naaapseattle #887 - The news is authentic! (First update!)
#887 - The news is authentic! (First update!)
"What the hell?" Bass cursed without hesitation.
He didn't quite understand what it meant that Hanks and his people didn't show up.
The panting subordinate stood up straight and gestured:
"According to our people guarding outside Hanks' villa, the guy got into a car accident right after leaving the house and was taken away by the emergency services. But when our people caught up with the emergency services' car, they discovered that the guy was not in the car."
"Then there was the news reported by the people planted in the president's travel team."
"Most of them have already left the White House, and senior officials from the Department of Defense have also joined them, but none of the people who were close to Hanks showed up."
A few words from his subordinates completely confused Bass.
The plan was developed by the President's Office of Staff and was also reviewed by Congress and the Department of Defense.
Led by the President, and with the help of various senior military officials from the Ministry of Defense, they visited the veterans and expressed their condolences to the veterans. This is a great thing that benefits both the country and the people.
It’s also a good time to build connections.
This guy Hanks suddenly disappeared. Does it mean that he doesn't need any connections?
No, no!
Something is not right!
Something is not right!
As an intelligence officer who has been in the industry for many years, Bass has been able to survive to this day by being cautious and careful.
He relies on connecting all kinds of messy information together.
His intuition told him that maybe one of their plans was exposed, so Hanks took advantage of the car accident to get away, and his friends were also trying various ways to get away.
Bass took a deep breath, slapped his forehead, turned around, and shouted to his subordinates:
"Everyone, take your equipment, remove all traces that may expose our presence, and evacuate immediately!"
On the other side, Hanks, who escaped from the car accident, also appeared near the St. Mary's Hospital after disguising himself.
After hearing those words from Lin Yu and making up his mind, he secretly deployed personnel, preparing to add fuel to the fire.
The building beneath your feet is the command center that he carefully selected.
It is an 8-story building with a wide view. You can see the entire Our Lady Mary Hospital from the roof of the 8th floor.
Although it is not very clear from a distance, he has a cheat.
A military-grade drone obtained from Rheinland International Defense.
Fast speed, long battery life, and stronger anti-interference ability.
High-definition camera, see whatever you want.
After the drone was launched, he stood next to his daughter with a telescope and looked out at the Hospital of Our Lady of the Assumption. He heard footsteps and a middle-aged man appeared beside him, also holding a telescope:
"Brother, are you really sure those Jews will kill the president today? Kill those senior officials of the Ministry of Defense?"
"Not sure!" Hanks shook his head, put down the telescope, and turned to look at the middle-aged man who appeared beside him.
George McCain.
Another prodigy of the McCain family, but he is a little young and lacks enough qualifications.
He is only in his 30s and only has the qualifications of a state or county-level legislator.
It will take some time to climb to the state level, but fortunately I can start making further plans.
Looking at his brother in front of him, Hanks raised his right index finger, put it to his lips, and whispered: "George, you need to remember one thing, that is, opportunities always come to those who are prepared."
"I don't know how the Jews would kill the president."
"Whether the president dies or not has nothing to do with me."
"I hope to kill the senior officials of the Department of Defense. If all the people on the list die and if our president cannot react, then within the next week, the Department of Defense will be leaderless."
"Then we can plan for those vacant positions."
"Brothers fight together to fight tigers, fathers and sons fight together in battle, and when the time comes, everyone makes money together, and that's the most important thing."
George didn't quite agree with Hanks' plan, but when he thought about his last name, McCain, he chose to shut up.
Compared to his brothers and elders in the family, he is now in his 30s, but he is still a child.
The adults arrange the work, and the children just need to do the work step by step without saying much.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from Hanks's headphones:
"General, the drone has detected some movement, please come and take a look."
At this moment, Hanks was ecstatic. He went downstairs in two steps and quickly entered the drone control room on the 7th floor. He saw some people on the big screen of the drone control.
And these people are none other than Bass and others.
When the drone is at high altitude, switch the lens to infrared lens.
It's very cold in Maryland in December.
