Chapter 1715 Mr. Yin

As the night progressed, it began to rain, which caused the temperature in Ufedu to drop a lot, making people feel even more chilly.

In the Presidential Palace, Hemanla also put on a military uniform and walked around the command center with a very solemn expression.

Today was the most frustrating day in his life. He received dozens of phone calls from afternoon to evening, all of whom were close allies in Africa.

They first checked whether he was dead, and then all reminded him not to be too cruel.

Mutiny to seize power is okay, murder and arson are normal, after all, such stories are played out every day in Africa, but ripping out people's hearts, stealing kidneys, and eating human blood is too much.

If such brutal behavior occurs again, everyone will stop visiting or being allies. After all, they don’t want to be infamy for thousands of years.

Hei Manla's mouth went dry when he explained, and he could barely dispel the doubts of his allies, but many finalized cooperations were still stopped.

This made Hei Manla so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

However, what makes him even more angry is that his subordinates have not yet solved the problem. Neither online channels nor television communications can be fully controlled.

Two hours after the official cut off the network and communications, and tried to restore normalcy so that they could send instructions, a large number of notifications immediately flooded into people's mobile phones.

It's all about Black Manra's atrocities and the news of his death again.

Officials can only cut off the Internet and communications again. Although power outages and Internet interruptions have slowed down the rumors, they have also made people more fearful.

This is also the reason why Hei Manla is angry.

"What do you do for food?"

Hei Manla roared: "How many hours has it been and the problem has not been solved yet? The network cannot control it, and the TV station cannot broadcast it."

"I spend so much money to support you, but you can't do anything well?"

He strode forward, kicked a uniformed man away, and then slapped a black woman down:

"Tomorrow morning, can you guarantee that my clarification meeting will be held without any interference?"

He shouted: "I don't want another bunch of confusing photos to appear on the screen."

There was silence for a while, and no one seemed to know how to respond to this question. After a long time, a middle-aged man bravely said:

"Don't worry, General. There will be no problem before dawn. I have asked a few technical experts to help, and we should be able to do something about it."

If it’s not guaranteed, you might die now. If it’s guaranteed, you still have one night to gamble.

"Okay, I'll give you one more night."

Heimara returned to his seat, pulled open a collar and said, "After seven o'clock in the morning, I don't want to see any news that slanders me."

"General!"

At this time, the one-eyed woman walked in with a solemn look on her face: "I just received news from the prison."

"Ye Tianlong led people to attack the prison and killed more than a hundred guards and prison guards."

She added: "He rescued all more than 80 reporters."

Black Manla, who was circling in circles, stopped and glanced at the one-eyed woman: "He attacked the prison and rescued the reporter?"

"Is he suffering from brain damage? Why are he trying to save reporters? There are more than 80 people, how can he evacuate?"

He turned around and looked at Ufeidu's map and the distance from the prison to the border: "Ye Tianlong is going to attack the east and the west."

"His rescue of reporters and his killing of me were all pretense. His real intention was to make a fool of himself."

"You didn't have a chance to kill me, so you rescued the reporter, and actually attacked the prison, paying close attention to the details, trying to trick me into deploying heavy troops to surround him."

Hei Manla seemed to have discovered something, and a hint of joking appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It's a pity that I'm not as idiot as he thought."

"I don't believe it. He came all the way to Ufidu just to save reporters. What benefits can those reporters give him afterwards?"

Heimara pinched out a cigar: "And it's an almost impossible task."

"It takes them sixty kilometers to reach the border. This journey is enough for me to kill him a thousand times."

He hummed: "Ye Tianlong, if you want to play, I will play with you."

"Send the order, continue to strengthen the security against Hahatu and the others, and at the same time let the militia group attack to surround Ye Tianlong and those reporters."

Hei Manla's eyes flashed: "Ye Tianlong, let me see what tricks you can do."

The one-eyed woman, who had never been able to find a chance to interrupt, took a long breath and replied: "General, the militia group cannot attack."

Heimanla's eyes turned cold: "Why? Can't be contacted? Then take my warrant and go to the barracks."

The one-eyed woman's lips twitched: "It's not that we can't be contacted, it's that the militia has collapsed."

"The militia group surrounded them immediately, but they were defeated in less than ten minutes. They were all frightened by Ye Tianlong."

There was helplessness on her face: "There are less than two hundred people gathered in the barracks now, and they are all panic-stricken and have no fighting capacity."

Hei Manla's voice deepened: "Are you scared away?"

"Are those all rubbish? Are these all so scary?"

He shouted: "Do you really think Ye Tianlong is a god?"

The one-eyed woman sighed: "They didn't regard Ye Tianlong as a god, but they regarded him as a big devil."

"The rumors on the Internet have already penetrated into their hearts and washed their heads."

She briefly described the situation: "In addition, the general's life and death have not yet been clarified, and Ye Tianlong's skills are limited, so they were frightened and fled."

"What a waste! When I stabilize, I will take care of the militia."

Heimanla's face darkened: "If the militia group can't do it, then send two helicopters to kill them, and kill them all for me."

"The helicopter team was attacked by graphite dust, and the circuit short-circuited. The technicians are repairing it."

The one-eyed woman added: "But the general's three friends heard that the prison was attacked and flew over in their helicopters."

"Did they go after Ye Tianlong?"

Hei Manla was originally angry that the helicopter team was frustrated, but when he heard about his three friends, he frowned immediately: "Who asked them to go?"

"How long have they been gone? Ask them to come back immediately! Nothing can happen to them."

The one-eyed woman whispered back: "They were probably gone for more than an hour, but the communication was not good. They only reported back to me five minutes ago."

"We can't contact them now. Civilian communications are interrupted, and they didn't leave us their frequency."

She was dry-mouthed: "I'm worried that they are in danger..."

Hei Manla shouted: "Send me two platoons. No matter what, we must protect their safety."

The one-eyed woman straightened up: "Yes!"

When the one-eyed woman turned around to arrange things, the safe flashed a red light, and Hei Manla hurriedly opened the safe and took out a black box.

Opened it, there was a satellite phone inside.

He closed the door, then picked up the phone and answered it respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Yin."

A gentle and calm voice soon came to his ears: "Hei Manla, you disappoint me."