indianbanksassociation Chapter 3328 Telling them a solution is useless.
Chapter 3328 Telling them a solution is useless.
Chapter 3328 Telling them a solution is useless.
Susko.
When the news reached them, Gotzensky was sitting in his office looking at a map on the wall, and didn't think much of it.
Because he simply didn't believe that China had any secret weapons, let alone that it could bring down the balloons.
Moreover, the people spreading these messages are from the United States.
How can we listen to the enemy?
Even when listening, it's always the opposite of what you're hearing.
To his surprise, less than half an hour after receiving the message, accurate intelligence came from his contacts in West Germany.
That means the balloon that the United States sent from Kazakhstan into China was indeed shot down.
Moreover, it wasn't just one insider; it came from multiple insiders simultaneously, which proves the authenticity of the information.
In an instant, Gotzenfsky felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead and the chair beneath him felt icy cold.
Then two thoughts popped into my mind.
One possibility is that China truly possesses a secret weapon, which is not good news for the alliance.
One of them, this balloon flew over Kazakhstan's satellite launch site.
Does this mean that the information and intelligence have fallen into the hands of the other side?
Thinking this, Gotzenfsky could no longer sit still and got up to go outside.
A moment later, Gorzensky arrived at a manor, paused briefly to identify himself, and then went inside.
Then, led by the staff, they arrived at a room and opened the door to find a simply dressed elderly man reading a newspaper inside.
"Good morning, sir!"
The old man put down his newspaper, his gaze sharp. "Did you come with good news?"
Gotzensky shook his head slightly. "I'm sorry to have disappointed you."
The old man remained expressionless. "Then tell me what disappointed me."
Then, Gotzensky recounted the intelligence he had received, and the old man fell silent upon hearing it.
After a long silence, he finally said, "This is a calculated move by the United States."
"We have no choice but to do it!"
Upon hearing this, Gotzensky clenched his fists, his heart filled with grief and indignation!
The United States is making a fool of them, but they can't do anything about it.
The plane slowly approached over Beijing.
"Xiao Yang, we're almost there."
Hearing Old Wang's voice, Yang Xiaotao groggily opened his eyes, looked around, and figured out where he was.
"You can do that too, you managed to fall asleep the whole way."
"The key is that I can still hear you snoring, tsk tsk."
Yang Xiaotao wiped his face, then stretched, ignoring the nagging Old Wang beside him.
"Hey kid, are you even listening to me?"
Yang Xiaotao turned around and looked at him. "Old Wang, just say what you want to say. We don't need to go to such lengths."
Old Wang chuckled and said, "There really is something."
As she spoke, she sat down next to Yang Xiaotao and asked, "Did you see the materials on those balloons?"
Yang Xiaotao grinned and said, "I knew it! Everyone else was climbing into the basket, but you were running onto the balloon."
"I knew you wouldn't suffer a loss."
"Hahaha."
Old Wang smiled smugly, "This thing has eaten so many razor blades and is still fine. This guy is no ordinary creature."
Yang Xiaotao nodded, "It's not just the materials that are complicated, but the internal structure is also complicated. Lao Wang, if you really want to study it, you can't just study the surface."
Old Wang nodded, "Don't worry, I've got this under control."
Then, somewhat embarrassed, he added, "However, we'll need your chemical plant's help with the materials."
Yang Xiaotao rolled his eyes. "I knew you wouldn't come to me with anything good."
"Just tell me if you'll help or not."
Old Wang didn't want to waste any more words and asked directly.
"Okay, I'll talk to the chemical plant about it later."
"Haha, I knew you would agree."
Old Wang stepped forward and put his arm around Yang Xiaotao, a big smile on his face.
Yang Xiaotao was speechless. "Your Seventh Ministry of Machinery Industry really made a fortune on this trip."
"Let's not even talk about the blade missile."
"The high-definition cameras that were seized this time also belong to you."
"Now the materials for these balloons will be handed over to you."
"I feel like we've been busy all day, but we haven't gotten anything out of it."
Old Wang couldn't help but laugh when he saw Yang Xiaotao's embarrassed expression.
"You think your Ninth Department even cares about such insignificant matters?"
