Blackstone Code

Standing at the entrance of the Ministry of National Defense, Lynch casually hung an ID card on his chest and easily passed the security check at the entrance of the Ministry of National Defense.

His face is the best passport.

As one of the largest arms suppliers to the Department of Defense and the military, he has become one of the faces that gatekeepers must know, whether in the Department of Defense or the military.

As soon as he entered the Ministry of Defense, he was greeted by someone.

"Mr. Lynch, how can I help you?"

A second lieutenant officer. The Ministry of National Defense is an administrative agency. Although it is responsible for the arrangement and planning of military operations, the people who actually execute it are the military.

The two can be said to be one and the same, with soldiers serving these institutions.

People in the military have never believed that the Ministry of National Defense is part of the military. In particular, some more extreme military personnel believe that soldiers in the Ministry of National Defense are actually just politicians in military uniforms.

There are no calluses on their hands from long-term shooting training, they never go to the front line of the battlefield, and they don't even need to maintain a certain level of drill every week.

If this is called a soldier, it is the greatest insult to a real soldier.

Because the Ministry of National Defense has administrative convenience, they will also interfere in the operation of the military from time to time, most of the time just to cause trouble.

People on both sides don’t like each other——

Do you think this is true?

When the Ministry of Defense and the military unite, it will be a disaster. It is good like this now.

"I want to see...Major General."

A major general in the Strategic Command, Lynch was familiar with him because they had cooperated before on Blackstone Security's overseas military operations.

Even now, some overseas military operations that are not suitable for the federal military are still contracted to Blackstone Security.

Higher completion rate, higher efficiency, there is no reason not to choose it.

After the ensign officer made a phone call, he took Lynch to the major general's office.

The major general's office is not very big, but it is well decorated and there is a small golf course in it.

Since this gadget was invented, it has been dubbed "enjoying the ultimate golf style in the office" and has quickly become popular among the federal upper class.

In fact, this thing is just like Hu Nongren, a winding and twisting fairway with a minimum length of only four or five meters and some undulations. Can you really experience the joy of swinging hard?

Obviously, no, but people just love it.

When the door opened, the major general was already standing near the door. When he saw Lin Qi, he took a few steps forward. After shaking hands with Lin Qi, he asked people to bring him coffee and sat down with Lin Qi on the chair in front of the desk. .

"I didn't hear you were coming..."

A very peaceful opening, neither too friendly nor strange.

Lynch nodded, and then talked about today's funeral, "Austin, who used to protect me and was my bodyguard, she died."

The major general was stunned for a moment. Since the war broke out, soldiers have died every day. Some died on the front lines and some died in the rear.

But no matter what, someone will die.

Even if there is no war, people will die.

He didn't know Austin, and he wasn't responsible for this, but he knew Lynch. He pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry."

It's very hypocritical, but Lynch doesn't care very much. "I learned about the specific situation. They were ambushed while performing a mission north of the central line of Marillo. Are there still many resistance organizations in Marillo?"

Just as the major general was about to speak, his secretary came in with a tray. He waved, brought a glass to Lynch, and placed the glass in front of him.

"Try the coffee first..." He glanced at the secretary, who quickly left and closed the door.

Lynch took a sip, raised his eyebrows and put it back on the table, "It's much better than the coffee at the Presidential Palace!"

The major general couldn't help but smile after hearing this. The Presidential Palace is too exposed. Even if nothing big happens, there will be a group of reporters holding cameras around the Presidential Palace waiting for big news.

There used to be high-end coffee beans and coffee machines in the tea room of the Presidential Palace, but a reporter didn't know where he got a close-up photo and published it in the newspaper.

He wrote an article with the title "Taxpayers' money is being spent." Some people spontaneously ran to the entrance of the Presidential Palace to protest. In the end, the Presidential Palace canceled the high-end coffee and high-end coffee machines in the tea room.

The coffee there now is sour and tastes bad.

In comparison, the Department of Defense's is obviously much better.

At least no reporter can enter the Ministry of National Defense and take photos everywhere without permission, and it is even less possible for reporters to take photos and take them out without review.

Who knows if he might violate some confidentiality laws?

The major general also drank some coffee and tilted his head, "You know, we can't fully disclose the situation there to the media and society."

"Both presidents died abnormally, and with the current acting federal government in power, some vested interests are very dissatisfied with the status quo."

