Chapter 119 Contest in Secret (2 in 1)

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In the Pentagon, the wooden door of the satellite control room was violently opened!

The staff who were processing the data subconsciously looked out the door.

And the person in charge who just wanted to take a sip of coffee and take a break almost cursed! Because that cup of scalding coffee almost spilled on him!

Would he have been frightened if the door had not been opened violently? Would his hands shake if he wasn't frightened? If it's not trembling

Relying on the good qualities cultivated over the years, the person in charge took a few deep breaths on the seat, wanting to wipe his body with a tissue.

Then he'll let the damn guy know what the hell this is! Can you knock on the door at will? Why don't you go wild across the White House? !

"Jones!"

The voice is hoarse but not old-fashioned, but the words are full of anger, and the short surname makes the eyelids of the person in charge twitch!

The voice of Jones is really clear to him, but it is the voice of his immediate superior, Secretary of Defense Mattis!

Jones could swear that if this surname was used as his wake-up bell, he would never be late for work again!

The tissue was only pulled halfway, and Jones only had time to dab it on his body. Fortunately, the suit is dark in color, and the lighting in the central control room is dim. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the stains of coffee flowing on it.

Jones stood up quickly, and the chair slid back and hit the corner of the other table. Trotted over and saw Matisse, whose hair was slightly white but still strong, he couldn't help swallowing.

"Minister, what do you want from me?"

Stuttering a bit, Jones was so nervous that he seemed to be back in elementary school, trembling under the scolding of his parents and teachers!

It's not his fault! Matisse's gaze is really terrifying! Those eyes that seem to be eating people will make anyone tremble when they see it!

When Mathis saw the young person in charge in front of him, he sneered, holding a stack of documents in his hand, and shook the other person's chest vigorously!

"Do you know what this is?"

Jones didn't dare to speak, and just looked down at the ground, not having the courage to look at Matisse.

"This is the 'report letter' submitted to me by the army!"

"Yes! Don't look at me with that kind of eyes, you may not believe it, because these things are used to report you!"

"Report me?" Jones was stunned and swallowed, feeling unbelievable.

Looking at the thick stack of "report letters," Jones' eyelids couldn't help twitching, and he said bravely, "Minister, I haven't been in office for a long time, so there must be a mistake in so many report letters?"

Minister Mattis nodded, and Jones just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief when he was hit in the chest by an A4 paper!

"Your! Your! Yours!"

Mattis opened the "report letters" one by one, and even though some documents did not clearly point to Jones, he secretly revealed that all of this was a problem in the satellite control room.

Jones frantically sorted out the documents Mattis threw to him, flipping through the top one at random.

Say hello to Secretary Mattis first, no problem.

Then explain the general incident, nothing wrong.

Then point all the blame at the person in charge of the satellite central control room? !

Jones' face trembled up and down, and he glanced at the date, and it was indeed after he took office. Explain that this document is indeed "report him!"

He hurriedly flipped through some other papers, most of the contents were similar, and almost all of them were aimed at him.

Jones felt a faint chill behind his back, and his mind quickly recalled which big boss he had offended recently.

Sweat broke out on the forehead, and even the tip of the nose had water seeping from the pores.

With the wind blowing by his side, Jones looked up and found that the Minister walked past him and walked towards the seat.

Jones lowered his head and followed Mattis obediently.

Although the people in the satellite control room were curious, few of them looked this way. If the boss kept it in mind,

If he had the impression that he was not doing his job properly, his future would almost come to an end.

No one came to clean up the coffee on the floor, Matisse frowned, pulled the chair over casually, and sat down.

The pair of eyes surrounded by wrinkles did not have the aging look of the elderly at all, and the flashes of light that flashed from them from time to time proved that the Minister of Defense was thoughtful enough.

The upper body did not lean back, but sat upright! But it's not deliberate, everything is so natural.

"Do you know what's going on?"

Jones nodded. After reading a few documents, he almost knew the general situation.

