"Avenge eleven souls, seek justice for eleven lives!"
The voices of demonstrations are getting louder and louder, and the voices of protests are getting louder and louder. However, in one place, it is always quiet and there is almost no news, and that is Huaxia.
However, the question of whether to save or not to save triggered a battle in Zhongnanhai.
A conference room in Zhongnanhai was filled with smoke. More than a dozen people were smoking cigarettes inside, and some of them were even in disheveled clothes.
"No rescue!" The hawks always insisted on not saving. As the representative of the hawks, Xiang Yixing slapped his hand on the table and said angrily: "Once we rescue, our military aircraft will definitely be leaked, and many things will be revealed.
We must explain clearly to the United States!"
"Must be saved!" Nangong Ao glared angrily and said, "Xiaosi has dedicated ten years of his youth to the country and sacrificed so many beautiful years. What he has experienced is definitely beyond what you can imagine! Therefore, he must be saved!"
"We can't save him. He is a soldier, and his sacrifice is inevitable!" The hawks spoke again, saying: "This time, let's treat him as a martyr for his country, and just treat his parents and relatives well in the future!"
"no……"
There was a dispute in the conference room. Whether it was to save someone or not, they were all waiting for someone to speak. And that powerful man was sitting on the chairman's seat. He had gray hair, a solemn expression, and sharp eyes.
He glanced at the whole audience and said nothing, but continued to cross his arms and watch the arguments among the people below.
…
"Chairman, let's judge!" Nangong Ao simply threw the question to the man on the podium.
"Yes, Chairman, you are the one to judge!" Xiang Yixing simply threw it away. Anyway, he and Old Man Nangong couldn't come up with a solution.
The man's face darkened slightly and he put out the cigarette in his hand in the crystal ashtray.
"This matter..." The man paused for a moment and said, "It's time for us to step forward. We must not let them bleed for us and shed tears for us!"
Hiss...
Suddenly, the conference room was quiet. The superiors had given orders, and the people below just had to obey. Nangong Ao looked at Xiang Yixing with a proud face. Although Xiang Yixing was unwilling to do so, he had to listen to the orders from above.
