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"Report!" a Latino asked, "There are only terrorists in the village?"

Sergeant Slafft said, "And the villagers."

The Latino asked again: "The principle of firing?"

Sergeant Slaft had no expression on his face: "No principle! Unlimited fire! You think they are innocent? They are not innocent at all! They provide hiding places for terrorists, provide food for terrorists, precisely because of their support, terrorists Molecules are as stubborn as viruses!"

He knows how to inspire the fighting spirit of the soldiers: "In this operation, the spoils captured belong to the individual!"

A big black man couldn't help but said: "Head, I like it!"

Sergeant Slaft nodded slightly: "This is not only actual combat training, but also a test for you. It is related to whether you will enter the Secret Service and become free men, or go back to the dark underground prison!"

The stumbling block stepped forward: "Check the firearms and set off in 2 minutes!"

When the time came, the team set off on time. The team sprinted under the dark night sky, walking on the rugged mountain road like walking on flat ground, and the speed was as fast as ordinary people sprinting [-] meters.

As the village approached, Sergeant Slavt, who led the team, made a tactical gesture, and the roadblock led half of the people to detour and turn to the back of the village.

Fifteen minutes later, the attack officially began, and the two teams attacked back and forth!

Sergeant Slaft found a commanding height and carefully observed the situation on the battlefield.

Compared with their strong bodies, fast speed, and marksmanship, the soldiers under their command can only be said to be so-so, and the situation where they can't kill a person after firing a full magazine is frequently staged.

The gunfire of AK and M4 interweaves into heavy metal under the night, and the explosion of grenades and grenades is the drumbeat that shakes people's hearts.

The gunshots of the M4 gradually weakened, and howls of beasts sounded in the village!

The muscles of many soldiers swelled, tearing through the desert camouflage military uniforms, their thighs and arms became more than a circle thick, their hands grew sharp claws like cats, thick body hair appeared on their faces, and their canine teeth protruded from their lips with long spines!

There is no media, no monitoring, and no caring people here.

If there are, they will choose to turn a blind eye.

After all, this is Afghanistan, a barbaric land full of terrorists in the eyes of the Western world.

There were fewer and fewer gunshots, and more and more screams.

The excited beast roared straight into the sky!

Sergeant Slaff stood high, firm as a rock.

In his training book, only actual combat can produce a strong soldier!

Half an hour later, the sergeant set foot on the blood-stained ground with heavy leather boots, and issued a new order: "You have one hour to clean up the battlefield and seize the property! After one hour, set off on time to destroy the next terrorist base!"

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As time went by, Washington gradually calmed down, and everything seemed to be back to normal. Even the bronze Statue of Liberty that was blown up on the top of Capitol Hill was reinstalled.

For the media industry, the news that hit Washington is outdated.

Matt approached Ronan again, and continued to dig into the big guys behind the Seven Deadly Sins series of events.

Being a journalist is quite persistent.

But Ronan didn't want to play with him anymore, and was going to find a suitable reason and excuse to leave.

"I think this is the end of the matter, there is a senator behind him, and he is still a party whip!"

After getting into the car, Ronan persuaded him appropriately, because he knew that there was a fraudster behind this matter, and Matt would not have good results if he continued to do it: "If we dig deeper, once he finds out, we won't be able to resist."

Matt asked Ronan: "Are you afraid of losing your job?"

"Of course not!" Ronan suddenly thought of a good idea.

Matt started the car: "If you are afraid, you can go back! I will go alone!"

Ronan looked very righteous: "Forget it, there is a beginning and an end to doing things, I will accompany you."

Matt nodded at Ronan: "Duke, let me tell you, Frank Underwood not only had an affair with Christine, but also had an affair with a female reporter. Let's go to Capitol Hill and stare outside. He will Go see an affair!"

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1 second to remember the public:.

Chapter 188 Successful escape and first arrival in New York (5000)

Looking at the newly repaired Capitol Hill dome, Ronan looked awkward, maybe he got used to seeing it a few days ago, and always felt that dilapidation is a kind of beauty.

Turning to the National Mall, the Washington Monument is still under repair.

"What are you looking at?" Matt asked.

Ronan pointed to the surrounding area of ​​the National Mall: "There are too many iconic buildings here."

Matt said, "Yeah, the Jefferson Memorial over there, the Lincoln Memorial over there, the National Museum over there..."

Ronan asked curiously, "Where is the Declaration of Independence?"

Matt replied, "National Archives."

Out of the corner of his eye, Ronan glanced at the exit of Capitol Hill, where Frank was leading people out.

There are quite a few people around him, and they all seem to be important figures in the political circle.

Matt urged: "His car is coming, you get your camera ready to take pictures... Wait, Duke, what are you going to do?"

Ronan picked up the microphone recorder, opened the car door and got out of the car, put on his "Society Weekly" reporter card, and strode towards Frank, leaving only one sentence: "Matt, I think it's best to go straight to the point. The method, we secretly investigated before, did we get the key evidence? No!"

When Matt was stunned, Ronan was already close to Frank, deliberately showed his press card, and suddenly accelerated past the blockers, came to Frank, and quickly said: "Mr. Underwood, I am Duke, a reporter from "Society Weekly". It is said that you had an affair with the dead senior caller Christine, and you and your wife, Claire, had a relationship with Christine at the same time..."

The scene fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes, including Doug, Underwood's loyal aide, all fell on Frank.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, being exposed to such embarrassing privacy, even with Frank's sophistication, he didn't know how to respond for a while!

Ronan has not been a reporter for a long time, and he is as ignorant and fearless as a new reporter: "It is said that Christine also had relationships with other congressmen and senators. Christine's autopsy report found AIDS, did you check it out? "

The response that Frank had thought up was blocked in his mouth at once, his heart contracted sharply, and his whole body was icy cold.