"They should at least leave some soup for us poor people."
Yang Xiaotao didn't want to see the guy's smug look, so he picked up the water bottle on the table and drank some water.
Suddenly, Wu Zhe, who was sitting in the back, exclaimed, "Look! What's that over there?"
Yang Xiaotao turned around and saw Wu Zhe looking out the window.
Following the gaze, one could see that the distant sky looked as if someone had splashed a basin of ink on it. The left side of the plane was still sunny, while the south side was shrouded in darkness, with the plane acting as a dividing line.
Seeing the commotion, Old Wang got up and went to the south window. "Such a big cloud, it must be raining a lot."
Yang Xiaotao nodded. "Is it raining this heavily this time of year?"
Old Wang shook his head, "Such a large cloud formation is really rare here."
As they were talking, Boss Peng noticed the situation, put on his glasses, looked out the window, and then explained to the group, "That area should be Runan City, right?"
Seeing Yang Xiaotao looking over, he continued, "That place is considered the central location of Jizhou. It usually receives less than 800 millimeters of rain per year. This cloud and rain look like it's quite heavy."
"It's quite unusual for rain to be this heavy this year."
Old Wang flattered him from the side, "President Peng, you are truly knowledgeable and have an amazing memory. You know everything from astronomy to geography. Your military strategy is just like Zhuge Liang borrowing the east wind."
Stop flattering me.
Mr. Peng said irritably, but Old Wang didn't mind and instead laughed, "It's good that it's not raining here. When it rains, my knees hurt, and the worst part is that my clothes are wet and uncomfortable."
Yang Xiaotao nodded in agreement, "Rainy weather like this is really annoying."
Wu Zhe and the others nodded in agreement.
The group chatted for a while while looking out the window, and then the plane began to descend, soon coming to a stop on the runway.
Once the plane came to a complete stop, everyone prepared to disembark.
Yang Xiaotao stood up and packed his luggage. "President Peng, there's nothing else for me to do, so I'm going home now."
Mr. Peng had his things packed up, then nodded and said, "Okay, go home and get some rest."
"I'll call you again if anything comes up."
Yang Xiaotao nodded, and then the group began packing their things to get off the plane.
As soon as they got off the plane, they saw Tong Xiaolong standing at the front of the group, with Wang Minghai and the others behind him, all looking rather grim. Yang Xiaotao and the others could tell from their expressions that something must have happened.
"President Peng."
"The commander sent me to pick you up!"
Tong Xiaolong stepped forward and spoke, his expression serious.
Peng glanced at Tong Xiaolong, then nodded and followed him outside.
Since he wasn't told to go, Yang Xiaotao didn't follow, but instead went to Wang Minghai's side.
After Tong Xiaolong and Peng Zong got into the car and left, Yang Xiaotao and Old Wang finally heard some news from Wang Minghai.
"Damn the United States, they acted so quickly."
After learning about the situation from Wang Minghai, Old Wang immediately started cursing, "We haven't even settled in yet, and these guys are already causing trouble. This is clearly ill-intentioned."
Wang Minghai chimed in, "Isn't that right? These bastards, they were uninvited robbers, but now they're the victims."
"The key point is that they still insist that we have some secret weapon, damn it."
Yang Xiaotao, who had been deep in thought, suddenly had a flash of inspiration when he heard Wang Minghai's words. Thinking of President Peng's departure, he immediately asked, "Has the alliance responded?"
Upon hearing the question, Wang Minghai looked at Yang Xiaotao and said, "An alliance?"
"They seem to have been tracking those two balloons, and I heard they even tried to attack them, but without success."
As Wang Minghai said this, a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face.
But Yang Xiaotao sighed, and Old Wang, who was next to him, quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
Yang Xiaotao shook his head. "Just wait, something's about to happen."
"what's up?"
While Mr. Wang continued to press for answers, Yang Xiaotao picked up his luggage and headed to the car, leaving Mr. Wang behind, lost in thought.
The next moment, Old Wang suddenly slapped his thigh as if he had just remembered something, and then cursed again, "Damn it, that's really sneaky."
West Garden.
When Mr. Peng arrived by car, there were four or five people sitting around the room.
