Federal journalists who run the political line often laugh at themselves for having a pig-like sense of smell and a dog's sense of proportion, and they know very well what kind of stories can pass through the newsroom and beyond, and what kind of stories, no matter how brilliant and eye-catching, can only be reduced to whining garbage data fragments in the workbench circuit.
Based on these two qualities, there is no reason why they can't find out about the abnormal situation in the capital DC last night, the field troops stationed in the suburbs actually drove into Charter Square, it is said to be a drill, but who would believe it Immediately after they obtained some more sensational information through their respective information channels, such as the Federal Political Axe and the security level of Capitol Hill has been raised again, and I heard that the FBI is launching a secret manhunt operation, and the target of the operation is to mention the federal hero who has just returned from Xilin and has not been successfully intercepted by reporters All the reporters were flustered, excited, confused, impulsive, they didn't know if they could chase these things, and what kind of shocking news events would break out if they chased them, but after a short period of psychological struggle, they still put on their trench coats and rushed out of the doors of major newspapers and television stations, rushing towards their destinations.
A journalist in a news event is like a soldier on the battlefield who smells movement but does not continue to investigate, it is equivalent to a soldier who surrenders without firing a shot, and no journalist can forgive himself for not raising his gun at that time, no matter what the final outcome of the battle is.
Immediately afterwards the reporters found themselves rushing out of the frenzy, crashing into countless cold iron plates, and no matter how good the relationship was usually constructed, the federal political axe departments today closed their doors to them, and no one was interviewed by them.
The Ministry of Defense building is heavily guarded, with heavily armed gendarmes guarding the gates, which prohibit anyone without a pass, even the Venus reporters, who have military backgrounds.
Outside the cordon, reporters anxiously shouted the name of the spokesman of the Ministry of National Defense, and asked in a loud voice whether the news of Minister Zou's temporary resignation was true.
No one was interviewed at the Charter Square Management Office, the hurried members of parliament on the hill were collectively silent, and the presidential residence even temporarily announced that the regular briefing that was supposed to be held at 10 o'clock this morning would be suspended for one day.
The reporters, who had pinned all their hopes on the press briefing at the official residence, made extremely dissatisfied noises, and their gossips seemed to be messy like a vegetable market, but in fact they were extremely tacitly cooperative in constantly exerting pressure on the press spokesman.
After about a few minutes of chaos, the press spokesman of the presidential residence bowed his head and whispered a few words with Director Brin in the side corridor, walked back to the stage, looked at the expectant reporters, and gave an explanation very stingily.
This explanation is simple, but quite unexpected, and it has also generated countless rich and stirring images in the minds of federal journalists.
Mr.
President had a bad cold and needed to rest, so the press briefing was suspended for one issue.
The reporters in the audience were collectively silent, bowing their heads and quickly recording the spokesman's statement on the light curtain of the workbench, while frowning and sketching various possible surnames with electronic pens.
Knowing that they could no longer be asked anything at the presidential residence, the reporters got up and rushed to the next political axe department that might be captured.
This continued until the evening, when the reporters finally succeeded in blocking the Deputy Minister in front of the Ministry of Justice building, and according to the latest information they had, the Deputy Minister had been authorized by the official residence to give a brief briefing to the major media about what had happened last night until early this morning.
"At 21:40 yesterday, in response to the terrorist incident on Parliament Hill a few days ago, the federal military successfully conducted an anti-terrorist exercise codenamed Deep Spring in the area around Charter Square.
Through this exercise, the various departments of the federal government have strengthened the exchange and matching of information with each other, and have rehearsed relevant plans for similar terrorist attacks again, and gained a lot of valuable experience. ” How could the news of the military exercise need the Ministry of Justice to announce that the reporter was keenly aware of this, realizing that the political axe should be relieved today, and unceremoniously continued to ask: "Mr.
Minister, we just want to know if the federal political axe is wanted by Colonel Xu Le, and whether Minister of Defense Zou Yingxing has been asked to leave his post" "Let me first correct that Minister Zou did not leave his post, but only went to the strategic equipment bases of the Federation to inspect at the special request of Mr.
President.
Because of the upcoming summer war on the Empire's homeland, the Federation's strategic equipment is facing a difficult test, and the political axe needs a good general like Minister Zou to lead the work in an all-round way. ” Naturally, journalists won't believe this claim, but now that the official answer has been given, all they need to do is interpret it, and they take a quick note with an electronic pen, silently waiting for the question that concerns them and the federal people most.
