Boreh read it and picked up his pen.

"Very good statement. But they don't always act under duress. There are some people who work very deeply with that Mr. Arnold. ”

"It doesn't matter." Wang Luo wrote. "If they're willing to cooperate, it's not worth the question."

As they were communicating like this, a loud whistling sound sounded not far away.

Looking back, it was the rolling waves. It was more than ten meters high, and it went straight to the location of Wang Luo and the others. Behind it, there was a rumbling sound, like rolling thunder, and the tide kept approaching, as if thousands of troops were rushing towards it.

This is the biggest wave in this time. As it approached, Boreh took a half-step back and began to write.

"Perhaps this is Mr. Arnold's attack on us, and it would be better to retreat to the middle of the camp as soon as possible?"

It's so close, if the waves can really break through the protective shield of the city wall, will we be able to run now?

At this time, you can only trust Phuket. Since he didn't say to let me leave, it should be fine--- not to trust his integrity, but... Once something happens to him, who will give him money?

"It's okay, don't worry." Wang Luo wrote. "The props of the Phuket captain are still very reliable."

A moment later, the waves crashed against the walls and swooped down on them. When the rich smell of seawater had filled their surroundings, it was blocked again when the surging waves were about to splash on Wang Luo and the others.

It's like hitting a hard cliff. Like the waves that had hit the city walls before, the waves were scattered in front of the two of them. For some time after that, no such waves hit again.

"It's remarkable." After looking at it for a while, Boreh wrote.

He must have admired Phuket's defense plan. Wang Luo looked at the note, then looked into the distance, stared solemnly into the darkness, and tried his best to make his expression look confident.

A few seconds later, he wrote.

"Well, this gesture can almost make others think that we are fearless.... Let's go down and find a safe place. ”

Wang Luo handed the note to Bolie behind him, and then walked down the stairs at his usual speed. Behind him, Boret followed, as if smiling.

Well, it's also right to laugh at this time. I want to laugh myself...

They walked all the way to the podium, where the gold letters were displayed. Wang Luo sat down and ordered someone to go and call Humphrey over. Then Boret sat down across from him, paused for a moment, and then began to write.

"Are you confident of victory?"

"There's always a little bit of it." Wang Luo looked at him and wrote.

"You didn't mention the spirits in your propaganda." Boreel wrote again. "If it were mentioned, it might be more convincing."

"It always feels like that's not right." Wang Luo replied. "They all know about it, so leave a little room for them to analyze it themselves."

Boret wrote again. But this time, before he could finish writing, a burst of gunfire rang out around him.

Wang Luo looked over and found that Tertedu was standing on a high platform with a platoon of people, holding several machine guns, shooting upwards.

Phuket stood beside him, and the two of them were pointing and talking something. After that, the bodies of some flying ducks fell.

Wang Luo took a look, not bones, but ordinary ducks.

The flock of flying ducks in the sky did not make any moves because of such an attack. They didn't disperse, and they didn't attack. Forget it, just leave the battle to them.

Humphrey walked over. Wang Luo didn't wait for him to ask what was going on, he handed him the article about luck that he had just written, and then pointed to the golden characters in the sky.

Humphrey flipped through a few pages, then sat down and picked up his pen. "Are you sure you really want to use that kind of rhetoric?"

"Do you think it's inappropriate?" Wang Luo wrote.

Humphrey looked at Bore. "Boreh also told me about luck, but that may be just his speculation, not necessarily true."

"I didn't say it was true." Wang Luo smiled and wrote. "What's the relationship between propaganda and truth?"

"If it is shown like this, there is basically no possibility of reconciliation." Humphrey wrote. "You are encouraging his men to betray him. This approach is too unskillful. If it had been before, he had the ability to use other propaganda to eliminate the effect of these contents, and there would be no negative effect. ”

"But now, the battle has begun, and if you show that, Arnold will have to attack us with all his might in order to prove himself and not let the situation get out of hand."

Is it? In your opinion, the flood outside the wall is not enough to exert all its strength, and what can be done more 'all'?

"Do you think the ducks in the sky and the flood outside the walls are positive enough?" Wang Luo thought for a while and chose to ask directly.

"No, they're trying to destroy us." Humphrey wrote. "You want to stand together against foreign enemies. They can use such attacks when the purpose is different, but it is better for us not to be so tough and adopt some more skillful methods. ”

"Blind weakness cannot be recognized, only deserves ridicule." Wang Luo wrote. "I want to reconcile, but I also have to do my best during the battle, and don't think about the aftermath until the battle is over."

"It is to make them miserable, discouraged, afraid, and preferably tremble at the sight of us. It is by no means a concession or evasion. If we seek unity through struggle, we will survive in unity, and if we seek unity through compromise, we will die in unity. ”

"Well, if you insist." Humphrey looked into the distance. "I'll do a good show. But remember, I don't support that. ”

"Okay." Wang Luo looked at the other party and replied. "I'll remember."

After receiving such an answer, Humphrey stepped aside with the manuscript and pressed a few buttons on the cylinder.

After that, the content becomes gold and appears below the original article.

"It's already shown." Humphrey wrote something like this and turned away.

"Mr. Humphrey doesn't seem to be very pleased." On the side, Boreh handed over such a note.

"Let him go." Wang Luo replied. "It's normal to have an argument or a difference of opinion at work. I wasn't stupid enough to care about such a thing, and neither was he. Do you think his opinion is justified? ”

"You have a spirit in your hands, and it would be effective to make the most of it for deterrence." Borex replied. "Mr. Humphrey may have been too busy to ignore this."

Maybe he's the default that I won't use that kind of thing? After all, I was useless in the first few crises.