Chapter 945 Trouble
When Luo Yu drove Liu Jun and the others back to the base, the base gate was open.
Luo Pingchuan saw Luo Yu return through the surveillance camera, and was a little confused, "Why did he come back so soon?"
Suddenly he thought of something, his face changed drastically, and just as he was about to close the door, he found Luo Yu's The car has already driven in, and Liu Jun and others have gotten out of the car.
Luo Pingchuan sighed as if he was resigned to his fate, "Go and tell the superiors that a loser has come to the base. Please send the supplies this time in advance."
The reason why Luo Pingchuan is so worried about King Niu Moo is because they are a desert base and have a certain amount of supplies.
Although the base will have certain conventional material reserves, they are all canned and compressed biscuits.
Who wants to eat those things if you stay in the desert all day?
As for Niu Moo King's meal, they had to eat canned food for several days before supplies were delivered.
When Luo Pingchuan saw Liu Jun, he was about to complain a few words, but suddenly found that Liu Jun's face looked wrong, so he did not say anything.
"Brother Luo, be prepared, a large force will be coming soon," Liu Jun said seriously.
Before he understood what Liu Jun meant, the phone in the command room rang.
"Sir, it's the headquarters calling," a staff member reported.
Luo Pingchuan strode over and picked up the phone. When he heard the meaning on the phone, Luo Pingchuan's face became increasingly ugly.
Choosing the decisive battle location in the desert is beneficial to Liu Jun, Jiu Division, and everyone on their side, except for the branch base where Luo Pingchuan is located.
Because fighting here, no matter whether you win or lose, will not hurt innocent people or bring harm to civilians.
As for the branch base, as the only command hub here, most of the people have to be here. Once the war starts and the impact is a little bit, the base will suffer heavy casualties. This is why Luo Pingchuan looks ugly.
"Sorry, choosing here is also a helpless move," Liu Jun comforted.
Luo Pingchuan sighed, "It's all fate, I don't blame you."
Orders were issued one after another, the entire base began to operate, and the high-power radar was also activated. At the same time, the first A batch of support has arrived at the outskirts of the desert and blocked the entire desert.
The action team from Division 9 was also mobilized here in the desert within just twelve hours.
At the same time, support from all major forces is also in action, and their destination is here in the desert.
It can be said that all the power Liu Jun can muster has been gathered together.
Of course, the ghosts of the underworld, except the Yin soldiers.
Liu Jun will not be so stupid as to be unprepared. He has already invited several Yamas and mobilized ghost soldiers. The Yin soldiers are distributed everywhere. Once Mo Qingqing plays tricks with Liu Jun and sneaks into their rear, they will definitely She was hit all over by the big gift Liu Jun prepared for her.
Among the teams that came to support, the one that Liu Jun was most familiar with was He Yinglong's team.
This time for support, they were also transferred over, but this time they were not the main attack, but responsible for the peripheral blockade.
He Yinglong had just promised the headquarters that there would be no problems this time, but problems arose.
A large group of reporters came directly in front of the entrance and exit of the blockade. They were like vultures smelling the smell of carrion. They gathered there and kept clamoring, wanting to go in with their press cards.
This worries He Yinglong. You know, these reporters are more difficult to deal with than each other, and they cannot answer questions casually.
Just like if you say you are testing the power of new missiles here, they would definitely write that a certain base is conducting experiments on new H weapons.
Because of this, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, He Yinglong could only choose to avoid it. However, these guys were acting like crazy and refused to leave at the entrance and exit of the blockade. What could he do? Use force? Just kidding, this is a reporter, his pen kills people invisible, and he is not Liu Jun.
In desperation, He Yinglong could only tell all the soldiers that no matter how they asked, he would always reply "Military secrets, no comment"
Of course, these reporters were extremely dissatisfied with this answer. Yes, He Yinglong's head grew bigger when he saw the various entanglements faced by the soldiers in charge of the blockade.
