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Chapter 208 Storytelling Press Conference

"I shouldn't have brought these second-generation farmers here." Looking at Haoyi sitting opposite, who was busy grabbing the fruit on the table and stuffing it into his mouth while constantly looking around at the decorations in the house, Colonel Borg frowned in pain and wailed weakly.

The press conference two hours ago was probably the worst and most crazy press conference that Borg had experienced in his life. The "good" performance of Haoyi and others made Borg want to dig a hole and bury himself. At the beginning of the opening, Haoyi, the guy, subconsciously used the flash lights of the reporters' scene as flash bullets, leading Hu Erpang and his group of people to fall to the ground in front of hundreds of reporters, with their butts sticking out at the entrance of the rostrum in the conference room. At that time, amid the laughter of the reporters, Borg's face turned green and he wanted to step forward and kick Haoyi.

However, that was not the thing that drove Borg the most crazy. With the clever explanation of Borg, the reporters did not exaggerate the major incident. "Our heroes have just returned from the battlefield, and may not have been freed from the war-torn environment for a while. From their skillful tactical actions, it is not difficult to see that they are the most capable soldiers in our federal army. "Borg, who often deals with verbal battles, used his wisdom at critical moments to find the most "ideal" explanation for Haoyi and others' mischief.

In the following self-introduction and rough introduction to the whole story of the Mutus planet incident, Haoyi and others followed the draft provided by Borg in advance, from beginning to end, except for occasional typos, which made Borg laugh and cry, and also surprised the reporters, they did not make any major mistakes. However, in the following free questioning session, Haoyi and others were vulgar and without brain words and expressions, which made Borg, who was hosting the press conference, lose face.

"Captain, it is said that the rebels in the Sharon Star Zone have issued a statement saying that the Mutus incident was completely a conspiracy of the Federal Army. The purpose was to frame the senior officials of the Sharon Rebels. As the first person to expose the conspiracy of the rebels' reset plan, what do you think about this?" A reporter asked Haoyi.

"God, what else can I say? These shameless grandsons clearly want to turn against each other. They just want to say that they were framed by others. You believe this trick. I have seen those big iron boxes filled with nuclear ammunition and the rebels captured by us in the base. Haven't they all tested by themselves? Damn, their so-called immoral major general was driven away by me..." Haoyi was spitting with "outrageous indignation" and even rolled up his sleeves, posing as a shrew curse, swearing, and dancing, completely ignoring his appearance as a federal officer, making Borg want to find a piece of tofu to kill this guy.

Later, when a reporter asked how Haoyi and others intervened in the zeroing base and how they defeated the prisoners' large number of defenders and discovered the rebels' zeroing plan, Haoyi was excited to jump onto the rostrum, and flirted with eyebrows and vividly talked about "storytelling" to hundreds of reporters below the stage. "By the way, our brothers were wearing the clothes of the rebel radar soldiers like this..."

Not only did this guy talk about storytelling by himself, but what was even more exaggerated was that when it came to exciting things, this guy actually made Hu Erpang and others simulate the scene at that time on stage. A originally regular press conference was made by this guy a bit an inappropriate storytelling conference, which made Bog stunned and wanted to send someone to carry the two guys down. However, when he saw the hundreds of reporters in the audience listening to it, and even applauding Haoyi and others from time to time, Bog had to accept this fact helplessly.

Originally, the press conference that had only been planned for one hour, but because Haoyi's improvised storytelling performance was delayed until two hours later, Borg, who could not bear it, finally "eraged" and ordered two military police to go up and drag Haoyi, who was dancing forehand, to stop the farce-like press conference.

Afterwards, as soon as he left the press conference, Borg began to reflect on why he believed Yat's foolings and took on such an unlucky task. He seemed to have seen how angry Marshal Rui Youling and others would be after seeing the video of the press conference. In a vague sense, Borg had a painful feeling that the Minister of the Second Propaganda Department would have done his best.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, sir, how much does it cost to stay in a luxurious suite like this cost for one night?" Looking at the decorations in this magnificent suite, Haoyi swallowed the fruit in his mouth and interrupted Borg's thoughts with his eyes shining.

The suite that Haoyi and his friends are now in a very ordinary VIP suite in the World Trade Center Hotel. However, even the ordinary VIP suite is a luxurious room that Haoyi has never seen before. After the press conference, in order to avoid the two-person guys from playing a farce again, Borg temporarily decided to ask the adjutant to take Hu Erpang and others back to the base first, and he took Haoyi alone to accept an interview with Xia Li, a famous battlefield female reporter on ENN TV. The luxurious VIP suite in front of him was the temporary interview site.

"I said, Captain, can you maintain the appearance of a federal soldier even a little bit of the military appearance." Looking at the captain in front of him who looked like the son of a farmer who had entered the city for the first time, Borg's face was covered in black and almost whispered in a pleading tone: "Forget about the press conference, I just want you to stop making trouble when you are interviewed by ENN TV later."

