"Star officer, star officer? Someone's Climbing Boat Gang! ”

"Ahal, you're dreaming too much?"

"Someone is really crawling! I didn't dream! I twisted my legs! Eh, it's still a woman! ”

"It's noisy, little ghost! Command you in the name of the living god of the concubine Ukrosatia, shut your foul mouth! ”

The situation has taken a turn for the worse.

When the captain leaned out of the cabin nervously, he vaguely knew the end...... But when he bowed half-kneeling like the others, he realized that he had once again underestimated the development of the situation.

"Captain, are you saying that the priest Amibizeroo is the only one who survived?"

Ukrosatia's wet suit faintly showed the graceful curves of her body—but the captain kept his head hanging down, not daring to look at it. Her yellow hair has been floating in the air with her arrogance, and it is better not to mess with her if she knows each other.

"Hmm...... When I met the priest, my ship was a pilot ship, and I only saw him coming alone on a flying dragon, huh...... As for the rest, the villain doesn't know. ”

"And then, Imibizero, went from you to the flagship, and it didn't take long for the order to return to the same place?"

"Yes, sir."

"I see." The captain peeked upwards, and saw that the hair of the current god was almost all fluttering, and he was in a state of rage.

Based on this alone, he already knew that someone's life would not be too easy in the future. What kind of sanctions await him after returning home? Looking at the living god Yukrosatia, who was leaping forward on the mast between the ships, the captain's beard twitched again--in fact, isn't it the same for himself who has an uncertain future, and I don't know if I can get the balance of the salary this time alone......

"Extra! Extra! Exclusive color photos of the sinking of the two-moon cult bandit empty ship! This is a great historical testimony for you and your family to treasure...... Just two corners, just two corners! Color printing does not increase in price! ”

In Mendong City, newspaper sellers are everywhere at intersections, and the station is waving the "Elta Pioneer Daily" with today's color printing on the outer pages, while shouting vigorously with the advertising words taught to them by their superiors. In some places, however, newspaper sellers sit peacefully in the kiosks, waiting for customers in the back to line up to drop coins into the coin boxes and take away the newspapers they want.

"Sir, come for five." A worker in the poultry and egg workshop of a non-staple food factory opened his satchel after throwing a one-dollar coin into the cash box and hurriedly stuffed two newspapers handed by the newspaper seller.

"It's a shame that Lao Tzu came early, otherwise I would have to go to work and still be here blindly." He straightened his bag and clothes, raised his chest straight and walked to the factory according to the sun.

Almost everyone in Mendong City heard the news that sounded like an inconspicuous thing on the morning broadcast: "The five floating giant ships of the Double Moon Sect were sunk by our army before the invasion of Elta, which is another brilliant victory for the people of Chinese and the people of Erta to work together to resist the invaders......

There was no good news, and it was often reported when the capital of the Elta Empire was still in Garcia. But people from other worlds are different. Almost all of the people in the factory were discussing the fall of the empty ships with newspapers or empty-handed - the good news from all over Elta was always unfounded, leaving skeptics with plenty of ammunition to attack the forces they wanted to suspect.

However, every victory won by the Otherworldly people under the leadership of the Elta will be described in detail, how many are killed, how many are wounded, how many are destroyed, where they are encircled, and where the banner of victory is planted.

That's not enough. The "Elta Pioneer Daily" also specially set up a special page to report on the frontline battles, whether it is major battles or interviews with combat heroes, there are photos. Most of the Elta people don't know what optical imaging is, let alone photo editing, grafting, photoshopping, or beautification - they just know that it's the magic technology of the aliens, who can print what actually exists on paper. Even the strongest skeptics and conspiracy theorists can point out whether the data is fake, but when confronted with the vivid photographs, they can only silence them as if they did not see them.

In the egg workshop, steam is billowing everywhere, reflecting the brilliance of stainless steel. The workers who had just bought the newspaper had put on their masks and changed into light green coats to wrap the cut chicken in front of them.

It's not time to go to work yet, and each post is just disinfecting equipment. And a worker next to him patted him on the shoulder and asked, "After filming for so long, the newspaper was bought?" ”

"Got it." The worker who had just bought the newspaper pointed to the location of the locker for personal belongings outside the factory, "It's all there, it's well wrapped." I see this posture today, or I really can't buy it without printing. ”

"Isn't it pretty? Ay...... I didn't buy the last issue of Piexiano. "Several workers in the same position began to get together to discuss the great cause of collecting." It's amazing! Seeing it makes people want to go to the army to make a contribution......"

