Chapter 101: Pit and Pretending
Anne Hall had not been far out of the cordon before she suddenly stopped. Hao Song looked at the back of this female reporter who was still charming and charming, and said in his heart: Could it be that this Obasang is finally scared after realizing it? No, according to women's habits, it should be that the makeup is not good, the clothes are not very suitable, and so on? When the fluttering thoughts came here, the cowardly suddenly remembered a detail.
"According to Middle Eastern tradition, it seems that women should wear a veil!" came to mind, but the cold eyes of the sniper/striker of the gravedigger team under the black veil came to mind.
Anne Hall turned around at this time and said in a negotiative tone: "Mr. Greyshough, why don't we take a 'briefing' here first?" Anne Hall was well-dressed and had elaborate makeup. Obviously, this older female reporter is dedicated enough and has rich experience in doing shows, and Hao Song's previous crookedness was pure imagination.
"Okay! Hao Song readily agreed, he didn't intend to put his beak on this kind of professional work, "But considering the customs of Middle Eastern people, do you want to wear a veil or something?"
Anne Hall frowned slightly when she heard this, but after thinking about it, she felt that the suggestion of cowardice was not unreasonable. Originally, entering the tower to interview was a situation where people were swordsmen and I was fish and meat, so it was natural to keep a low profile. Although people may not invite you to eat peanuts without a veil, it is always right to wear a veil to show respect and sell good to others.
"But you won't be able to get the veil for a while!" said Anne Hall, a little helplessly. If it's the usual Aloha Bazaar, it's definitely no problem to buy a veil or something. But at this time, the entire three blocks in the vicinity are locked down, and the vendors in the market have long packed up and scattered, where can they get a veil?
"Leave it to me!" Hao Song said with a smile, and then lowered his head and said something through the "whale roar".
Soon Anne Hall saw Edward Miero come up with an intimidating and smelly face, handed a slightly crumpled dense black veil to Hao Song, and then turned around and walked away without saying a word.
"Well, that's it. It's a little wrinkled, but considering the threat of terrorists, I don't think a little wrinkle is nothing, don't you think?" Hao Song unfurled the dense black veil and said with a shaking.
Annie Hall was pleasantly surprised to see that the veil, which had been stacked haphazardly like a rotten rag, had been shaken by the cowardice, and had a delicate and fine texture, which was obviously not a bargain.
"How can you two big men have such a delicate veil for your girlfriend?" Anne Hall asked happily as she took the veil and asked with some confusion. She obviously also saw that Hao Song and Edward were all the way, and they were not the kind of people who never got tired of eating, and they didn't pay much attention to their clothes, let alone buy a feminine veil.
"Girlfriend? I really don't want to open any pot, which pot to mention, this should be considered a gift from a female killer with bad intentions. Although it was used to do something very excessive before" Hao Song muttered in Chinese, and then replied in English, "Don't care about those details, put on a veil, I'll adjust the camera, and we'll start shooting!"
Of course, Anne Hall didn't know what the cowards were whispering, but she could see what they didn't want to say. "I guess I broke up with my girlfriend, right? This veil has become like this," the female reporter gossiped and guessed, tying the veil to cover her face and under the eyes, and suddenly there was a mysterious temperament of a Middle Eastern woman.
Not long after putting on the veil, Anne Hall frowned and wondered, "Strange, this veil smells weird." ”
Hao Song, who was adjusting the focus, paused slightly, and then said casually: "Illusion, right? Or the Middle East veil may have its unique production process."
Anne Hall asked thoughtfully, "So this is actually a special kind of Middle Eastern incense?"
"Well, it's very likely. Hao Song perfunctorily raised three fingers, and then said, "It's going to start! Shooting countdown, three, two, one! Let's go!"
And just a few dozen meters behind Hao Song and Anne Hall, Mo Yudao was asking Edward Miero: "Edward Xiaoyou, what did Hao Xiaoyou call you to do?"
"Hell knows! The daredevil boy suddenly sent me a message asking me to send the veil over. Well, it's the one you two brought to my mouth at the airport. Edward remembered the inhumane treatment he had received at the airport, and he couldn't help but put on a stinking face again.
"Well, that's a veil. Mo Yudao nodded, then turned his head to look into the distance and suddenly said in surprise, "Huh?!That veil was put on by the female reporter!"
Edward also looked over, and then showed a weird smile, and said happily: "Yo he!?
"Hey, you kid gloating and happy fart, that thing was in your mouth half an hour ago, hey?!" Mo Yudao glanced sideways at Edward, and at the same time complained in his heart. "Wait, is this the real reason for this thing's happiness?" suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and immediately labeled Edward as a "dead pervert".
Fortunately, the delicate atmosphere here did not last long, and the heroic guard chief Lu Luo approached the two, solemnly saluted Mo Yudao, and said solemnly: "Mr. Lieutenant/General, invite the military adviser Mr. Mo to go, and the staff will formulate and improve the hostage rescue plan!" After speaking, he glanced at Edward Miero, who was standing aside, and hesitated for a while, but after all, he didn't say anything.
