"I am a reporter from the South War Information Center. Well, Ms. Caroline, I'm sorry that the sharp questions have caused you confusion. Then, please support some good topics. I hope you will be happy before the live broadcast ends."
Caroline regained her smile: "Thank you, Mr. Reporter, you are so kind. Leave the next nine and a half minutes to me."
Caroline: "The second batch of aid supplies, no more than one billion, is ready. It includes baby milk powder, self-heating loose underwear, medicines for hypertension, diabetes, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, etc. Food will always be there."
"I am a reporter from the Women's News Center. Is using the word "loose" discriminatory against obese people?"
Caroline: "This batch of clothing is given priority to the elderly. When you and I get older, we will also have trouble lifting our arms and straightening our legs. Wear loose clothes for convenience."
"I am a reporter from the War Information Center. May I ask where this batch of supplies is sent to, what the local weather is like, and who the pilot is. I believe he has not accumulated flying experience in a criminal war."
Caroline: "The planet belongs to everyone. Until today, we have called for self-rescue. Therefore, we cannot inform the rescue area or country to avoid targeted attacks on us. Thank you, Mr. reporter, for paying attention to the weather conditions. Our company is worried about this.
The current wind force in the area is level nine, and there was no runway before there was no airport. Although the pilot Colonel Atov is experienced, we need more blessings instead of accusations."
"Do you have two colonels Atov?"
Caroline: "It's a pity that we only have one Colonel Atov who is experienced in flying in dangerous weather."
"If I remember correctly, he landed just before noon with the first batch of relief supplies. Even if he has returned, he still needs to rest, right?"
Caroline sighed softly: "So please believe that we did not use weather weapons, we cannot joke with such a precious pilot's life. Colonel Atov returned to the warehouse area of the second batch of relief supplies one hour ago local time,
He has six hours of sleep, and after six hours, Colonel Atov and his team will take off again. May the local wind suddenly stop, and may there be no major damage to the ground in the area."
"Thank you for mentioning that he has a team, thank you."
"I am a reporter from the Global News Center, Ms. Caroline. If your mood has recovered, please answer that your company has always had a high success rate in the field of venture capital. Facing the current storm-like fluctuations in global prices, can you give us something good?"
Any suggestions?"
Caroline: "Investment is risky, please be cautious when participating."
"Uh, thank you."
Caroline: "The time is up, thank you for your careful participation. Considering the global time difference, the next live broadcast will be at 12 noon today local time. I wish you all a good night."
Ye Lin watched the news scenes slowly disappear. The commentators from various TV news centers for the live broadcast of Enduring Life Investment Company came out and turned to Yue Feng and asked: "Are there not many pilots?"
Yue Feng also sighed softly: "There are enough pilots, even if you hear the wild words of a tornado, you dare to fly into it. But rescue is not about losing your life. Now only Colonel Atov is the most cautious and experienced pilot. We need him to fly many times."
, with better flight data, the company can improve the performance of the aircraft."
Ye Lin opened her eyes wide: "Then we wish him a safe landing and a safe return."
"Thank you, I will. He is my flight instructor, I know him, and I support his first flight."
Yue Feng got up from the push-up position: "Go to sleep, good night."
"Good night."
Ye Lin returned to the room, thought about Colonel Atov's safety for a while, and then fell asleep.
Yue Feng returned to the room, pressed his finger on the communicator on the corner of his shirt, and the robot's voice came out.
"Dear Mr. Base Manager, today there are once again ten shareholders who are uneasy about you not returning to the base. In addition to the 146 shareholders who were uneasy yesterday, there are a total of 156 shareholders who have provided accurate information to the base director.
They expressed that they believed you and believed that you were collecting weather data regardless of the danger, so they concluded that your failure to show up meant that the weather conditions would further deteriorate."
"I have reported the news about the continued deterioration of the weather to the board of directors as soon as possible. The shareholders who are upset about my absence tonight are not important. Please tell me the day after tomorrow. Now call Colonel Atov. He should not be sleeping yet.
.”
"Dear Mr. Base Commander, please wait a moment."
"Hi Yue, how are you? Jie."
Yue Feng: "Don't say sorry to me, I'm very repulsive."
"Well, I'm sorry, let me think about it, have you finished killing people?" Colonel Atov said with a smile.
Yue Feng: "I am not an executioner either, teacher."
"I know there are supernatural events happening around you out of concern for you. Are you okay?"
Yue Feng shrugged: "You are referring to the incident on the day of my murder as a supernatural incident. The local public security bureau has not yet allowed the release of this news."
"The mountain told me."
"We have another big mouth. Don't worry, teacher, it's not a supernatural incident, it should be the kindness of a friend."
Atov exclaimed: "Oh my god, is this a regional difference? Do you think the death of more than a hundred people in mysterious circumstances is called kindness?"
Yue Feng nodded to the air: "Everyone who dies deserves to die. If they don't die, you may not be able to see your students, me, and the two big mouths like them."
"I'm not interested in Big Mouth Mountain or Big Mouth Johnny. When will you come back to help me fly? The pilots recently recruited into the company are not as good as you. The shareholders definitely don't agree with the base long flight, but I am your instructor. They
Words don’t count.”
Yue Feng said: "Wait until I finish killing people. If you don't like the new students, ask Adam and let him go back first."
"I asked him, and he replied that I was still working as an executioner, and as Johnny reminded me, he had never been so happy." Colonel Atov complained, emphasizing the end of the last sentence.
Yue Feng couldn't help but smile.
"Okay, you are going against my teachings. I have always taught you to respect life and revere nature. If you have faith, you should be more pious. It is not my fault that you have taught a few executioners."
"Okay, teacher, I'll accept what you said and pass it on to everyone later. I'm delaying your sleep time just to tell you that it's safe to fly."
"Safety, you too, safe for killing." Colonel Atov said in a helpless voice: "May God forgive me for saying such words again in my life."
"Thank you, I will. Good night."
"Good night."
In a room somewhere.
The blond-haired Colonel Atov sat down in front of the computer: "Start it and repeat the conversation we just had, let me listen to it again."
"Okay, sir." The robot voice said.
Colonel Atov listened carefully and said, "He really laughed. I heard you right, right?"
"The probability of Mr. Base Commander smiling during this call is as high as 90%. My judgment is that he smiled."
"That's good, this poor child is finally starting to recover. If I had known that my parents died suddenly, not from natural causes or illness, but from murder, I would have lost my mind."