"Shao Temeow nonsense, last time I joined the army, you shrunk the most!"

At half-past eight, the whistle sounded -- and all the workers immediately took their places, ready to do the full eight hours of the day. No matter how the Elta front line is turned upside down, Mendong City and various industrial and mining enterprises are still the same.

It's just that the idlers in the urban area and the old landlords who are not empty have time to comment on the few high-definition large-scale color photos of the fall of the empty ship. The destruction of these miracles of the Double Moon Church, which only the upper echelons of society and businessmen had heard of, had a much greater impact and significance to them than civilians.

"Well, Mr. Rimiholro, how do you feel about this?" A bald businessman asked as he pointed to a colorful photo in the newspaper as he pointed to half of the siu mai provided by the Mendong City Breakfast Project.

"What else can you do but be shocked? Our net worth is tied to these otherworldly people. Rimi Horro, who used to be one of the controllers of the important trade route between Garcia and the South, smiled helplessly, "Garcia's poor chamber of commerce that deals with wheat and farm tools is said to have lost his wealth and his whole family has come to Mendong City." He then also took over the post-war commercial representation of Garcia...... I don't know what it is. ”

"Rimi Holro, you're not the same." The bald merchant swallowed the roasted wheat and wiped his mouth. "We do business, whoever has money is the father, I just thought that I could make money by following the people from the other world, but I didn't expect that they not only wanted to control the whole Elta, but the Bimoon Church was also going to get out."

"Bora, don't you know that legend?" Rimiholo lowered his voice, "Legend has it that he was able to get that agency because he assisted the agents of the Otherworldly when he was in Garcia City and took down some important information. ”

"Huh?" The bald Bola's eyes suddenly brightened. "I still gave the city defense map......

"You're giving you the defense map of the Elta Empire, hell if it looks exactly the same as the deployment of the Church of the Two Moons, Boura!"

"Damn, I'm also a well-connected person in Garcia, and I want a place to have a place...... Who would have thought that such a small character would take away a big business! Bora folded the plastic bags with some chagrin – all plastic bags in Mendong City now require a deposit.

"So, if the empty ship is sunk, it will be sunk, and I think it is really convenient to please those guys who open their mouths and close their mouths and keep their mouths closed. Don't we all have a doorway in the south? If you persuade them to surrender quickly, how many years of concession contract can you say the Otherworldly can give us, or what kind of priority bill of lading for goods? ”

"But they didn't know that the Church of the Two Moons had lost so badly at sea." Bora's mind was starting to spin.

"Then we'll let them know!" As soon as Rimiholo waved his hand, the man waiting at the door appeared beside him and bowed his head for orders.

"Go buy him ten copies of today's newspaper!" With a wave of his hand, Rimiholo was a purple ticket.

Bora is not wrong, at least outside of Mendong City, several major cities and some villages and towns in the liberated areas of West Elta already have radio broadcasts that are completely synchronized with Mendong City -- not only in signal mode, but also in the form of loudspeakers erected by towers to report time and broadcast news. Some advanced people with a little money at home have already bought a large number of fixed-frequency radio stations and batteries for export in Mendong City, so they can enjoy all radio station services - except for batteries, which are all free.

In remote villages, Dangeva's cavalry scouts were responsible for delivering the news. After the first Battle of Elta, the towns and villages close to the immediate area had been cleared of the wall, so the actual number of remote areas was not large, and it could be completely maintained by relying on the trusted magistrates sent by Doniva.

It is a pity that outside of the liberated area of Cierta, except for the western part of the region, which is still under the military administration, it has been completely cut off from major news...... It wasn't until word of mouth from the tireless vendors that they knew what was going on in Mendong City, Sierta City, or even the front line where the two armies were fighting.

For example, if all the empty ships have fallen, it will take at least three days for Eufe Mondrich to find out. As for whether he can know or not, it depends on whether the rear fleet is willing to give him the letter -- it will take five days to lay the foundation.

J-16 deliberately loaded a pod for the purpose of not just making the people who support Cierta celebrate. Facing the rising sun, several Yunjiu planes loaded with pieces of paper went straight into the clouds to provide free news services.

However, decades later, not many people could predict that a complete set of propaganda photos of the Western Expeditionary Army would be sold for hundreds of thousands of Elta dollars......