In the quiet room, a unique melody was playing.

Snap!

Just when the room was as cold as a cellar, a slap suddenly sounded, just like the accompaniment, abrupt and harsh.

Everyone looked and saw Howard's face becoming red and swollen.

"Get out, get out of here."

Howard shouted angrily at the other people in the room, looking crazy.

Mossos frowned and didn't understand what the other party was going to do, but when he saw Howard's ferocious look, he still asked the adjutant to go out and closed the door.

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

Howard burst into laughter.

Mossos and Mele looked at Howard as if they were a little nervous.

bang bang bang

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

Just when the two of them were impatient, Howard finally spoke, and then said calmly, "Not only will nothing happen to us, but we have also made a meritorious service."

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

These sudden words left the two of them confused.

Howard walked aside, found 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.

After Howard finished the drink in the cup, he looked at Mossos and said, "As long as you do as I say, not only will nothing happen, but you will gain merit."

"Say, don't show off."

Howard smiled and nodded, and then spoke.

"The thing is very simple. We learned that the other party is going to conduct artificial satellite experiments. These materials are all ready-made and you don't need to sort them out."

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

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

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

"For such an important matter, the other party is heavily guarded."

"After the plane entered, it was surrounded by the enemy. The enemy used new missiles to destroy the plane."

"Is it reasonable?"

Mossos stood up from his seat, looking cheerful.

Previously, due to the failure of the plane and the malfeasance on my part, I panicked. After Howard's explanation, I immediately figured it out.

"That makes sense, sir. Please go on."

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

"As for the problems that have arisen, 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 the impact caused by the lack of information due to the negligence of some people in this process and provide justice..."

At this moment, Howard brought everything to the surface and made everything clear.

Mele opened his mouth, never expecting that his eldest son actually had such a 'smart' side.

Mossos put on a smile, because he discovered that in this matter, or in this crisis, not only was he not at fault, but he also had credit.

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

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

Yes, that's definitely the case.

And the meaning expressed in the communication is the same.

After thinking about this, Mossos immediately walked out quickly, "For such a major event, I must report it to Washington in person."

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

With that said, he opened the door and prepared to go out, the kind that couldn't wait.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

Mossos turned around immediately when he heard Howard's voice, thinking he had something to say.

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

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

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

...

Washington, early morning.

The moment Dongfang Hong's voice sounded in the white palace, all the busy pedestrians in the building stopped, their voices stopped suddenly, and the documents in their hands were scattered on the floor.

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

snap

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

Under his aquiline nose, his lips moved, wanting to say something, but not knowing where to start.

In front of him, the Mediterranean Sea above 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 Dongfang Hong's voice could be heard in the corridor before he finished speaking.

"Director, we have mentioned this before, and there must be records on this matter."

"Howard, do you remember that the last time we sent someone to investigate the aircraft, there was information about this at that time."

"You handed it in, right?"

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

Hearing this, Smith breathed a sigh of relief.

Just seeing the look on his immediate boss's face, he knew something was wrong. Fortunately, they had filed a record of this matter before, and now it can be regarded as an excuse.

However, who would have thought that China would quietly drop a big bomb.

Not only did he fly up, he also succeeded.

And this time it was 173 kilograms, which was much larger than what they sent up 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 opponent's missile has a long enough range, it can carry weapons of sufficient weight.

And who dares to say that this is the entire strength of the other party?

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

After a moment of silence, the director immediately roared angrily.

Smith got up immediately and ran outside.

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

"Sir, this is Lawrence. I know. I have launched an investigation."

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"No, no, no, I didn't mean that. Yes, I understand. I will launch an investigation immediately..."

After hanging up the phone, Director Lawrence was sweating profusely. Fortunately, he had been prepared beforehand, otherwise, he would be the one taking the blame.

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

He already knew this book by heart, but he could only memorize 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 looked livid.

Beside him, Beketing opened his mouth wide in surprise, revealing his big yellow teeth.

"Everyone come in."

After a long time, the old man's voice came from inside, and the two of them walked in quickly.
To be continued...