Ambassador Beran trembled with anger and could not speak.

The ambassador of Citigroup seized the opportunity to ask, "Mr. Murphy, what do you think of the current situation in Belan?"
Murphy said, "The current situation is worrying. That old dog and a bunch of idiots have made a mess of everything … They foolishly sold the national interests to the Chinese people. No matter how attractive he said, people with brains should know that he is trying to maintain his own rule. This chaos must be stopped and this evil rule must be overthrown! A Belan with a conscience, I want to love my motherland and fight to the last minute! Here, I earnestly ask all country to send troops as soon as possible to help that beleaguered Belan overthrow the evil dictatorship. if the international community is still unwilling to lend a helping hand and the situation in China is not alleviated, I will call on all overseas Chinese to get up and fight back with me to overthrow the old dog! "
Many reporters clapped their hands for fear of chaos, and Sam jumped up and shouted, "Mr. former president, I have something to say!" "
Murphy was surprised to see a black guy jump up, and then his eyes were attracted by the beautiful woman around the black guy.
Casually say "oh, you say"
Sam said, "I was a Belan in advance, and I loved Belan no less than a Belan. I was deeply moved by the speech of the former president, but I don’t know one thing. A true patriot would want the motherland to prosper as soon as possible, and would never threaten to overthrow the government, let alone ask foreign troops to overthrow the legitimate president elected by his compatriots through elections …"
Murphy changed his face, and the press officer around him was a little flustered and shouted, "Who let him in? Get him out of here and get him out of here! " Two bodyguards in black rushed over. Sam stared at Murphy without fear and roared, "It was your rule that drove our family away from home and fled to a foreign country. I have two sisters and a younger brother who died! Rubbish like you has a face. Do you deserve to accuse your motherland here? Aren’t you afraid of bad karma? ? And you bastards are a bunch of liars with your eyes open! Open your eyes and look at Belan. Be worthy of your own pen and your own conscience! " Before the words were finished, a bodyguard had rushed to him and knocked him down with a hook, but he got up and pulled out a thermos full of water from nowhere and roared, "Go to hell!" Struggling to swing at the podium, touching a thermos pot, bursting and splashing water, the podium suddenly screamed …
Chapter 30 Poisonous Umbrella (3)
The thermos podium was smashed to pieces, and the boiling water splashed around like a shotgun wave. Everyone in the killing radius was splashed, and there was a howl of pain. Two bodyguards knocked down Sam and dragged him out. The scene was calm again, but the atmosphere was destroyed. The press officer said to Murphy, "Mr. President, we have to leave here at once. It’s too dangerous!"
Murphy was so disappointed that he finally looked forward to showing up in public, and it turned out to be like this. Those damn untouchables will look good when I get back in charge! It happened that it was raining lightly, which is almost normal in London this season, but it was a good excuse for the press officer to leave with Murphy after a few perfunctory words. This reporter didn’t quit. While Murphy didn’t have a car, he swarmed with long guns and short guns at him. It was a round of indiscriminate bombing that asked the most questions or he was the only one who had the wind. What a bad opinion it was! Murphy’s face was blue, and all of them were "available for comment". A bodyguard kept reporters away from his protection, but there were too many old reporters who were crazy. An impact pushed the bodyguards into a very direct collision with Murphy’s body. Murphy was annoyed and stared at the reporter for a while … Then his anger disappeared. It was the oriental beauty reporter who made him drool secretly. She was wearing a beautiful oiled paper umbrella. She added a bit of elegance and beauty, which made Murphy unable to move her eyes. The female reporter took a step back and asked a quick and urgent smile. Question Murphy felt a strange pain in his thigh, like being bitten by a mosquito. After all, he had seen the world, but he didn’t trust this little thing. He was preparing to answer the question. The bodyguard had pushed the beautiful woman and pushed him out of the car. He sighed and regretted such a good opportunity.
I also missed a good opportunity to get close to the oriental beauty and regretted that Murphy didn’t know that death was grinning.
A few hours later, Murphy lost his temper at several hands in the villa. He suddenly fell to the ground and convulsed in a coma. The private doctor gave him emergency treatment, but when the ambulance arrived, he saw a cold body.
This bloody demon finally died, just as he was president for a whole year, so it doesn’t matter that Britain paid a huge price to get a trump card, and it turned into a rotten card.
The director of military intelligence was furious that someone dared to assassinate Britain, the cradle of super spy and a great spy war country. Isn’t this a slap in the face? What’s even worse is that they don’t know what means the opponent succeeded in assassination! He threw a pile of data in front of several experts. "Check it for me. I want to know how they did it!"
Several experts relatively wry smile this call them.
How to check? The victim didn’t have any scars, and he didn’t even know how he died. How can we find out?
