Others show their swords, I show my missiles!

In the liberated areas, the wave of just public opinion rolled forward like a surging river, winning victory after victory in one public opinion battle after another.

The news of the victory flew quickly into the area ruled by Jiang Wufa as if it had wings.

In this land, after hearing the news, the people's emotions became more and more heated, like dry firewood that had been ignited.

They gathered together, either in the streets or in teahouses and taverns, and talked about the shameful conspiracy of Gu Shousan and Jiang Wufa.

Everyone's face was filled with indignation and dissatisfaction, flames of anger burned in their eyes, and they expressed deep disgust for the actions of these two people.

The sudden change in the situation weighed on Jiang Wufa's heart like a heavy rock.

He paced back and forth in the luxurious yet gloomy mansion, his brow furrowed, his eyes full of anxiety and uneasiness.

Unprecedented pressure surrounded him like a tide, making it difficult for him to breathe.

In order to stabilize his shaky ruling position, a hint of ruthlessness emerged on his gloomy face, and he decided to use the last resort - adopt a high-pressure policy, trying to suppress the people's voices that were about to erupt with violence.

Jiang Wufa first extended his evil hands to the media field.

He issued a series of harsh orders, which were like cold ropes, tightly binding the media's throat.

All media organizations were warned not to report or comment on the liberated areas and Gu Shousan's mobilization of troops.

For a time, the entire media industry in Jiang Wufa's ruling area fell into silence, as if a cold winter had arrived.

His minions swooped in like wolves, and according to his orders, they closed down all newspapers and printing houses that might spread so-called "reactionary remarks."

From time to time, in the streets and alleys, there were the sounds of doors being violently smashed and machines being destroyed.

Places that were once vibrant and delivered truth and justice are now shrouded in darkness.

The reporters and editors who dared to speak out became thorns in his eyes and flesh.

Batch after batch of people were ruthlessly arrested and dragged into prison vans roughly with expressions of defiance and anger on their faces.

Among those targeted was a well-known and influential local newspaper - Minsheng Daily.

"People's Voice" has always maintained an objective and fair stance, like a bright light in the darkness, fearlessly exposing all kinds of injustice and dark phenomena in society.

In the fierce war of public opinion between the liberated areas and the areas ruled by Jiang Wufa, the "Minsheng Daily" played a pivotal role.

One sharp article after another was born from here, like a sharp dagger thrown out, accurately stabbing the core of Gu Shousan and Jiang Wufa's conspiracy.

These articles not only exposed their ugly deeds in detail, but also constantly called on the people to unite and support the just and great cause of the liberated areas.

However, these righteous actions of the "Minsheng Daily" were like a thorn in his side, causing Jiang Wufa to be extremely dissatisfied and panic.

In his narrow and distorted perception, the People's Voice was deliberately inciting the people and was the culprit that undermined the stability of his rule.

Then, a cold and ruthless order came out from his cracked lips - immediately close down the "Voice of the People" and arrest all those involved.

On a seemingly ordinary morning, the sun had just shone on the city streets, and everything seemed still immersed in tranquility.

As usual, the editors and reporters of "People's Voice" headed towards the newspaper office with their love for journalism and belief in the pursuit of truth.

When they arrived at the door of the newspaper office, they were stunned by the scene before them.

The gate of the newspaper office had long been blocked by a group of soldiers armed with live ammunition. The soldiers had ferocious faces and the guns in their hands flashed coldly in the sunlight.

These soldiers were like ferocious monsters, and without any explanation, they forcibly took the editors and reporters away one by one.

The editors tried to resist and shouted questions, but all they got in response were shouts and rough pushing from the soldiers.

The eyes of the reporters were filled with anger and unwillingness; their struggles seemed so powerless in the face of powerful force.

Inside the newspaper office, the printing equipment and manuscripts that carried truth and justice were also ruthlessly confiscated by the soldiers.

The newspaper office, which was once full of life and roaring machines, suddenly became dead silent, like an abandoned ruin.

The news that "Minsheng Newspaper was closed down" spread rapidly throughout the area ruled by Jiang Wufa like a wildfire.

Wherever this news reached, the entire media industry seemed to be struck by a powerful bomb, stirring up huge waves.

When the staff of other newspapers heard the news, some were so shocked that they were speechless, while others were filled with indignation, realizing that the environment they were in had become more dangerous and difficult.

After hearing the news, the anger in the hearts of the general public was uncontrollable like a volcanic eruption. They hated Jiang Wufa's high-pressure rule more and more, and the seeds of resistance were deeply buried in their hearts, waiting for the moment of explosion.

In the slightly cramped but information-filled editorial office of Voice of Justice, the atmosphere was as depressing as the dullness before a storm.

The dim light cast weakly on the messy tables, chairs and documents, but it could not dispel the heavy atmosphere that filled the air.

Editor-in-chief Li Haoran stood in front of the window, his figure tall and straight but with a hint of heaviness.

His brows were tightly furrowed, like an insurmountable mountain, and he held tightly in his hand the inside information he had just received.