Mo Yudao was not surprised that Edward was not called. Hao Song has already used his mouth cannon to cough and puff, and the analysis proves his skills. But Eduard Mierro's ability, Mr. Lieutenant/General, has obviously not seen it. Major Stegara, who knew something about him, only had an impression of Edward at the level of "outstanding courage and maniac". In this way, when it is necessary to find someone to discuss the plan, naturally no one will call Tyrant Edward.
Mo Yudao comforted Edward first, and faintly pointed out that there would definitely be times when specific actions would depend on him. He then followed the chief of the guard, Lulo, into the heavily guarded military vehicle that served as a temporary command post.
This is a specially made armored military vehicle with a small conference room inside. On the sides and top, the high-strength composite steel plate is up to 90cm thick and has a certain arc, which can deflect the bullet and shell to a certain extent, and make the thickness of the steel plate that it actually needs to penetrate much greater than 90cm. At the bottom, there are very thick composite steel plates, which, unlike the design of the sides and top, are protected primarily against the detonation of mines. At the same time, in some key parts, this armored military vehicle is also equipped with external armor, so under such protection, ordinary military standard weapons can not shake it at all!
At this moment, in the small conference room of the armored vehicle, Lieutenant General Bergkamp and Mo Yudao were solemnly discussing the AK-74 automatic rifle used by the terrorists.
"As you know, while Hawaii has a huge number of tourists and security measures are difficult to adequate, it is absolutely impossible to bring a dangerous weapon like the AK-74 into Hawaii through normal channels. AK-74 is not the standard weapon of our army, so naturally it is impossible for it to flow out of our army. And the gun smuggling black market in Honolulu, Hawaii, is completely in the hands of the Zhi Gong Party, so I have reason to suspect that the Zhi Gong Party is more or less connected to this terrorist operation. Lieutenant General Bergkamp was very solemn, but his expression was not in a hurry, and he looked like he was used to seeing strong winds and waves.
If Hao Song was here, he would probably be in a bad mood: "Isn't he in a hurry at this time? Before, when he had a problem here, he was as anxious as hemorrhoids and hemorrhage! Even a nobody like me is not ashamed to ask! Is it a big-tailed wolf to hold others accountable now?"
Mo Yudao still smiled and replied calmly: "Poor Dao really can't think of any motives for them. Why don't you call the leader of the Zhi Gong Party here and ask?"
Mr. Zhong/General looked at Mo Yu for a while when he heard this, and then nodded slowly with a smile: "Since Mr. Mo said so, then I will give them a chance to defend themselves!" It seems that this old fox wanted to directly roll up his sleeves and beat Hongmen with a slap to further share the responsibility, of course, his analysis is indeed quite organized.
"If it weren't for the prime minister's belly to support the boat, it would be useless for Poor Dao to say anything. Mo Yudao smiled and spread his hands, slapped his ass, and then continued, "Now let's focus on how to solve the problem at hand." ”
Perhaps in our opinion, this old fritter / general does not think about how to solve the imminent problem, but thinks about finding someone to share the responsibility, which is a very dereliction of duty and fearful behavior. However, if we consider that the lieutenant/general will retire in the next year, and the Hawaii Military Region is also considered a half-retirement area, it is not difficult to understand his style. In addition, whether it is in the political arena or in the military, it is necessary for politicians and military/officials to think about retreating before they can advance. As a pastoral guard, Mr. Lieutenant General, who has gone through ups and downs, is obviously a tried and tested old bureaucrat in this regard.
At this point, Major Stiga brought over two cups of coffee.
Bergkamp made a "please" gesture to Mo Yu elegantly, and sighed: "When people are old, they are easy to lose their spirits, Mr. Mo will accompany the old man to drink a cup of coffee!"
"It's better to be respectful than to obey. Mo Daoist made a gesture, took the coffee and said to Major Stiga, "Thank you!" before taking a sip of coffee, only to feel that the mouth was fragrant and mellow, silky and satin, so he praised: "Coffee that is ground so carefully!"
Major Stiga was overjoyed when he heard this. Lieutenant General Bergkamp took a sip and praised: "Stiga's coffee beans are getting finer. Mo Yudao said that when he heard this, he showed a look of surprise.
"There is a saying in China that I like very much: Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh. Mr. Zhong showed off another handful of Chinese, and then explained slowly: "Although the old man is only the highest governor of Hawaii, he is in the same situation. The bigger the official, the more he can't be in a hurry, and it's the same thing for grinding coffee beans!"
If Hao Song is here, he will definitely be slandered again: that sentence means that the country's decrees can't always change repeatedly, hey? Pretend to be enough, just get down to business, you old!
["Sitting and talking leisurely and complacently is the most clever way to pretend to be forced!" - Grecius-s-Hao]