Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2269 The World is Quiet
In the quiet room, a unique melody is playing.

Snapped!
Just when the room was as cold as a cellar, a slapping sound suddenly rang out, like an accompaniment, abrupt and harsh.

When everyone looked over, they saw that Howard's face was red and swollen.

"Get out. Get out now."

Howard shouted angrily at everyone else in the room, looking crazy.

Mossos frowned, not understanding what the other party was going to do, but when he saw Howard's ferocious look, he asked the adjutant to go out and close the door.

The adjutant left, leaving only three people in the room.

Howard burst into laughter.

Mossos and Mele looked at Howard as if he was crazy.

Papapa

Howard not only smiled, but also clapped his hands, which surprised Mossos and Mele even more.

Just when the two were getting impatient, Howard finally spoke up, and then said calmly, "Not only will we be fine, but we've also made a contribution."

This sudden change left the two of them unable to react.

These sudden words left the two of them even more confused.

Howard walked aside, picked up a half-drunk drink from the messy table, picked it up and poured it into his mouth.

Mossos frowned, not understanding what Howard meant, but did not disturb him.

Howard finished the drink in the cup and then looked at Mossos. "Just do as I say. Not only will nothing happen to you, but you will get credit for it."

"You tell me, don't keep me in suspense."

Howard smiled and nodded, then continued his story.

"It's very simple. We learned that the other party is going to conduct a satellite test. These materials are all ready-made, so you don't need to sort them out."

"Then, in order to confirm the authenticity and obtain first-hand information, we sent a Blackbird reconnaissance plane to conduct reconnaissance."

At this point, Howard smiled and said, "Is it reasonable?"

Mossos already understood Howard's plan and nodded, "Makes sense."

"For such an important matter, the other party is well prepared."

"After the plane entered, it was surrounded by the enemy, who used a new type of missile to destroy the plane."

"Is it reasonable?"

Mossos stood up from his seat, looking happy.

They had been panicking because of the plane crash and the dereliction of duty on their side, but they immediately understood after Howard's explanation.

"That makes perfect sense, sir. Please continue."

Howard shrugged, but unfortunately he was only wearing a blanket and was shivering with cold, so he couldn't look cool.

"As for the problems that occurred in the middle, we deeply sympathize."

"We will also respect the sacrifices of the two warriors and will even conduct a full investigation and treat them fairly and justly."

"We will strictly investigate and bring justice to the situation in the process as to the impact caused by the lack of information due to the negligence of some people."

At this moment, Howard put everything on the table and made everything clear.

Maile opened his mouth wide, he never thought that his boss actually had such a 'smart' side.

Mossos put on a smiling face because he found that in this matter, or in this crisis, he was not only not at fault, but on the contrary he had made a contribution.

Cooperate with the intelligence department to conduct reconnaissance in advance, report and arrange tasks in advance, and there are no problems in the arrangements.

The problem lies with the two pilots. They didn't fly well. Otherwise, how could a plane catch up with the Blackbird at such a high altitude and speed? How could a missile hurt it?

Yes, that's definitely the case.

And that’s what was expressed in the communication.

After figuring this out, Mossos immediately walked out quickly. "Such a major event, I must report it to Washington in person."

"Don't worry, I will report the credit to you truthfully."

As he said that, he opened the door and prepared to go out, looking impatient.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

When Mossos heard Howard's voice, he turned around immediately, thinking that he wanted to say something.

Then Howard said apologetically, "Please help and have someone bring our clothes."

Mossos was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's easy."

After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Washington, early morning.

The moment Dongfanghong's voice rang out in the White Palace, the busy pedestrians in the entire building stopped in unison, the voices stopped abruptly, and the documents in their hands fell to the ground.

Not only that, the whole world became quiet under this sound.

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A thick thread-bound book fell on the table, and the owner looked confused.

Under his hooked nose, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

In front of him, the bald spot on Smith's head was wider and there were more wrinkles on his face.

Just now he came over to report the situation, but he didn't expect that before he finished speaking, the corridor was filled with the voice of Dongfanghong.

"Director, we mentioned this matter before. There must be records of this matter."

"Howard, do you remember that last time we sent people to Dayuan to investigate the plane incident, we had this information at that time?"

"You handed it in, didn't you?"

The hook-nosed man's eyes widened immediately, "Yes, I submitted it. I definitely submitted it to the bank."

Smith breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Just by looking at the expression of his immediate superior, he knew that things were not going well. Fortunately, they had previously filed a record of this matter, which could be used as an excuse now.

But who could have imagined that China would drop a huge bomb so quietly.

Not only did it fly up, it also succeeded.

And this time it's 173 kilograms, which is much larger than what they sent originally.

No, it should be more than the first three countries combined.

What kind of strength is this?
This means that as long as the enemy's missiles have a long enough range, they can carry sufficient weapons.

And who dares to say that this is the opponent's full strength?

"Smith, go collect the information immediately. I want all the information."

After a moment's silence, the director immediately roared.

Smith got up immediately and ran outside.

As soon as Smith left, the phone on the table rang.

"Sir, my name is Lawrence. I understand and I have launched an investigation."

"Oh, did you forget? I told you before, maybe you were too busy."

