Where can Mr. Yan calm down and get up angrily and leave the conference room.

"President Yan, you give it an accurate thing. Our commander said, the little devil has drawn his strength to go to the south, and the troops in our hands are sufficient."

Watching President Yan left the field angrily, Tian Kezhi shouted, reminding President Yan to reply as soon as possible.

Although President Yan was very angry, he did not lose his mind, but immediately ordered all the personnel to discuss the countermeasures.

President Yan couldn't accept himself that he had guarded Zhao Zhiguo for such a long airport.

The airport problem is likely to give Zhao Zhiguo a reason to send troops. The key reason is justified.

It now appears that it is just an airport problem. Once you use the soldiers, no one can control the scale and direction of the battle.

Judging from the combat effectiveness of Zhao Zhiguo's troops against the Japanese army, the more than 100,000 troops waved the West Expedition. The airport must not be able to keep it, and once the soldiers were used, Zhao Zhiguo wanted more than the airport.

At present, their newspapers are constantly discrediting the first army division. Zhao Zhiguo's new account is calculated. Mr. Yan may only have to escape.

After realizing the seriousness of the problem, Mr. Yan didn't want to waste his tongue with Tian Kezhi. He needed to hurry up to solve this problem.

"What did you guess Yan?" Tian Kezhi asked Qiu Zi'an.

Qiu Zi sneered in his heart: "What else can you do, call his think tank, discuss countermeasures."

"I dare to be sure. In the next few days, President Yan must not be idle, and he won't find our troubles." Tian Kezhi said.

As for the problem of the airport, Mr. Yan can have a headache for a long time.

"I am quite familiar with this area. Should the Chief of Staff Tian Shi want to stroll around?" Qiu Zi'an said.

"That's not better, I want to relax, so I should take a holiday."

Tian Kezhi didn't want to take a vacation, but that he wanted to touch his luck to see if he could meet those reporters.

Several reporters did not go shopping idle. In order to vent their grievances, they spared no effort to scold the ink. They wanted to let the first army partition die without burial.

Every day, there are more than a dozen news in the defense zone of the Jinsui Army, all about the news about Zhao Zhiguo's troops beating ordinary people and forcing beggars to join the army.

Walking on the street, Tian Kezhi couldn't help but buy a newspaper to watch it.

"These reporters are too disgusting!"

Qiu Zi'an has seen many disgusting things, especially in the warlord forces, many people do not choose to achieve their own purposes.

Even if I was used to these things, Qiu Zi'an couldn't help but frowned when she saw the content of the newspaper.

"The writing is good, but it is too much." Tian Kezhi said.

"Are you angry?"

"It is impossible not to be angry." Tian Kezhi said, "However, I don't think the publicity of discreditation does not play much."

"How to say?" Qiu Zi'an curious instantly.

"First, how many literacy do you think there are on the street?" Tian Kezhi asked Qiu Zi'an.

In the era of general illiteracy, do not know a few words, and then let them read an article, who can understand?

The first army division is working hard to popularize education, but education is a century -old cause. In just two or three years, I can't see how much change.

"Indeed, the reports they wrote are quite gorgeous, and most people can't understand it." Qiu Zi'an said, "But this picture can still be understood?"

Although the picture in the newspaper was a bit blurry, the reporter deliberately showed the soldier's armband, and the word "eight" on it was clearly visible.

In order to discredit the First Military Division, Mr. Yan and the reporter still put in some effort.

"This is the second point. The Jinsui Army and many people here moved from the Bingzhou area when the Japanese army captured Bingzhou City, right?"

When the Japanese army attacked the Bingzhou area, families in Bingzhou moved westward to escape the war.

Of course, not everyone was able to move away, and some of their close or distant relatives stayed.

"It is true that many families moved to this area." Qiu Zian said.

"Some of their relatives live in our defense area. They have heard more or less about the current situation in our defense area from their relatives. When they see the content in the newspaper, they will definitely confirm it with their relatives."

"But... some rumors are passed around as if they are true."

Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

And most ordinary people have no ability to discern. When they see the content in the newspaper, they will choose to believe it as soon as possible.

Even if any of them knew that the content in the newspaper was false, they would not have a good impression of the First Military Division.

"So, I think that if we make remedial measures now, we may be able to reduce the impact of newspapers on us." Tian Kezhi believes.

"Those reporters are the same as Mr. Yan. It's even harder to convince them than to convince the little devil."

Stereotypes are deeply ingrained, otherwise the conflict between the two parties would not be resolved after more than ten years of fighting.

The boss of the Central Army originally wanted the Eighth Route Army to fend for itself, and even wanted to borrow the kid's knife to kill people.

"The harder it is, the more challenging it is."

Tian Kezhi just wanted to try hard, and he was very happy when he succeeded. He could reduce the losses by just wasting his breath, so why not do it.

Even if it fails, they can still think of other countermeasures, especially the airport problem, which is enough to make Mr. Yan have no time to think about discrediting them these days.

"The key is, we don't even know where the reporters are now."

It is clear from Mr. Yan’s attitude that Mr. Yan really does not want Tian Kezhi to see these seven reporters.

Even if they knew where these seven reporters lived, the guards could have stopped them outside without Mr. Yan's nod.

"Well...don't they want to discredit us? We will provide them with materials. I think they will be happy to see us, right?" Tian Kezhi said.

It's easy to meet these reporters.

"But where are we going to deliver the message? Let them know that we have the materials they need?" Qiu Zian looked around.

Qiu Zian believed that there must be people from the Jinsui Army secretly watching them at this time.

"This is a question, do you have any acquaintances?" Tian Kezhi asked Qiu Zian.

Qiu Zian has been in the Jinsui Army for so many years, so he must have his own connections.

"Chief of Staff Tian, ​​we are definitely under Mr. Yan's supervision now. Contacting other people at this time will only cause trouble." Qiu Zian said.

Under the supervision of Mr. Yan, they came into contact with people from the Jinsui Army. It was not them who were in trouble, but the people who came into contact with them.

Tian Kezhi also realized that this was not their territory. People from the Jinsui Army were everywhere, and they could keep an eye on them at any time to know what they would do next.

"Before we do anything, we have to find a private place first." Tian Kezhi said, "Let's find a hotel to stay in first."
Chapter completed!