Chapter 1653: Wilder's Tragic Life
Wilder finally got rid of Valeria.
He felt that this Russian woman was simply more difficult to deal with than the most difficult celebrity he had ever seen.
I really don’t know what kind of life those colleagues who work in entertainment news are living all day long.
But thankfully, following Valeria's running around, he managed to get through somewhere backstage, turned around, turned to a passage that seemed empty of people, and then found a staircase going down.
After walking down the stairs for a while, he saw a door in front of him, which was dimly illuminated by light, so he hurriedly walked over.
When he opened the door, his eyes widened.
"Huh? This is..."
Wilder suddenly became excited.
This is a huge dock located under the central moon pool of the Dragon Palace on the Sea.
There are three submarines docked here.
It is not a secret that the Sea Dragon Palace brought back three submarines.
After all, there are so many students from Dongwon University in Haiyong Palace. It is very difficult to keep them secret, let alone such a special thing.
However, the news released to the outside world is that these three submarines are on friendly visits, and the maintenance of the submarines is also described as "planned maintenance."
Of course, the outside world is speculating on why these three submarines came together and why they came to Severodvinsk, the center of Russia's Northern Fleet.
Now, the relationship between the three countries is complicated and tense, and it can be said that the situation is tense.
The United States' ill will towards the other two countries is obvious.
There are various military exercises in the three countries emerging one after another, and it is clear at a glance who they are targeting.
But the three countries are also the least likely countries in the world to fight, because all three countries are capable of destroying the whole world.
Nuclear submarines are a very special kind of weapon. Their role is strategic deterrence and post-war retaliatory strikes.
Even if the country is destroyed, as long as there is still a nuclear submarine underwater, other countries will not be able to sleep peacefully.
Normally, it is a luxury to hope for a nuclear submarine to surface.
For nuclear submarines from three countries to visit the same place at the same time, it is even more epic.
It's the most impossible thing.
No one can give a reasonable explanation yet.
There are various speculations from the outside world, and it can be said that they are almost all guesses, and no one's theory can be convinced.
Wilder felt that he might be able to uncover a new historical mystery.
Big news! Super big news!
Wilder excitedly took a few steps forward and raised the phone in his hand.
Then I felt a stiffness in my lower back.
"Don't move!"
Wilder slowly raised his hands.
"Turn around!"
Wilder slowly turned around and saw several U.S. Marines standing behind him.
"Who are you? We've never seen you!"
"He's a tourist...Sir, we caught a spy!"
"Get him!"
When several American sailors saw the tickets hanging on his chest, they suddenly became excited and their eyes lit up.
Wilder struggled hurriedly and said: "I am not an enemy! I am a reporter from the United States! I have no ill intentions!" As he said this, he reached for his press pass.
There is no authoritative organization in the United States that uniformly issues press cards, but major news organizations have their own press cards, which are also very effective.
With a press card, Wilder has been to countless places, including the White House in the United States and the Kremlin in Russia. It can be said that he has been everywhere.
But as soon as he moved his hand, the American soldiers holding guns shouted angrily as if facing a powerful enemy: "Put up your hands!"
"Don't move!"
"If it moves again, we will shoot!"
Wilder froze there. As an American, he knew.
If an American tells you, he is going to shoot.
He was really going to shoot.
Moreover, the people in front of me are all elite soldiers, so the psychological burden of shooting is probably even smaller.
He tried not to tremble and whispered: "I am really a reporter, you can see my ID!"
A soldier came over and took out his press pass from his arms.
"Associated Press senior reporter, Wilder Samplains..." The soldier looked over it several times, "It seems to be true."
"J, you have been in journalism school before... come and see!"
"It's a real reporter, that's right!" The person named J came over to take a look and said.
Who would have thought that the other party would be even more nervous.
"He's such a reporter!"
"These damn reporters are talking nonsense!"
"Can't let him leave!"
"Now how to do?"
"It's better than us...it's freezing and snowy here anyway, just find a place to throw it away..."
"This...isn't good."
Wilder never expected that things would develop like this.
It's okay that he didn't say that he was a reporter, but when he said that he was a reporter, these compatriots actually became murderous.
Then, he saw a few more people walking next to him.
A middle-aged officer wearing a Russian military uniform said: "I just heard that someone wanted to do something? We are happy to help."
The Russian officer looked at Wilder with a smile, as if a weasel was giving New Year greetings to a chicken: "I can guarantee that no one will ever see him again!"
"Is it really okay? Andreev!" The American officer actually looked very excited.
"Of course, my friend!"
Just when Wilder was trembling with fear, a Chinese officer next to him said: "It's not good for you to do this. Just give him a warning."
"Fang, you don't understand the reporters in our country. Rather than letting him go back and talk nonsense, I'm afraid it would be more convenient to deal with it now."
"That's right, these reporters in the United States... apart from making trouble, there seems to be nothing else they are good at."
Wilder looked pitifully at the young officer known as "Fang".
He never imagined that his life would actually depend on an "enemy".
The young officer was obviously struggling, and at this moment, the sound of "zaza" sounded.
"Ah, it's about to start! Let's prepare first!"
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"Fang, you don't understand the reporters in our country. Rather than letting him go back and talk nonsense, I'm afraid it would be more convenient to deal with it now."
"That's right, these reporters in the United States... apart from making trouble, there seems to be nothing else they are good at."
Wilder looked pitifully at the young officer known as "Fang".
He never imagined that his life would actually depend on an "enemy".
The young officer was obviously struggling, and at this moment, the sound of "zaza" sounded.
Chapter completed!