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that. Yes, I understand. I will start investigating immediately."

After hanging up the phone, Director Lawrence was sweating profusely. Fortunately, he had made preparations in advance, otherwise, he would have been the one to take the blame.

Looking down at the book of Thirty-Six Strategies on the table, Lawrence sighed and locked it in the drawer.

He has memorized this book by heart, but he has only memorized it.

"It seems that not just anyone can learn this book."

Susco.

An old man's roar came from the office, and the man with gold-framed glasses waiting at the door had a grim look on his face.

Bekotin, who was standing beside him, opened his mouth in surprise, revealing his yellow teeth. "Everyone, come in."

After a long time, the old man's voice was heard from inside, and the two of them hurried in.

"gentlemen."

They both bowed at the same time, but the old man didn't even look at them.

He stood up, holding the cane in his hand, and walked around the room, finally coming behind the two of them.

"Has the internal friction made you all forget your responsibilities?"

A cold and lonely voice sounded, and both of them immediately got goose bumps.

"No, sir."

Canon answered quickly, and Bekotin beside him nodded.

"Haha~"

"Then tell me, why was there no news about this matter before?"

"Why did I just know about this sound after it spread all over the world?"

"Or are you guys waiting here to laugh at me?"

After hearing this, the two were silent and quickly rejected it.

"Needless to say, you are guilty of unforgivable responsibility in this matter."

After hearing the old man's words, the two felt more at ease.

"From now on, all information about China will be handled by Anatoly Gozenvsky."

"He is already on his way. You must cooperate well in the future."

The two men lowered their heads, and the figure of the bald man appeared in their minds.

Who would have thought that this guy would be 'alive' again.

After the old man finished speaking, he waved his hand and asked the two to leave.

After the door was closed, Canon walked towards the office, holding up his glasses.

There was a hint of resentment in Bekogin's eyes.

Walking into the office, Canon saw a woman sitting in his chair.

The woman had her hands tied behind her back and her eyes covered with a black veil, but she exuded an indescribable temptation.

"Honey, I heard your footsteps. It's you, isn't it?"

The voice of temptation sounded, Canon smiled and closed the door, then took off his gold-rimmed glasses and pulled out his tie.

"You know what? Alyosha, it's because of you that the vicious dog has a grudge against me."

Canon came up and reached down.

"Holding a grudge? Only incompetent people hold a grudge."

"Really? What about your former master? I heard..."

Canon whispered in Alyosha's ear, "He's coming back!"

I thought Alyosha would react, but he didn't seem to hear anything. Instead, he laughed at me, "Don't you know? He can no longer fulfill his man's instincts."

"is it?"

"Yes, woooo~~"

france.

"I said, we have to consider the fact that in the East, without the participation of China, nothing big can be accomplished!"

"Now, we need to have in-depth cooperation with Huaxia, not just the kind of romantic medicinal wine, but also deep-level cooperation."

The middle-aged man wearing a hat had sharp eyes. A country that could surpass them and be the first to produce a hydrogen bomb already had the strength to have an equal dialogue with them.

"Sir, I think your decision is correct. We are both powerful land nations and we will have more common topics to talk about."

The female official in front of him said affirmatively.

"Then, Ms. Linda, please contact them as soon as possible to express our goodwill."

The lady-in-waiting nodded, then asked, "Sir, I want to set the tone first."

The old man in the hat narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, "As for the tone, let's base it on friendly trade exchanges."

"By the way, you can send two Mirage IIIs as gifts."

"That's great!"

Edo.

Bang-Hi

Bang-Hi

Bang-Hi

The unique sound rang out in "The East is Red", which seemed very charming.

After a long time, the sound finally stopped.

"I want to know, when can our Osumi be launched?"

An old voice sounded, and among the people kneeling opposite, a middle-aged man hurriedly stood up, took two steps forward, and then sat down again.

"Sir, we have just started the research. It will take at least two years to launch it."

"Baka, two years? That's rubbish."

"Hi!"

The middle-aged man lowered his head.

"Sir, we have brought out the best technology in the country and summoned all the talents in the country."

"But, the last plague that swept across the country drained a lot of our energy, and many of the country's outstanding scientists did not survive."

"Besides, research requires a lot of financial resources, and we..."

"We've done our best."

Snapped

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the old man slapped him in the face.

Hi!
The middle-aged man endured the pain and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

"No matter what method I use, I must accomplish it within this year. Otherwise, all of you will commit seppuku to apologize."

"Hi!"

Everyone bowed their heads.

"Also, the weight of this artificial satellite must not be less than 200 kilograms."

"Only in this way can we show the excellence of our great river nation."

The middle-aged man looked bitter when he heard this.

Their original design was for a satellite weighing less than 20 kilograms, so with their rocket technology and the support of the United States, it should not be a problem to send the satellite up.

But now, it has expanded tenfold, and the difficulty is more than ten times.

"What, is there a problem?"

The old man's cold voice came, and the middle-aged man hurriedly bowed his head, "No problem, absolutely no problem."

"Go down."

"Hi."

Everyone quickly stood up, then walked backwards out the door, closing it behind them.

At this moment, the old man collapsed on the ground, rubbing his aching palms, muttering, "How is it possible? How can they be so fast?"