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After me, several marshals and vice-marshals came to the stage one after another, but they forgot the tirade they had prepared, and passed the time with only a few words. When all the red tape was over, the generous and benevolent host finally ordered: you can move freely.

"You know what? You're just crazy! As soon as the ball began, Dasha hurriedly bit his ear next to me, "North Koreans can't tolerate not praising their Kim in their speeches on important occasions." ”

"But I didn't discredit their Kim," I said, "and I admit that it takes extraordinary wisdom and courage to lead a lonely city that has been held out for nine years, as well as strong popular support." I reminded ......"

"Comrade Mark!" A hearty laugh rang out behind me, and a fat body appeared behind me, accompanied by several marshals of different countries and a number of beautiful dancers whose existence was unknown. Daxia's face changed suddenly, and he said in my ear: "Be careful, Generalissimo Jin is not a tolerant person. ”

Then Daxia's face changed instantly. I looked back and saw Chairman Kim's pot-bellied body. Instead of wearing the old pajamas or gray coat that he often wore on television, he wore a wide, generalissimo's military uniform that radiated countless golden lights. The front of the uniform has been obscured by medals, and the front and back of the uniform are trimmed with gold, and even the large-brimmed hat is shining with gold.

"If I wore all my medals on my chest, it wouldn't look empty." When I was thinking this, Chairman Kim had already spoken. Although he wanted to speak in an imposing way, it would be nondescript to be overly pretentious.

"Hello Comrade Mark, you can come to the Democratic People's Republic of Korea to support the war. The Korean people have a great and outstanding ......" Chairman Kim wanted to shake my hand with a smile on his face, but I saluted without even looking at it, leaving him and a dozen other people embarrassed.

But Chairman Kim is a master at resolving embarrassment, and his reaction speed in social situations has reached a level comparable to that of Prime Minister Lomanov. Without even a second of hesitation, he reached out and patted me on the shoulder, and then returned a military salute. The interpreter next to me wanted to say something, but I lowered my arm and said, "I'm familiar with Korean, Chairman." Let me accommodate you, as I said earlier, if you want to defeat the enemy who is encircling Pyongyang, you will not succeed by any single person. ”

"I know, Comrade Mark raised it very well." Chairman Kim smiled heartily, and the people around him took out their notebooks one after another. He paused and said: "The Koreans are one of the most hospitable people in the world (as if every country calls its own country the most hospitable country in the world). If it were in peacetime, we would arrange for comrades to guide you to visit beautiful Pyongyang, but now it is not very suitable. What do you think about the current situation in Pyongyang? ”

Views...... I was about to open my mouth when I noticed more and more people around me and the flashing lights were on. Chairman Kim is really a master (I hope his military level is half as high as his political propaganda methods, so that he is at least a competent soldier if not a famous commander), and unwittingly used me, the "commander of the storm team", to add free propaganda materials to his great image.

I sensed it. He didn't know that I actually hated Lomanov, but he knew that I represented the coalition headquarters better than any other Soviet soldier who had reinforced it. In the presence of Western journalists, I would never say anything unfavorable to him.

"Pyongyang is a miracle." I spoke softly. It's not loud, but I can guarantee that every reporter around here can hear it. There was another flash of light behind me, and I was unaffected.

"The city is undoubtedly unfortunate. For long years, her closest allies were thousands of miles away, and the enemies surrounding him were countless times greater. I can imagine the image of the war covering the former homeland, the sound of cannon in my ears, the blood turning the land red, the sky burning my eyes, and the only thing to breathe is the poisonous gas of cannon fodder. ”

I don't have to close my eyes to see this picture through the eyes of many people. The lights in the hall were warm, and if it weren't for the blood-red party emblem above my head, I would have thought I was in Moscow. But now, I can see hell on earth that I have seen countless times in the world's major cities.

"But after nine years, the city did not fall. Why? Act of God? External support? Or is it geography? No! It's because everyone in Pyongyang has an indelible faith. That is the belief in victory, the belief in defending the homeland, the belief that the light will shine on the land of the motherland after the darkness has dissipated. ”

The second one in particular impressed me. Before I joined the storm team, I had heard that there were large bomb shelters up to 20 meters deep under every house in Pyongyang. The bomb shelters are connected to each other, and if something goes wrong, they can be cut off at any time.

