In the next second, the sentry arrived.

The sentry saw Ye Feng's cold face, his fierce face was already terrifying, and now it was even more terrifying.

Frightened, he hurriedly explained, "Report to the chief!" I had just been giving the wounded directions, and I had only been away for a minute. ”

Ye Feng ignored him and hurriedly walked into the tent.

Sure enough, the fat-headed, big-eared, pot-bellied reporter was standing in the tent.

He looked at the ice coffin, a little nervous, and a little excited, and his body trembled slightly.

said excitedly: "I didn't expect this to be a martyr, now I can find big news!" ”

"I'm about to be promoted and make ......" wealth.

Before he could say the last two words, he was kicked to the ground by Ye Feng.

The martyrs died on the front line, and there were villains in the rear, who did not respect their remains, and wanted to use this to get promoted and make a fortune!

The martyrs gave up their most precious lives, only to be treated like this!

This group of media, even if they don't help, has no basic duties and ethics in the rear, not to pass on the news of the disaster area, but to think everywhere about how to attract people's attention.

The most disgusting thing is that for the sake of popularity and profit, even the basic principles of being a human being have been abandoned!

Even if it is an ordinary person who has died, everyone will have the idea that the dead are great, and they will not bother, not to mention that this is still a martyr who died bravely?!

They fought in front with sandbags, and this unscrupulous reporter "gnawed" their unchilled bones in the rear!

The martyrs gave up their most precious lives, only to be treated like this!

It's true, no matter what era, there are people who eat human blood steamed buns.

In order to be famous, for money, anything without a bottom line can be done!

With one hand, Ye Feng easily lifted the reporter, who looked like he had two hundred pounds and a big belly.

The reporter looked at him in horror, "What do you want to do?" What do you want to do?! ”

"I'll tell you, I'm a journalist, if you dare to hit me, I'll expose you!"

Ye Feng pressed him in front of the martyr's ice coffin, made him kneel, and reprimanded him coldly: "Kowtow, admit your mistake!" ”

The reporter first pretended to kneel, and then quietly looked at Ye Feng's feet.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly crashed into Ye Feng's legs, wanting to knock Ye Feng down with his weight of more than two hundred catties and take the opportunity to escape.

If he was facing an ordinary person, he might have succeeded.

However, standing opposite was Ye Feng, and his treacherous tricks would only make him suffer more.

Ye Feng was hit hard by the reporter, but his whole body did not move.

The reporter couldn't believe this result, so he raised his head and looked at Ye Feng in horror.

Ye Feng once again led the reporter with one hand and dragged him to the nearest ice coffin.

Inside the ice coffin, the martyr's face was pale and peaceful.

Ye Feng roared loudly: "Don't you want to make news? Come, let me tell you, this martyr, who fought against floods and repaired dams, died of exhaustion after not closing his eyes for five days and five nights! ”

Then he dragged the reporter to another ice coffin and continued: "This martyr was stoned to death by a landslide in order to help the victims before his death! ”

"This martyr was swept away by the flood and unfortunately died, but fortunately the body was found, and there are many more martyrs ......."

Ye Feng said and spoke, he couldn't go on, and tears flashed in his eyes that he had never had before.

A person like him is iron-blooded and ruthless, and he won't cry, but now he has broken his defense.

In his previous life, Ye Feng was a special soldier, he had seen many dead people, killed many people, and many comrades-in-arms disappeared in front of him, he was not the kind of person who could cry.

But now that he sees that the sacrificed martyrs are treated like this, his heart is inexplicably sour.

People like them can't stand in the sun many times, let alone be praised for their merits, but why are there such villains who don't even give them the least respect?!

Ye Feng pulled the reporter to the next ice coffin.

"This martyr ......"

The reporter was frightened by Ye Feng's crazy appearance, and his whole body kept trembling.

There was a large wet patch on the crotch of his pants, and the liquid kept dripping, and he was scared to pee.

This Liu Ji has been on the TV station for many years, and he has seen a lot of people of all kinds, so when he saw Ye Feng's fierce face at the beginning, he was not afraid.

But now that he was scared, Ye Feng's angry appearance was really terrifying.

He looked at Ye Feng's face, and then saw the appearance of the martyr lying in the ice coffin, and his whole face twitched with fright.

It was as if he saw not a man, but a demon who was going to eat him!

His disgusting, black, pus-dripping heart couldn't bear it and fainted.

This kind of person, it's not an exaggeration to cut him with a thousand cuts, but he is just dizzy, how can he be let go because of this?

Ye Feng gave him two slaps, and the fat on his face kept trembling, and there were two slap marks on his cheeks in an instant.

The man seemed to be in a terrible coma, and he had not yet woken up.

The strength of Ye Feng's hand, he himself knows, so this person must be pretending to be stunned now.

So he said coldly: "Dead? It just so happens that there is an ice coffin here, throw him into it, and you can deal with it unconsciously. ”

Hearing this, the reporter's drooping head instantly stood up, pretending to be awakened.

"Comrade of the People's Liberation Army, I didn't want to be disrespectful to the martyrs, I really didn't have ......"

"Smack!"

The reporter was slapped again, and he covered his face and screamed, "Ah!! ”

A tooth fell out of his mouth and rolled to the ground.

Ye Feng's attack was actually not heavy at all, it was just that he knocked out his teeth, if he really wanted to fight, I am afraid that this reporter's face would not be able to ask for it.

He asked in a cold voice, "What did you say?" ”

This time, the reporter no longer dared to speak out and began to beg for mercy.

"Comrade of the People's Liberation Army, I was wrong, I was wrong, if you don't remember the villain, just let me go."

"And I haven't done anything yet, you just come in, I just have this thief's heart, and I haven't started doing it yet, you just give me a chance to mend my ways."

Ye Feng roared again, "It's not okay to think like this!" ”

"These people are all sacrificed to protect the people, and you are one of the people who protect!"

"You're wrong to think so, you deserve to be killed!"

When the reporter heard the word "death", he peed all the way again, and he began to cry bitterly.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong......"

"I don't think like that anymore, I don't dare anymore......"

Ye Feng then dragged him to the position where he was kneeling just now and let him continue to kneel there.

"Kowtow, admit your mistake!"

The reporter immediately began to kowtow and confessed loudly, "Martyrs of the People's Liberation Army, I was wrong, I, a villain, am shameless, and I actually offended you." ”

"Bang!"

"You adults have a lot, just forgive me, I will burn you paper every year in the future."