Teleporting from the snow-filled Capital Special District to Philadelphia, where there were hot springs, to conduct the last interview of the Federation's God of War. Even for people like Bob and Wood, who had personally witnessed countless major events in the Federation, it was very abrupt and shocking. And the interview also ended very suddenly. The weak old man on the bed finished smoking a cigarette, said thank you, and then said goodbye. The two of them were politely asked to leave the room.
Standing in the shadow of the locust tree in the courtyard, looking up at the moon in the sky and feeling the slightly cold wind blowing in their faces, Bob and Wood continued to be in a daze. Then, they lit up their cigarettes almost at the same time. They had smoked too many cigarettes tonight, so their mouths were full of bitterness.
Two lieutenant colonels of the Ministry of National Defense's Publicity Department had been waiting in the courtyard and had a conversation with the two reporters. Then, the news director of the presidential residence, who had just arrived in Philadelphia on Flight No. 1, also came forward nervously, lowered his voice, and asked about the relevant situation. He also asked for a review in advance.
Chief Editor Bob did not hesitate to reject the request of the news director of the presidential residence. With his current status in the Federation's news industry, plus his good personal relationship with President Pabre, and more importantly, he had adhered to the professional code of conduct for half of his life, this kind of rejection was natural.
Although I believe that the Federation's people's respect for the General will not be shaken by this interview, as the author, we are very likely to be glared at by the public. "
Wood took a deep drag on his cigarette and said in a deep voice, "I'm more worried that the press will be thrown countless baskets of rotten fruit. The professional demonstrators of the Veterans Association are not easy to deal with."
"Don't worry about this. Call the secretary and ask him to check the night flight. We must rush this interview out tonight."
Chief Editor Bob wanted to throw away the cigarette butt, but he found that the Li family's courtyard was very clean and tidy. He couldn't find a suitable corner to destroy the cigarette butt. He had to put it out with the tip of his shoe and pinched it between his fingers.
"Why are you in such a hurry? I think we should at least let the editorial board take a look, "Wood asked in surprise.
"It's too late." Bob took a deep breath. He looked at the full moon hanging above the locust tree and the crescent moon on the dark blue horizon in the distance and said, "The marshal doesn't have much time left. He wants to see this interview. No one knows how many more days the old man can wait, so we have to publish it in the shortest amount of time possible."
Wood was silent for a long time. He shrugged with the cigarette in his mouth and said sadly, "Once this interview is published, anyone with a bit of intelligence will be able to guess that something is going to happen, that the God of War is dying … I really don't know how the Federation will react."
"No matter what kind of reaction you have, it's not surprising." Bob subconsciously pinched the shriveled carbon filter and said emotionally, "The Federation only has one Army God."
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In addition to the president's official residence, the senior military officials, and Mrs. Mochou, who knew the inside story, probably the elders of the major families also vaguely guessed that something big was happening in Philadelphia. But before any authoritative information was released, no one dared to talk about it, because the identity of the old man on the hospital bed was too special.
Therefore, the big shots in the capital special administrative region did not receive any news. Their attention was still focused on the war on the front line, the West Woods lawsuit, and the news about Colonel Xu Le that had just exploded.
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The majestic parliament hill stood silently amidst the cold wind and snow. It was as warm as spring inside the majestic building protected by dozens of gigantic circular stone pillars. It was blazing hot because of the heated debate and even insults.
In the vote just now, the government proposed an additional military budget proposal. Under extremely difficult circumstances, with the temporary defection of several members from the S2 industrial sector, it passed at a very low altitude. The difference in votes between the two sides was actually only seven votes.
Everyone in Parliament Hill understood why the budget proposal that had been in the news for half a month was so difficult to pass when the Federal forces were winning, President Pabre's popularity was rising, and the public's support was constantly climbing. It was because there were many forces in the Federation's political circle. Because of the news about Colonel Xu Le, they smelled something strange and began to consciously or unconsciously stand on the opposite side of the president's official residence in an attempt to gain some kind of political benefit.
"This is a conspiracy! A dirty conspiracy! This is a complete political conspiracy! "
Inside the magnificent Parliament Hill, the seats of the members were arranged in layers at a very high angle. It looked extremely oppressive. The semi-elliptical design of the seats made the densely packed seats of the members give off a sense of holiness like a space opera. In contrast, the three-story rostrum in the middle looked a little humble.
At this time, a female member of the parliament, who was about fifty years old and wearing a light pink suit, was standing in front of the microphone on the rostrum. Waving her arms excitedly, she launched the most serious accusation to her colleagues in the hall. Behind her, Mr. Zion, the deputy chairman of the Management Committee of the Federation, and Mr. Byron, the statutory chairman and the vice president of the Federation, were calmly looking at her short hair that kept shaking.