The paper trembled slightly between his knuckles, and his eyes burned with anger, but also with deep worry.

In that look, there is a persistence in upholding journalistic ideals, as well as resentment and uneasiness about the dark reality before them.

"This is a blatant violation of freedom of speech!"

Li Haoran suddenly turned around and slammed the table. The sound was low but like thunder exploding in the room, full of strength and determination.

The teacup on the table clanged and some tea splashed out.

"We can't just sit back and watch, we have to make our voices heard!"

His voice echoed in the room, like a wake-up call, awakening the fighting spirit of everyone present.

Veteran reporter Wang Yuxin, standing nearby, reacted quickly, her eyes revealing determination and courage.

She walked a few steps to the table, grabbed the pen on the table, spread out the manuscript paper and began to write quickly.

Her pen tip slid quickly across the paper, making a rustling sound, as if she was racing against time.

"The title is 'People's Voices Are Stifled, Where Is Justice?'"

She spoke as she wrote, her voice steady and powerful.

"We must report the whole story in detail, expose the truth behind it, and let the public know that real voices should not be stifled!"

Every word that came out of her mouth was like a stone thrown into the darkness, carrying a thousand pounds of force, trying to stir up a thousand waves.

At the same time, on the other side of the city, in the live broadcast room of Voice of the Times radio station, bright lights illuminated the entire space.

Anchor Lin Hao sat in front of the microphone, his face slightly serious, but his eyes revealed determination and passion.

At this moment, his voice, like a nimble bird, penetrated every corner of the city through the radio waves and reached thousands of households.

"Dear listeners, we have just received shocking news: the People's Voice Newspaper has been shut down by unknown forces!"

Lin Hao's voice was clear and loud, with a hint of indignation that was hard to conceal.

"This isn't just a newspaper's experience; it's a serious challenge to every one of us's right to freedom of speech!"

He slightly emphasized his tone, hoping to attract the audience's attention.

"Our radio station will continue to pay attention to this matter and use our voice to speak for justice!"

His voice is full of passion, like an unstoppable force, flowing along the airwaves, inspiring everyone who hears it, giving them courage and hope.

Behind the scenes of the live broadcast room, editor Xiao Zhang was busy shuttling between various devices.

His eyes were fixed on the computer screen, his hands were typing quickly on the keyboard, collecting information from all sides.

Fine beads of sweat glistened on his forehead, but it did not affect his concentration at all.

He knew very well that every piece of information he collected could become a key clue to uncovering the truth.

At this moment, he is concentrating on preparing to produce a special program to deeply explore the impact of this incident on the media industry and the entire society, trying to use the power of radio to make more people pay attention to this matter.

In the office of a small newspaper called "Truth Exploration" in a corner of the city, a few desks are put together in a slightly simple room, and young editors are sitting around it.

Their faces are filled with youthful vigor, but their eyes reveal a maturity and determination that is inconsistent with their age.

"We can launch a joint initiative and invite other media to join us in calling for the protection of freedom of speech and the maintenance of media independence and impartiality!"

The young editor Xiao Li was the first to break the silence. Although his voice was a little immature, it was full of enthusiasm and hope.

His proposal was immediately responded to by everyone, and everyone nodded in agreement.

There was a glimmer of hope in their eyes, as if they saw the dawn of light breaking through the darkness.

In this age of highly controlled information, every tiny voice may become a force to change the status quo. They are willing to be the ones who speak out bravely, fighting for justice and fighting for freedom of speech.

As the incident of "Minsheng Newspaper being closed down" spread like wildfire in the media industry, the entire media field was like being ignited by a blazing flame.

Various different voices and forces began to converge together rapidly, like rivers flowing into the sea.

The once scattered and weak voices of resistance have now coalesced into a powerful force that cannot be underestimated.

Those media professionals who uphold justice and conscience either secretly work in the dark or speak out bravely in public.

They used pens, radio waves, underground leaflets and other means to cry out for justice and fight for freedom of speech.

In this land shrouded in darkness, we strive to tear open a hole leading to the light.

Shortly after the People's Voice Newspaper was shut down, a storm was brewing beneath the calm surface in a remote town ruled by Jiang Wufa.

Most of the villagers in this small town live a farming life, working from sunrise to sunset, and many of them are even illiterate.

But the spread of news is always pervasive. Through word of mouth, they gradually learned about Gu Shousan and Jiang Wufa's shameful conspiracy, and also understood the just position upheld by the liberated areas.

In order to express the firm support for the liberated areas and the strong dissatisfaction with Jiang Wufa's high-pressure policy, a secret rally was secretly prepared.

The organizer of the rally was the young intellectual Xiao Zhang, who had studied in a school in the liberated areas, where he was baptized by advanced ideas and had a clear and profound understanding of the current situation.

Xiao Zhang used the interpersonal relationships he had accumulated in the town and quietly contacted many like-minded villagers like threading a needle.

He carefully told them the time and place of the meeting, and every communication was full of caution, for fear of being discovered by Jiang Wufa's spies.