo.

1944, on the eve of World War II.

On the European battlefield, the Soviet Union and its allies are getting more and more brave, and the war is spreading to Germany. By this time, the Germans had been besieged.

Berlin ordered the A Corps stationed in the Balkans to quickly retreat from Yugoslavia, but the fuel reserve was not enough to maintain the retreat of the huge armored forces, so the Germans drew up a secret "Laufer Operation" and planned to transport the oil from the fuel base in Sarajevo to Visegrad.

In Sarajevo, the tried and tested guerrilla captain Walter led the people to resist fascist aggression. His name scares the enemy, but almost no one knows Walter's identity and appearance.

After many difficulties, Walter and the guerrillas finally cracked the German plot-trying to transport oil to Visegrad by train to support the retreating A Army, so they infiltrated the German army and took control of the locomotive. In the crossfire with the Germans, the violent collision of carriages ignited oil and blew up the train.

Since then, Walter has disappeared and no one has seen him again.

75 years later

A rare cheer appeared in an underground secret fortress in Russia.

"We made it! We did it! Walter in the ice is awake! " ?

It turned out that in order to defend Sarajevo, Walter risked his life to drive the train full of fuel out of the city. After leaving the city, the train exploded. Although Walter saved his life, he was still in a coma. At that time, medical technology could not effectively treat Walter, but the authorities thought that Walter, as the representative of Sarajevo city spirit, needed to continue, so they ordered people to secretly freeze it.

In the 1990s, the war in Bosnia and Herzegovina broke out, Yugoslavia disintegrated, and the Balkan region never escaped the fate of the war. The authorities think that Walter, the symbol of urban spirit, is urgently needed to build confidence for the people in the war, so they start to study how to thaw Walter again.

For 75 years, Walter has been frozen in an underground fortress in the northernmost part of Russia. Through the thick ice, his face is still young, but whether his body function can work normally after unsealing has always been a difficult problem for researchers.

Now, the breakthrough development of artificial intelligence and 5G has finally broken through the final barrier. After Dr. Zivojinovic inserted the last chip into Walter, he stood up!

Walter's monologue

Hello, I'm Walter. Modern people don't shake hands to say hello, and then call comrades affectionately, right?

My memory is still there 1944. It seems that I just slept and had a long dream, in which fascism was finally eliminated by us. However, when I woke up from my dream, when I opened my eyes, shook the hands of the medical staff excitedly and asked them about the war situation, they actually told me that it was 20 19!

20 19? 75 years later? Sarajevo without war? What kind of world is this? I decided to see for myself.

I got permission from my superiors, and they also thought that I should integrate into the modern society as soon as possible, but on condition that I send an experienced doctor from Zhivo Dzinovic to stay with me, so that I can closely check my physical condition, be my guide to Sarajevo and introduce me to the city now.

"Sarajevo is my hometown, and I am willing to defend it with my life. Do you need someone to introduce me? " Although I thought so in my heart, I obeyed the orders of my superiors. We came out of the secret fortress smoothly and walked in the street, breathing the exceptionally fresh and free air.

"Now people still like to doodle on the wall and set up stalls to change materials as before?" ? Dr Vicky didn't speak. I looked at the sign on the wall carefully, but I didn't quite understand what people were saying.

How fashionable people wear clothes nowadays!

I was walking with the doctor when suddenly a "train" flew by.

"Is there another German spy preparing to transport fuel by train?" I thought to myself and didn't make a move.

I asked Dr. Vicky, where does this train go? He paused, and then told me that this is not a train, but a tram. Now, people take this bus to go where they want to go when they go out.

"tram?" I'm confused. Before I was born, there were trams in Sarajevo, but not like this.

"In fact, as early as 1884, Sarajevo began to build railway tracks at the request of the czar, extending from the Latin Bridge to the old railway station. 1885 On New Year's Day, with the operation of trams, Sarajevo became the first city in Europe to run trams. "

After listening to what I said, it was Dr. Vicky's turn to be confused.

"You must be wondering why the first city in Europe with an electrified car is not London, not Paris, but Sarajevo?" The doctor nodded. I went on to say, "Sarajevo at that time still belonged to the Austro-Hungarian Empire, and its overall economic level was in a leading position in Europe. But more importantly, the technology at that time was still immature, so Sarajevo became the first mouse. "

"Has the trial run been successful?" The doctor asked.

"Listen to my grandpa said very successful. People ran out to see this new type of urban transportation that can carry more than 20 people at the same time. There are people all over the street, and everyone sighs that it is amazing! " I lit a cigarette, "but the first carriage was not a tram in the true sense. At that time, the power system was not enough to carry the energy supply of the whole train. There were horses in front to provide assistance, and electricity and animal power were used together. It was also very strange! My grandfather said that he saw the train pass by the door that day. "

"When will there be a tram that really depends entirely on electricity?"

"I heard that it was 10 years later."

As we walked and talked, Huang Bang drove away and another blue tram passed by. The tinkling bell rings, and the tram seems to be the same as it was a hundred years ago, but the body is longer and more advanced.

I was walking on Milljack Street with the doctor. The doctor pointed to an oncoming orange tram and said, now, from Pakistan? ar? Ija to Ilid? Track A has seven different routes and six kinds of trams.

It seems that today's trams are becoming colorful and full of vitality, just like this city.

Up to the Latin Bridge, everything on the street has changed!

The buildings on both sides are neatly arranged, and the carvings on the windowsill are exquisite and elegant, and there are no holes and broken glass left by German bombing. Some buildings look familiar, but in fact they have long been unrecognizable.

We approached the Latin Bridge with a history of more than 200 years! The doctor and I stood on the river bank. "I didn't expect that in 19 14, it was on such an ordinary arch bridge that Serbian youth Princip shot and killed Archduke Ferdinand of Austria-Hungary, which triggered the First World War."

"War is painful," I lit a cigarette again, "but you see, it's so calm here now, as if nothing had happened. The bridge was still strong after the war, but the people who walked on it have changed for generations. "

We were walking along the river when a new tram passed by. The doctor asked me if I wanted to take the modern tram, and I immediately pulled him on.

The doctor took out a card and put it near a "box" hanging on the car. "Didi", the doctor said that he had paid the fare.

The doctor said that local people would use this card called the bus card to pay their own fares. I don't have a bus card to buy tickets from the salesman, usually 1-2 marks.

The doctor and I got off at the next stop, and a tram stopped at the opposite station. Some people get on the bus, others get off, and one tram after another carries people in the city to where they want to go day after day. The tram moved slowly forward, and in a trance, I felt as if it were driving in the clouds.

After sunset, the clouds were blown away by the wind, and the sky was beautiful lavender. Watching the tram train jingle through this ancient city, I feel as if I have never left.

The story is unfinished, more exciting, looking forward to the next update ~