Chapter Twenty-Five: Yang Fights Ghosts' Press Conference
The platoon commander heard Mark say that he was a friend of General Yang, although the muzzle of the gun was not lowered, but he did not shoot. He looked at the brothers around him and asked in a low voice, "Do you think this guy is a friend of the boss?" ”
He didn't know, how could those brothers know? The bandits were a little stunned, and after a while, one of the brothers said: "Platoon commander, I see that we will tie them up, and then go to inform the commander, don't you know when you ask?" If he lies to us, it's not too late for us to kill him. ”
After hearing this, the platoon commander felt that there was some reason, and it was the safest thing to do.
Mark couldn't hear what they were discussing, but he said, "Really! I've met with you, and I've taken pictures of him! ”
The platoon commander snatched his hand down, walked to Mark's side and looked at the Englishman a few times: "Foreign devil, you listen to me, if you lie to me, say it now, I can make your death easy." If you come back and say I don't know you, you'll be miserable! ”
Mark let out a sigh of relief, he didn't know if Yang Xiaolin remembered him, and even if he did, it seemed that the two of them were not friends. But he can't care so much now, he slowly put down his raised hand: "I didn't lie to you, you can tell Yang that I am a British reporter." ”
The platoon commander nodded, and glanced at the one behind him, the brother was busy jumping towards a mountain forest, and Mark knew that this must be to find Yang to fight ghosts.
"Tie them all up for me!"
The platoon commander gave an order, and more than a dozen reporters were tied up tightly. The rope was so tight that Mark could feel the pain in his arm, but he survived. Will you be able to live to zuihou? Mark didn't know either, and that would have to wait for the Chinese bandit to decide his fate.
When Yang Xiaolin came back, it was already dark. When he heard that it was a British reporter, he guessed that it was the Englishman who took the picture of him, and asked the bandit to come back and tell the platoon commander not to kill, and Yang Xiaolin continued to pick up the Russians' railroad tracks.
In the afternoon, he picked up all the tracks of a kilometer long, split the sleepers, destroyed the roadbed, and he had no way to carry those rails, so he carried them as far as he wanted. In fact, if there is no war, it is just right to take these rails back to make weapons.
Then again, he wouldn't have been willing to do this if the Russians hadn't provoked him. Although the Russians built the railroad to plunder China's supplies, in a sense, it was not a bad thing for the Qing Dynasty. And at this time, he picked up the railway, which was tantamount to doing little Japan a favor.
Now there is no way, the Russians called, and surrounded Yulun Mountain, Jin Dadao and his thousands of brothers don't know life and death, Yang Xiaolin still cares so much about you! The Russians didn't let him get better, he came to pick up the railroad tracks, and tomorrow he would blow up the road, and he wanted to make sure that the Russians' supplies could not be sent to Arthur at all!
Yang Xiaolin was covered in sweat when he came back, and after he wiped it, he saw those reporters tied to the ground, and immediately called the platoon leader: "What's the matter?" I don't know if it's my friend? ”
The platoon commander didn't wait for him to say a second word, and went up to loosen the ropes from the reporters. Yang Xiaolin smiled and walked towards Mark: "British journalist? I don't know your name yet. ”
Mark shook his arm, he said very nervously: "Just call me Mark, Yang is in charge, this time we really didn't mean to offend you, we were going to Kaiyuan, those two Russians wanted us to have lunch, as a result, as a result,"
He spread his hands and made an innocent expression.
Yang Xiaolin nodded, and pulled a stool very kindly: "Sit down, everyone sit down, I won't hurt you, I promise you." ”
If it was in other environments, these foreigners should be relieved in the face of such a kind tone, but now it is different, the two thousand corpses outside are still piled up, and the heads are placed very neatly, this Yang Xiaolin is talking to them with a smile like no one, the more peaceful it is, the more terrifying it is for these white-skinned Westerners. …,
Mark was the first to sit down, and Elena quickly sat down beside him and grabbed his arm. One by one, the rest of the people took their seats.
Yang Xiaolin sighed and looked at these people, was silent for a while, his mouth moved twice and finally did not make a sound, took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, smoked one himself, and threw the rest on the table: "Whoever smokes takes it himself, don't be polite to me." ”
He originally wanted to say something to these Western reporters, but then he thought about it, even if he did, they wouldn't report it, and even if they did, the newspapers wouldn't publish it.