Therefore, Bass and others are particularly conspicuous under the infrared camera, and even their actions of hiding weapons are very conspicuous.
Hanks waited until these people left the camera before gently waving his hand and asking someone to retrieve the weapons.
Change into FBI clothes and go get it, pretending to have accidentally searched for the equipment.
At 8 o'clock in the morning, Odebiao finally arrived at his sacred destination, the performance venue prepared by the staff office.
As soon as he walked over, those burly nurses appeared in front of Odebiao, pushing some disabled soldiers.
Without exception, these soldiers were all sitting in wheelchairs, wrapped in bandages like dumplings.
There were even a few people lying on stretchers, being pushed around by nurses.
However, when Odebiao passed by these people, even those lying on stretchers raised their plastered and bandaged hands, tilted their heads slightly, stared with their eyes, and saluted Odebiao with a noble military salute:
“Hello, Mr. President!”
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. President!"
"We'd give anything for America!"
"America is everything to us!"
"America is honored!"
"The glory and honor belong to us, to America!"
Listening to the cries of these injured "veterans", Odebiao could not help but burst into tears. He walked tremblingly to these veterans, stretched out his hands to hold them, and said in front of the camera with sobs:
"Glory belongs to you as well! You are the pride of America. You are America's past, America's present, and America's future."
"As long as you are here, America is here! Always!"
The people on both sides became more and more excited as they talked, and at the end, Odebiao simply hugged the person in the wheelchair.
Next to them is a camera carried by the propaganda department under the Presidential Office.
The photographer was very skilled. He pushed the camera with his left hand and held the camera with his right hand, taking pictures of the people hugging each other crazily.
He took, saved, urgently modified, and published one touching photo after another and one tear-jerking video after another.
Attract attention.
…………
Yanjing.
General Staff, Joint Operations Command Center.
It is 9 o'clock in the morning in Washington, America, and 10 o'clock in the evening in Yanjing.
The Joint Operations Command Center was brightly lit, and every seat was filled with people. If there were any extra people, they would just take a stool and sit nearby.
News from America was being played on the big screen in the middle of the command center.
In the news, the black president Odebiao had a smile on his face and was very enthusiastically supporting a lame soldier as he walked carefully in the hospital.
The two of them stopped from time to time and glanced at the flowers, sunshine, trees and birds around them.
This gentle scene made the group of people in the joint operations command center feel very uncomfortable.
Besides feeling annoyed, they were also shocked.
Finally, their shocked eyes all focused on the front row of the joint command center.
There, next to those big guys, sat a young officer.
It was Lin Yu.
At this moment, Lin Yu was wearing the uniform of an army officer, and the epaulettes on his shoulders had become 2.3 cents.
Lin Yu felt the gazes coming from behind him very clearly. He only felt that there were countless gazes behind him, like sharp swords, falling on his back.
I feel uncomfortable all over.
He couldn't help but twist his body in his seat due to the discomfort.
As soon as I twisted my body, I received gazes from people around me.
It was my own teacher He Qingyang.
He had a serious expression, and his calm eyes were like the snow on the mountains that never melted all year round, icy and biting.
Amid the chilling pain, there was also a hint of confusion.
There was no way. A few days ago, Lin Yu, who was supposed to be in charge of work in Jiangcheng, suddenly appeared in Yanjing.
Then he took out a piece of intelligence.
This is the schedule of American President O'DeBeau during the Christmas period. In addition to the schedule, there are also some lists.
Of course, just an itinerary doesn't mean anything. Although it is very confidential, it can be obtained if you are willing to pay the price.
It’s just that China doesn’t have the habit of playing dirty tricks, so it’s useless to get this thing.
Of course, there is no need to do it at any cost.
Then Lin Yu slapped the documents aside and told another piece of news.
The Jews might want to kill Odebiao and the people who were traveling with him.
This news was outrageous, so outrageous that it was like a bolt from the blue, striking everyone who heard it as if they were burnt from the inside out.
However, thinking that the Trinity test was about to begin, He Qingyang did not send Lin Yu back to Jiangcheng, but asked him to stay and prepare to take part in the Trinity test.
Today is December 23rd, and it is also December 23rd in Washington, America.
It's just that one is in the morning and the other is in the evening.
After a group of people finished their preparations, they simply waited in the joint command center to watch the news.
When I saw this news...
It is exactly the same as what is written on the tnd itinerary, not a single bit different.
If He Qingyang didn't know that Lin Yu had been busy working in Jiangcheng, he would have even doubted that this so-called itinerary was actually made by Lin Yu.
Because the things written on the itinerary really sound like something Lin Yu would do.
In addition to being surprised, the group of people remembered another piece of news brought by Lin Yu - the Jews were preparing to kill Odebiao and other senior officials following Odebiao.
If this news is confirmed, it will be fun.
Feeling the shocked gazes of the crowd, Lin Yu remained calm, raised his hands, and lightly pressed down:
"Calm down! Calm down!"
Opposite him, He Qingyang raised his left hand and gave a thumbs up:
“You’re awesome!”
"You are really amazing to be able to get hold of such a top-secret situation."
After praising his student, the faint smile on He Qingyang's face instantly disappeared, and he turned around and began to give orders:
"Communications team, contact the military trains participating in the exercise, get out of hiding, and begin maneuvering."
"Contact the 1st Missile Battalion and have them prepare for maneuver."
"Contact the Second Missile Battalion and have them start filming the loading of containerized missiles according to the predetermined plan. Put up all the banners to make the scene more lively. Once the video is filmed, send it out using the official video account."
"After sending it, we will start maneuvering."
"Have Gaocheng prepared. After midnight, start preparing for the maneuver. Also, take a video and send it out."
"After sending, close the communication and act according to the plan."
"Finally, the Navy shut down the signal channel on Ship 101 and only received signals, not sending any signals out."
"Ship 102 is out of the Miyako Strait and is stuck between Guam, the Miyako Strait, the Philippines, and Japan. Maintain signal contact."
"Ship 103 is heading east to the strait between South Korea and Japan, and is maintaining signal contact."
Ship 101 is the hull number of Guangdong Province.
Ship 102 was named Lu Province after Shandong Province insisted on its rights. Ship 103 was originally intended for Jiangsu Province, but these people were ungrateful and insisted that every city must have one ship, otherwise it would not work.
Therefore, 103 was taken away by Fujian Province, which argued for its rights.
Lin Yu didn't say anything about this arrangement.
He just waited tightly, waiting for the bullets fired by people from these two provinces to hit him hard on the head after a long time.
When it came to 101, the 15,000-ton missile destroyer was Xiao Tiantian, and when it came to 102 and 103, the 15,000-ton missile destroyer became Mrs. Niu.
Almost no one pays attention to the related news except those who pay attention to it.
After a series of instructions, He Qingyang retracted his gaze and set his eyes on Lin Yu.
The itinerary was real, and now he needed Lin Yu to confirm one thing.
That is the Jews, whether they appear or not, whether they step onto the stage or not.
He tilted his head, and Lin Yu beside him naturally understood. He stood up, followed He Qingyang out of the command center and into a small room next door.
He took out his special cell phone for communication, found Hanks' number, and dialed it.
As he dialed the number, He Qingyang held his breath and stared at the ringing phone without blinking.
If the message is confirmed to be true.
That's the real fun.
The dialing sound continued, beeping, beeping, and people felt upset and very annoyed.
Listening to that sound, He Qingyang felt that time was going very slowly, very slowly, as if a century had passed.
Finally, the call was answered, and a curse came out:
"Mr. Lin, you beast, you have nothing to do after eating, right?"
"Haven't you ever learned not to talk on the phone while others are working?"
"Do you know that it's scary when the phone rings when others are concentrating?"
After hearing these words, Lin Yu couldn't help but look up at He Qingyang. He found that his teacher looked normal. He quickly asked into the microphone:
"I need to confirm one thing now. Are there any Jews on the scene?"