As soon as he entered, everyone stood up to greet him, and Boss Peng greeted them with a smile.
"We're all old comrades-in-arms, there's no need for such a special welcome."
When Mr. Peng made a joke, everyone laughed along.
Then he walked over to Qing Lao and sat down on the chair.
Old Chen, who was standing nearby, laughed and said, "We arrived this afternoon and have been waiting for you."
Mr. Peng smiled and said, "If you had called earlier, I could have come back sooner."
He laughed as he spoke.
When he arrived, Tong Xiaolong briefly explained the situation, and President Peng already understood the cause and effect.
"What demands did the alliance make?"
President Peng asked directly, and Old Qing leaned back in his chair, turned his head, and said calmly, "Two."
"First, if they want our secret weapon, they can pay for it."
"Secondly, we need the wreckage of the balloons we shot down, especially the data inside."
Mr. Peng scoffed, "Dream on."
"Does he really think he's some kind of emperor emeritus, able to get whatever he wants?"
The uncle standing nearby laughed, “They’re not acting like emperors-in-waiting; they’re just used to sitting there and giving orders, used to everyone having to listen to them.”
The others nodded in agreement, and Old Chen chimed in, "If they say some nice things and ask us to do something for them, it wouldn't hurt to tell them the solution."
"But that tone just screams 'I want to get something for nothing!'"
Mr. Peng nodded, then said, "We can't let them handle this."
"We fought so hard to win this, why should we give it to them?"
"Just because they're in an alliance."
The group nodded and smiled, and Old Qing smiled along, though there was a hint of helplessness in his smile.
After a moment, Qing Lao said to Peng Zong, "This news was spread by the United States. Its purpose is to divert attention from the conflict and make the Alliance and us suspicious of each other."
"But this is an open scheme, precisely because they know the alliance won't let it go."
"At the same time, they were certain that we wouldn't reveal our secret weapon."
"It's easy to refuse this, but it's difficult to manage the relationship well."
After Mr. Qing finished speaking, Mr. Peng understood the meaning behind his words.
After the United States' balloon was shot down, relations between the two sides became tense.
Although the other party also had ill intentions.
If this causes a rift with the alliance, wouldn't we end up pleasing neither side?
Thinking this, the eldest uncle spoke up from the side, "The spoils of war must not be given away."
"This is something we captured, and the intelligence inside is crucial to us."
"If we hand it over, there's no guarantee it won't happen a second time."
Mr. Qing and Mr. Peng nodded silently.
Once it happens, it will happen again; we must never be weak in this matter.
Otherwise, you'll just have to wait to be bullied.
"As for the secret weapon, the details over the phone were a bit confusing. We want to know the specifics of what happened at the time."
The eldest uncle expressed his opinion, and the others exchanged glances before silently agreeing.
After listening, President Peng pondered for a moment before saying, "You don't know, this balloon is over 40,000 meters high, which is not something that ordinary planes and missiles can send up."
"Our pilots risked their lives to fly up there in order to reach it."
"If this were a regular airplane, it probably wouldn't even reach an altitude of 30,000 meters."
"Personally, I think that this secret weapon of ours is probably only usable by ourselves."
Upon hearing Boss Peng's final assessment, the group visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as Peng had thought, they could neither ignore the alliance's requests nor agree to them all.
Therefore, one of the two requests can be granted, and 'this one' is clearly aimed at the secret weapon.
Old Chen directly confirmed, "President Peng, what you just said means that even if we tell them about this special weapon, they still won't be able to make it, right?"
After listening, Mr. Peng picked up his teacup and took a sip of water. "That's right, that's exactly what I mean."
"Even if we gave them these special weapons, they might not be able to use them."
"Because the most crucial component is the Blue Horse fighter jet."
"And does each member of the alliance have aircraft that can rival it?"
"No."
"So, this tactic works well for us, but if we switch to the league, I doubt we'd find a replacement for this plane."
Old Qing laughed upon hearing this, "That's right, how could anyone else learn a unique skill?"
After saying that, he looked at Old Chen and said, "This negotiation is still with Pavel. You are old friends and old rivals. You can entertain him."
"no problem."
Mr. Chen immediately agreed, and then they sat down together and chatted.