Ivo's constituency was in Donglin. Just like President Pabre's background, she was the daughter of a miner. She had always been known as a radical and representative of the interests of the people at the bottom of the Parliament. She coldly stared at the members of the parliament and said, "Mr. President secretly authorized Colonel Xu Le to investigate the attack on the Antique Bell. In less than a month, the Federation Bureau of Investigation accused Colonel Xu Le of being a wanted criminal. Doesn't anyone feel that this is very strange?"
"Wanted criminal? Why doesn't the Bureau of Proclamation have any data to prove it? " Ivo slammed the table heavily, pointed at the people and said loudly, "Just based on those witnesses that you found from god knows where, you want to accuse a hero of the Federation as a criminal. What a ridiculous accusation!"
"No one asked for the truth of the attack on the Antique Bell. Instead, you just poured dirty water on Colonel Xu Le, who risked his life for the Federation! Where was Colonel Lake, who was involved in this case, sent to after he was arrested? Why didn't I get any response from the Ministry of Defense when I sent a letter? "
"At the very least, even if Colonel Xu Le is a wanted criminal, I would like to ask, what crime did he commit to make you so angry that you can't wait to shoot him?"
The female councilor spread her hands and said with emotion, "I don't know how many deals are hidden in this hall. I only know that when we enter the parliament hill, we have to put our hands on the charter and swear. But obviously, many of us have forgotten this."
"I'm from Donglin. If Colonel Xu Le is from Donglin, I'll only feel proud. That's all I have to say."
There was an uproar in the parliament hill. Countless voices of objection and angry reprimands sounded from the high cliff-like seats. A male councilor wearing gold-rimmed glasses rang the bell in front of him, frowned and said, "Councilor Ivo, I would like to ask you to pay attention to your manners. We insist on investigating Colonel Xu Le, of course, based on the spirit of the charter."
"Spirit of the charter? Councilor Paulsen, if my memory is correct, before you were elected as a councilor, you were the Deputy Minister of Finance of the previous government. And before that, you were a senior director of Sheng Gao Investment Company. "
Councilor Ivo looked at him and said with a hint of mockery, "Sheng Gao Investment Company has been trying to persuade the government to divide the ancient clock company. Do you need me to say more clearly what kind of role you played in it? Based on the spirit of the charter? I highly doubt that when you put your hands on the charter, you were thinking about money. "
"Slander!" Councilor Paulsen waved his arms angrily and said sternly, "No matter how you twist the truth, there is no way to clear the criminal's name. Colonel Xu Le entered the army by hiding his identity, hiding his relationship with the most wanted criminal of the Federation. Councilor Ivo, with your Master of Law degree, you should know very well how many laws of the Federation he has violated."
"You must be responsible for what you said just now." Councilor Paulsen looked back at his colleagues and said loudly, "Mr. President must also be responsible for this! Why did he allow Xu Le to be bailed out? Does he not know how much of a threat this person poses to the safety of the Federation? "
He stared at the audience coldly and said, "Xu Le is the student of the most notorious traitor in the history of the Federation. Who can explain his real purpose of entering the capital ring incognito? Who can guarantee to the entire Federation that there is no conspiracy or ambition behind his actions? "
"The student of a traitor is a traitor?" Councilor Ivo retorted loudly, "This is not the era of the former dynasty. There is no such thing as the conviction of bloodline. Everyone, wake up. Look at the war on the frontline. What we need is unity and calmness, not fanatical moral persecution!"
Perhaps Councilor Ivo's speech was clear-headed, but she forgot one thing. The more wartime it was, the more sensitive the so-called moral position was. Her speech was instantly drowned by the ridicule and reprimand. The entire hall of the parliament kept echoing with the words such as treason, conspiracy, trial, and so on.
At this time, many councilors suddenly noticed some changes in the corner of the hall. They saw many employees, many of them from their own offices, appear in the aisles with anxious faces and give them hints from a very long distance away.
These hundreds of councilors who controlled the fate of the Federation were not necessarily the smartest people, but they were definitely the most sensitive people in politics. In other words, they were the most conservative group of people. After seeing the hints of the employees in the office, although they did not understand the real reason, the fierce attacks against Colonel Xu Le and President Pabre gradually became fewer and fewer.
Then, all the councilors received the Capital Special District Daily that was published in advance today and saw three pages of the most serious newspaper in the Federation.
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A short half-hour adjournment.
Councilor Ivo stood on the rostrum and waved the newspaper in her hand with a serious face. She asked loudly, "Now, who still thinks that the student of a traitor must be a traitor?"
Councilor Paulsen sat down while panting heavily. The entire parliament hall was dead silent. Only Councilor Ivo's loud voice could be heard. She kept waving the newspaper in her hand. On the newspaper, War God Li Pifu was smiling, but the councilors were terrified and had difficulty breathing.
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