I wonder not only that Liu Weiping, director of the Military Intelligence Department, but also that I want to break my head and I can’t understand how so many top bodyguards defended the assassination successfully. However, he has an advantage over others, pulling Han Yajie to the bottom.
"How did you do it? How can the little one die without scars? Tell me, tell me! "
Liu Weiping, the headquarters of the Yanlong Legion, vowed not to stop beating Han Yajie until he reached his goal. This curious baby was really difficult to deal with. A long trip from Africa to Europe for a short time made her exhausted, so she surrendered and pointed to the oil-paper umbrella in her hand. "It is by no means an ideal way to assassinate important people with a gun, but it can be said to be the most stupid way. This time I never considered asking for a gun. This umbrella is my weapon."
Liu Weiping’s eyes were wide open. "Bulgarian poison umbrella?"
Han Yajie laughed. "Yes, it’s not the same thing. It’s not interesting to play the same trick twice. I believe you can see that my umbrella is a gun, but it’s so small that it’s almost impossible to find the metal ball with the naked eye. It’s just that it’s shot farther and more accurately. It’s filled with something that the human body doesn’t like. Once it enters the human body, it can’t be saved."
Liu Weiping was astounding. "No wonder you insisted on acting alone. With such good equipment, a three-year-old child can kill the target."
Han Yajie didn’t like to hear this and stared. "You, say, what, what?"
Liu Weiping suddenly felt that something was wrong and hurriedly said with a smiling face, "No, no, no, I mean, my wife is the greatest spy assassin in the world. Once she kills people, even the emperor can’t escape …"
Han Yajie called "looking for a beating, right? Do you want to taste the taste of death? " With an umbrella, Liu Weiping screamed and ran out in one or three steps and two steps. Han Yajie smiled "bursts". "He won’t know what convergence is unless he gives him a bad taste!" I threw the umbrella that took away my life into the stove and went to bed ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..
The flame slowly licked the poison umbrella and turned it into ashes little by little. Only one physical evidence of this murder case was destroyed, which was a famous unsolved case in the successful spy war.
The news of Murphy’s bizarre death soon spread all over the world, causing great repercussions, saying that everything was available-the unsolved case in Europe was solved.
It’s cruel that the strong evidence of the cruel rule of Nimra government even refused to let go of politicians who fled abroad for refuge. Europe seized this point and criticized it, but Belan was as happy as the New Year. If they had the custom of celebrating the New Year, this demon once called him the emperor, who had magical power and was destined to rule Belan forever until the last star fell. Now the stars are still shining, but the emperor has turned a handful of ashes. Is this ironic? The death of this demon also made President Nimra breathe a sigh of relief. The biggest threat to atmospheric politics finally disappeared, and the best excuse for Europe to interfere in Belan’s politics was gone. Those creditors’ excuses left Belan, and it is estimated that they will not come back in three or two years. The noose around Belan’s neck has finally loosened a little, giving them a breathing space. Speaking of which, they have to thank China’s big brother!
The Belan government is not going to let those arrogant guys go like this. You’ve been bossing us around all along, so now it’s our turn to fight back, right? Evidence from Coulloume’s blood protection was thrown out, and the world’s dirtiest trade was exposed naked in front of the public, causing waves. Although some national spokesmen strongly denied that it was Belan’s slander on them, facts speak louder than words and no amount of sophistry can be made. They were made extremely passive and notorious, and Belan Defence Force took the opportunity to launch a general attack on Kimberly, and they would be beaten and swayed by them before the creditors could react. Kimberly rebels fighters took back the gold mine!
The Wehrmacht’s offensive was higher and higher, and the tanks were covered with shells, and people were crushed to fill them, so the rebels were weak. This completely collapsed, with 5,000 casualties and 5,000 captured, and they fled into the jungle to see if they had to starve to death, and there was not even a bone left in them. On the 15th of last month, the last rebel left the fort and surrendered to the government. At the end of Kimberly Battle, the gold mine finally returned to the government.
The Belan Defence Force suffered more than 4,000 casualties in this campaign.
The eastern part is more lively. The eastern part is a vast mountainous area with dense jungles and rich diamond mines. It has always been a breeding ground for rebellion. The Belan rebels fought against the government forces while fighting for diamonds. This time, they have to face the government forces again and again with complex terrain, but this time they are no longer the government forces with poor fighting capacity and chaotic discipline, but the most daunting dragon army in the world!
At present, the size of the Yanlong Corps has expanded by more than one unit, reaching an astonishing 24,000 troops, with as many as 14,000 troops in the east alone and more than 30 bombers. Liu Weiping’s strategy to deal with the rebels is very simple. The special forces go deep behind the enemy lines to carry out beheading battles. The field troops will build a large number of fortifications step by step every time they capture a place, and then leave a small number of elite soldiers to command the local militia to defend, and continue to advance like a roller to crush the rebels.
