Martin was quite surprised that the Ministry of National Defense of Niyal took the initiative to invite him to Lualulla. He is also very disgusted with Caroline as a woman. He thinks that she always has too many worries and does not have the fearless spirit that a journalist should have.
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However, Martin knew that if he asked for leave to go to Nyal for no reason, the person in charge, Caroline, would definitely not agree, so he could only lie to Caroline, saying that he had something to do at home and needed to go back to deal with it.
Martin is disgusted with Caroline, and Caroline is equally disgusted with Martin. She believes that Martin is an out-and-out refined egoist. Such a person does not have the sense of team discipline and can only work alone.
Caroline even doubted how Martin, the vice president of the student union during his college days, led the student union.
So when Martin proposed to go home to deal with things, Caroline agreed without hesitation.
Since Lulla Lulla International Airport currently does not have the ability to provide fuel support, the airport can only support short-distance routes.
Martin bought a plane ticket and went straight to Boutillon, where he transferred to a connecting flight to Roula Roula.
The special vehicle of the Ministry of National Defense has been waiting at the airport for a long time. Among a group of black people, Martin, who is white, stood out particularly. As soon as he saw him, the people of the Ministry of National Defense immediately picked him up.
As soon as Martin entered the Ministry of National Defense, he didn't expect that there were dozens of people from Mao Ziguo in the Ministry of National Defense.
He suddenly began to regret a little. From the bottom of his heart, he was not willing to deal with the people of Mao Ziguo. He believed that these guys were barbaric and extravagant, not a symbol of modern civilization.
People at the Ministry of National Defense seemed to see his confusion. Deputy Minister Salma who received him told Martin that these were their trustworthy partners, and they were also obliged to contribute to the peace of Niyar.
Martin breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, anyone who is an enemy of Vladimir is his friend.
Pugachev, the special envoy of the Yeroo family, Salma, Deputy Minister of Defense of Niyal, and others met with Martin in the conference room.
Martin first told the story of the last time he discovered shrapnel from a drone.
Upon hearing this, Pugachev couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Martin, where are the ammunition fragments? Do you have any with you?"
Martin nodded and took out the piece of shrapnel from his handbag.
Pugachev took the shrapnel in his hand. He looked at it carefully and weighed it. He thought that Martin was not lying. He was telling the truth. Judging from the appearance, quality and explosion of the shrapnel, it was indeed a laser bomb.
of shrapnel.
Seeing that this group of people began to trust his own judgment, Martin also became excited, "So I suspect that the Americans were behind this air raid."
Now Pugachev and Salma couldn't sit still. This Yingguo man's analysis was pretty good and reliable at first, but his style suddenly changed in the blink of an eye, and he actually targeted the American man.
Seeing these guys having doubts, Martin became even more elated. He always firmly believed that the truth was in the hands of a few people. Only his discerning eyes in the world could see this situation.
Martin moved the laser pointer a few dozen centimeters eastward, "Everyone, do you think there is a US military base two thousand kilometers away from here?"
Pugachev and the others nodded subconsciously. It is true that the Americans have a military base there. This is known to the world.
"As far as I know, the coverage distance of this beta phased array active radar produced by your Maozi country is 2,500 kilometers. In other words, the military base of the US Army happens to be within your range..."
What followed was Martin's self-righteous analysis, and Pugachev and the others simply did not continue to listen.
Regarding this radar, they had already informed the Americans when they deployed it. They were using a emasculated version with a scanning range of about 800 kilometers and would not pose any threat to the military bases of the American army.
The Americans also knew about this situation, and even if they didn't say hello, the Americans wouldn't dare to bomb the radar so openly.
Therefore, the only useful information provided by Martin is that it confirmed that the weapons used in these attacks were Reaper drones.
However, a Reaper drone sells for nearly US$100 million, and not even a few countries in Europe, let alone the Philippines, may be able to afford it.
Pugachev and the others were deep in thought. If they did not find out where the Reaper drone came from, the Ministry of Defense building might suffer a devastating blow in the next second.
Although Martin's subsequent analysis was extremely outrageous, Pugachev and others still gave Martin warm applause.
By feeling, Pugachev knew that this young man must be full of hatred for Vladimir.
Sure enough, the experienced Pugachev made some insinuations and chatted with Martin for a few words, which confirmed his guess.
"Mr. Martin, you don't know the crimes committed by Vladimir and Rabose, a group of brutal anti-government armed forces in Nyar..." Pugachev told Martin a good story, asking Martin to
After hearing this, I became even more determined to expose Vladimir’s true face through the news media.
"I think you can go there and report the real situation, and we can also provide necessary help." Seeing that his goal was achieved, Pugachev decisively threw out the bait.
"Really?" Martin looked excited.
Salma on the side said: "No problem, Mr. Martin, we plan to let you enter from Budiniya."
Martin waved his fists excitedly and said, "Well, if I get there, I will definitely expose the ugly behavior of Vladimir and his group."
After hearing this, Pugachev and Salma looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.
Since Nyal and Budiniya are friendly countries, even though Musala was brought to power with the support of Vladimir, he still had to abide by the basic international order. They did not pay attention to a reporter like Martin.
After just checking his passport, he was released.
This time, in order to show the importance he paid to Martin, Niall specially selected a few soldiers with good military qualities to dress up as civilians and go with him to the area under the jurisdiction of the anti-government armed forces in Labosa.
Martin firmly believes that with the help of these soldiers around him this time, he will be able to successfully complete the mission.
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At the same time, a good show directed by the Niyal government in Paris is about to be staged.
According to reliable information, Metshaw only has one driver and bodyguard at Paris University, and this guy will not appear on campus on weekdays.
So the content of their scene is that someone plays the killer, and someone else goes to rescue.
Everything was happening under Metshaw's nose, so much so that after seeing it, he looked dumbfounded and could not recover for a while.
"Who are you? Why did you save me?" Metshaw asked two questions hidden deep in his soul.
"We are from the Niyal National Security Bureau. The person who attempted to kill you just now was a killer sent by your brother Russell."
Metshaw seemed to understand a little bit when he heard this, but he had no plans to deal with these saviors.
As for why Russell wanted to kill him, Metshaw actually still didn't know. The main reason was that the words came from the mouth of a government official in Niyar, so he didn't think the credibility was necessarily high.
"We have been secretly protecting you for many years."
Metshaw was even more surprised this time. The Nial Security Bureau had been secretly protecting him for many years?
No, he is the son of the anti-government armed leader Labose. Logically speaking, the people from the Nyal Security Bureau would arrest him, but in the end, they actually claimed to protect him secretly, and they have protected him for many years.
Although Metshaw has a high degree of education and is already a Ph.D., he still doesn't have a clear grasp of such a complex problem and has no idea where to start.
He also knew that his identity had been revealed by these guys, and there was no need for him to pretend anymore.
The smart Metshaw suddenly said, "Thank you, I'm going home."
"Mr. Metshaw, can we have a chat with you." The other party extended a sincere invitation.
"This?" Metshaw hesitated.
"We are not going anywhere, just in the square of your school, and please believe that we do not have any malicious intentions. The chat between us will only be good for you, and there will never be any malicious intent."
Seeing that the other party was chatting with him in the school square, Metshaw did not resist, "Okay."
There are people coming and going on the playground of Barley University. Chatting here, Metshaw can feel at least a sense of security.