Chapter 320: The Big Event Four

Subtitle of this chapter: The benevolent man who wears the north leg of the forest

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"Drive in five minutes, Dr. Yuan."

Our Master Yuan had already taken off his tuxedo at this time and was dressed like a porter sitting in a freight wagon.

By this time, their group and two large boxes had also boarded a freight train bound for Glasgow.

Ganon-Townsend, who was also dressed as a worker, got into the car and said in a very excited tone: "Dr. Yuan, I forgot to say it just now. Thank you, and I thank you on behalf of the people of Ireland! ”

"Although Mr. Collins was against it before, I think he will thank you when he finds out about it......"

"Hahaha, Ganon, you're wrong. Instead of being grateful, Mr. Collins blames me. Yuan Yanqian interrupted him with a smile.

"How so?!" Townsend patted the two boxes next to him and said suspiciously, "You have brought us two big bargaining chips in Ireland!" ”

"Hehe......" This time "Comrade Tai Sui" just chuckled twice, noncommittal.

In fact, Yuan Hongjian is very disdainful of terrorism.

It's not that he doesn't think this "cry of despair" can't change history. On the contrary, terrorist acts are one of the contingencies of history.

The best example is Uncle Lantern's 911.

For Seris, the international environment in 2001 looked like this:

The USSR fell, and China and the United States lost their common enemy. The Taiwan Strait crisis in '96 caused relations between the two countries to deteriorate rapidly.

The first Gulf War made US imperialism an "alien" on Earth. To be honest, the mentality of the Seris military is also a bit broken.

The Republican administration of George W. Bush is drawing its sword and looking around at a loss, and if the US imperialists do not find themselves an opponent, how can the domestic military-industrial complex get another vote?

At this time, if Uncle Lan Lantern hadn't taken the initiative to jump out and attract the attention and firepower of the US imperialists, it is unknown whether a certain big country in the East would be able to pass this hurdle, at least not so smoothly.

However, the example of 911 also shows that the results of terrorist acts are not in line with the original intentions of the perpetrators.

Returning to the "Tai Sui operation", what about the kidnapping of the Prince of Wales and the Prince of Di Palace?

Will Little Japan spit out Shandong?

Will England give Ireland full independence?

These two are just the first in line to the throne, and they are not without brothers.

To put it cold-bloodedly, even if these two are killed, Britain and Japan only need to change an heir, and it will have no impact at all.

To put it bluntly, it is not impossible to kidnap important people in exchange for financial benefits. But if the kidnappers make political demands, a normal government is absolutely impossible to accede to

Otherwise, there will be no peace in the country.

Therefore, in the final analysis, terrorist acts are nothing more than "cries of despair".

Of course, when our Master Yuan arrives in Ireland, he will only make a very small request to the British government.

"Phew! Bang! Bang! ”

He faintly heard a few very light explosions in his ears, and his heart couldn't help but move, could it be that the legation has started?

"Whew!"

The whistle sounded, muffling out the explosion. The wagons then started and drove out of London Railway Station.

"It's 9:35, and I order ...... in five minutes."

"Smack, smack, slap......"

Sir Holmwood had just given the order, and heard and saw the spotlight go out, and it turned out that a large army of British journalists had finally arrived.

"Sir, I'm The Times, ...... please"

"Sir, I'm the Daily Mail, ...... please"

"Sir, I'm the Guardian, may I ask ......"

In fact, the director has a very good relationship with the press, and his image in the media is also very "fresh", and he is known as a "brave reformer".

Because some of the measures he has implemented in the police are very leftist and progressive, such as pensions, such as recruiting women to be police officers.

It can be seen that he still knows very well that it is necessary to do a good job in relations with the public opinion circles.

So when he saw so many reporters coming to the scene, his heart moved, and he immediately raised his voice and said, "Gentlemen, I know you have a lot of questions. But now is not the time to answer questions. ”

The Superintendent of the Metropolitan Police showed a resolute expression and said in a deep voice: "We, the Metropolitan Police, will never sit idly by and watch criminals be so arrogant. Now we are ready for a surprise attack. ”

"Please rest easy, friends in the press, and I will answer your questions after the success of the assault."

"Smack, smack, smack."

His image of such a professional demeanor is fixed on the photo.

It would have been better if he hadn't been wearing civilian clothes but a uniform.

“ACTION!”

Five minutes passed quickly, and with a wave of Sir Halwood's hand, the London police launched at the front and rear gates at the same time......

"Poof, poof, poof."

A slight popping sound was heard in the ears of everyone outside the embassy.

The Governor-General, who served as a commander of the gendarmerie on the Western Front, is no stranger to this, and this should be ......

"Mortar?"

"Lie down!"

When it was too late, he yelled and rolled under a car.

"Smack, smack, smack."

His image of such a professional demeanor is fixed on the photo.

If he was not wearing civilian clothes but a military uniform, the effect would have been a little better.

"Bah, bah, bah."

Just as the reporters were taking pictures and the police were looking for cover, the shells exploded.

However, the shells did not fall to the ground, but detonated in mid-air.

"Hoo ......"

The superintendent under the car breathed a sigh of relief and climbed out.

At this time, he was quite open-minded in his heart, and sure enough, it was CHINK, and he couldn't even use a mortar.

"Hey, what is this?"

At this time, Sir Holmwood noticed that snow was falling in the night sky of London in July...... No, it's not real snowflakes, it's snow-white flyers that fill the sky.

He grabbed one casually, and saw that the leaflet was written in bold bold font:

E ARE JABA LEGION.

"We are the Hibiscus Legion." Underneath this sentence is a very cartoonish big red flower, which is the logo designed by our Master Yuan.

E HAVE BOOOOMBS!

There is also a big black bomb under the phrase "We have a bomb", which is the one in the later meme. After all, he was not a professional designer, so he borrowed it.

E HAVE HOOOSTAGES!

Underneath the phrase "We have hostages" is a yellow human head, which is the weeping expression.

YOU ATTACK, E MASSACRE!

"You attack, we slaughter!" Underneath this sentence is a knife dripping with blood. That's right, it's also inside the meme.

PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DON’T TRY IT. THANKS.

"Please don't try. Thank you. Below the last sentence is a pattern of hands clenched into fists.

The Superintendent looked over and saw that there was another sentence on the back: Please be patient, and we will make our statement to the people of the world at sunrise tomorrow morning.

Of course, there is also a pattern of the sun getting up.

All in all, this is a leaflet with gentle words and cute patterns. Not only is the printing exquisite, but the paper is quite high-end.

No need to ask, this is all "produced by the system, must be a high-quality product." ”。

There is no need to ask, Yuan Yanqian's trick was learned from the north leg of the forest. In the future, his old man sent a plane to fly over Tokyo, dropping not bombs but also leaflets.

Sir Halwood sneered in his heart, sure enough, it was CHINK, sure enough, it was a coward.

He straightened his clothes and shouted at the lying policemen, "Get up for me and continue the attack......"

“STOP!”