Military activities won’t stop until they are squashed. They are used to fighting with the wind, and the rebels are gradually narrowed down. The worst thing is that the special forces and airborne infantry who jumped behind them let them know what guerrilla warfare is and what sparrows are doing in the forest! When they March in the jungle, they will encounter explosive mines as powerful as howitzers at any time. They may step on directional mines at any time when the mountain path is circuitous. When they swim across the river, a dozen bamboo tubes will float from time to time-don’t guess that someone must have carefully made floating mines. When they rush into the village to rob food, there may be a set of grenades hanging on the latch of each closed door! Isn’t fucking mine bombing the best choice for the weak to consume powerful enemies? How come the Yanlong Army has the advantage and this shameful Yu Dacheng tactic is given? It’s hard to get through the day, and the rebels soon find that the night is even more difficult. God knows when a small group of ghosts will touch their barracks and fall asleep. They will use their combat knives. God knows where their patrol will step into the ambush circle, silence submachine guns and shoot people upside down. God knows when a series of shells will hit their camp and release a lot of poison gas to knock down their department! The rebels are in an extremely difficult situation. Fighting to death is more serious than serious injuries, more minor injuries than being scared crazy alive!
Chapter 31 Kidnapping General
Independence square in belgleme
This is the biggest military parade in the history of Belan Republic just after the completion of China’s aid construction. Hundreds of thousands of capital residents cheered and shouted, and Belan infantry stood in a huge square of 40 by 40, marching uniformly. They are trying to copy the experience of their allies in the East, even the military parade is almost the same. The only difference is the difference between military flags. The phalanxes are as harmonious as a whole and full of masculinity. The whole capital is full of their trembling feet. The Belan people gave enthusiastic cheers and threw the rare to these veterans who have survived for hundreds of years. This is what they deserve. They have been trained for half a year, so they turned their backs and left the battlefield. The Chinese consultants commanded and defeated the vicious rebels, and even fought with foreign secret special forces. How many people splashed yellow sand in exchange? Although there are still many rebel activities in remote areas, everyone firmly believes that those rebels will not grow up with the bayonets of the National Defence Forces and will drink up their blood sooner or later!
Behind the infantry were armored soldiers. 6 main battles rumbled in the crowd, causing excitement and a little fear. Cheers. In the eyes of Belan people, this is the most remarkable tank. It fought in Belan Qian Shan, with thousands of waters, hot and desolate deserts, sultry and rainy jungles, steep and rainy mountains occupied by rebels, and burning towns can be heard everywhere. The rebels are afraid of it to the extreme. There have been wonders of more than 300 people surrendering to a tank, and a tank crew is only four! Of course, these tanks are not theirs now, they are just borrowed by the Yanlong Army. President Nimra has made up his mind to import 40 6 main battles to form an armored battalion, which has aroused strong dissatisfaction among the people. How can 40 be less than 400? Even if it’s 4 thousand, we can’t have too many! Frightened by repeated disturbances, Belan people are eager to have a strong national defense force, and no one can go against their will.
Whistling over the capital, fighter planes caused even greater sensation. The slowest speed of more than 30 fighter planes crossed the blue sky, so that everyone who visited the parade in Belan could enjoy themselves at close range. 歼 12 made the rebels feel frightened, flying wolves and cheap dragons made people pay attention to it. I don’t know how many children rushed to adults and said, "I want to be a pilot plane when I grow up!" Unfortunately, there are still too few pilots. Most of these fighters are still piloted by Batie and Argentine Yanlong Corps pilots.
President Nimra looked at the joyful crowd, his eyes were wet, and a phalanx passed by him. Soldiers kept saluting him, and his hands were sore and he didn’t let go. He twisted and said to Liu Weiping, "My friend, thank you very much for giving us an iron army!"
Liu Weiping said with a smile, "This is all I should do. I just did my job well."
President Nimra said, "No, you are the architect of the Belan Defence Force. Without your hard work, there would not be this army." Then another phalanx came up. He rode straight and saluted the soldiers sitting through Independence Square, but those soldiers still sat and saluted him-they all lost a leg in the war and even their legs were separated from wheelchairs all their lives. Many soldiers struggled to turn their wheelchairs from the square, but they were still straight. Just now, there was a cheer in the square, and the square became so silent. Get up and tell everyone that victory is not without cost. This young army has been fighting for two years. A total of 6,000 soldiers are lying on the national flag and sleeping. More than 20,000 people are injured, and 2,000 people are seriously injured and disabled. For an army with a total strength of only 200,000, this sacrifice is not too tragic, but they have won a dime a dozen rebels, and they have killed a river of blood. Since then, the National Defence Force has never been able to pee its pants again. The tragic sacrifice has brought real peace! In the past two years, no matter how the western countries intervened and no matter how cruel the rebels played, the National Defence Force never compromised. Just three months ago, some countries manipulated the United Nations to pass an agreement calling for a local truce between the government forces and the rebels, but the National Defence Force flatly refused, "Everything will be discussed unless the rebels surrender conditionally!" Resisting tremendous pressure, launching an avalanche of general offensives finally completely defeated the rebels. Everyone paid tribute to these disabled soldiers in unison, and even Liu Weiping gave them the most standard military salute-
The shutter presses the picture, and soon this photo will be on the cover of various military magazines, and it will become a topic that people around the world will talk about after dinner, while those who have repeatedly suffered from other people will look gloomy on the battlefield. They have eaten turtles, so it seems that they have to fight this wild lion in another way.
