Chapter 53 Seaside Press Conference

"Okay, we'll be done right away." The boy beside Katyusha replied. The two teenagers smiled at each other, revealing their snow-white teeth.

"Here, I hope this will help you. That's a little bit of my heart. Katyusha returned to her room, took out a stack of $1,000 bills from her luggage, and delivered it to the teenager.

"Thank you, sister. Have a nice trip, I won't bother you. The boy took the money from Katyusha's hand, nodded in thanks, then put away the card and weapon, picked up his backpack, went to the door of the guest room opposite, and knocked on the door...

Hugh closed the door, returned to the couch, poured two glasses of champagne, and handed Katyusha a glass: "When the whole people are soldiers, the government army will be in trouble." ”

"Well, after the end of the battle on the main battlefield, this is the street fighting zone in the streets and alleys, the citizens and the ** armed forces should cooperate inside and outside, there are bunkers and cold guns everywhere, and the opponent has to go around without food. If they do too much injustice, they will kill themselves, and this situation is also of their own making. Katyusha took a sip of champagne.

Presidential palace******

A government official ran into the lobby of the presidential palace in a panic, and one accidentally fell to the ground, throwing his glasses more than two meters away, and a soldier in line helped him pick it up and deliver it to the person who came, this person is the country's Minister of Information, who is responsible for the public opinion guidance of all the media in the country.

"President, something is wrong!" The Minister of Information put on his glasses and combed his messy hair.

"If you have something to say slowly, what are you doing in such a panic, whether the sky has fallen, even if it falls, I and the army are still there." The president was recuperating with his eyes closed, half of his eyes open to look at the viewer, and soon closed them again.

"The UN reporters are digging up clues about some of the recent bloody crackdowns on people in China, including this morning's demonstrations, and some people are said to have evidence of this and are ready to report it to the international community. If they succeed, it will be a big problem. The Minister of Information breathed: "The UN peacekeeping force will intervene in this matter and intervene in the war situation in the country." ”

"These bunnies! You hold them down for me first. "The president was furious." I told my men not to let me in the UN correspondents, I don't know what they're doing. It's a good thing now, the reporters are flying around like flies, digging for clues about the battlefield, breaking the news, they can't hit it, and they can't drive it away. Originally, it was enough to deal with the gang of bandits who were armed with **, but now I specially provoked the United Nations peacekeeping force to me, which is really asking for hardship. ”

"Let me think of a countermeasure." The president lifted his forehead, trying to stabilize his emotions, and fell into deep thought.

Two minutes later...

"You, go down and inform these UN journalists, and the other foreign journalists who have come in, that there will be a foreign press conference at 7 o'clock tonight at the presidential palace, uh...... No, it's not convenient to do it, so change it to the Capital Ocean Hotel. You just need to be responsible for arranging the reception, setting up a higher standard, and entertaining them well, showing our sincerity and paralyzing them. The rest is left to the military. I'm going to see which guys have eaten the bear's heart and leopard's gall and dare to argue with us. The president clenched his fists, and the veins on his neck bulged.

"Yes. The subordinates will do it. The Minister of Information prepared to turn and leave.

"Wait, the speaker arranged for the reception in the evening, give me a little light in the head, don't stab me again." The president reassured.

"Yes, please rest assured that the president's subordinates will be properly arranged." The Minister of Information was gone, and the uncertain expression on his face had been swept away.

On the streets of the capital******

The rich second-generation Uwanda was driving his Maserati on the road to the bar, and he heard that the bar owner had found a few beautiful girls for him, and was about to go over to find them in high spirits, when the phone rang on the mobile phone rack in front of the steering wheel.

He fixed his eyes and saw that it was a call from the president: "Hey Nima, you won't arrange anything for me now, it will spoil the interest of Young Master Ben." Suspicious, he answered the phone and turned on the hands-free mode.

"Arrange for me two military trucks and the necessary manpower to fill them with stones, the size of a reef by the sea. Transport them to the cliffs next to the Capital Seaside Hotel and stack them. "The president's voice came over the phone.

"Why do you want so many stones?" The second monk of Uwangda is at a loss.

"Just pile it up there, and I'll arrange for someone to do the rest of the work. Arrive at the beachfront hotel before 7pm and you'll know when the time comes. The president commanded.

"Do it now? I still have something to do...... "The rich second generation looked at the time on his watch, it was only 14:30, thinking about going to meet the girl first, and it was not too late to go.

"Do it for me now! Less rubble! The president's roar came over the phone.

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away and arrange for my men to act." Uwanda replied in a panic.

"In addition, at the foot of the mountain in the Capital Seaside Hotel, a checkpoint has been set up for me, and a group of foreign journalists will pass through there to go up the mountain at night, and they will enter the venue with their press cards, and they will not be allowed to enter without their certificates. Do these two things for me, and call me back when it's done. The president added, and hung up the phone.

The call between the president and the logistics minister, which had been intercepted by a nanoladybug hiding in the car, was recorded as an audio file and sent to Hugh's watch.

Capital Hotel****

Hugh checked the recording sent by Ladybug and listened to it quietly with Katyusha.

"Looks like they're planning something, do you want to check it out?" Katyusha suggested.

"No problem, maybe it has something to do with our mission to trade highly enriched uranium, but it's okay to go and find out." General Hugh inserted a scabbard into his trouser leg.

"It seems that we can only disguise ourselves as journalists, and we need credentials to enter the venue. Let me find out. Katyusha thought about it, turned on the military tablet, connected to the network of the organization's intelligence center, logged in with her agent account, and searched the database for the keyword "press card of various countries", and soon pictures and text descriptions of real press cards from countries around the world appeared.

"If you look at the diplomatic relations between Iselania and other countries around the world, which country has the most popular press card?" Katyusha asked.

"America!" Hugh replied without hesitation.

"That's it. I immediately started preparing our papers. Katyusha pressed her finger to the touchscreen, and soon the database fed back the press card templates of news organizations in various states and cities in the United States. Katyusha randomly selected one of them, swiped her fingers, skillfully filled in the name, gender, date of birth, job title and other information in the picture template, covered the blank space of the photo of herself and Hugh on the template, clicked OK, and the system automatically generated a valid ID number and issue date on the picture.