Chapter Eighty-Four: Global Live!

The war broke out, and the whole of old Myanmar was instantly plunged into war.

Since Fang Qiong subdued those local forces a few months ago, old Burma had ushered in a rare period of peace, but as everyone knew, it was only on the eve of an impending storm.

Now, with the arrival of a storm, an unprecedented war has completely broken out, and none of the top 20 major cities in the entire old Burma have been spared.

The flames of war burned like a raging flame on every inch of the territory of old Burma, and the 500,000-strong army attacked twenty cities, and except for five of those cities close to the military bases, which were slightly tempted, the other fifteen cities were all attacking with all their might.

The sound of bombardment, gunfire, incessantly.

Screams, panic, appeared on the faces of the big city dwellers of old Burma.

"Kill!"

"By the order of the leader, before twelve o'clock tonight, the whole city will be defeated."

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

“......!”

The roar, the roar of tanks entering the city, and the sound of shells exploding erupted in major cities, followed by teams of propagandists, holding posters and quickly pasting them on the streets and alleys.

When the big city dwellers found that the military people didn't bother them at all, they ran to the posters and looked at them.

There was nothing superfluous on it, it was a back photo of Fang Qiong carrying his hands, and under the back photo, there were a few lines of words written on it.

"Do you want to understand the meaning of life?"

"Do you really understand your life?"

"Times are progressing, the world is more prosperous, and what about us?"

"Are you really happy with your life?"

"Where is the fairness we want? Where is the prosperity we want? ”

"Pick up the gun, follow me, and together we will create a new kingdom where all people are equal and prosperous!"

"New Burmese People's Army, waiting for you to join!"

“......!”

There are no superfluous words, a few lines of words, and the residents who watched it couldn't help but boil their blood, whose life is not a little unfair? Who doesn't envy the bustling life abroad?

In troubled times, heroes come out, who doesn't want to make great achievements and worship the prime minister?

At this moment, I don't know how many people's eyes lit up with different lusters.

.........

The night passed in a blink of an eye, and the next morning, the war temporarily subsided, because the New Burmese People's Army had started the war so abruptly that the government army did not expect this result at all, so fifteen cities fell into the hands of Fang Qiong.

Government troops responded in time, tanks, warplanes, military vehicles, troops, quickly entered the city, but by the time they arrived, the city had already become empty.

Except for the dead defenders and the uneventful and agitated civilians, the only thing missing in the whole city is the radio stations.

In addition, there are the leaflets and posters that are plastered all over the city and scattered all over the streets and alleys.

It's all late.

According to Fang Qiong's order, in the 15 cities, except for Yangfang City, the former capital of Burma, the attacking troops of other major cities burned down the newspaper publishing equipment in the major cities one after another, and destroyed the radio stations that could be moved and those that could not be moved.

And after doing all this, all the troops were assembled, some returned to their original positions, and some troops entered Yangfang City, completely occupying the entire Yangfang City.

All this was done overnight, leaving no chance for the government army at all.

At half past seven in the morning, Fang Qiong, Sang Tuo and others entered Yangfang City in the greeting of many army commanders.

In Yangfang City, more than 200,000 troops of the New Burmese People's Army were stationed, and on both sides of the street, soldiers armed with rifles stood up, looking at the convoy slowly passing by, and stretched out their hands in unison to salute.

"Sir, now that the entire old Burmese public opinion machine is controlled by us, I believe that it is impossible for the government army to sit idly by, what should we do next?"

Sang Tuo sat in the co-pilot of the car that Fang Qiong was riding, turned to look at Fang Qiong, who was browsing the news behind him, and asked.

"Don't worry, I have my own arrangements!"

Fang Qiong smiled, and turned to look out the window, outside the window, a soldier stood on both sides of the street, looking at the car Fang Qiong was sitting in with excited eyes, and once he got close, he raised his hand and saluted.

This scene suddenly gave Fang Qiong a lot of accomplishment in his heart.

Hundreds of thousands of troops, standing on both sides of the street to welcome themselves is absolutely unthinkable in the Overworld.

"How about a military parade?"

Looking at this scene, Fang Qiong suddenly spoke.

"A military parade?" Sang Tuo was stunned when he heard this.

"Yes, show our strength, doesn't it mean that seventy percent of TV stations and broadcast network news are now in our hands? Let's have a live broadcast of the military parade to tell the whole country, people all over the world, how strong we are. In this way, we can attract more people to us. ”

Fang Qiong nodded.

"But is it too late to arrange it now?" Sang Tuo was stunned.

"It's time, we don't need any formation, we just need to show ourselves, and we will give orders, and we will start in half an hour, and we will carry out the whole army, the whole people, and the global speech at eight o'clock!"

Fang Qiong said without doubt.

"Yes, sir!"

Hearing this, Sang Tuo nodded, and then took out his mobile phone and began to arrange.

..........

Soon, with Fang Qiong's order, all the armies began to get busy, and one by one professional photographers took helicopters into the sky over the city and began to record the movements of the Yangfang City army.

And all the media, the TV stations, also started to work on the spot.

Webcast Connection!

TV and radio live connection!

Almost within ten minutes of Fang Qiong's order, all the networks and televisions in the entire old Burma country began to broadcast Yangfang City live.

Residents of the country have turned on their televisions and radios to begin to witness the moment of history.

Netizens at home and abroad have climbed over the wall, directly entered the network, and the whole world seems to be lively, on the live broadcast platform, nearly millions of people watch the live broadcast, and, every second, tens of thousands of people enter.

The TV host, the live host, also began to appear in the live broadcast screen at this moment.

"Hello audience friends, this is the old Burmese Yangfang City, after a night of war, the New Burmese People's Army stationed in Yangfang City, the next live broadcast has two stages, the first stage is nearly 20 minutes of detailed introduction to the New Burmese People's Army and an explanation of the inside story of last night's war. The second stage is at 8 o'clock in the morning, by the great leader of the New Burmese People's Army Fang Qiong to the whole army, the whole country, the world of public speeches and the whole process of the first military parade of the New Burmese People's Army live broadcast, thank you, thank you, now, by the New Burmese People's Army representative General Sang Tuo to explain the meaning of the existence of the New Burmese People's Army and the inside story of last night's war ......! ”

"Welcome to the live broadcast ...... Yangfang TV!"

"Hello everyone, I'm the host ......!"

"New Burmese People's Army ......!"

"For the sake of fairness, for the sake of prosperity......!"

"We want to achieve true prosperity, we want to get rid of all control ......!"

In the live broadcast of major radio stations, more and more people began to pay attention to the war that broke out in old Burma, and the number of people watching online on the online live broadcast platform finally exceeded 10 million.

At the same time, the time is slowly entering eight o'clock in the morning.

As the Internationale sounded, the entire Yangfang Square fell into a solemn silence, and the sound of the helicopter roared into the sky, and the whole recording began.

In the eyes of hundreds of thousands of people in Yangfang, and in the expectation of tens of millions of live viewers around the world, Fang Qiong's figure slowly appeared on the rostrum in the center of Yangfang Square.