Alien paradise

"The best...result?" Pullens repeated in a murmur.

"Yes, dismissal is an external term. After you leave the Navy, you will be regarded as retired internally. You can get the pension of your current position, and the insurance will continue to be in effect." White stared into his eyes and said, "But you also have to Continue to abide by the confidentiality requirements and prohibit disclosing the matters on DDG107 to anyone. Once you violate the regulations, not only will all the above benefits be revoked, but you may also be prosecuted by the judicial department. Do you understand?"

Pullens is no rookie. He had been in the military for more than twenty years and had already vaguely guessed what was going on.

He clenched his fists, took several deep breaths, and then saluted his old boss, "I agree."

The other party returned the military salute and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Pullens nodded silently. He could accept it, but that didn't mean it should be taken for granted. But when anger surges into his heart, he will unconsciously recall the appearance of his wife and children in his mind.

"Can I just ask, what's going to happen to the other people on the ship?"

"Transfer, transfer and dismissal." The admiral simply replied.

The implication is that DDG107 will usher in a brand new crew. As for those who have also been dismissed, I am afraid they will no longer have the care of the commander-in-chief.

After Prince left, Whitey Sean sat back on his seat with a sullen face and said nothing.

About ten minutes later, the phone rang.

He stretched out his hand and hovered in the air for a moment before picking up the phone.

"I have fulfilled your request. News of DDG107 will never spread out of the Navy."

"...Thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to us." The tone on the other side was calm, neither satisfied nor disappointed. It seemed that all his decisions had been expected by the other party.

…

In another round table conference room, an old hand hung up the phone and sighed deeply.

"Although the matter has been suppressed, the actual situation is not optimistic." The humanoid avatar opposite him said with a smile, "Your troops did not bring back the No. 3 cipher stone. This is definitely a huge mistake. We are very worried. It’s hard to imagine that a base located in the hinterland of the West Pacific could be successfully attacked and then escape unscathed, even if the opponent is an angel, it is surprising.”

According to the organization's plan, Varazak Island should be the most secure of the three bases. After all, there are no threatening military forces around it, and it is surrounded by the sea. Even if it is attacked, the nearby The naval fleet can also react immediately.

"I admit that this is a major loss to the organization, but don't forget that the Pacific Navy and Marine Corps are not mine. In order to avoid suspicion, I cannot even directly intervene in military affairs." The old man's tone suppressed unhappiness and anger, "What's more, This attack is not without success. There is an old saying from the great Eastern countries that misfortune brings good fortune, which is suitable to describe this situation."

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

"After searching the base, my people discovered that the secret stone was not taken away entirely, but a piece of the skin was left behind. After identification, it was indeed the original secret stone, but the contents inside were missing." He said slowly, "Does this mean that the organization's past research is only at the superficial stage? If we can also peel off the skin of the remaining two secret stones, maybe we can greatly advance the progress of various research projects. "

"Real or false?" Another interlocutor joined in. Her voice sounded like a woman in her forties, "Just the information that the Cipher Stone usually leaks is very surprising. If This is just superficial, so I can’t imagine what the core of it will be like.”

"Well, if this is true, it's a bit of comfort." The man said helplessly, "Considering that its transformation is related to angels, maybe we need to further increase the energy input?"

"You can experiment in this direction." The old man added, "In addition, the gains are not limited to this. After investigating and collecting evidence, my team can basically conclude that this attack was not entirely caused by angels...the possibility of demons being involved Very high."

"..." Both of them fell into silence.

After a long time, the man said, "Are you sure? Although the awakener of demonic abilities will definitely appear, there is no possibility of growing up. The experience we learned from Susas is that the survival cycle of a demon will not exceed half a year. , they will die in the fastest week or two. They can’t even burst out their power in one breath like angels, because they have to continue to consume energy to maintain their lives... Could it be that all these experiences are useless? "

"We can't predict the future, so don't expect everything to go according to plan - before attacking the Angel Foundation's base camp, who mentioned that the mission might fail?" At this point, the old man rubbed his forehead, "Of course , investors who support the organization are too eager to achieve success, which is also one of the reasons for failure.”

"There's no need to mention what happened before. You said this matter was related to the devil. Do you have any evidence?" the female voice asked.

"Do you two still remember the intelligence leak that happened in L City a few months ago? MI6 was stabbed in its lair, and the Sunflower Project was also thrown onto the public Internet."

"Remember, this is really a happy thing." The avatar opposite him raised his head and laughed, "Those guys actually wanted to use such an outrageous plan to deal with us. I have to say, I almost fell into their trap. .”

The old man also admitted that this plan seemed fanciful and far-fetched, but it did pose a threat to the organization, and it was difficult to distinguish the sunflower seeds by conventional means. The exposure of this document caused the organization to launch a major purge of internal personnel. Although the vitality was somewhat damaged, the team's cohesion was also higher. "What I want to say is not MI6, but the way in which intelligence was leaked - someone crossed the physical barrier and forcibly invaded MI6's confidential server; there was also the Twin Towers Bridge loss of control case that occurred at the same time. If you look closely, it was also a network intrusion. , not to mention the death of people caused by the latter incident, none of this is like what an angel can do."

The three participants all knew that although people endowed with angelic abilities have different personalities, basically none of them are evildoers. As for whether the ability constrains their thoughts, or whether only good people can obtain similar abilities, it still remains to this day. It's a mystery.

The other type of talented people don't have so many worries.

Of course, for the organization, there is no essential difference between these two types of mutants. Good and evil are just concepts that only children can insist on. Whether they can be controlled and utilized is the key. From this perspective, angels are more disgusting to organizations than demons.

"The devil's energy cannot withstand such consumption." The man hesitated.

"What if this demon solves the energy problem? There is no precedent in the past, but it does not mean that examples will never appear." The old man tapped the table lightly, "The 'accident' that occurred on DDG107 can actually be classified as a network Intrusion - even if the connection protocol used by the Navy is completely different from the public network. Because my team believes that this demon's ability is most likely related to the communication network, and based on this premise, we made three inferences: First, this The person was born in an era of rapid development of information technology, so his age should be between twenty and thirty years old; secondly, it didn’t take long for him to awaken his power, but he has quite abundant energy, which is completely different from the demons we knew in the past. Thirdly... …”

The old man paused for a moment and then said, "Any network communication based on electromagnetic waves may be hacked, including our current conversation."

"Hey, are you serious? You're still talking to us even though you know this is happening?" The man's voice became obviously more impatient.

"There is also a risk of crashing when flying, why don't you go out? Everything is a matter of probability, and using satellite communications can also reduce this risk." He revealed a hint of sarcasm, "We can't rely on messengers to deliver news, so You've got to take risks. But next time, I'll choose a safer way to call...if it exists."

After speaking, the old man pressed the button on the table.

The three virtual avatars on the round table disappeared one after another, and the conference room returned to silence.