Rebirth 2010: I taught Mr. Lei how to make a mobile phone

Chapter 854 In times of peace, protecting our homeland

"Uh, this is Liu Qing from our company. Ms. Liu would like to say a few words to you." After giving this explanation, Zhang Bo handed over the phone.

Taking the phone, Liu Qing asked affectionately, "Hello, sister-in-law? What did you do in Singapore...?"

Oh, don't mention it, it's just what the company should do.

I, as her older sister, have seen how much Zhang Bo has sacrificed for the company...

"Okay, sure. When you get back, I'll personally host a welcome-back dinner for you and your niece."

After hanging up the phone and handing it back, Liu Qing unconsciously rubbed the edge of the phone with her fingertips.

Based on what I just heard, there didn't seem to be any flaws... Could it be that I was just being paranoid?

In Singapore, the heatwave and humid air from the tourist attractions hit you like a blast.

The woman put down the phone, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and a few minutes later quickly walked into the restroom.

On the night before my departure, my husband's serious instructions echoed in my ears again: "Remember! First, don't come back unless I tell you to; second, when you receive my call, say 'sunscreen' to represent Hongqiao Airport, and say 'medicated oil' to represent Pudong Airport."

Send this message to this number XXXXX. Memorize it. This is a new SIM card. Throw it away after sending it.

With trembling hands, she pulled another phone from her bag and sent a message using the unfamiliar SIM card: "Hongqiao".

The next second, the SIM card was thrown into the toilet.

The rushing water seemed to have never existed.

Inside a factory in Sanlin Town, Shanghai.

At one point, the captain's and Xu Chaojun's phones vibrated almost simultaneously.

"They've set off," the two said in unison, exchanging a glance.

Xu Chaojun was not surprised by the information channels of the regular army, but the captain was impressed by the efficiency of the people from the other side.

However, the next second, the phone call he received made his expression change drastically: "What do you mean you can't lock onto the target? Follow behind and wait for further instructions!"

The team leader frowned as he hung up the phone, having shared this crucial information.

They only had one vehicle, while the enemy had split into two groups, clearly one of which was a decoy.

Hongqiao or Pudong?

This is a problem.

Everyone understands the seriousness of this matter, but they cannot gamble, nor can they afford to gamble!
The atmosphere at the scene was oppressive.

Time slipped away with the ticking of a clock.

The captain looked grave. Once the cargo was loaded onto the plane and taken off, the difficulty and impact of interception would increase exponentially, and he simply couldn't bear that responsibility.

Waiting any longer might cause us to miss our chance.

"Mr. Xu, if all else fails, we'll have to alert them. I plan to intercept one of the vehicles unexpectedly," the captain said, looking at Xu Chaojun and proposing a temporary solution.

How do we determine which one is the real one?

"We will send people to observe whether the truck's wheels were airborne at the moment of impact. If so, they were an empty truck!"

"What if the other party has loaded goods of equal weight?"

The captain narrowed his eyes slightly. "Then detain the person and open the box to inspect the goods!"

"No way!" Xu Chaojun refused decisively. "My mission is to successfully deliver this batch of goods; only then can we maximize our profits!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xu, my orders are to prevent the data from leaking out. Cooperating with you is only a secondary task." The captain stood firm.

"You," Xu Chaojun pointed at the other party, his face full of helplessness. He knew that these guys were ruthless and heartless, only interested in giving orders.

Just as he was thinking about whether to ask his boss, speak of the devil and he appears.

A message popped up on my phone: "Hongqiao, go there immediately!"

He looked up and said in a deep voice, "I've received information that the target is heading to Hongqiao International Airport! Let's go!"

"you sure?"

"Didn't I already tell you the answer?"

"Do you know how serious the consequences would be if we made a mistake? Where did you get this information?" Although he knew this was breaking the rules, the captain still wanted to confirm it again.

The captain stared at his phone, lost in self-doubt.

Why are they so certain? Why are they better informed than we are?
This unscientific!

"No comment. Just tell me if you're leaving or not!" Xu Chaojun stared at his watch; time was of the essence. He paced back and forth.
"If you don't leave now, the cooked duck will fly away. Can you take responsibility? You don't want to work with you guys, you're too inefficient. Fine, fine, my seventh great-uncle just told me this in a dream, okay?"

Seeing that the other party was still hesitant, Xu Chaojun unusually swore.
"Fuck you, let's go! You guys just wait here for your instructions!"

Seeing Xu Chaojun waving to gather his men to board the vehicle, the captain hurriedly shouted, "Stop them!"

"Stop them!"

Cooperation instantly turned into confrontation, and the air seemed to freeze.

The two sides are at war with each other!

Just as tensions were about to rise, the captain's phone rang again.

After hearing the instructions, he stood at attention and saluted: "Yes, sir! Mission accomplished!"

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at Xu Chaojun, his lips moved but he didn't say anything, he just waved his hand: "Let them go, set off!"

Then the ground began to tremble, and the dark green heavy truck engine roared, crushing the water on the road.

On the way, Xu Chaojun received a call from an unknown number. It was the captain's voice: "The road to Hongqiao has been temporarily controlled. We can make up for the lost time."

Additionally, a flight departing from Hongqiao to Seoul at 9:14 PM tonight will transit through Seoul to New York, making it the most suspicious!

"Okay, got it."

An hour later, in the parking lot outside the dedicated cargo center of Hongqiao International Airport.

Watching Xu Chaojun distribute deliveryman uniforms to everyone, the team leader frowned: "What's this for?"