This heavyweight gossip made everyone dizzy, and the eyes they looked at Frank became strange.

A few politicians who were close to Frank quietly backed away.

Stay away, stay away.

A congressman who shook hands with Frank just now hid his right hand behind his back and wiped it vigorously on his suit jacket!

Frank reacted at this moment and shouted: "Get him away! Drive him away!"

The driver and guard was awake, and immediately came over and pushed Ronan out.

Ronan used Matt's usual rhetoric: "You are hindering the freedom of the press! Mr. Underwood, do you dare to admit it? I suggest you go to the hospital for an examination! It is still too late to get an intervention!"

The guard pushed Ronan hard, and Ronan staggered back and forth.

With a livid face, Frank got into the car directly.

The car drove away quickly.

The few politicians who shook hands with Frank just now turned around and ran into Capitol Hill to find disinfectant in the bathroom to wash their hands!

Ronan stabilized his body, and as soon as he turned around, Matt rushed over.

"Duke, what are you doing!" he confronted Ronan: "You ruined my journalism! You ruined my Pulitzer Prize!"

Ronan forcefully defended: "No, I saved your news! Matt, hurry up and see if he goes to the hospital for a check-up, and if he has other actions, so that we can confirm..."

Matt covered his forehead and circled around: "You...you are a newcomer, you don't understand these things, you made the situation public, how can I maximize my interests!"

He shook his head and walked towards the car: "I'm going to chase someone, you can find a way to get back by yourself."

Getting in the car, Matt chased after Frank's car.

Ronan watched Matt's car go away, such an almost public disturbance, Frank will definitely put pressure on the newspaper, and the newspaper will put pressure on him and Matt.

Needless to say, he, a rookie, must face the greatest pressure.

Matt can no longer investigate secretly, and his life should not be in danger.

Ronan took advantage of him, and he couldn't watch him go to a dead end.

Of course, that's it.

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A black Cadillac is galloping.

Frank's face was cold and livid, and he asked, "That bastard! How dare you make up things! Doug, find out which newspaper he belongs to!"

Douglas next to him said, "Society Weekly, called Duke."

Frank gradually controlled his emotions and said: "In the name of me and the party, put pressure on "Society Weekly". I want him to lose his job and get out of Washington!"

"I'll call right away." Douglas took out his cell phone and dialed.

Frank also took out his phone and sent a message to Claire: "Where are you?"

"Just got off work, ready to go!"

"Wait for me for a while, I'll pick you up, and we'll go to St. Mary's Hospital for an examination."

"why?"

"Some say Christine has AIDS!"

"What? Are you sure?"

While Frank and Claire were texting, Douglas finished the phone call and said, "Frank, I'll get out of the car first and go talk to someone."

Frank pointed forward.

The car parked on the side of the road, Douglas got out of the car, waited for the car to go far, and immediately called a taxi.

As soon as he got in the car, he said to the driver: "Hurry up, go to the hospital!" The reporter called the private doctor: "Luther, it's me! I'll go to your place right away, and you are ready to do a blood test for me!"

On the other side of the car, Frank's mind, which was a little dizzy from the AIDS, finally returned to normal, and immediately made a call: "Colin, it's me, Frank, I want to ask something, there is a deceased named Christine , can you read the autopsy report?"

After waiting for a while, he heard a voice over there, and Frank asked, "Has she ever suffered from a disease? No? She is very healthy! Okay, thank you, come out for a drink when you are free."

After hanging up the phone, Frank was finally relieved, and then his anger surged up from the soles of his feet!

The reporter named Duke of "Society Weekly" not only wants to be kicked out of Washington, but also makes him no longer have a foothold in the media circle!

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In the morning, after breakfast and feeding the crows, Ronan was ready to go to work.

The female secretary of the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, Howard, suddenly called and informed him to go to the editor-in-chief's office immediately after work.

Knowing that things were almost over, Ronan threw the last piece of meat to Raven: "Stupid bird, play a game, I won't take you this time, you follow me, if you lose it, there will be no meat to eat in the future."

The raven flapped its wings, yelled twice, and flew out of the window.

Ronan drove out and looked up to see bombs hovering in the sky.

After eating the bald eagle's barbecue, the stupid bird has benefited so much that it can fly at the speed of a peregrine falcon for a long time.

Then there is black like carbon, and the beak and claws are extremely sharp.

Pecking and scratching on a person's head is a bloody hole.

Of course, it can only be used for sneak attacks. It is still a weak horse in the face of powerful modern weapons.

Ronan drove to the newspaper office and met Matt when he entered the door.

He glanced at Ronan, and instead of complaining yesterday, he patted his arm. He didn't know how to speak, and after a while he said, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have dragged you into the water."

The female secretary came over at this moment and urged Ronan: "The editor-in-chief told you to go over immediately."

Ronan nodded, and said to Matt: "It's okay, at worst, I'll go back to the fashion industry."

Matt shook his head and said nothing.

Ronan entered the editor-in-chief's office.

Editor-in-Chief Howard poker-faced, and pointed to the seat opposite: "Sit!"

Ronan sat down.

Howard was furious: "What are you doing? Do you think this is the entertainment industry? This is not Los Angeles, this is Washington! What you are facing are not models and stars, but politicians! It is a big partisan who stomps his feet and shakes the United States ! You know how serious the consequences are if you completely offend them!"

Ronan didn't need to defend himself, and he didn't give Ronan a chance to defend himself. He said directly: "This incident has a very bad impact, and you have caused a lot of trouble! The company has great opinions on you, and I will give you two choices! "