Chapter 587

Major general green felt that his nerve was about to be crushed.

Shortly after the secret video conference with the intelligence departments of otan countries, his intelligence officer Linda brought another bad news.

He has heard too much bad news tonight. He feels he doesn't want to hear bad news anymore.

Just now, I had another video call with Percy, director of CIA. Percy comforted green and said that otan's allies would deal with the secret fight with KGB. After all the good words, just let green give me more time.

Time!?

Green now wants to slap himself.

I shouldn't have promised Percy three more hours to deal with the mess.

Hardly had the video phone hung up when Linda knocked at the door with bad news.

"General, something's wrong!"

When Linda said something had happened, Green's heart jumped to his throat and lay down. He couldn't get down.

"What's the matter?"

Linda's face is very ugly.

She picked up the remote control on the desk and pressed to turn on the large LCD screen on the wall.

It's a TV station.

Seeing the sign of SVT TV station, green can't wait to drive to the director's office of the TV station immediately, then pick up the guy who sits behind the big class table in his suit and shoes, and then give him an old punch to let him know what military secrets and national security are!

Under the guise of press freedom, these journalists are shameless, let alone conscience.

Within two hours of the accident on Castle Island, journalists from all over the world flocked to the big TV stations. There were independent news in a hurry, and some were paparazzi specializing in news selling.

These people, like vultures that eat rotten meat beside dying people, hover in the sky, waiting for the dead, and then rush up to eat.

Tonight, the familiar face of the beautiful and upright field reporter in the picture looks so disgusting in green.

"... we just received a shocking picture..."

Then the camera turned to the opposite side of the island.

The fireball exploded on the top floor of the castle, and the gunfire came faintly. The exchange of fire could be seen in the dark, and some pictures were taken from overhead.

These include the regular mechanized troops under martial law along the sea, as well as soldiers busy on the sea to start erecting Swedish rbs70 air defense missiles.

Finally, the lens switches again.

Over the bridge from Castle Island to ship Island, a helicopter was hit, exploded and crashed into the sea.

These news pictures were taken very professionally. Sure enough, big TV stations are big TV stations with first-class shooting standards. Outside the lens, there are bursts of startling voices of onlookers. If there is no sign of news programs in the upper left corner, it would be considered a gun battle blockbuster.

"What are they going to do!" major general green smashed his fists on the table.

A dull noise from the table startled the people around.

"What do the police do for food! What's the matter with those people from the information department! How can these pictures be broadcast!? just now our people wanted to penetrate into the castle from the secret road. It was these reporters who photographed the pictures of them entering the building that led to the discovery of the action!"

Green blamed the media for the death of SOG special forces members just now.

"Damn the media! Don't they know my difficulties!? they think they're doing entertainment now!? shoot as you want!?"

He walked around the table like a mad dog, and finally hit the table with another punch.

The telephone rang.

Green turned pale.

You can think with your fingers who will call you now.

Picking up the receiver, green answered yes while listening without any superfluous words.

Put down the phone, he shouted to Linda, "go and get me Percy. I want to talk to this damn American hooligan!"

Green angrily left the temporary command center and followed Linda into the video conference room.

Percy's video communication was quickly connected.

Seeing Percy's image on the screen, green had ignored being polite to this guy and gave an ultimatum: "Percy, how far have I reached the negotiation between you and KGB? I must know the progress!"

Pasi stalls, a conciliatory tone of voice: "general, we have sent people to contact KGB's European operations director, they are doing things now, you know, whether to surrender Korolev is not our CIA family has the final say, which involves the safety of the whole OTAN......"

"We are not otan members. We don't have to pay for your bad things!" green angrily issued an ultimatum: "Just now the Ministry of defense called me. The royal family already knows about his highness Gustav. Now the island is completely out of control. The media photographed pictures of gun battles and explosions and put them in the news. The phones of the police station and the counter terrorism bureau have been exploded. I don't have time for you!"

He looked at the Rolex green water ghost in his hand: "the last half hour, the last half hour, this is the maximum deadline I can give you, otherwise I will let the SOG special forces launch a strong attack in half an hour!"

"General, you must consider the safety of the hostages. Please give us some more time," Percy said.

Major general green shook his head into a rattle: "no, no, no, we don't have to pay for your fault. If the final result is unacceptable to our government, all countries involved in this event will receive our diplomatic note! You must be responsible for all the consequences at this time!"

After that, he pressed the button on the desktop, and Percy, who was going to continue to explain, disappeared on the screen.

"Linda, inform Rhett and let him prepare. We will launch a new round of strong attack in 30 minutes. We should show our tough image of not negotiating with KB elements!"

"Yes, general." before Linda's voice fell, her cell phone suddenly rang.

Her face stiffened after listening to the phone.

"General..."

Green seemed to realize that there was bad news again.

"Linda, don't tell me it's still bad news." he covered his face with both hands, rubbed it hard, and said with a little despair: "I'm under enough pressure tonight."

"I'm sorry, general. It's the leader of the grave digger. Simon wants to see you. He's already online." Linda said here and lowered her tone. "Do you want me to connect the signal here?"

Green's palms showed their green veins, rubbed his face hard, put down his hands, and his face regained its fortitude.

"Come on, let me see what else he wants to play! These dog bastards! When they cry!"

The screen flashed and then lit up.

Simon, wearing a mask, appeared in the video and waved to green: "Sir, I find that our transaction lacks a little sincerity, so now I'd like to remind you what honesty is."