Chapter 527: The bomber sent by the electric crystal.
January 20, 2022
In Washington, at Pennsylvania Avenue at number 1600, is the White House where the President of the United States resides, inside his Oval Office, the owner of this office was seated in a presidential chair carved by a craftsman American, silently watching the latest information returned to the presidential office recently, his assistant Weisz, who had just finished the call with Ye Qing, stood beside him.
This is true since Ye Qing euphemistically rejected the president's proposal; the president removed the Mechanical Engineering Chair without saying a word and stopped helping him with this free publicity.
Of course, that was not the main goal; the real reason is that on his desk, this pile of professional sheets analyzed overnight by the best engineers in the country, giving him the [Analysis report on the mystery of the spinning top].
The pile of many pages of reports that eloquently strayed onto his desk came from the Mechanical Power Lab at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.
The spinning top was first sent to a nearby university lab, and then the university flew on a plane and took it to MIT.
However, the laboratory with the highest technological level in the world used the word "impossible" dozens of times in its published professional analysis report. This kind of tone only appears in flamboyant TV commercials for selling items.
It is impossible for China to achieve this precision.
It is impossible for Monster Heavy Industry to exceed the limits of mechanical processing.
It is impossible to produce a precision second-level gear one millimeter in diameter with twenty-four teeth.
It is impossible to appear ~
The president broke his head and didn't expect a small spinning top to cause an earthquake in the Mechanical Power Lab.
They said that very frankly to the president in the report. Each time the accuracy is increased by one level, the price paid will be tens of times higher. Since Monster Heavy Industry can produce such a horrific router in a matter of days, it shows that their extreme precision machining capabilities are superior to any other machine company in the United States.
What this means, an entire page is deliberately used in the report to use phrases like what was said and explain, and the more he read the report, the more surprised he became.
When the president asked where the young Chinese was, he actually learned that he is on his way back to China by plane and will soon be leaving territorial waters.
A phone call should change the young president's mind. Before that, he had a private interview, and all issues would have been resolved long ago. The President therefore hastily ordered the Air Force to send a fighter plane and catch up with him and asked him if he wanted to cooperate.
It was a hasty bet. If the young president is shy and realizes Mr. President's determination to cooperate, and accepts, then everything is easy to forget, and it is not impossible to use more favorable policies to compensate afterward. If he does not cooperate, then the most advanced fighter plane, the Raptor will demonstrate to make him understand the strength of the United States.
As it turned out, the daring young president refused to cooperate.
"Would you like to try other methods?" Assistant Weisz reflected sideways, "Depending on the speed of the Gulfstream g 750, they still have nine hours to fly to China. We have four military bases en route. Disruptions can be made."
“No, the first time we can hide it by saying that he entered a military restricted area by mistake and changing the navigation information. In the second and third time, even ordinary people wouldn't believe our statement, and his identity and route are more sensitive. "The President shook his head, without much disappointment:" The threat is only a means. When the threat does not work, we have many ways to try."
Assistant Weisz nodded to express her understanding. As she was about to report the next problem, the cell phone she was carrying suddenly vibrated in silence.
For the first time, she ignored it, but the vibrating notification of the text message seemed to be interrupted and vibrate continuously.
"Is there something important?" Assistant Weisz thought for herself, pulled out her cell phone, and took a look, there were 22 new messages received. This is not the end. As she took out her phone, the number of text messages kept increasing.
"What is the problem?" The president glanced at him.
"Maybe something big has happened ~"
Weisz immediately clicked on the text message with a solemn expression. Weisz is the right-hand man of the President. With the exception of a few people who can contact the President directly, the rest of the information had to be gathered here first, and then she would report to the President.
She had never encountered a situation like this where hundreds of people suddenly texted her. But if there is a major incident in a certain state and all the mayors and councilors have rushed to send information to it, it could happen.
Seeing this, panic erupted in Mr. President's piercing eyes, and he stood up quickly.
Although it has only been a few months since he took this throne with all its power, the President has already tasted the sweet taste of power. This kind of taste made him want to quit smoking, and his mindset about going about business changed quickly. He had a sort of king's mentality that although the world is big, everything is within reach.
But while enjoying power, the President also knew that his position was not yet completely stabilized. Also at this time, a major incident happened, which is very annoying for his political future.
"What?" When she clicked on the first text, Assistant Weisz's eyes seemed to have seen a ghost, which was totally amazing.
"The President of the United States took his sister-in-law and fled?"
"We owe hundreds of millions of salaries to the White House. We are penniless. The president is not a human ~"
"What?" Mr. President also showed stunning eyes.
"Not with $ 98,000, nor with $ 8,000. With only $ 688, the letter of appointment of an ambassador can be bought from us."
"Who posted this, and who is it?" Mr. President's eyes were already filled with anger.
"I specialize in refurbishing nuclear warheads, polishing submarines, repairing leaks on aircraft carrier submarines, overhauling nuclear reactors ~"
"I'm shocked, the rice we eat on weekdays is actually poisonous ~"
"I am a foreigner. I want to apply for political asylum ~"
One by one, text messages, at a faster rate than the bombs dropped by the b2 bomber, continued to bombard Assistant Weisz's cell phone, from the initial shock to the surprise in the back, to the realization that this is a vengeful farce.
Assistant Weisz's cell phone received more than two hundred messages, and when she wanted to turn off the phone, her efforts were in vain. The influx of SMS prevented her from sliding the slider to turn it off. As for the high-end battery removal function, her cell phone does not have it.
Weisz hastily used the office phone to call the White House cyber security team, asking them to temporarily block his phone's receiving SMS function and trace the source of these text messages, and they did not. It was only after half a minute that her phone finally stopped shaking.
"Phew ~" Assistant Weiss sighed for a short moment, thinking that everything was finally calm.
"Woo ~ Woo ~"
The thought just popped up, and some of the hot cell phones vibrated again, and a series of numbers appeared on the screen. She couldn't tell who the calling number belonged to, and as she reached out to answer, the phone hung up.
Before the curse was uttered through her mouth, the phone rang again and the number was changed to another string.
Then continued to hang, and then continued to ring.