It is nothing more than that the military base under General Brown of the military suffered an unknown attack, but their satellite control room did not give an early warning.

Although it sounds nonsense, it really needs a blame man to stand up.

Admiral Brown is impossible, he won't even throw out a man from his own faction!

Jones already knew that he was the blame guy and scapegoat chosen by the big bosses.

The location is neither big nor small, and there is no pressure to handle it. The only thing worth noting is that they dealt with themselves, but they slapped Minister Mattis hard in the face!

Don't care about the sound or not, the beam is knotted. It is estimated that the "lamb" on the military side has already been selected. He should be the same as him, with a neither high nor low position. He is the easiest candidate to take the blame.

Jones couldn't help feeling a surge of sadness in his heart. He had worked so hard for so long to finally sit in this position, but he was kicked out before his butt was even warmed up.

And that stain will stay with him throughout his political career.

Seeing that Jones didn't speak, Matisse felt furious. The subordinates in the satellite control room of his last term were just suggested by the president to write novels, and within a few days of this term, he was treated as an outcast by those bullshit things!

The key is that someone really needs to take the blame for this matter. Matisse sees this very clearly. There are other candidates, but no one is as good as Jones.

Although the reason is far-fetched, it is still well-founded!

The president needs to be explained, and the Congress needs to be explained. This is not something that Mattis can reverse by himself.

"Oh!~"

Mathis sighed and rubbed his temple with the thumb of his right hand.

Even without opening his eyes, Mattis knew Jones was looking at him.

"First call out the satellite surveillance photos that day, and focus on observing the destroyed military base under Brown."

Looking up at Jones, "I heard that it has become an 'artificial lake'! And the scenery is beautiful, and there are no ruins at all."

After Jones heard it, he withdrew a smile that was uglier than crying, and sorted out a stack of "report letters" on the desktop in his hand. He used the authority himself, and the files of the satellite surveillance photos gradually appeared on the big screen that day.

Matisse's head was slightly tilted up, and the blue light shone on his old face. If it weren't for those bright eyes, everyone would have thought he was an old man who was easy to bully.

Arms resting on the chair, body slightly bent forward, hands crossed together.

There is no problem with satellite monitoring and taking pictures.

They didn't catch the shadow of the mysterious weapon. The military base that was fine one moment was completely destroyed the next moment!

The ground cracked, even burying all the breath of civilization.

The two photos are very blurry, and the shooting time before and after is very short, but the difference between the before and after in the same place is shocking.

Mathis secretly calculated in his heart, the power of that mysterious weapon even reminded him of a small-yield nuclear bomb!

However, a small-yield nuclear bomb can't blow up such a deep giant crater, and it doesn't cause any pollution to the surrounding area.

"Jones, pull out those two pictures separately. Yes, that's it, zoom in, zoom in, okay."

The intertwined fingers loosened, then clamped tightly again.

The picture is more blurred after zooming in, and only a general situation can be seen clearly.

Of course, this is shooting outside the low-earth orbit of the earth. If you want to achieve the effect of a high-definition camera, it is obviously very unrealistic.

"Jones, look at the code name and model of the satellite that took the photo."

Jones, who was operating the computer, was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what the minister meant. But he still obeyed the order and dug out the satellite code name from the computer file.

A 3D simulated satellite appeared on the big screen. Although there was a marked name below it, Jones subconsciously read it out.

"Code name: Yueyan Kai; model: yui—"

"Stop, stop! What's the name of the shooting satellite?"

Jones stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, "Minister, it's Yueyan Kai."

"Moon Eye Change?" Matisse frowned, he always felt that the name was very familiar.

"Snapped!"

Matisse clapped his hands, with inexplicable excitement on his face, "Jones, I'm looking to see if its predecessor is called 'Moon Eye'."

Jones felt baffled, since they were all called 'Yueyan·Gai', the predecessor must have been called 'Yueyan'.

Doesn't this 'moon eye' have other functions?