Now he doesn’t dare to go near the entrance and exit of the blockade. These reporters, when you see him passing by, it’s like they’ve taken two kilograms of powerful pills. They rush towards the blockade like crazy, trying to be the first to interview him.
At this time, a military vehicle drove over, and Liu Jun was sitting in the vehicle.
He Yinglong's eyes lit up. He was really sleepy and someone gave him a pillow. Liu Jun came very timely.
Liu Jun looked at He Yinglong in confusion, "What's going on with you?"
"We've encountered a difficult situation. The group of reporters outside have blocked this place. Please help me. Solve it?" He Yinglong asked. Liu Jun looked at these reporters. The number was much larger than the ones he arrested last time. Moreover, many of these reporters were well-known reporters, so arresting them would definitely not work.
"Are there any of these reporters of your own?" Liu Jun asked.
"Yes, there is, but once public opinion ferments, they can't change anything at all," He Yinglong replied.
"It's okay, it won't ferment. I have a plan and I need their cooperation." Liu Jun informed He Yinglong of his thoughts.
He Yinglong was surprised, "Isn't this a little too bold?"
"Why, are you still thinking of a better way?" Liu Jun asked.
He Yinglong gritted his teeth and said, "Let's do it."
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Half an hour later, all the reporters were let in, but their movements were restricted and they were not allowed to run around. Instead, they were gathered in an oversized tent.
There are portable tables with bottles of ice-cold mineral water on them.
The reporters who had been shouting at the door for a long time were already a little thirsty. When they saw the mineral water, they were suddenly surprised. Most of them opened it and took a sip.
There were also some who didn’t drink at first, but with so many people crowded inside the big tent, it was really hot and stuffy, so they drank mineral water.
“Oh, why don’t you start driving yet?”
“It’s just that after waiting for so long, I’m almost going to have a heat stroke.”
“You must be sick, not this time. The revelation is absolutely epic, you are the one breaking the news."
The reporters were sweating and waiting for a long time, but there was a young man sitting behind the table at the front, blowing a portable fan and saying nothing.
"Okay, okay, don't make any noise. I said I would break a big news for you, and I will definitely break the news." Seeing everyone drinking water, Liu Jun said with a smile on his face.
Sure enough, as soon as he opened his mouth, everyone in the tent fell silent.
Why did they wait here for so long? It was naturally because they were waiting for the news.
"Okay, the time has come. There is a door here, and there is a magical world behind the door. I guarantee that you will get the answers you want." Liu Jun opened a piece of cloth on the side of the tent, and there was black paint behind the cloth. It was painted, and a cold breath came from inside.
The reporters looked at each other, and no one dared to go in first. Although they all knew to be the first to break the news, the unknown danger was the most terrifying.
"What? Don't you dare? Isn't this the revelation you want? It's been delivered to you, but you don't dare to read it?" Liu Jun raised the corners of his mouth and glanced at all the reporters with contemptuous eyes.
“Who knows if you are trying to harm us?” said a young reporter wearing glasses.
"In this way, I guarantee that your lives will be safe. Moreover, where is this place? Am I so careless that I will kill you here?" Liu Jun said disdainfully.
"I hope you are telling the truth! I will be the first to go in." The young reporter gritted his teeth and walked into the door first.
"I'll go in too." A beautiful reporter with shawl long hair also walked in.
Someone started, and others instantly felt relieved and walked through the door one after another.
In the end, there were only a dozen reporters left in the tent.
"Guys, don't you go in and take a look?" Liu Jun said with a smile.
“No, one of our colleagues has gone in,” a reporter said with a wary look.
"You'd better go in, take a look, and gain insights. There aren't many opportunities like this," Liu Jun said meaningfully.
Before these reporters could react, King Niu Moo appeared. He moved very quickly and threw the remaining reporters through the door.
On the other side of the door are hundreds of ghost agents, responsible for taking these reporters on a day trip to the eighteen levels of hell.
Of course, it’s not about letting them experience it, just letting them see what the eighteen levels of hell look like.
(End of this chapter)