"As for Colonel Xu Le."
The Deputy Minister of Justice frowned and considered his words and said slowly: "Yes, from the point of view of the legal process, we can say that he is being wanted by the Federation. ” Mr.
Deputy Minister looked at the reporters and continued to explain: "Colonel Xu Le left the camp in Xilin Region without permission, and the military asked him to explain the situation, but he never reported it.
In addition, according to the investigation of the Charter Bureau, Colonel Xu Le has a very close relationship with the suspect in the terrorist attack on Parliament Hill, but he has not reported this to his superiors. ” "That's all the reason for wanting Colonel Xu Le," a reporter asked sharply.
"Nope."
The Deputy Minister of Justice calmly replied: "I think you were all involved in that report at the time, and the Federal Political Axe had suspended the investigation into the relationship between Colonel Xu Le and the traitorous mechanic Yu Feng, but after the Charter Bureau learned of these latest information, the Federal Central Computer independently activated the previous wanted procedure. ” "This also means that unless Colonel Xu Le voluntarily surrenders, then the wanted will continue forever."
Confirming that the Federation was looking for Xu Le, the idol of the Federation hero who had just returned from the Empire some time ago, the reporters in front of the Ministry of Justice building fell into a shocked silence at the same time, and the twilight of the evening slanted from the end of the street, looking a little bloody.
"As for what's going on at the president's residence, I don't know, and you don't have to ask me."
The Deputy Minister of Justice smiled and said: "However, I believe that if Colonel Xu Le is brought to the court and the judicial process comes to the point where the evidence is made public, then the entire federation will know the truth of the incident." ” Up and down the stone steps that were silent and silent, the well-informed and experienced reporters could not suppress their inner emotions and let out a noisy shock and emotion There is no way to write down the words they heard, but they can keenly hear the hidden meaning behind them, whether there is such a terrible connection between the military operation last night and the poor health of Mr.
President today, and Colonel Xu Le, who is being wanted Reporter Wood had been standing quietly on the periphery of the crowd, he was wearing a faux fur vest today, and the cigarette roll in his hand seemed to be burning all the time, and he suddenly reached out his hand.
With the status of the newspaper and Wood in the industry, when he stretched out his hand, the reporters who were immersed in the shock suddenly fell silent.
Wood wrinkled his brows and took a deep puff on his cigarette and asked, "Mr.
Deputy Minister, may I ask if this wanted notice has anything to do with Colonel Xu Le's press conference yesterday afternoon?"
The Deputy Minister of Justice looked at him silently, his eyes were cold, and he replied very simply and directly: "It doesn't matter." ” The news that Colonel Xu Le, a federal hero, has become a wanted criminal by the Federation will probably spark countless shocking discussions in the federal society, and even more serious things.
Journalists were excitedly or thoughtfully documenting but had no way to get up close and personal with the department they most wanted to cover, because it was the Union Army.
In the office of the new base of the new 17th Armored Division in the suburbs of the capital, there was an extremely depressed and tense atmosphere, and the commander of the regiment, Helei, squinted his eyes and stared at the director of the special operations room of the First Military Region in front of him, without the slightest intention of retreating, although the other party's military rank was far higher than his own, although the other party had a gendarme with special powers, and although the other party had an arrest document signed by the highest level of the military in his hand, he still did not want to give in.
"I don't care what you guys want to do, but this is my troops, those guys are my soldiers, and if you want to arrest them, you must have my consent."
Colonel Helei's eyes narrowed into two dangerous slits, and Hua Xiao Si Lin Ai and the others who were standing behind him also narrowed their eyes at the same time, it was amazing, probably every guy who stayed with Xu Le for too long would be infected by his small action, and every time he encountered the greatest anger or the most terrifying danger, the men's eyes would narrow, and their eyelids would crush everything in their eyes into pieces in anger in the blink of an eyelid.
The director of the special operations room came with the military police with the arrest documents of the highest level of the military, and he did not expect that he had not seen the members of the 7th group, so he was stopped in the office by these officers of the 17th Division.
"Colonel Helley, do you understand what you're doing at this time?"
The director of the special operations room stared into the eyes of the officers and said in a cold voice: "These officers under your command participated in a shocking rebellion last night, if you insist on disobeying the military order and protecting them, then maybe the next time I come back, the target of the gendarme's arrest will be yourself." ” To be continued: