the next day.

Shengjing, Peng General Office.

In the early morning, Mr. Peng was woken up by the staff officer on duty and said there was news of 701, so he didn't have to think too much and hurried to the office.

At this moment, Director Zheng's voice seemed very anxious on the phone.

Because that familiar message appeared again.

"Mr. Peng, this message is more complicated than last time. We are sure that the other party will definitely take action today."

"How long does it take for you to decrypt it?"

"Five hours, at least five hours."

Director Zheng spoke, and Mr. Peng remained silent.

Originally, it was said that I could fight for three hours, but now it seems that the other party is also making continuous progress.

"Okay, five hours later, I need their flight route, time, purpose."

"Anyway, I have to know what's in the information."

"clear."

When the phone hung up, Mr. Peng sat on the chair, his face was as deep as water.

On the side, Mr. Zhang, who came by at some point, widened his eyes and held the plan he had just sorted out in his hand, a little dull.

After a long time, I saw Mr. Peng sitting on the chair and drinking cold water, and then I realized that I quickly put the information on the table, and then picked up the thermos to add to Mr. Peng.

"Mr. Peng, do you have a task?"

"Don't worry, you can leave it to us. I will definitely complete it for you, and it will be 100% done."

Mr. Zhang said carefully, his expression still filled with excitement.

"What's the hurry?"

Mr. Peng said lightly, but his hands holding the water cup trembled slightly.

Even after experiencing the strong winds and waves, he was facing the upcoming battle at this moment and couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

The information obtained from 701 this time can be inferred that the other party's actions are likely to be today.

Mr. Zhang immediately stood up straight after hearing this, because since Mr. Peng was here, he would definitely give them the task.

"Let me see it, the delivery is tight, everyone is ready for battle."

"When the time comes, I will look for you whoever loses the link."

Mr. Zhang immediately stood up and saluted.

“Yes, guarantee the task is completed.”

Then he put down his hand, "Don't worry, if you fail to complete the task, you will also deal with me. I will roll it up and go to the northwest to farm."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

And the moment I went out, a murderous aura burst out from my whole body.

Mr. Peng felt this murderous aura, but he smiled slightly on his face. The morale of the army is available!

There was a silence in the office, and then Mr. Peng picked up the phone and called out.

After waiting for about ten seconds, the phone was connected.

Seventh Ministry of Machinery.

Mr. Wang hung up the phone, his face solemn.

Mr. Peng’s order is very simple, ensuring that each aircraft has sufficient ammunition.

This is a heavy task for their seventh Ministry of Machinery.

I met the little black bird twice before, but in order to confuse each other, they used up most of the inventory.

What kind of surface-to-air missiles and what kind of air-to-air missiles have to consume dozens of missiles almost every time they come.

Moreover, the other party came at one time, but there were six in total.

Every flight flew over the head, a burst of thunderous sparks were chasing.

But they have to do it, otherwise they don’t even have an attitude. If someone finds out, they will definitely be criticized.

In this way, how many missiles can be left in the stock?

Fortunately, this situation is coming to an end.

"It depends on this time whether it will succeed."

Mr. Wang gritted his teeth and then shouted to the secretary outside, "Come Director Yan."

After a while, Director Yan hurried over with a serious expression, "Chief, please look for me!"

"Nonsense, who else can I look for if I don't look for you?"

Upon hearing this, Director Yan rolled his eyes and knew that there was nothing good about him.

During this period, people from the Qiji Department have been avoiding this plague god.

When the Nine Machinery Department built a calculator, the old man thought that this was a matter of the Computer Research Center.

Of course, the people there are indeed people from the Computer Research Center.

But he had been lent out long ago.

Besides, the one who sent the Computer Research Center was not someone else, wasn’t he himself?

It was because I was the leader and I spread this anger on them.

well.

He is also in a miserable life, why did he meet such a master?

I dare not offend me, so I can only shut up.

I don't say anything, you can't do anything about it.

"What are your eyes? Talking to you!"

Mr. Wang saw Director Yan tightly shut his mouth, then pinched his waist and shouted. Director Yan raised his head and looked aggrieved. What should he do?

"Okay, I don't know what to say."

Mr. Wang spoke again. Director Yan had the urge to turn around and leave. If it was not for the task, if it was for the sake of Mr. Qian, if it was for the sake of his colleagues, if it was...

.

"How much have you made the Pili missile?"

Mr. Wang suddenly spoke, interrupting Director Yan's "if it wasn't", and then looked up, "Two hundred and sixty-three."

Director Yan shouted out the numbers in one go.

There is no way. During this period, the worker below was working hard. He asked once a day, can he not be familiar with the rewards of three times a day?

"Are all in place?"

"At this time, our factories in Guangdong and Shanghai have already been in place. The latest batch of the remaining ones are in place, and there are thirty left. Today we will send them to the base outside the city."

Director Yan finished speaking as he knew it, and Old Wang's face calmed down a little.

"Take these thirty pieces with me and go to the base outside the city now."

"Also, all the security departments gather and all the vehicles gather to ensure safety along the way, and contact the base to prepare them, so that there will be no planes at that time."

Director Yan was stunned and didn't understand what this was for.

Isn’t it the security department who usually transports something by themselves? Why is it different this time?

However, looking at Mr. Wang's expression, Director Yan still shut up automatically.

"Yes, I'll go now."

Director Yan hurriedly left. Mr. Wang was about to go out when he saw Mr. Qian walking in.

"Old Qian, you're here just right. I'll go to the airport, you..."

"I'll go with you."

Mr. Qian spoke, and then explained without waiting for Mr. Wang to ask, "I heard that Jiubi uses high-purity silicon to make new materials, which can withstand high temperatures of more than 600 degrees."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "This thing is very meaningful for our missile research, I want to go and take a look."

When Mr. Wang heard Mr. Qian say this, his heart felt sad again. Why are these nine pieces so powerful after they were established?

Previously, at their tepid computer research center, why did it bloom and sprout when I arrived at Jiudu like a dead tree in spring?

Especially this high-purity silicon, his grandmother's, who has ever thought that some inconspicuous stones can make such a powerful thing?

If he had known this, he would have gone to sell stones, specifically to Yang Xiaotao and to him at a high price.

snort!
To be continued...