Blackstone Code

"airplane!"

Mr. Trueman's voice seemed to be the only voice in the packed conference room. He poked hard at the edge of the table with his fingers, and the sound hit people's chests, making people feel an invisible power. .

He repeated, "Lynch's plane!"

Then he began to explain, "The managers of Blackstone Security Code Sergeant told me that they could ask me for help if they were in trouble. At first I didn't understand what I could do in this matter."

"But just now, when Mr. President said that we cannot conduct effective searches on the sea, I suddenly thought of the problem to be solved."

"That's the plane!"

Mr. President was a little surprised. It turned out that he played a key role in this, and I actually reminded him what to do!

Suddenly he felt that Mr. Trueman was really a trustworthy person, a person worth relying on, and a person worthy of...

Anyway, he is a good person.

"I won't introduce to you the question of whether the planet under our feet is square or round. Aircraft can allow us to see a wider range from a higher position, and its technology is mature."

"I heard that it can fly nearly a thousand kilometers with extra fuel tanks, which is enough to send us important information back."

"And it is faster. There is no need to consider the impact of reefs and ocean currents on the speed. It was not only developed for detecting submarines, but also for detecting in various environments!"

Mr. President placed his hands behind Mr. Trueman's back and clenched them tightly into fists. Now he can survive this fucking danger. Great!

Of course, he didn't show it in his performance, he just nodded calmly, which was in line with his image of a "wise man" and an "elder", although the former had nothing to do with him.

After resolving a huge crisis, or at least having great hope of resolving this huge crisis, Mr. President’s acting talent has come to the fore again.

He followed the gap between Mr. Trueman's words and interjected to reflect his status and value, "Then we will now..."

Mr. Trueman knew the president very well. If he didn't know this person, he would not be his staff. He knew what the president wanted and gave it to him immediately. "We should go to Lynch's institute now and ask Ask them if the plane is ready."

Mr. President nodded with satisfaction and reserve, "So ladies and gentlemen, what are we waiting for here?"

A boatload of rich people has disappeared. Some people are staring at the rich people, some are looking at the police or the military, but some are also looking at Mr. President.

When Mr. President came out with a large group of presidential palace staff, they subconsciously followed closely.

Not long after, they arrived at the research institute on the outskirts of Bupain, close to the security zone.

The chief engineer of the institute has been waiting here for a long time. If the president's assistant hadn't called him, he wouldn't even know that Mr. Lynch was missing with a boat.

At the same time, they also knew the purpose of their coming here.

"We have met!" Mr. President shook hands with the chief engineer with a serious face. There were reporters from the media around him. At this time, he couldn't show that he was not nervous. It would bring him trouble.

He acted as if his father, who had been dead for many years, climbed out of the grave and got on the boat. "Let's skip those meaningless pleasantries. Is the plane ready?"

The chief engineer nodded nervously and led the president and a large group of people to the back of the research institute.

Behind the research institute is the factory, which has already started working.

In fact, the current technical difficulty in aircraft production mainly lies in the engine, not the fuselage.

For example, for an all-aluminum alloy body, as long as there are enough metal raw materials and then molded, it doesn't matter even if there are some rough edges that cannot be polished.

An airplane covered with wood and sheepskin can fly into the sky. This all-aluminum alloy airplane is already great, almost perfect.

The real technical difficulty of the aircraft lies in the engine of the aircraft. So far, they have been debugging the production line and running in production. A total of six units have been built. Including the initial two experimental models, there are eight units in total.

"Too few!" The president was very disappointed after hearing that there were only eight units. "Is there any way to speed up production?"

If this question was asked by the emperor of Gefra to their businessmen, those businessmen would have to complete the task even if they went bankrupt and borrowed money.

But in the Federation, the situation is different.

The chief engineer was a little clever and said, "We have no money."

Mr. President was stunned for a moment and turned to look at Mr. Trueman blankly. He only believed in this man now.

Mr. Trueman coughed lightly, "Congress is still reviewing this budget, so there is no appropriation yet..."

pass!

Don’t have money to build a festival?

"These bureaucracies!" Mr. President gritted his teeth and seemed to complain. This happened to be caught by the reporters, who simply thought this would be news.