"How can we get in and exchange goods without disguising ourselves?"

"Follow me!" The captain gestured, and the team members picked up their equipment and followed.

Seeing this, Xu Chaojun didn't even bother to change his clothes and followed immediately.

"What do you do?"

Inside the cargo center, several terminal staff members saw the intruder and shouted at him sternly, "Didn't you see the warning? This is a restricted cargo area!"

The moment the team leader showed his badge, the staff, who had been as fierce as tigers just moments before, fell silent and became like mascots.

"Are all the goods here?"

"They're all here!"

"Where is the cargo that will arrive within half an hour located?"

The staff member pointed in a direction.

The captain ordered, "1024, 5090, you two stay here and hold the line, we're going over there!"

The two people whose names were called immediately stood at attention. "Yes, sir!"

On the other side, the group quickly located the target cargo.

"Open the boxes and inspect the goods!" With the command, the boxes were opened one by one, revealing the well-packaged hard drives.

Technical experts from both sides conducted random checks, and a few minutes later, they both nodded in agreement: "No problem."

"Exchange it, and be quick!"

Meanwhile, in the VIP lounge of the departure hall.

Although the customs clearance process was completed and the goods had begun to be transferred, Liu Qing looked out the window at the gloomy rain, and her unease grew stronger.

She always trusted her intuition: "Zhang Bo, go check the goods."

"Now? There's still an hour until takeoff. We can check it after it's transported to the cargo plane..."

Liu Qing just stared at Zhang Bo without saying a word.
"Okay, Sister Qing!" Zhang Bo raised his hands in surrender.
Liu Qing named a trusted confidant, "You, take a few men and go down with General Manager Zhang to take a look!"

"Hey! What do you do?"

"Didn't you see the warning outside? This is a restricted cargo transportation area; unauthorized personnel are prohibited from entering!"

Several airport staff members who were moving cargo noticed more than ten unfamiliar visitors barging in at the entrance and, mimicking their behavior, shouted at them.

"Our goods, number XXXXX, your supervisor should have already informed us."

"Oh, it's over there, please go ahead." The masked staff member pointed in the direction.

The group walked to the designated area, opened the box, and inspected the hard drive.

Zhang Bo's gaze swept over the neatly arranged equipment, and suddenly paused slightly on one of them.

Before assembling the computer, he deliberately put the label on the hard drive upside down, but now the label is on the right side.

This batch of goods has been switched!

After checking all the boxes, he casually arranged the slightly messy hard drives in the last box.

I can't help but feel a little resentful. He's certainly incredibly capable, but his work is a bit sloppy.
Finally, Zhang Bo said in a deep voice, "No problem, seal them all up."

They then left.

In the opposite area, Xu Chaojun was about to speak when the captain covered his mouth.

The door opened again, and someone returned.

Although the staff member was wearing a mask, their tone was clearly impatient: "What is it now?"

"I left something behind." The man waved his phone.
As they left, they looked around nervously.

Five minutes later, two garbage trucks were pushed out of the freight center.
upstairs,

"Sister Qing, everything has been checked, and there's nothing wrong!"

Liu Qing, who was resting with her eyes closed, nodded without saying a word.

A few hundred meters away from Hongqiao International Airport, a damp night wind swept across the top of a truck, carrying a drizzle.

Chen Mo looked at the neatly stacked boxes in the carriage and gently tapped his fingertips twice on the cold metal box wall.

Hundreds of millions of user information records and nationwide geographic data are hidden inside—these travel records marked with latitude and longitude and bearing the imprint of life have long exceeded the scope that money can measure.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he murmured, "Some people are truly audacious."

Coming to his senses, he turned to the captain beside him and said, "We'll hand these things over to the country."

Looking at the man before him, whose identity and experiences were truly legendary, the captain extended a hand, saying, "The country won't."

"No, you can't represent the country." Chen Mo interrupted him, then gestured with his chin to Xu Chaojun. "Chaojun, let's go."

After saying that, he put his hands in his pockets, turned around and left, his steps unhurried, splashing up tiny droplets of water, without the slightest hint of triumphant arrogance.

Watching the group's figures disappear into the night, the captain suddenly clenched his fist.

This mission, though fought without gunfire, concerns the information security of hundreds of millions of people and the data defense line of the nation's territory.

He suddenly raised his head and let out a low shout: "Attention, all—salute!"

"Snap!" The special operations team members in plainclothes put their heels together, raised their hands in salute, and their movements were perfectly synchronized.

Chen Mo stopped, a glint of light flashing in his eyes as he turned back, then smiled and waved.

The employees behind him, all men who had once worn military uniforms, straightened their backs and reflexively raised their right hands to their foreheads in return.

This is an instinct ingrained in their very bones.

Xu Chaojun stood in the line, feeling a fire burning in his chest.

He recalled the code people typed on their keyboards, the figures debugging data late at night, the arguments in the factory just now, and the race against time at the freight center.

None of this was recorded on camera, nor did it make headlines in newspapers; it may not leave a name in any archives.

Even countless users and netizens were unaware of what had happened.

But damn it, he just felt like all the blood in his body was burning.

He felt this was the most glorious moment of his life; this deep-rooted sense of patriotism was far beyond what money and fame could buy.

Who says there is no war in times of peace?

"North Korean army?"

Hearing the call from ahead, Xu Chaojun quickly followed the figure that he could follow for a lifetime.

No one spoke at that moment, but everyone's steps were more resounding than ever before.

(End of this chapter)