Bullet marks
Chapter 51: The Backbone of the World
With two hours of live broadcasts every day, the TV station John Mitchell's service saw a 150% increase in ratings in just a few days, directly propelling John Mitchell and his photographers to the pinnacle of the media stage. No voting or prediction needed; as long as the two of them could return alive from Russia, the golden road paved with flowers, fine wine, cheers, and beautiful women would accompany them for life. Because in the eyes of those girls, being able to hang out with terrorists, insisting on live broadcasts of these most authentic war scenes every day, and his photographer, the "Battlefield Golden Retriever" John Mitchell, who wrote so much about Chinese soldiers, were real men—they were fighting in their own way!
During this period, a small incident also occurred.
On the seventh day, as the helicopter flew over Zhanxiage and Zhao Haiping's heads and began a frenzied barrage, making shell casings jump wildly, the footage suddenly disappeared. Those viewers who saw the scene disappearing in front of their TVs, computers, or even big street advertisements were all wide-eyed!
They pounded the table and shouted loudly. After a full three minutes, they finally heard "Battlefield Golden Retriever" John Mitchell, borrowing the photographer's satellite phone, amidst the chaos of helicopter roars and heavy machine gun fire, apologetically telling everyone that he truly hadn't expected his interview to last more than ten days, and that the cost of renting the satellite channel was his own pocket, because his account was already owed a considerable amount of communication fees, and he had to let a communications company with poor access to ...... The machine stopped?!
The "Battlefield Golden Retriever" John Mitchell, who became a top reporter, certainly has his own unique side. He even used satellite phones as a platform and radio broadcasts to continue his live broadcasts to the public. Just as everyone's anger had begun to calm down by then, a shout from Lord John Mitchell ruined the whole situation: "Oh my god, I see them again!" Oh my god, I saw clearly, I saw they were ...... Fight! Oh my, is that really a person? That Chinese soldier's sprint speed was like a jaguar, rolling and dodging nonstop. Bullets flew behind him, stirring up waves of mud. On a watermelon-sized stone, the sparks flew were like the firework sticks we held at Christmas. It looked absolutely stunning—a cruel beauty that came at the cost of life! ”
"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!! ”
His Excellency John Mitchell had entered an almost frenzied state of fanaticism. Even amid the roar of helicopter propellers, everyone could clearly hear the terrifying sound of John Mitchell pounding the helicopter walls with his fists. He shouted hoarsely, "I now see the troops pursuing the Chinese soldiers—more than two hundred people. Each of them is highly skilled, forming groups of three, rapidly weaving through the jungle. They are relentlessly bombarding Chinese soldiers who have already run out of sight with rocket launchers!" Two hundred rifles and a dozen squads were firing light machine guns at once. I didn't know if they had already seen the Chinese soldiers or were blindly wasting bullets, but from where I could see, looking down from above, the entire ground was completely covered by a barrage of bullets! But in this situation, I could still see people falling continuously through binoculars. Could it be that those two Chinese soldiers could escape while fighting back?! ”
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In less than two hours, the telecom company's complaint hotline was flooded with calls! The general manager of a communications company had his phone call exploded! The telecommunications company's sales office phone was overwhelmed! The telecommunications company's website is overwhelmed with complaint letters!
Complaint hotlines from the US, UK, France, Germany, and even Indonesia and Ethiopia are like 1,250 heavy bombers taking off simultaneously, bombing this telecom company that still cluelessly knows what happened or what they did wrong. As long as the communications company discloses the information to the public, everyone can find and make accessible phone numbers, and the communication methods available—no matter how many channels the communication company finds out about the public's anger, everyone rushes in and completely ...... It's overflowing!
Their eyes were already burning with anxiety. Listening to the vivid live voice broadcast of "War Golden Retriever" John Mitchell, these people felt even more anxious. After waiting seven days, the most exciting part of the story finally arrived. We finally got to see how those two Chinese soldiers who couldn't be killed or killed actually fought in battle. But then, the live broadcast was completely shut down by the communications company!
Almost everyone who called to complain had bloodshot eyes and just said, "Shit!" Damn it, hurry up and start filming! If I don't turn it on soon, I'll damn well forget any of the services your company offers! Just wait for the bank to collect the payment and shut down, then go find a new job! ”
The staff member responsible for receiving complaint calls actually foolishly checked the number the other party used when they received the first complaint call. The staff member was puzzled, but in her rigorously trained and pleasant voice, she said, "Sir, I just checked your phone number. There is still a balance of £107 in your account, and your reputation is good. Before any service is suspended, we will contact you first and at least give you a written notice. However, so far, our sales department, We have never submitted any written notice to you, nor have we ever suspended any of your services! ”
Before the opponent's angry roar could continue, dozens of complaint calls from the telecom company, even business inquiry lines, started ringing frantically all at once.
At the same time, they kept boasting about how powerful their military was, constantly expanding their military in a pathological way, constantly calculating the comparison between their border forces' combat strength and China's border forces, and constantly boasting domestically about how they would win if a border war broke out. The foreign ministry, army, and border troops of a certain country mockingly called 'A San' by the Chinese have all quietly shut their mouths.