"Hu Nao, uh, sir, right?" Hearing Borg's words, Haoyi stopped and grabbed the right hand of the fruit on the table, and said with a wronged look on his face: "At the press conference just now, I said word by word of the speech you gave me, sir, how can I call Hu Nao?"

"You little boy and I pretend to be confused when I understand." Borg, who has always been polite and gentle, finally couldn't help but slam the table. He ignored his gentle image and pointed at Haoyi's nose and cursed: "You bastard, who told you to talk about storytelling at the press conference? Do you know that it was being broadcast live at that time? There are hundreds of millions of viewers in the federal community watching that press conference. You represent the image of a federal soldier, but you bastard actually gave me a storytelling scene. I wish I could kill you on the spot."

"..." Looking at Borg's green and dark face as if it was like a ghost agent's mask, Haoyi opened his mouth wide for a moment of speechlessness. He held an apple slice that was about to be sent into his mouth in his hand, as if he had been imposed on a fixed technique. After a long time, Haoyi swallowed hard and asked Borg carefully, saying, "Sir, no, it's not that serious."

"Not that serious." Borg's eyes were even more glaring at him and cursed angrily: "You bastard boy, because of your fuss, the image of our federal soldiers in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people has been completely destroyed. Do you know that this time my black hat will probably be thrown away by your stinky brat? Do you know..."

"Uh..." How could Haoyi, a guy, have thought that his improvisational performance would bring such serious consequences to Colonel Borg, who had been in charge of military propaganda work. For a moment, he could only scold Borg in great depression.

"Drip." Just as Borg was cursing "inspired", the personal communicator he was wearing suddenly rang out in a hurry. Borg took a deep breath and calmed down his heartbeat, which was so angry that Hao Yi was a little speeding. He looked down at the communicator screen in his hand. After a glance, Borg seemed to have a needle on his butt, and suddenly bounced up from the leather sofa.

"You're waiting here." Borg glanced at Haoyi, who was confused, and then threw a word into the inner room of the suite like a wind, and slammed the old wooden door.

"Marson." After entering the room, Borg clicked on the communicator on his arm and saw a holographic image of about one foot high appearing. It was the Federal Marshal Rui Youling. Seeing Rui Youling's face full of anger, Borg thought that the old marshal was angry at the ridiculous press conference just now. He was so scared that he bowed his head and sweat came out on his forehead.

"Colin, where is our heroic captain." Rui Youling's face was not very good-looking, as if he had encountered something that made the old marshal unhappy.

"Report to the Marshal, Captain Haoyi is in the outer room, and we are waiting for ENN's interview team to come and do a personal interview for him." Borg replied quickly and respectfully.

"Yes." Rui Youling nodded and asked in a deep thought: "According to the original plan, do you plan to let Haoyi use ENN TV to spread the inside story of the Solomi incident?"

"Yes, Marshal." Borg was a little confused when he heard this, but he didn't dare to look up at Rui Youling's face, and just whispered in a low voice: "This is based on Marshal's previous instructions, we should take advantage of the press conference of the Mutus incident to reveal the inside story of the Solomi incident, so as to lay the foundation for our next action."

"There is no need to be a colonel, terminate the plan, so that Captain Haoyi does not have to reveal the inside story of the Solomi incident for the time being." Rui Youling ordered in a deep voice.

"Uh, Marshal, is it..." Bog was surprised when he heard Rui Youling's order and couldn't help but look up and ask hesitantly.

"College, I know what you want to ask." Rui Youling's unhappiness became more and more obvious, and he explained in a deep voice: "Tell you the truth, according to the latest battle report sent back from the front line, the first space hybrid fleet in our war zone that carried out the "decapitation operation" had an accident. In a certain airspace of the Poole Star Zone, it was surrounded by the sixth and seventh space fleets in the fifth war zone that were ambushed in advance. Although there has not been any fire exchange incident between the two sides, the situation is obviously very unfavorable to us, so the veteran generals of the military decided to suspend the plan. Do you understand, Colonel."

"Yes, Marshal." Borg was even more surprised when he heard Rui Youling's concise explanation. Although the expected scolding did not appear, Borg was still incredible when he heard that the First Space Mixed Fleet in this war zone was "ambushed".

"Okay, Colonel, after you hand over Captain Haoyi to ENN TV for an interview later, you will immediately rush back to the military headquarters to attend the SSS-level secret meeting." Rui Youling reminded with a gloomy face and hurriedly cut off the communication.

Seeing that the personal communicator on his arm had calmed down, Borg breathed a sigh of relief. Although Rui Youling did not scold Borg for the ridiculous press conference, the news brought by the old marshal also made Borg feel relieved. It was obvious that the military headquarters and the First War Zone were at a disadvantage in the first "confrontation" with the Fifth War Zone.

"Ding Dong." As Borg walked out of the inner room woodenly, the bell of the suite door suddenly rang.
Chapter completed!
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