"Do any of you know how to drive? Is that the truck at the door? ”
Myrtle raised his hand: "I will." ”
Yang Xiaolin said: "Okay, you can eat a little here tonight, and wait until tomorrow morning, you will drive the truck outside to Kaiyuan." ”
Yang Xiaolin really didn't think about doing anything with these people, he was only so polite to these people out of a new century's idea of respecting reporters. What he didn't expect was that although he didn't plan to say anything, Mark suppressed the impulse in his heart, hesitated for a moment and then poked his head out: "Master Yang, I want to ask you two questions, okay?" ”
Yang Xiaolin was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Is it an interview?" ”
Mark nodded: "We'd love to know your story, if you'll allow you." It may not be able to be reported, it may not be published, but we want to know some truths. ”
He said very honestly, Yang Xiaolin lit a cigarette, took a puff and said, "Okay, you ask." ”
As soon as his words came out, those reporters were more and more excited one by one, and Yang beat the ghost to hold a press conference! This is not an opportunity for everyone! Although Yang Xiaolin often held press conferences ten years later, his first time did begin in this small restaurant.
The reporters took out their little notebooks one by one, and Mark first said: "I don't know if what I'm asking involves confidentiality, if you don't feel comfortable answering, please don't be angry, you can refuse us, with a direct reason." ”
Yang Xiaolin leaned back, with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, no matter how sharp the question is, I won't shoot at you." ”
Mark first asked: "Young, the Russians say that their siege was formed five days ago, and it is impregnable, I wonder how you came out?" ”
The first thing involved confidentiality, and Yang Xiaolin didn't hide it from them, no matter what these people said when they looked back, it was much better than not making a voice at all now.
"It was when they fired the first shot, maybe I was lucky, I was not in Yulun Mountain, but in Qingyuan, so although their iron pass was very strong, I came out when I tied the barrel."
The reporters were even more excited after listening to Yang Xiaolin's answer, Yang Xiaolin is obviously not a skilled politician, his answer is so direct, there is no calloused diplomatic rhetoric in it, such an answer can attract eyes and nerves!
They quickly wrote down every word Yang Xiaolin said.
Mettle immediately asked, "Excuse me, now that you're out, what are you going to do next?" ”
This is a military secret, Meittle himself thought that Yang Xiaolin would refuse to answer, but he didn't expect Yang Xiaolin to smoke a cigarette and then said leisurely: "Pick up the railroad tracks, blow up the highway, I want to paralyze the north-south communication line of the Russians in the northeast of the Qing Dynasty!" ”
This answer is too straightforward! The reporters were stunned for a moment, and Yang Xiaolin's finger tapped the table: "The original words are recorded, this is what I said." ”…,
Of course, the reporters recorded what they said, which is tantamount to Yang Dagui nakedly provoking the Russians, and they believe that if Yang Xiaolin had said something more subtle, the newspaper might not publish it, but now it is different, and this is what every newspaper cannot ask for.
So the crowd began to ask questions that seemed to them to be more newsworthy, such as what Yang Xiaolin thought about the possible Russo-Japanese War, what was his attitude towards the Qing Dynasty, and whether he wanted to overthrow the Manchu government.
These reporters all understand that they have caught a baby today! As long as Yang Xiaolin can let them go as he said and let them send out the script, this interview will definitely shock the nerves of every reader.
Just when they were a little excited, just getting rid of their fear, and were in a state of flux, Yelena raised her head and glanced at Yang Xiaolin: "Mr. Yang, don't you think your murderous methods are very inhumane?" I have seen the bodies of old people and children, they are innocent people in the war, will you use such cruel methods in the future? ”
She said this just as Mark kicked her under the table, but it was too late.
Yang Xiaolin's expression changed in an instant, and it became ugly! The bandits in the room all looked at Elena with an angry look, and the atmosphere made the reporters panic again.
They also looked at Yelena, apparently blaming the colleague for asking a stupid question. Although the bandit had promised not to shoot at them, how credible was the bandit's assurance?
The whole room suddenly fell silent, and in the silence, Yang Xiaolin hahadaxiao got up. His laughter was a little arrogant, and there seemed to be a little sadness in the arrogance, and everyone did not dare to speak, and this silence added to the feeling that it was not a taste when the laughter reached the ears.
Yang Xiaolin laughed for a minute before slowly stopping, he stood up and slowly walked behind Elena, at this time those reporters began to worry about Elena's fate. Mark tried to stand up, but as soon as he got up, he was pointed at the head by two bandits.
Yang Xiaolin waved his hand: "Put the gun away, I said I wouldn't shoot." ”
The two muzzles on Mark's head were removed, Yang Xiaolin's hands pressed on Elena's shoulders, slowly lowered his head, and said next to Elena's ear: "Don't tell me about humanity, I'm a bandit, I haven't studied, I don't know what humanity is!" All I know is a tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood! You ask me if I'm going to kill civilians again, and I can tell you right now, yes! ”
Yelena's shoulders shook so badly that she regretted that she had asked the question. When Yang Xiaolin said in her ear, she only felt that the hands on her shoulders brought her incomparable fear, as if a cold air came from those hands, making her whole body cold.
She was already mixed up until Yang Xiaolin picked up her trembling hand and put it on the notebook, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, I won't kill you if I say I won't kill you." Write down what I just said. (Ask for a referral vote!) Click! )