"Mr. Fiocelli, I know you are a conscientious reporter. Under your influence, the Washington Post has always emphasized factual reporting. I think you will be very happy to publish these photos so that everyone can
An American can see clearly the tragic tragedy that is happening in our country - Mr. Fiocelli, are you listening to me?" Bisselin said slowly, held up the photo, and slowly handed it to Fiocelli.
In front of Ochli.
These photos were carefully selected by Bisselin, Kong Lingyi, Annie, and Dai Lu from dozens of photos. They have two purposes. One is to reflect the fragility and innocence of the murdered Brandon women, and the other is to reflect the fragility and innocence of the murdered Brandon women.
The brutality of MacArthur and his soldiers.
"General MacArthur? Are these his Meissen mercenaries?" Fiocelli had experienced major battles after all. Although his face was very ugly, his mind moved very quickly and he immediately discovered the key content in the photo.
"They are now serving Speaker Rayburn. You should know about the recruitment of Meissen mercenaries, right?"
Fiocelli wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling that he was really unlucky and wronged. As a journalist, his political consciousness is definitely not low. When he saw the contents of the photo that Besselin took out, he was already convinced.
He guessed the next plot. In view of his understanding of Rayburn and the forces behind him, and his disdain for the Women's Mutual Aid Association at all, he was extremely reluctant to be involved in it. He felt very confused.
He was unwilling, but the situation was stronger than others, so he forced himself to suppress the bitterness in his mouth. He nodded and said, "Miss Besselin, are you sure that the women in these photos are all Americans?"
"What do you mean?" Queen Bisselin burst out, staring at him with wide eyes.
"I know that the Meissen mercenaries have some very, very bad behavior in South America -" Fiocelli said, his voice getting lower and lower.
"Look at the background of the photo. This is the small town of Brandon, South Dakota, and it is American land! American soldiers massacred American people on American land. As a well-known American reporter, don't you feel indignant?
?Or, you doubt my character? No, you doubt the character of our mutual aid association?!" Bisselin was aggressive.
Fiocelli was on the verge of tears. Even if he really doubted the character of Biseline and the Mutual Aid Association, given his courage, he didn't dare to express it. He felt that the armed woman at the door was looking towards him.
And he seemed to have consciously pointed the gun at himself. Thinking of the way these women dealt with gangs such as the Ku Klux Klan, he shook his hands wildly and said repeatedly: "I don't mean that. I definitely don't mean that."
"Would you like to post these photos or not?"
"Yes, of course. However, photos alone are not enough, they must also be accompanied by text descriptions. Miss Bisselin, please give me some time, and I will find a few editors to do a good summation——"
"You told me earlier! Don't worry about the text, we have already prepared it for you!" Bisselin said, taking a few pieces of paper from her assistant and slapping them on the table. "Tomorrow's Washington Post"
"I must see these photos and these words, Mr. Fiocelli, please don't underestimate us women -" Bisselin dropped this sentence, waved her hand, and looked like a queen in front of a group of armed women.
Surrounded by people, he swaggered away.
"Please don't underestimate us women." What Beselin said was meaningful. How could Fiocelli not understand the meaning behind her words? Seeing all the women leaving arrogantly, he slammed his head on the
On the table, he howled: "Is the Washington Post going to be destroyed in my hands?"
In Ouyang Yun's office in Chongqing, where the Supreme Command is located, Ouyang Yun slapped a piece of intelligence in his hand on the table, turned his seat to face the world map on the wall, looked at the location of the United States, and touched his nose with his right hand.
, thinking to himself: "Can it be said that these women can really achieve great things?"
Mu Jiandie stood respectfully behind him and said softly after hearing this: "Kong Lingyi analyzed that a civil war in the United States is a certainty. She also suggested that we strengthen our ties with the Women's Mutual Aid Association and Dewey!"
"What do you think?"
"I think it's a good opportunity. Maybe we can try to help the United States form a pro-China government."
Ouyang Yun shook his head: "A pro-China government? This is unrealistic. Take a good look at the map." As he said that, Ouyang Yun stood up, first circled the United States with his right hand, then clicked on Canada, Mexico and South America, and said:
"The geographical conditions of the United States are too superior. The existence of the Atlantic Ocean is a natural chasm. However, neither Canada nor Mexico can compete. As for South America, I don't think any country can check and balance the United States. Within a certain period of time, perhaps, we can influence
to the U.S. government, but in the long run, the United States will inevitably become self-reliant and become a regional hegemon. Therefore, instead of thinking about a pro-China government, it is better to try to split the United States into two countries, the North and the South. There was no federal government and alliance government in the United States before
? If this doesn’t work, then—" He hit Alaska with his right hand heavily, and then said: "We will try to get Alaska over! The Far East is in our hands first, and if we bring Alaska over, we can connect it together.
.If we can capture Hawaii again, well, within a hundred years, at least we won’t have to worry about the U.S. threat anymore!”
"Ah!" Even though he was used to Ouyang Yun's unrestrained way of thinking, Mu Jiandie was still shocked.
Alaska and Hawaii are both the "homeland" of the United States. Mujiandie cannot imagine how decadent the Americans must be before they agree to give up these two places.
"Charming!" Ouyang Yun turned around and shouted towards the door.
Soon, Pan Meiren appeared in front of him.
"Inform Vice-General He and other generals. By the way, Foreign Minister Song has also informed us and convened an emergency meeting immediately."
"Okay, I'll make a call right now!"
Half an hour later, in the No. 2 conference room of the most painful headquarters, everyone gathered together to have a heated discussion about the latest situation in the United States and what China could do by taking this opportunity.
As Mu Jiandie expected, Ouyang Yuncai caused an uproar when he expressed his views.
Among everyone, Feng Yuxiang had the biggest reaction.
Among a group of old people in the Supreme Command, Feng Yuxiang has a rather special status. The predecessor of the Xuebing Army was the Xuebing Corps of the 29th Army, and the 29th Army was born out of the Northwest Army. As the founder of the Northwest Army, Feng Yuxiang played an important role in the Xuebing Army system.
In the middle, that is the existence like the ancestor. Therefore, regardless of whether it is the era of the Xuebing Army or the era of the coalition government, no matter how strong the momentum of the Xuebing Army is, the generals of the Xuebing Army will naturally be inferior in front of Lao Feng.
One head.
Ouyang Yun initially invited Feng Yuxiang to take charge of the Central Committee. His motives were not pure. What he liked was that he would oppose the Central Army regardless of reason. It was also because he was the one who charged forward to confront Chen Cheng that the coalition government had just been formed.
Yes, it did help Ouyang Yun a lot. But now it seems that, perhaps because of his old way of thinking, Feng Yuxiang's ideas on international affairs appear to be too conservative. In fact, he can no longer keep up with Ouyang Yun and others.
The rhythm has changed. No, now he directly blames Ouyang Yun.
(Old poison: Khan, I actually forgot to update it last night. Well, I apologize for adding an extra chapter today)