Federal journalists who run politics laugh at themselves for having a pig-like sense of smell and a sense of proportion like a dog, and they know very well what kind of stories can pass the review of the newsroom and even higher-ups in the political atmosphere at different times, and what kind of stories can only be reduced to whining garbage data fragments in the workbench circuit.

Based on these two qualities, there is no reason why they should not notice the abnormal situation in the capital SAR last night, and the field troops stationed in the suburbs actually drove into Charter Square, which is said to be an exercise, but who will believe it? There was some more sensational information, such as the Federal Government and Capitol Hill's security level being raised again, and I heard that the FBI was launching a secret manhunt against the federal hero who had just returned from Sirin and had not yet been successfully stopped by the 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, if he smells movement but does not continue the investigation, it is equivalent to a soldier who surrenders without firing a shot, and no reporter can forgive himself for not raising his gun at that time, no matter what the outcome of the battle is.

Then the reporters found themselves running out of the frenzy, crashing into countless cold iron plates, and no matter what good relations were usually constructed, the federal government departments today closed their doors to them, and no one was interviewed by them. (Octave.)

The Ministry of National Defense building is heavily guarded, with heavily armed gendarmes guarding the gates, and anyone without a pass is allowed to enter, even the Venus reporters, who have military backgrounds. Outside the city, the 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 sank en masse, 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 cooperative with the constant pressure on the press spokesman.

After about a few minutes of chaos, the press secretary of the presidential residence bowed his head and whispered to Director Brin in the side porch, walked back to the stage, and looked at the expectant reporters "very stingy to give an explanation." 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 was suffering from a severe cold and needed to rest, so the Shinko-Briefing Club was suspended for a period.

The reporters in the room collectively fell silent, bowed their heads and quickly recorded the spokesman's statement on the light curtain of the workbench, while frowning and sketching various possibilities with electronic pens.

Knowing that they would never be able to ask anything more at the presidential residence, the reporters got up and rushed to the next government department that might be captured.

This continued until the evening, when the reporters took turns to fight between the buildings of the Special Administrative Region in the capital region, and finally succeeded in blocking the bolt in front of the building of the Ministry of Justice.

"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, 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 to be announced by the Ministry of Justice? The reporters were keenly aware of this and realized that the government should be relieved today, so they unceremoniously continued to ask: "Mr. Minister, we just want to know whether the federal government wants Colonel Xu Le? In addition, has Minister of Defense Zou Yingxing 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 government needs a good general like Minister Zou to lead the work in an all-round way.

Naturally, journalists won't believe this claim, but since the official answer has been given, all they need to do is interpret the answer, and they take an electronic pen to quickly record it

Waiting for the issue that they have the most to do with the people of the Federation. "As for Colonel Xu Le. Deputy Minister of Justice Gao 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 federal government. ”

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, the federal government had suspended the investigation into the relationship between Colonel Xu Le and the traitorous mechanic Yu Feng, but after the Charter Bureau was aware of these latest information, the federal central computer activated the previous wanted procedure on its own. "This also means that unless Colonel Xu Le voluntarily surrenders, then the wanted will continue forever."

It was confirmed that the Federation was looking for Xu Le Yiyi, the idol of the Federation heroes who had just returned from the empire some time ago, and the reporters in front of the Ministry of Justice building fell into a state of shock at the same time, and the twilight in 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 justice 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, which were silent, the well-informed and experienced reporters could not suppress their inner emotions and let out a noisy shock and emotion!

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There is no way to write down the words they heard, but they can keenly hear the hidden meaning behind these words, is there such a terrible connection between the military operation last night and the unhealthy 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 Capital District Daily and Wood in the industry, when he stretched out his hand, the reporters who were immersed in the shock suddenly fell silent.

Wood furrowed his brow and inhaled deeply. Cigarette and asked, "Mr. Deputy Minister, may I ask what is wanted this time...... Does it have anything to do with Colonel Xu Le's press conference in the afternoon?"

Deputy Minister of Justice Shen looked at him with a cold gaze, and 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 there was no way to get up close and personal with the department they most wanted to cover, because it was the Union Army.

In the brand-new base office of the new 17th Armored Division in the suburbs of Duzhou, an extremely depressing and tense atmosphere was being placed, and the commander of the first regiment, Helei, squinted his eyes and stared at the director of the special operations room of the First Military Region in front of him, and he did not have 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 he was holding an arrest document signed by the highest military level in his right hand, he still did not want to give in. "I don't care what you people want to do, but this is my subordinate Geng L, and 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 the little flower Si Lin Aiting standing behind him also narrowed his eyes at the same time, it was very strange, 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 before he was stopped in the office by these officers of the 17th Division. "Colonel Helley, do you understand what you're doing at this point?"

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."

This is the first chapter, and the second chapter is being written, trying to get it out before twelve o'clock. (To be continued, if you want to do things in the afternoon, please log in to the com chapter for more, support the author, support genuine reading!)