Chapter 1837: Fake News

The battlefield full of gunpowder smoke has become icy, and a group of people walk among the ruins covered with bomb craters. Under the protection of hundreds of armed soldiers, Dr. Osborne, the leader of the American Baath Party, walked to an inconspicuous half-collapsed fortification. The guard next to him pointed to... that's it.

The battlefield hadn't been cleaned up, and many twisted dead bodies lay on the ground. The half-collapsed fortification was probably hit by a ground-penetrating bomb. The steel roof covered with soil failed to withstand the penetration of the small-caliber bomb.

"Are you sure it's here?" Osborn asked coldly. The coup rebels died and surrendered, and the whereabouts of several leaders must be determined. Regardless of the guard's advice, he insisted on seeing how McCain, who had caused him so much trouble, died?

The guard who guided the way responded quickly: "We asked the captured rebels. This is indeed the last headquarters of the rebel leader McCain. We used radio to locate his target point, and it is also here."

In the half-collapsed fortifications, the corpses were mixed with the soil, which was black with a burnt smell. Osborne walked into the pit of the fortification and kicked the floating dirt with his feet, and after a while, he even kicked a bloody face. The skin was peeled off from the skull, and there was still an eyeball hanging from it.

"Hmm... that's right." Seeing this face, Osborn finally smiled. He cheerfully pointed to the tattered flesh and said, "This is McCain, I know him. Hahaha...he is dead, I said he will die."

Dr. Osborne's mood turned from cloudy to sunny, and there was a smile on his face. The guards and entourage around him also laughed and laughed. A group of people happily walked back, leaving the ruins that were bombarded by heavy artillery and bombs.

After a while, someone came to report that another rebel mastermind, Colonel Wolf, was captured on the way to escape. Dr. Osborn nodded and sneered, "That bastard is still alive, isn't he? It's good to be alive, it's just for experimenting."

No one at the scene was surprised by these words, and Dr. Osborn's coldness and cruelty were fully revealed at this moment. And after he walked out of the ruins of the battlefield and returned to a bulletproof car, he asked his followers, "What's the matter with the Aurora Legion?"

The entourage staff shook his head and said: "No, the border is very quiet. The mood of our troops is also very stable. Everyone still wants to believe that under your leadership, America can be revived."

The entourage staff thought that saying this would please the leader of the party, but Dr. Osborne's face darkened, and he said unhappily: "I mean what is the news about the Aurora Legion?"

The news of the Aurora Legion is now the vane of public opinion. With its large-scale coverage and real-time performance, it quickly gained the approval of the wasteland people.

"They are nothing more than groundless slanders and spreading false news. Our propaganda department is fighting against these smeared news. At present, a large number of satellite TV receiving antennas have been seized, and people have been organized to conduct mass propaganda."

The entourage staff were still talking about the work they had done, but Osborne interrupted impatiently: "Bring me the portable TV, and I'll see for myself."

A high-end virtual projection TV was sent to Dr. Osborne. After fiddling with the receiving antenna, the doctor himself received the news station of the Aurora Legion. A beautiful hostess is reporting in a sad tone.

"We have just received a sad news from the front line. General John McCain, who stood up against tyranny, has died. He was captured by Ba'athist executioners and executed, and his body was humiliated."

The screen flashed, and a person hanging from a telegraph pole appeared. This man was wearing a dirty military uniform, and his neck was broken and stretched by the rope due to its own weight. His head was tilted to one side, his hands were tied behind his back, and bruises could be seen all over his body through the tattered military uniform.

The beautiful hostess also expressed the sadness of Lihua with rain: "The dead General McCain was a noble person, a selfless person, and a person who was out of vulgar interests. He gave his life to wake up the sleeping people. He died. Later corpses were also used by dictators to intimidate.

But we believe that

A free soul will not yield, and no one wants to be a slave and plaything of a dictator. Justice may be late, but never absent. The power of punishment will inevitably come, and the defiled earth will eventually be completely cleaned. "

These words are touching, heartbreaking, and empowering.

That's right, it doesn't matter if a person is dead, but it's too much to hang someone's corpse to show off.

But... Dr. Osborne, who saw the news, frowned and said in astonishment: "How did McCain die? I just saw..."

The entourage staff followed up and said: "The traitor McCain was killed by a guided bomb dropped by our drone."

"Then why did the Aurora Legion come up with a picture saying that we are hanging McCain's body?"

"It should be a forged picture. This is outright slander and slander. We will immediately arrange propaganda personnel to clarify this matter."

But that's not the end....

The beautiful host of the news station began to broadcast all kinds of news that happened in San Antonio. These news are very detailed. It can be seen that there is an extremely active film crew operating in the city, sending back various credible reports.

When Dr. Osborne was annoyed that his old background was exposed, he suddenly heard another piece of news that shocked him. The beautiful host used the low tone of telling supernatural stories to broadcast the horrific events discovered by the frontline reporters who risked their lives. "The Ba'ath Party is planning to fool the people."

"The terrible Dr. Osborn is not only fooling the people in his ruled area with propaganda, he even tried to use drugs to achieve the effect of permanently controlling the people at the bottom. He is ordering his own pharmaceutical factory to produce more nerve control drugs, released through water pipes."

What……?

Neural control? Water pipes? Fool?

This nonsense has to be reliable, okay?

When will I release controlled drugs through the water network? What a cost, and how bad the effect is. This is definitely a rumor!

Dr. Osborne blushed instantly with anger, and shouted loudly: "Victor Hugo, I can't believe that you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, are also making fake news!"

That's right, the previous photos of McCain's body being humiliated were fake, and the news about drug use in tap water is also fake. But they are mixed with a lot of real news, and ordinary people have no way to distinguish them. People at the bottom have no ability to discriminate, and human beings' innate sense of danger will take them all seriously.

"The propaganda must be stepped up to expose these lies." Dr. Osborn hurriedly ordered, because the beautiful host of the Aurora Legion was reminding the citizens of San Antonio that "it is safer to flee the city."

This shit is creating panic, creating confrontation, creating a rift. Without the support of the low-level citizens, the top leaders of the Ba'ath Party will naturally become a tree without roots and water without a source. Even the army will run into all sorts of difficulties.

Dr. Osborne was shaking with rage. This is really easy to hide with open guns, but hard to guard against hidden arrows. It was hard to quell the army rebellion, but this alienation plan against the people came again.

Victor Hugo, you are so vicious, this is so vicious!