"All in all...... The city is full of heroes. Darsha pulled me from behind, and I sensed that it was my press conference, so I decided to end the conversation as soon as possible, and concluded, "It would be a mistake to think that I could immediately unravel the siege of the city." The situation against Yuri is becoming more and more favorable, and the Chinese and Soviet troops have reached the Yalu River. Earlier, the comrades in Dandong also told me that Chairman Jin already had a plan to deal with China's liberation after the beginning of the spring. ”

Counteroffensive plan...... Chairman Kim, who was still around me just now, immediately surrounded him with a smile on his face. I pulled Darsha out of the crowd.

"The Chinese are about to counterattack?" Daxia asked suspiciously, "The current situation in Dandong, I'm afraid it can't be used as a base for a large-scale attack this year, right?" ”

"Playing around," I could feel, a flash of cruelty in my eyes, "just take it as a wake-up call to this fat man." The prime minister uses me, even if he uses me, this fat man will also do the same? ”

"Then Tang Tengkai ......," Daxia asked suspiciously, "although he saved us once...... But you don't have to protect him in front of so many people, do you? ”

"Of course you have to protect him," I sighed and shook my head, "not because of his good skills. He's an old friend of mine. "In my speech just now, in order to show my leniency and mercy, as long as I ask this fat man for the command of the stars and the moon or the Pyongyang garrison, he will do his best to meet other demands.

If he had known, I, the "commander-in-chief of the storm team," had really been "airborne from space," and had come to Pyongyang because Dandong was impassable, and had to participate in the war because of Tang Tengkai...... With so much blood all in one place, I had to stay behind to help, what would he think?

I also think of a possibility...... Maybe Tan Weihui already knew that Tang Tengkai and I were friends...... Maybe he's taking advantage of me? But I then vetoed the idea. This is too nonsense, Tan Weihui has no reason to know my relationship with Tang Tengkai in the past. Because even Granzang and Noblanca don't know.

That's when I realized something was wrong.

At first, I just heard the unidentified life signals outside the dome space, infiltrating here in the form of squads: overhead, on the left and right sides, in the different passages of the dome, and in the corridors behind it......

More than 300 people, Allied equipment. Well-equipped and well-trained, and each individual soldier is equipped with the first generation of anti-mind control equipment in his helmet (later generations are expensive to build, and only the first generation that destroys the brain when controlled can be cheaply enough to be a single soldier's equipment......

And most importantly............ I sensed the corpses of two hundred garrisons! Based on the perspective of the detectable guards in the bunker, I can be sure that the entire bunker, all the entrances and exits, have been controlled!

"Not good...... It's a bad situation......" I muttered to myself, and I pulled Darsha back, and with too much force, I accidentally dragged her into my arms.

"Listen," I said, holding Darsh's arms, ignoring the fact that she was blushing at the moment, "it's not going to be good. The enemy has come in, you go and tell the guard at the door of the hall to bring me my gun!" ”

"Invasion...... Mark, how do you ......"

"Never mind how I know, I just know. Well, this gun is for you, and it should be used as a self-defense. As I spoke, I pulled out a pile of gun parts from the fluffy side of my cloak and assembled them in the palm of my hand in a very short time. That's how you brought the gun in? Darsha looked at me in shock, "Tell me...... When you first brought a pager into school, did you use this method? ”

"There are so many ways. I can do it, and so can others. Go ahead, I have important work to do. ”

"What job?" I didn't respond to Daxia's shouts behind me, and I rushed back into the crowd of reporters, knocking down a photographer in the back row and picking up a fruit knife from the banquet table next to me. As I rode on him, I saw that he had already assumed a defensive stance. Is...... Dying.

Rockets from the camera hit the dome and exploded, destroying the logo of the Workers' Party. Similarly, in the panic, the photographer's throat was slashed open.

"Dying and throeping...... How did I come up with the term? I said sarcastically to myself, "I always feel ...... Like I'm describing myself......"