Jones couldn't figure it out, so he had to follow Mattis's order to collect materials.

He licked his dry lips, "Minister, its predecessor was indeed called 'Moon Eye'."

Mattis had such an expression on his face, and then asked: "Is the launch date just around the corner?"

Jones subconsciously looked at the date, "Yes, Minister, this satellite has not been in space for more than a month."

Turning to look at the minister sitting on the chair, Jones couldn't help jumping in his heart, and asked tentatively: "You mean, there is a problem with this satellite?"

Matisse narrowed his eyes slightly, like a poisonous snake entangled in his body, waiting for the best opportunity to attack.

"I've never said that. But the satellite was modified directly through the Eye itself."

"Reuse of old satellites?" Jones asked.

"Isn't that enough?" Mattis looked away from the big screen, "Do you know why the previous person in charge of the satellite control room resigned?"

"Something messed up?"

Matisse chuckled, "A large part of the reason lies in this 'moon eye'!"

Jones twitched his eyes and looked at the 3D simulated satellite on the big screen. It looked like he saw a scourge!

"If there is a problem, how scarce is the military expenditure to put it on it?!"

Mattis agrees with the complaints, who knows why the annual military expenditure is so huge, but it is not known how many of them are used wisely.

"Are you sure this satellite is monitoring the military base?"

"Quite sure, Minister!"

"There are no other satellites around, are there?"

"Uh, judging from the situation at the time, there were satellites from other countries around the periphery."

Mattis waved his hand, signaling Jones not to care, "As long as it's not from our United States."

Jones didn't answer, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the minister's gourd. After going on for a long time, could it be that he wanted to take this matter as a blame for him?

Frowning, Jones knew very well that if he insisted on doing this, he would still be dismissed. At best, his face would look better, and the stains would be kept as small as possible. If he had the opportunity in the future, he would still be able to continue his political career.

Thinking of this way, Jones was relieved, as long as he was not in the worst situation, he was a little too greedy now.

Matisse suddenly turned his head to look at Jones, who was still thinking about something, "Pick up those materials and follow me to the office."

After speaking, Matisse stood up and walked out the door.

Jones hurriedly turned off the information materials, picked up the stack of "report letters", and trotted after Mattis.

His heart was beating violently, and his palms were even trembling slightly.

Jones stands at Mattis's desk, trying to be natural.

Mattis took the stack of documents and threw them aside with a smile, "Listen, Jones. The person in charge of the central control room of my previous satellite was tricked by unknown hackers, and he resigned for no apparent reason. Of course, his superb novel skills have been recognized by the President, and maybe he will make a living writing novels in the future. Do you want to know what he wrote?"

"What did you write?"

Jones subconsciously asked.

Mattis put his hands on the table, crossed them habitually, and there was a smile on his lips, "It's nothing more than the report to the president is too outrageous, but the president also praised him as the seedling of the master of science fiction in the new century."

Jones realized that the report written by the previous person in charge was not as good as he imagined.

"The president admired that the report he wrote is comparable to "Harry Potter", and it is the pinnacle of science fiction!"

"Then what, minister, Harry Potter is a fantasy novel."

Matisse raised his eyebrows, "Yes, that's what I said to the president at the time. I even suspect that the president has never read "Harry Potter" at all."

Jones just smiled dryly. In his position, he would not tease the president casually.

"Okay." Mattis seemed to be in a good mood, "I have said so much, just to tell you that the report cannot be written is too outrageous. The subordinates were transferred one by one. To be honest, I thought I was being transferred by someone else. Stupid target!"

"When you're writing the report, you'll pour dirty water on Brown, and I'll do the rest."

Jones was sweating. He would not have the courage to throw dirty water on Admiral Brown if he was usually asked to do so. Although there is a big boss behind him now, he is still under a lot of psychological pressure.

"By the way, let me tell you one thing, that 'Moon Eye Kai' is what Brown insisted on launching." Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.