Can they not keep quiet? How could they not be stunned? Can they not go crazy, stupid, or dazed?
They were still preaching that the Chinese army was finished, that there was no longer the Mao-era "spiritual atomic bomb," and that it was starting to weaken. Meanwhile, two Chinese soldiers were flying helicopters in Russia, firing 3,000 heavy machine gun bullets a day, fighting relentlessly against an enemy a hundred times their number, constantly creating terrifying miracles in military history that could be considered a Guinness World Record!
Although we cannot see how they fiercely fight the enemy in the dense forest, nor how they create one miracle after another in special operations, they ...... Alive!
Isn't that enough?
Isn't the blood-stained red flag in their hands enough?!
A country that promotes Bushido every day and constantly talks about China's education and its people's decent people is damn stunned.
Decades ago, they used force to invade China and other Asian countries, but now they still refuse to admit their mistakes, shamelessly shouting that "the Nanjing Massacre is the greatest lie in human history." Now, they have launched wave after wave of cultural invasions against China, using cartoons, comic books, and video games to flood the streets and alleys of China. Once again, they proudly entered China, a land that once cost nearly a million soldiers their lives.
But the shockwave created by these two Chinese soldiers has already surpassed the total of all their cultural aggression. They have used ironclad facts and the blood of their own enemies to tell everyone that China has only developed for twenty years, and we have many shortcomings and areas that need improvement. Under wave after wave of cultural invasion, some people with a submissive nature at heart insist on using a lofty attitude of 'everyone is drunk and sober,' criticizing the government and the military. You are a mixed-protein fool who insults society to prove you are different, but as long as the fighting spirit of Chinese soldiers and men never fades, the Chinese nation will always stand at the pinnacle of the world!
Stop shouting about the "China's power threat theory." China wants to rise peacefully, and we hope to coexist harmoniously with any neighboring country. However, we must develop our military power, arm ourselves with high-tech, high-quality soldiers, produce nuclear warheads, manufacture nuclear attack submarines, install one conventional and unconventional strategic missile after another, maintain the world's strongest army advantage, develop a navy and air force, and perhaps even develop aircraft carriers in the future!
What else would you like?
Are we supposed to wait for your self-indulgent troops to come to China, which is completely unarmed and has no ability to defend itself, to continue your truly aggressive, so-called holy war called Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity?!
Abandon the injustice of "one Chinese person is a dragon, three Chinese are worms" internal strife, and those who use grand schemes to fool people, use so-called karmic retribution, use things like 'don't take medicine if sick, return to the basics without high technology,' keep your own TV DVDs in others' car baskets every day, send nonsense emails everywhere online, and insist on squeezing into TV stations to show off their "heroic presence" nonsense. Anyone who wants to trample the Chinese nation again, You must first meet with Chinese soldiers and Chinese men...... Fight to the death!
Although the news was blocked, not a single TV station broadcast it, and no newspaper reported it, in a country anchored in the Pacific, frequently encountering massive waves, waves, and tsunamis, frequently visited by hurricanes, receiving relief supplies but insisting that the food supplies they provided were expired, the Chinese there still knew that two Chinese soldiers were fighting with the blood of the Chinese, fighting bloody battles against terrorists a hundred times larger than themselves, far from their homeland, and still knew that the side in their hands was constantly swirling. The Iron-Blooded Battle Banner, burning with undying flames!
I really don't know what kind of dragon spirit these Chinese people can learn from these two Chinese soldiers.
But we wish that those Chinese rooted far away in foreign lands, who only know how to make money and enjoy life, and when anti-China riots break out, like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, will awaken soon!
Besides being smart, hardworking, and simple, the Chinese nation also carries the unique qualities of 'cotton inside needles' flowing in its blood. When you can't stand it anymore or avoid it, why do you still lie there obediently, watching your woman get gang-raped, watching as a damn twelve or thirteen little brat gets slashed on your head with a machete?!
Anyway, they're all damn dead, and you guys have so much money you can't spend it all. Might as well buy an M134 Vulcan gun from the arms black market and set it up in front of your villa. The rioters will sweep one by one, and if you see a group, you can blast them all at once. What's wrong with that?!
As long as there are twenty or thirty such desperate criminals, I refuse to believe those thugs armed with watermelon knives, iron chains, and wooden sticks would still dare to break into Chinese homes!
If twenty or thirty women could tie a grenade to their bodies, and as soon as they surrounded and were about to be gang-raped, they'd make the grenade emit "sizzle" white smoke, then lunge at them and desperately hug the one who undressed fastest, with the coldest expression, the most lewd smile, and watch his smug expression instantly turn into the most terrified shock. Hearing his arrogant, lewd laughter turn into a hysterical scream, that instant of pleasure would be enough to make your money back!
No matter what, even if you fight desperately with a canine combat knife—no, a kitchen knife used for slicing pork and chicken—chopping down two or three, making them jump, jump, bark, and howl like little boars whose tails have been trampled, it's still much better than being gang-raped by a bunch of losers, then having your breasts cut off with machetes, and steel skewers piercing you like a skewer of lamb. Then, piling you up with a bunch of idiots who also dare not resist and are gang-raped to death is their spoils, isn't that much better?!
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