8mi #392 - Chapter 392: Too many grudges will not put too much pressure on you, Tsarist Russia makes unu
#392 - Chapter 392: Too many grudges will not put too much pressure on you, Tsarist Russia makes unu
North Korea, Mansudae.
A man with a slicked-back hairstyle was receiving several guests.
White skin.
High nose bridge.
It goes without saying that they came from the North.
In 2001, the world order was one superpower and multiple strong powers.
The one superpower was North America.
The strongest among the multiple strong powers was Tsarist Russia.
The MiG-21 made the aircraft carrier fleet lie dormant!
Tsarist Russia was very concerned.
There was one particularly fatal point: in the eyes of North America, China's military technology was weak, let alone North Korea, which had almost no military industry to speak of—North Korea's military weapons mostly came from Tsarist Russia.
So…
What would North America think if a MiG-21 took down an aircraft carrier fleet?
On the one hand.
Tsarist Russia did not want North America to think that the special weapons equipped on the MiG-21 had anything to do with them.
On the other hand…
They were envious!
If they had this weapon, would they still need to be afraid of North America?
"Mr. Supreme Leader, we are the most steadfast allies, aren't we?" Ivanov smiled.
As the Minister of Defense of Tsarist Russia, personally meeting with the North Korean Supreme Leader was enough to show the degree of importance.
You must know.
In the hearts of many Russians, China was their little brother.
North Korea?
A brother of a brother!
The purpose of this trip was very simple.
"Mr. Ivanov, I have said it many times."
The man with the slicked-back hair said without hesitation: "It is our own!"
Must one take the blame after receiving benefits?
Not necessarily!
Breaking agreements was not only something North America was good at.
Once it comes to their own interests, any country is equally good at it.
Logically.
He shouldn't hide it from Tsarist Russia, lest the relationship between the two sides becomes strained, after all, they were allies.
Tsarist Russia had given North Korea many benefits.
But!
He had witnessed the horror of the new weapon!
The North American aircraft carrier fleet was dormant, and all electronic equipment was burned.
What concept was that?
If he took the benefits from China, but didn't continue to take the blame, and even leaked it to Tsarist Russia… would China retaliate?
A MiG-21 carrying new weapons flew around in North Korean airspace…
Small to household appliances.
Large to military equipment and weapons.
Anything with electronic components would be destroyed once and for all.
North Korea would return to the Stone Age!
"China?"
Ivanov grinned: "Besides China, I can't think of a second one."
From North America's standpoint, Tsarist Russia was the most likely.
Second was China.
But Ivanov certainly knew that his own country did not have such weapons!
"It is our own!" The Supreme Leader's attitude was firm.
Just then.
A subordinate came over and whispered in the Supreme Leader's ear: "Supreme Leader, a call from China, it's urgent!"
"Let's leave it at that for now."
The Supreme Leader stood up and smiled at Ivanov: "Minister, there's no need to ask anymore, I've already told you the answer—I have something else to attend to, let's talk later."
A few minutes later.
He walked into a secret room.
Hearing the voice of the Chinese translator on the other end of the phone, his brow furrowed slightly.
Great!
Another black pot was being thrown over.
According to the agreement between the two parties, he had to take the blame.
However…
In order not to return to the Stone Age, although he didn't dare to leak it to Tsarist Russia, he was not at all soft-hearted when asking China for benefits: "10,000 tons of grain, 20,000 tons of steel… No! What happened before is what happened before, this pot is new!"
Previously, they had promised to give grain and basic industrial technology.
Now it was a new pot!
Didn't he have to ask for extra benefits?
Conversely.
As far as North Korea was concerned, even if they took ten more pots on their back, what difference would it make?
More pots don't weigh you down!
It's no problem for me to take the blame, but every pot has a price.
"No problem!"
The other party agreed very readily: "In terms of time, please cooperate."
"Of course!"
Both parties got what they wanted and hit it off.
10,000 tons of grain.
20,000 tons of steel.
Just right, these were basic materials that North Korea urgently needed, and the total price was only more than 50 million.
Spending this little money to buy a pot, from China's standpoint…
It's worth it!
After all.
There will be more pots for North Korea to carry in the future.
…
The North Korean Supreme Leader left the meeting room.
Ivanov also left.
Walking to a deserted corner, under the close protection of the guards, he dialed a certain phone number in the country.
"North Korea is adamant that they developed it themselves, but we know the conclusion."
"I think… we should contact China!"
"Yes! Continuing to stay in North Korea is meaningless."
The conversation was short.
In fact, the top echelons of Tsarist Russia had long had a consensus, and the secret visit to North Korea was only for further confirmation.
Undoubtedly.
The more determined the North Korean Supreme Leader was, admitting that it was their weapon, the more it confirmed Tsarist Russia's guess.
What's next?
Obtain this new weapon!
"Yes!"
Ivanov nodded and said in a deep voice: "I will immediately make a secret visit… What?! You want to visit in person?!"
…
Shanghai-China Shipbuilding Factory.
The problems regarding the aircraft carrier were becoming fewer and fewer, and the technical integration had entered the final stage.
This was a good thing!
It not only meant that the domestically produced aircraft carrier was closer to being built, but more importantly, Chen Hao had more free time to do other things.
While he was still on duty, there were three things that urgently needed to be dealt with.
At this moment.
On the computer screen, a drawing was gradually taking shape, which was the most urgent.
Within three days.
He had to complete the 'new weapon'.
What weapon could be produced so quickly?
To put it bluntly.
This thing did not have high technical content, the key was to have new material support.
Just right!
Handing Materials already had this material.
Otherwise, even if he could design it, he wouldn't be able to produce it.
After the new weapon was completed, he had to prepare technical data for the transmission tower and cables with the lowest technical content in ultra-high voltage transmission, and finally, Qiu Zhengfeng's project—a third new viewing device besides LCD and plasma.
"Chairman Chen, satellite phone!" Xiang Yan hurried in.
A few minutes later.
Chen Hao walked outside the R\u0026D center.
"General!"
The call came from abroad: "According to your instructions, preparations have been completed, please indicate the time of action?"
The three thousand mercenary corps were completely annihilated.
Was this the end?
No!
Chen Hao said that those who sat on the mountain to watch the tigers fight would also pay a heavy price.
"The plan has changed, suspend the action," he said in a deep voice.
"Yes!"
"Soon, there will be a new batch of supplies and some pilots."
"You mean…"
The other party was overjoyed.
Previously, the overseas corps were light infantry and had never had heavy weapons.
Supplies included pilots?
It meant…
They had heavy weapons!
"This battle will be much stronger than the last one with those mercenaries, do you understand what I mean?"
"Understood!"
The call ended.
Chen Hao showed a strange smile.
The overseas corps would become famous in one battle, and the follow-up would not only be a warlord in a remote area.
At the same time.
It would also be given a new task—making money!
He was just about to continue working when a text message came in.
It was Wan Lei.
The content of the text message was very simple.
'Chairman Chen, your cousin is out of school, I'm going to deliver the goods.'
…
Jiaoda High School Attached High School, Grade Two (2) Class.
Today was Friday.
In the afternoon, she received a text message from Wan Lei saying that the information was ready.
How could she have a complete set of communication technology information as soon as she asked for it?
Sorting it out took time.
That's right!
Now it was finally sorted out.
With the technical information, she could report to the higher-ups, and she could leave this damn school and no longer be tormented.
The school bell rang.
As soon as she stood up, Zhou Yunhua had already taken the lead and walked to her desk: "Go back to the dormitory, I have something to tell you."
She had something to tell her?
No!
It was to go back to the dormitory to torment her!
Before, Chu Yilan could only try to preserve herself, but now the situation was different.
The information was in hand.
No need to continue lurking!
Even if her identity was exposed, it didn't matter, what reason was there to be bullied by her?
Pa!
She slapped her.
Before Zhou Yunhua could react, she kicked out hard again, hitting the other party's abdomen.
"Ah…"
Zhou Yunhua clutched her stomach and screamed as she fell to the ground.
"Fuck you!"
Chu Yilan cursed and left the classroom as if flying.
So refreshing!
Finally, she didn't have to endure it anymore!