King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 1588 - Capítulo 1588: 1291: Promotional Mishap

Capítulo 1588: Chapter 1291: Promotional Mishap

The battle against the pirates in the Philippine Sea is quite interesting…

Using the 3,600-ton ‘Princess’ ship to fight pirates feels a bit like shooting a cannon at mosquitoes.

Pirates in the Philippines can handle themselves at sea, but once they’re on shore and cornered, they’re done for.

The Marines land to pinpoint targets, then the ‘Princess’ fires a few shots, and the battle is over.

From start to finish, no one died from gunshot wounds; honestly, the sound of the cannons had the pirates surrendering in fear.

The battle itself wasn’t interesting, but when Boss Qiao tried using live broadcasts to show the fight against the pirates, he found many people loved watching this type of battle.

It’s not about bullying the weak, but about loving to watch the operations on the ‘Princess,’ and the jokes that arise from Boss Qiao, an outsider, commanding a warship. It’s enough to fill a joke book.

Dorian, with nothing better to do, carried a cara to coax crew mbers to spill the beans and complain about the boss, which was eventually edited into a series of videos. The P·B website even created a special channel for complaining about the boss…

Boss Qiao took the self-deprecating humor of Europe and Arica to its extre and even made it flourish.

Not only the crew on the Princess but also people inside P·B join the fun with various complaints and flattering…

The cooks in various places point to the four-dish al, both at and vegetables, claiming the soldiers’ nutrition is sowhat inadequate, all because the boss is stingy with spending money.

Far in a secure zone facing off with the Turkish Air Force, Cobra, with a face full of wrinkles, leans against the wheel of a Su-27 loudly complaining that the boss is a stingy miser, and to this day the P·B fighter jets are still a mishmash of brands, and the advanced missiles are too expensive to use.

Auntie Zhao in Sangha Town shalessly stands in the bustling slum market street, loudly complaining that Boss Qiao cares more about pirates than about his hotown, and she seriously initiates a street vote, vowing to use public opinion to drag the irresponsible Boss Qiao back.

This sort of slightly offensive complaint is much more approachable than serious propaganda, and it carries a certain amount of deceit.

Terrorists who don’t understand the business also want to lash out at Boss Qiao, but there are too few serious dia outlets willing to take them in these days.

Posting videos on the dark web is aningless to the general public, and the only relatively decent Al Jazeera Television has almost no influence beyond the Arab borders.

Now, for the first ti, the P·B website opened submissions and allowed videos attacking Boss Qiao to be uploaded…

Terrorists around the world imdiately worked overti to shoot and upload videos, half wanting to promote themselves, half wanting to vent the frustration of being utterly crushed by P·B.

Unfortunately, these people have too shallow an understanding of modern internet marketing. They are stuck in the stage where chopping off a few heads is the only way to attract attention. Dryly cursing Boss Qiao won’t attract much traffic.

In the end, it was the young people at the UN who had a way. They made a 10-minute video comparing places like Tubruq, Iraq, Syria, Yen, and Country S from the perspective of several young girls of the sa age.

Finally, these innocent children face the cara, enurating Boss Qiao’s ‘irresponsible’ behavior…

The young girl from the refinery in Tubruq, who has hardly experienced war, sits on her living room carpet complaining that P·B soldiers are always urging her parents to work with loudspeakers and threatening to send her to a terrifying kindergarten.

An Iraqi shepherd girl, with a dirty face, embraces her shorn goat, loudly complaining that even her family’s wool is demanded by the P·B soldiers from the resource center, and they’re taking her brother away to work.

A Kurdish girl in the Syrian secure zone sits in the classroom, resting her chin in her hands, helplessly complaining that P·B actually rejected her application to enlist. She says she wants to join the Martyrs Camp and has written many letters to Hu Lang, but he never responded.

A girl from Mukalla in Yen, carrying a large bag, tearfully complains that the candies P·B sends to welfare communities are never enough. Although she works hard every ti, she can only exchange them for one or two pieces of candy, which she can’t save at all.

And finally, the child from Country S sits among ruins, with innocent big eyes, asking the videographer, can you help dig out my dad, I’m too weak…

The video seems to complain, but in reality, it makes a horizontal comparison of war-torn areas that P·B has passed through.

Tubruq, the first place P·B took over, now undoubtedly has the best living conditions, followed by Iraq and the Syrian secure zone. Even in the worst place, Yen, the war orphans are taken care of.

The video ends with a few photos…

The girl from Tubruq is gathered with her family, enjoying a sumptuous dinner…

The Iraqi girl and her brother separately sell wool and their goat, and then use the money to buy a cartload of items to take ho.

The girl in the Syrian secure zone dances in the middle, surrounded by female soldiers from the Martyrs Camp.

The Yeni girl sits on the doorstep of a post with a P·B soldier, happily holding a al box overflowing with food in one hand and using a spoon in the other to scoop a large piece of at from the P·B soldier’s bowl.

And lastly, the girl from Country S, though forcing a slight smile, has innocent big eyes full of bewildernt…