A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

"What the hell?! Are those people out of their minds?! How could they test-fire this stuff around Beijing?!"

In the darkroom of the underground command post, Uncle Jin held the freshly developed film, his face filled with anger.

"Supervisor, what's wrong?"

"What else could it be! Look at this mark, isn't it obvious..." Uncle Jin shouted angrily, but immediately lowered his voice.

"Isn't this just like the scene of the bombing over there in Japan?!"

"Oh!" The young Johnson & Johnson man wiped the developing solution off his hands and shakily took the photograph.

By the dim red light of the dark room, they carefully examined it.

Just looking at it brings tears to my eyes, doesn't it?

Hmm, this batch of medicine is really too glaring...

"Hey, why are you crying? There's no time to hold your pee! We need to figure out a way to cover this up! The bald eagles have been looking for trouble for a long time, and now that they have this kind of evidence, they'll probably take even tougher measures!"

Uncle Jin paced anxiously in the darkroom.

This was the first time the young Johnson had seen Uncle Kim so anxious. He had always been calm and collected on this "farm," but it seemed he was really worried!

"Damn it! What kind of idiot would think of detonating something like this in the capital? Even if he didn't know there are eyes in the sky, he shouldn't have thrown something like this around the city!"

Uncle Jin expressed his dissatisfaction in his local dialect while racking his brains.

what to do? what to do!

This could very well be the biggest crisis ever!

Just as Uncle Jin was circling around, the young Johnson guy with gold beans hanging from his arm let out a low laugh.

"You idiot, what are you laughing at!"

"Uncle, we should be laughing..."

"Uh?"

"Our..." The young man from Johnson swallowed the words that were already on his lips, and after a long pause, he spoke again.

“Our mother’s daughter has grown up and is ready to get married… Shouldn’t we, as her older brothers, be happy about this!”

"We...we have so many brothers, many of us have died trying to raise this sister..."

"We should be happy..."

"We, we...we really kept our promise to the students we helped. So, those brothers who died from exhaustion didn't leave empty-handed..."

At this point, the young man from Johnson & Johnson was speechless. He could only bite his lip tightly, bringing the distinctive photo close to his eyes and looking at it over and over again…

"That's true, but the target is still too big..."

Johnson's young man was stunned for a moment. Yes, he was only thinking about raising the young lady, but it still takes time!

The bridal sedan chair and the dowry are both essential; otherwise, one cannot be worthy of the title of "young lady."

Wipe away your tears and look at the negatives soaking in the medicine.

"Manager, is the film... ruined?"

"It's so obvious!"

"It doesn't have to be obvious!"

The young Johnson man stared blankly at the pile of negatives, then repeated himself:

"It doesn't have to be obvious! I'm ready!"

"inappropriate……"

"It's perfectly acceptable. Twisting minds and such—aren't all the people on the Bald Eagle's side like that?"

Johnson's young man muttered to himself, touched a small white bottle in his pocket, and swung his hand in a chop towards Uncle Jin's neck...

…………

It's already dawn here in Bald Eagle, but it's just getting dark here.

At night, the entire explosion site was illuminated as if it were daytime.

Don't get me wrong, there were no high-powered searchlights, nor any emergency diesel generators. What we had were people everywhere...

Everyone held a flashlight in their hand, and the scattered lights gathered together, illuminating the explosion site in perfect detail.

The light sounds of several "Flying Cat Cars" echoed through the valley, and every now and then, a few flashes of light would burst from the Flying Cat Cars.

"Report! The comrade in the cat car reports that the overhead photos have been taken!"

"Oh? You're done taking pictures? Shouldn't we start moving them now?"

"Yes! According to the latest instructions, we will move the items here, and then, based on the footage, recreate the scene here in a certain location..."

Because the amount of data is so large, even an inconspicuous small rock at the explosion point may contain a rare superposition phenomenon of overpressure shock waves.

This is absolutely firsthand information, and compared to that interference experiment that Xiao Daimao did a while ago, it has attracted more attention from higher-ups.

In particular, the advent of modems ensured that all the bigwigs scattered across the country received this message.

Although it was only a text version, some key data still touched a nerve with them.

"A complete record! It would be best if we could verify it in person, but unfortunately we're all too far apart..."

"Hey, this description makes me think there's some hidden Second Ministry of Machine Building that got the young lady married off before us!"

"So, it was caused by the explosion of our rocket fuel?"

Thanks to the advice of these bigwigs, the top leader of the Second Ministry of Machine Building, far away in Tianshan, directly sought help from headquarters.

So, a team that was preparing to rotate its defense received this strange "relocation order".

"Alright, now that the photos are taken, follow my instructions! Reporter, take notes!"

"Order: First Battalion, enter in batches from the east; Second Battalion, enter from the east; Third and Fourth Battalions, as assault teams, search down the hills from the north and south, using the ridge as the dividing line. Each person should carry two stones. At the same time, number the roster, and each squad leader is responsible for ensuring the absolute accuracy of the location!"

"Yes!"

The messenger turned and prepared to run...

But looking at the puddle right in the middle of the blast site, even the usually quick-witted man hesitated for a moment: "Commander, should we move that big puddle in the middle or not..."

"Hey, you son of a bitch, didn't you read the order? It says one-to-one replica! Move it for me!"

"We don't have that many buckets..."

"Don't you have a mouth? Go fill your mouth up! It'll make you look better..."

The battalion commander waved his hand angrily, "You idiots, just dig a big hole in the middle and fill it with water!"

"No... Commander, I'm asking you, should we move the people inside the pond?"

"Hiss..." The commander looked at the ahoge (cowlick) swaying in the mist: "Hey, this is a good idea! The orders are replicated one-to-one!"

"When we arrived, this silly kid was already inside, right? He really should be moved!"

"Yes, Commander! Mission accomplished!"

The correspondent looked at the chubby kid with excitement.

The big yellow clones are so fragrant and delicious, it's just that Hong the big guy in the logistics department is a bit stingy. But now we have a trump card in our hands!

"Hey, a few of you, let's go get that crucial reference object that's a perfect replica of the ahoge (cowlick)!"