Snowflakes kept falling from the Eclipse Moon signboard, and Editor-in-Chief Bob and Reporter Wood, dressed in thick black trench coats, rushed out of the gate in the wind and snow, and got into the dark green military vehicle under the stunned eyes of the newspaper colleagues.
Military vehicles headed for the military airfield on the southern outskirts of the capital.
Wood, who was in the carriage, glanced at the thin cigarette roll in Bob's lips, felt the confusion and shock in the other party's heart, shrugged his shoulders and asked, "Have you ever seen Lord Warlord before?"
"Many years ago, at the funeral of the old president, I met from afar."
Editor-in-chief Bob looked at the snowflakes that were rapidly swept back outside the car window, his eyebrows were deeply twisted, and he took a deep puff of cigarettes, and suddenly realized that because he was in too much hurry, he actually took the wrong pack of women's mint cigarettes.
Cursing two swear words in a low voice, he twisted the slender cigarette between his fingers, and subconsciously rolled it into a flurry of falling tobacco.
"You're nervous."
Wood rubbed his sore knees, stared at the shredded tobacco falling from the editor-in-chief's fingers, and said in disbelief: "I never thought that Mr.
Editor-in-Chief, who is known for his calmness and even coldness, would have a nervous time before the interview.
You know, you've interviewed three presidents before and after, and you still care about this."
"The president was often interviewed, but the marshal hasn't been interviewed since he returned to Philadelphia."
Editor-in-Chief Bob retorted with a wave of his finger, and after a slight pause, he laughed self-deprecatingly and continued, "Okay, these are all fakes, I'm just nervous. ” "When I was in the Department of Journalism of Capital University, I interviewed the then Minister of Defense, but what is this still I remember that year, the Capital Student Union and the Veterans Association jointly held a big parade, and it turned out that a fool from the S2 oil mixing laboratory actually burned the portrait of the marshal."
"Oh, at that time, the marshal was not a marshal, he was a division commander, just like Xu Le now, he was a combat hero idol cultivated by the Federation."
"That idiot was angrily beaten to a pig's head by our students and wheelchair veterans."
Editor-in-chief Bob laughed out loud, not caring about the shaking of the high-speed vehicle at all, with a trace of memories, with a hint of indescribable meaning, squinting his eyes and saying with emotion: "You don't understand what the marshal means to us in the twenties and thirties, as a journalist who needs to maintain the spirit of reading the most, I shouldn't have admired anyone, but when the officer said that we could interview the marshal just now, I realized that from college to now, I have been secretly worshipping him like a fanatical star chaser." ” Wood shrugged, took out a Blue River flue-cured cigarette and lit it, and said, "Isn't this the case for the entire Federation, but have you ever wondered why the marshal arranged this interview at this time?"
Bob frowned slightly, looked out the window at the military airport building and the plane hidden in the building, and said: "I also think this matter is a little weird, maybe it has something to do with the news that happened to Xu Le today." ” The whistling air blew white flocculent on the tarmac for nine days, and the powerful driving force drove the high-speed aircraft to tear through the icy winter sky in an instant, and sailed in the direction of Philadelphia.
The security measures of the Li family in Philadelphia are extremely tight, the security forces directly under the First Federal Military District are scattered around the building, and the strong elite soldiers are watching any movement with sharp and vigilant eyes, whether it is the silent frog in the field or the fish in the pond that is getting lazier and lazier by the cold, you can feel a tense and solemn atmosphere that is completely different from the past, and it is permeating and eroding around this manor.
"As an avid admirer, I have traveled to Philadelphia twice and learned about the construction of the Lee estate through periodicals.
Winters here are much warmer than in the capital, especially in this lake, where you don't look at the blue water, but there are actually plenty of alpine hot springs mixed in, and the water temperature is very pleasant. ” Editor-in-chief Bob and reporter Wood followed Officer Han Shaodong, underwent strict security checks, and walked towards the manor, and the tense and solemn scenes they saw along the way made them nervous and uneasy for no reason, and in order to dispel this uneasiness, Mr.
Editor-in-Chief began to explain everything to Wood in a hoarse voice.
"Please come in, I won't accompany you, and when you come out, I'll wait for you outside."
Han Shaodong took the two reporters to a mansion and left with a smile, explaining before leaving: "The room behind the door is now within the scope of the federal data secrecy regulations for the time being, and my permission is not enough to enter." ” What is the secret inside Bob and Wood looked at the closed wooden door in front of them in confusion, and the smooth, dark and dark precious wooden floor in front of them, hesitating to know whether they should step on it.
After all, it was the best, most persistent, and most daring news partner in the Federation, and they finally stepped on it, and slowly pushed open the door with unprecedented tension.
There are no transformative metal mechs full of interstellar sci-fi flavor, there are no countless big people who are talking about space strategy, and there is only one room behind the door.