Only Mr. Trueman knew that on the one hand, the president was sharing the pressure on himself - it was not my fault that the plane could not fly, it was the problem of the senators in Congress who did not appropriate funds. I do not bear full responsibility.

On the other hand, it is also laying the groundwork for future political deals and compromises - look at the bad things you did last time. I may not cause trouble for you, but do you have to express your gratitude?

Some people are born for a certain position!

He turned his head and faced the cameras head-on, but what he really wanted to ask was indeed Mr. Trueman, "I remember that as the president, I have the power to use my privileges at special times to pass some budget proposals first. Yeah?"

The latter nodded, and he added, "Call them immediately and ask them to allocate funds. I want more planes to appear in the Western Ocean faster!"

What a conscientious and conscientious Mr. President, his noble sentiments are amazing.

The chief engineer smiled with his eyebrows sliding down to both sides. In fact, this was his own idea. Lynch could still miss this little money. He was just worried that if Congress did not allocate funds, they would not receive dividends.

Lynch buying his own things is not called buying. When he builds the airplane and takes it away, he doesn't get a share of it. You have to be wary of capitalists, right?

With the guarantee of this grant, the chief engineer immediately pledged to go all out to complete the engine manufacturing process.

At the same time, under people's gaze, eight planes parked on the runway one after another.

only……

"Will there be an accident?" Mr. President looked at several workers who were still processing the landing gear of an airplane, and he suddenly became a little worried.

Mr. Trueman comforted, "Don't worry, they won't joke with us with their lives!"

Under the gaze of many media and cameras, the eight planes took off successfully one after another amid people's exclamations, and quickly headed towards the west coast.

"Gentlemen, it will only take four hours for our aircraft to arrive at the military base on the West Coast and begin the search for the missing ship."

"If it didn't sink, we would definitely be able to find traces of it..."

A group of reporters crowded over. They realized that this would be an aircraft that would change the world.

The airplane is no longer a suicidal toy that cannot land while it is flying. It is really going to conquer the sky!

At this moment, Lynch, who was being speculated by the chief engineer as to whether the cruise ship had sank with the cruise ship, was looking at the unexpected situation that occurred not far away.

Not everyone can remain calm when they know they may be in big trouble. Now is actually not a good time to jump out and make everything clear.

Just like now, a young man in his twenties with a tender face stood on the second deck with a red face and loudly questioned the first mate.

He could no longer stand the terrible pressure that was everywhere now, and he made things clear. He first asked to see the captain, and then asked the captain to come to the second deck.

How can this be?

The situation on the ship is so complicated now, what if there is an assassin?

The captain has not appeared in public these days, just to avoid being assassinated - it sounds meaningless, but it is actually very valuable.

The benefits of assassinating the captain are very high.

The captain sent the first mate to solve the problem, but the young man couldn't stand it any longer. He directly stated what he thought was going on and asked the first mate to dock the ship immediately and let them disembark.

This is stupid.

Those who are older have not expressed any opinions until now, not because they are timid, but because they know that it is stupid to do so.

First of all, docking is very unrealistic. Not to mention whether the captain will dock or not, which way to dock now becomes a problem.

The captain could only roughly determine the range he was in on the chart. He could not guarantee that his judgment was correct. He abandoned all navigation instruments and only used the compass.

Who knows if these things were tampered with by those lurking on the ship?

Secondly, the atmosphere on the ship is indeed very depressing now. If someone can take the initiative to jump out, it will actually become an outlet for people's emotions.

Seeing that idiot yelling and cursing at the first mate, and even walking up and slapping the first mate, Lynch knew that this guy's life was not going to be easy.

The captain and Shi Shi don't dare to offend all the rich men, but if offending one person can make others feel a little relieved, it is obviously worth it.

The first mate kicked the young man in the stomach without hesitation, sending him flying backwards and hitting the wall, before he fell heavily to the ground.

He was holding his stomach, his face was pale and showed pain, but the first mate walked over and kicked his head hard, causing him to lie on the ground, holding his head, crying and saying that he would never dare to do it again next time.

The crew then dragged the young man away, without giving him a chance to return, but dragged him to the third or even fourth deck.

Not long after, Lynch's exclusive manager appeared outside Lynch's cabin.

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①: Sacrifice eight: A term for a board game. Sacrifice to the eight main gods requires enough sacrifices, often used to describe how much is needed at one time.