"When they cooperated with Pengeo before, the Pengeo people gave them a lot of weapons and ammunition, so much that they could fight a war."

"The Mariro people are the most qualified fighters from birth, and coupled with their dissatisfaction with some of our policies, there are many more resistance organizations there than we announced."

The adjective announced by the Ministry of National Defense is "small group", but in fact there are still several armed forces dividing the country.

It's just that the population of Marillo is moving southward. Under such a general environment, it doesn't matter much even if they are allowed to separate themselves from the north.

These warlords and militants are not farmers. If they don't want to farm in a harsh environment, then the best way is to return south and surrender.

Now the main combat power of the military is tilted towards Pengeo's local war, leaving only about a hundred thousand people in Marillo.

These people seem to be a lot on paper, but after being distributed to various regions, each patrol station only has one or two hundred people, which is simply not enough to continue to use force against the north.

Listening to the major general's patient explanation, Lin Qi gradually understood the situation over there.

He thought for a while and talked about the purpose of his trip, "You know, I have a series of cooperation plans with the Ministry of National Defense, including the research and development of an insecticide."

The major general nodded in agreement, "I know this, what's wrong with it?"

"Now the research on pesticides has reached our ideal data based on laboratory data, but the natural environment is complex, and we are not sure whether it can be as effective as we imagined in the natural environment."

"The Federation has not encountered large-scale pest infestations for the time being, and there is no suitable environment."

"I heard that the northern part of Marillo has been almost cleared. Maybe we can try a concrete experiment on its power in Marillo."

The major general looked at Lynch and was stunned for a moment. Of course he knew that the so-called insecticide was actually a highly lethal poison gas bomb.

Because some treaties were signed with Pengeo and other countries to ban chemical gas bombs, these must not appear on the frontal battlefield.

Sometimes the public opinion and moral standards of the international community are very strange. You can use bullets to take away a person's life, but you cannot use poison gas. Of course, this is what the Federation first proposed.

After all, compared to large-scale weapons of destruction attacks, the Federation is the most likely disaster area!

Although everyone has signed a treaty stating that they will not study it and it will not apply, it does not mean that they really will not study it.

Lynch's flight research institute was commissioned by the federal Farm Bureau to develop an insecticide for killing pests.

This is definitely not a chemical gas bomb that is prohibited from research and use under international treaties. This is a pesticide, but it is just a little more toxic.

Large-scale poison gas bombing in Marillo...

The major general felt a little chilly.

He then raised his hand to rub his forehead to cover up the uneasiness flashing in his eyes, "What do you mean..."

“Just killing pests and sampling the damage pesticides are doing to nature.”

"To ensure the accuracy of the data, the scale may be slightly larger."

"This is not a military operation, it is the development and implementation of agricultural auxiliary drugs."

The last sentence made the major general understand Lynch's determination and meaning. If the Ministry of National Defense did not approve it, he would go to the Agriculture Bureau, which had a stronger political atmosphere.

With so many political friends, Lynch could easily get Farm Bureau people to support his decision.

The major general thought for a while and decided that this matter still had to be reported. He explained the situation and then asked Lynch to go back.

Once there is further information, he will tell Lynch as soon as possible.

Once Lynch was gone, he called other senior officers, and eventually Lynch's application appeared on paper in front of Mr. Trueman.

No matter what Lynch said it was not a military operation, from the perspective of the Department of Defense, it was a standard military operation.

In times of war, any proactive military action must be authorized by the federal president - the rules of procedure go like this.

After reading the report, Mr. Trueman pondered for a while and signed his opinions and signature on the report. He agreed that Lynch should go to the north of Marillo to spread pesticides.

On the one hand, he likes Lynch's emotional character very much. He is a flesh-and-blood person, not a "saint".

Having great power but having no desires is the most terrifying thing.

The desire for revenge shown by Lynch is the flash of his humanity and the weakness of his humanity.

As long as there is a weakness, it can be exploited.

Instead of making him dissatisfied with himself and knowing how to cover up his emotional changes, it is better to give him more opportunities to vent.

Secondly, Mr. Trueman himself is from the military, and he is also very disgusted with this kind of attack on military patrol stations.

If it weren't for the landing battle in Pengeo's homeland that was about to begin, he would definitely have asked the military to conduct a major purge of the resistance organizations in Marillo.

Now that Lynch is willing to do it himself without funding, isn't that just right?