There was an empty room, and at the end of the room was a bed, and the bed was covered with a thick but soft-looking and comfortable bedding, and between the futons that were as loose as a cloud lay a thin, withered and tired old man.
The dark brown marks were particularly dazzling on the loose facial skin, the old man closed his eyes tightly, and the corners of his lips were weakly drooping on the side, I don't know if it was because he had consumed too much energy on the battlefield back then, the old man looked so tired, tired and didn't know whether he was asleep or forever.
More than a dozen ultra-thin medical data cables, connected from the old man's shriveled body, and then bypassed the head of the bed and entered the next space, where a huge glass about three meters high separated the empty room from the space next to it.
On the other side of the glass, there are more than a dozen of the Federation's most sophisticated and advanced medical equipment, a dozen of the Federation's best medical professors, and more than a dozen of the military's most important generals, who are busy watching the data and tracking physiological indicators, they are helplessly angry, angrily screaming, screaming hopelessly.
The soundproofing of the glass is very good, Bob and Wood can see the distorted and gloomy faces of the military bigwigs they are very familiar with, exaggerated arm movements and vaguely guessable lips, but they can't hear any sound, this scene is like an absurd pantomime, but the question is who in this universe can invite so many high-ranking federal generals to come and act as actors Knowing something, Bob and Wood breathed hard uncontrollably, clutched the recorder, and stared at the thin, old body in the cloud quilt on the bed, not knowing what to do.
They know very well that what they see is absolutely history, and it is probably a point in history that will never be forgotten, and as long as the Federation exists, this scene will be recorded in the federal textbooks forever As a journalist, it is the greatest honor to be able to appear on the scene of history, let alone such history, but in the hearts of these two outstanding journalists, there is no trace of professional excitement, nor a trace of expectation, only endless tension and fear.
"Sit down, this is one-way glass, but it's one-way to me, I don't like to lie here naked and show them to see, although they are doctors, I am not the master of the empire."
At this time, a hoarse and low voice suddenly sounded in the empty room, and the thin old man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the two reporters at the door and said: "I like to watch them go around in there, it feels like going back to the old battlefield, and when I first joined the army, I liked to watch those weak medical officers running around with the treatment pod, hehe."
At the foot of the bed, there are two sofas, on the coffee table are placed fruits and brewed Guanyin green tea, and next to the glass ashtray are two boxes of white boxes of Sanqi specially provided by the army.
Bob and Wood didn't react for a while, staring at the old man on the bed in amazement, and only after a long time did they say hello in a little panic, and then stumbled into the comfortable sofa.
"I'm glad you agreed to do this interview."
Li Pifu, who was half-leaning on the hospital bed, said gently, the old man's voice was hoarse with the strange sound of stone rubbing, still firm and powerful, but it was a little palpitating.
Wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead, Editor-in-Chief Bob took a continuous deep breath, stabilized his mood with a strong professional spirit, and replied earnestly: "Your Excellency, this is the greatest honor I have had since I started my career, and even since the founding of the Capital Special Administrative Region newspaper. ” This is true, from this scene can be drawn a certain inference, the upcoming interview, may be the last interview of this living legend in the hospital bed, to be able to participate in the period, Bob and Wood are inexplicably impressed.
"Since it's an interview, I think it's necessary to introduce myself first."
The thin old man spoke slowly, the light in the ward was very bright, bright white, and there was no dull sadness at all, just like his legendary life, magnificent all the time.
Reporter Bob squinted and took out his most accustomed pen and paper, and Reporter Wood gently opened the recorder and listened carefully to the hoarse voice coming from the bed.
"My name is Piff Lee, I was born in Philadelphia, and I have worked three jobs in my life, before the age of twelve, when I practiced in the self-cultivation hall, I used to work part-time as a cleaner, and then at the age of fourteen, I briefly worked as a lawn mowing in Philadelphia's East Garden Square.
Then I joined the army, and since then, I've been in the army for decades, and I've never done anything else. ” "As soon as the recruit joined the army, our squad leader fell to his death during the exercise, and the superiors were very angry, and they didn't know why they picked me, a recruit, to take over the position of squad leader.
From squad leader to platoon commander, to company commander, battalion commander, regiment commander and division commander, until the end, I was promoted quickly in the army, and I never held a deputy position, nor did I work at the brigade and army levels. ” "Speaking of only working three jobs, after I retired ten years ago, I once thought about continuing to go to Dongyuan Square to cut grass, but was vetoed by the political axe in the name of safety, for this, I, a veteran, expressed great dissatisfaction."
Editor-in-chief Bob stopped the record of his fingers, raised his head and looked at the old man who was caught in memory on the bed, and thought with some anxiety and sadness, compared with Xu Le's incident, this is the real news event, the news event that will make the whole universe sad.
To be continued: