Most of the naval soldiers at the Naval Branch Base in the Four Seas were locals.

Members of the Second Team of Haiwei Port are no exception.

On holidays, some of them went home and some went for fun, and no one was in the base, so the commander's order could not be conveyed for a while.

"You actually did such a thing? Do you still have the look of complacency?" An old mother carried a rolling pin and knocked her son out of the house.

The son, who was proud of his father, cried and threw the medal to the ground, and asked, "Dad, is it true?"

"Executioner!"

"Butcher!"

...

Now, the impact of broadcasting has been formed, and on the road, bars, families, and wherever there are people, are talking and arguing.

The Navy has explicit regulations that pirates who put down their weapons cannot be killed, let alone ordinary unarmed crew members?

Such a bloody massacre is horrifying to ordinary people.

At this time, the members of the Second Team, who participated in the massacre of unarmed crew, faced the eyes of parents, wives, children, friends, and strangers.

Not everyone can withstand such pressure, and not everyone can lie against their conscience.

Under the pressure of merit, reward, and power, the conscience belonging to human beings is awakened.

The first person who collapsed took to the streets to tell the truth about what he saw.

The security team who rushed over after hearing the news wanted to catch him.

The surging crowd blocked the security team, and an old man walked out and said, "Let him talk,"

The security captain recognized the other party. It was an influential old man on the street. He said in a deep voice: "If you make a mistake, you must admit it! Is it someone who wants to smear us Haiwei people, or... we have the right to know the truth!"

"Yes, we should know the truth!" passers-by yelled.

The security captain wiped his sweat. His team members were all locals, and these people were all neighbors. Who dared to offend the public?

A team of navy rushed over with guns. The old man stood in front, glanced at the navy soldiers holding the gun, and asked, "What is the difference between you and pirates who have no weapons? Do you still want to kill us?"

Every time the old man took a step forward, the navy took a step back. Those who had been cared for and favored by the old man came out spontaneously and followed behind him.

The old man glanced at the naval soldier who had lost his morale and said to the neighbors behind him: "Send that child to the port, the Haiwei people, owes the crew of the Sachi, and apologizes, we need to confess, we did not teach the child well."

The old man's words spread, one to ten, ten to hundreds, and more and more people took to the streets.

The commander who led his troops to the port looked at the crowd walking towards the port, his hands trembling. How many people? Thousands, ten thousand, or hundreds of thousands?

He can't count it, and he is crowded with people.

The sound of footsteps can shake the earth!

Shocked!

"Grand, Colonel, what should I do? They are getting closer and closer, will they shoot?" the major asked nervously.

The commander glanced at the soldiers lined up around him. They were like themselves, their hands with guns were shaking and their legs were shaking.

Shooting?

There were even their parents, brothers, wives and children in the crowd!

The commander is not his stupid son.

Once the gunfire sounds, it will be a big event, which will evolve from an ordinary event similar to a parade to a riot!

The old man stepped forward slowly and said in a deep voice: "Get out of the way, Ferrien, don't let the mistake continue. Do you hope there will be no merchant ship again and dare to come to Haiwei Port? This is the city we love, a beautiful city. Please don't let your dirty things defile her!"

The commander saw the old man, blushed and ashamed, and said, "Teacher, I..."

"Don't forget, who supports you in that position? Now, they are standing in front of you. Do you want to use your gun to tear their hearts apart?" the old man asked.

The commander closed his eyes, as if he had suddenly become ten years older, and sighed and said, "Let's go!"

The navy soldiers who could no longer bear the pressure immediately made their way to both sides.

In the distance, Ulfloch, Lorf and others looked at this scene with shock.

"What's going on?" Lorf scratched his head.

Ulfroch suppressed his uneasy mood and murmured to himself: "Killing someone to kill him, is this the president's saying that killing someone to kill him? One broadcast, thousands of people gathered."

Click!

The reporter of the Donghai Economic Development News, who used a camera phone bug to shoot this scene, said excitedly: "Big news, real big news!"

"Come on, go back to the ship."

A large sailboat moored in another area.

The newspaper editor-in-chief Victor Elliott wrote quickly, and he was the reporter who took the risk of interviewing Red Foot Zep.

At that time, no one dared to go on a mission, after all, he was a big pirate!

The young Victor Elliot volunteered for two months. He stayed in the Barati restaurant, beating hard and even being beaten up a lot. Finally, he impressed Zhepu with perseverance and perseverance and received a precious exclusive interview.

When Liszt came back, he immediately promoted him to serve as editor-in-chief after hearing about this incident.

Two days ago, Victor Elliott brought the newspaper to Harvey Harbour, waiting for the big news that Liszt said.

Yes, newspaper!

The East China Sea Economic Development News is not on any island, but on a ship.

"Editor-in-Chief, the photo is here!"

After writing the last word, Victor Elliott picked it up and read it again, put it down with satisfaction, and looked at the photos taken by the reporter.

"Okay, I'll use it for typewriting and printing immediately. Then take it, I want a complete record."

The first batch of 500 newspapers printed came out and the staff immediately sent them to the deck.

A group of news birds fell from the mast, each ten pieces, and divided them in a moment.

Victor Elliott took his eyes from the confessional crowd at the port and said to the news birds: "Please, within three days, I want the news to spread throughout the East China Sea! Every time a newspaper is sent, I will give you Bailey double the share."

The news birds looked at each other, and in an instant, flapping their wings, rushing to the sky.

Victor Elliott walked back to the office and continued writing.

"Revenge! The soul of the Sachi is back!"

The first article of Victor Elliott talks about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Meardme last night.

Victor Elliott's manuscripts are mostly written in the first person, and this time is no exception. He seems to be transformed into Uffroch, describing the cause, process and ending of the whole thing with delicate brushstrokes.

Of course, this was written by him after interviewing Uffroch. It was 100% true and readers could be immersive.

This is a true story similar to a novel.

"Conflict! Confrontation triggered by the truth!"

The second article describes the changes in Haiwei Port after the broadcast.
Chapter completed!