"We Belan people have experienced wars longer than a nation. Every man of us is a born soldier. From the darkest colonial era to the present wars-especially in this war, I don’t know how many indomitable heroes have emerged! According to our custom, our greatest hero has prepared a crystal medal, and in front of the people of our country, our hero will send it off in Independence Square, which represents the highest medal of honor. Citizens, please remember that on this day, more than 6,000 soldiers fell and many medal winners will never come back, but I hope you will always remember them and remember those boys who rushed backwards … "
President Nimra came on the radio.
There is a slight trembling sound, and there is a military parade in Belgravi with a weeping palm. We can’t see it, but we can always hear it, right? I turned my head and said to Xiao Guangxi, "That scene must be very touching, isn’t it?"
Small Guangxi mumbled "touching a bird! I don’t even know what he’s talking about. Damn it, I’ve been learning Bein for two years and I still can’t understand what they’re talking about! "
Shandong waved a little distress and said, "I know every letter on this face, but I don’t know what it means to get together!" "
Small Guangxi said, "I am better than you. I know every word, but none of them know me!" " Hit the car panel with a heavy punch. "I hate Bein Duyu!"
I have to laugh. We have been fighting in Belan for two years. Learning Belan’s official language has always been a top priority in these two years. We can’t expect every Belan soldier who is with us to know Chinese, can we? After studying hard, I have been able to communicate with Belan people even with words and gestures. They still can’t get a big C in every exam. No wonder they are so angry.
The president read out the list of medals, and every time he read out a name, the troops gave a cheer. Obviously, it was widely expected to win this honor, but the list was so long that we felt heavy, and then the cheers became smaller and smaller. Nine out of ten celebrities were named, and they could no longer respond. I heard a familiar name, which was a sniper who was only 19 years old. He was a sniper with accurate marksmanship and great sniper talent. Unfortunately, when he executed it, he met a desperate rebel and stopped this rogue. One man shot a gun to the ground and blocked a hundred rebels for six hours. Three cars were destroyed and 31 people were killed. Six hours later, the rebels failed to escape. Finally, they were chased by the national defense forces on foot and wiped out the rebels. The sniper left with seven bullets and even the body was chopped to pieces by the rebels! There are so many heroes like him that I can’t bear to listen to them any more. I dropped my radio and looked into the distance.
In the distance, the towering mountains are bare, and there is no grass. That is the desert, our last battlefield, the last fortress of the rebels. Our leader, the First Armored Division of Belan Defence Force and the First Mechanized Infantry Brigade of Yanlong Corps, like an iron flow, raised the wind and sand all over the entrance wheel. When the whole country celebrated the victory, we still fought the rebels in this sparsely populated place. This battle will not last long.
Amadou has been very fluent in Chinese and said, "Peace should not be far away, right?"
Coulloume silently pressed the bullet into the magazine. He is now a veteran of Belan’s most elite Dawn Commando. He fought bravely against the rebels and was deeply admired by the recruits.
Belan Wehrmacht launched a final attack on the rebels, while an army was guarding another deserted place, where they had been guarding for two years.
It was a small town that was completely destroyed by the war as early as World War II. Because there was no water, there was not a single figure in Fiona Fang. These soldiers patrolled again and again. They didn’t even know what they were guarding. Anyway, the state told them to stick to it until a group of comrades exchanged them for a long and lonely watch, which was coming to an end. In the distance, tall drilling rigs were erected one after another. The mechanical roar could be heard far away. The soldiers were going crazy. It sounded simply wonderful. They had few companions. They knew that there were many people working hard there, and they were just guarding these workers.
The drill bit worked hard to drill deep into the earth, and the earthquake was very slow, because they met a thick soil layer harder than basalt. No one knew how the soil layer was formed. Anyway, it was so hard that they couldn’t drill through it. Look at this posture, they are drilling for oil, but they may not be able to drill a drop of oil in such a place. It is too exaggerated to make the world geologists laugh their heads off.