Scholars in the courtyard

After the two left, the remaining old man took off his hat and looked at the coffee cup in front of him, feeling irritated.

He raised his hand to check the time, feeling irritated again.

"Come here!"

The adjutant at the door heard the voice and walked in immediately, then saluted respectfully, "Sir, your order!"

"Did the other party reply?"

"No, sir!"

"I just came from the communication, and the other party did not reply, including the confirmation receipt of the inquiry!"

The adjutant said calmly, and then said carefully, "Sir, could it be that the other party's time is too late and no one has found it?"

The old man snorted coldly, "What do you think this is? Playing house?"

"This is a national event. Even if it is received in the middle of the night, someone will send it to a special place!"

"Humph! It's not that they didn't receive it, they just didn't dare to say it!"

A trace of resentment flashed in the old man's eyes, and then waved his hand to let the adjutant leave.

Half an hour later, the white-haired old man and the medal old man came back. The two looked at each other, and then walked to their seats and sat down!

An hour later, the three walked in the room, their faces as gloomy as water.

Two hours later, it was already dark.

The old man with the medal came back from the toilet again, and he could no longer suppress his anger. "Damn it, they are guilty, it must be them!"

"I want to contact the fleet, I want the plane..."

The angry roar came from the conference room, and the adjutants sitting on the bench outside the room looked at each other.

"The other party is not really asleep!"

The adjutant who went in earlier whispered, and his companions nodded seriously.

"It must be!"

"Otherwise, how dare they not reply?"

Everyone nodded affirmatively!

In the room, hearing the roar of the old man with the medal, the remaining two people looked unhappy.

"I'm leaving, whoever waits here stupidly is a fool."

The old man with the medal had had enough. He had been waiting here for most of the day, and his pants had smelled. Normally, he would have changed them and handed them to the servants at home. He had never suffered such a thing.

"I think we can go now."

The white-haired old man also said, "This kind of waiting is a waste of time."

"If the other party is sincere, they would have sent it long ago."

"Obviously, they regard the goodwill of the great United States as stinky dog ​​shit. I think we can propose a bill to the parliament tomorrow to increase the military budget."

"Agree."

The old man with the medal agreed immediately. If he could increase the budget, he would have an explanation, and he would be more wealthy.

Only the old man in the hat felt more uncomfortable than killing him when he heard that they wanted to take money from them.

They have money, but they have to see how to spend it.

If they can win and gain benefits, it would be best not to come.

But if it is like the battle more than ten years ago, spending so much and not winning, the result will be terrible.

Back then, they didn't make a penny, and they lost a lot, and in the end, it all benefited the island country.

After that incident, they have been recovering their strength.

And this war in Annan is another chance for them.

However, the investment this time is enough. If more investment is needed, the cost of this battle will be huge.

Just as the old man was thinking about how to communicate with Congress tomorrow, the other two had already walked out.

Seeing this, the old man looked at the time and had been working overtime for several hours. There was no reason for him to continue waiting.

So he followed the two out.

But just as he was about to get in the car and told the driver to start, an adjutant in the building behind him ran out quickly and stopped in front of the car.

The old man frowned and rolled down the window unhappily, "What's the matter?"

"Sir, the other party's receipt has arrived."

The young adjutant spoke quickly, and the old man almost couldn't breathe after hearing it.

I'm about to leave, and you actually sent a message at this time, what does it mean?

You just want me to work overtime.

'Damn bastard. '

He cursed in his heart, then got out of the car reluctantly and walked towards the office building.

"By the way, call those two bastards back, don't think about running away."

The young adjutant nodded, "We have arranged a car to notify them."

When the old man came to the office and picked up the receipt he had just received, he only took a look at it, and his anger rose.

"Asshole, you actually brought up the time difference, how shameless."

The young adjutant listened to it, feeling a little proud. He had mentioned it before, and now it has come true.

"Get out, you have nothing to do here."

The old man saw the young adjutant's expression and immediately guessed the other party's thoughts. He yelled in annoyance, and the adjutant quickly restrained his expression and turned away.

The old man took a deep breath, then sat aside, picked up the document and looked at it.

After a while, the other two walked in with gloomy faces, then came up to him, picked up the receipt and looked at it.

"Damn bastards, they dared to refuse? They are playing tricks on us, this is a naked provocation."

"They must pay the price!"

The old man with the medal pounded the table angrily, and the old man with white hair shouted, "They are talking nonsense with their eyes open, they are talking bullshit."

"Yes, it's still that kind of stinky shit raised by a bitch."

The old man with the medal cursed rudely, and the other two also cursed after hearing it.

The mouths of the three old men were more vicious than those of the complaining women at this moment, and they could say all kinds of dirty words, as if only in this way could they relax the anger in their hearts.

After a long time, the three of them gradually regained their composure.

Then the old man calmed down and said, "The other party obviously doesn't want to admit it. I think they are hiding something."

"It's very possible to hide the means of attack and the wreckage obtained."

"No matter which one, we have to figure it out."

After the white-headed old man finished speaking, the old man in the hat looked serious.

The former will threaten their aircraft and turn the aircraft that cost a lot of money into scrap metal.

The latter will leak their technology, improve the opponent's aircraft technology, and at the same time conduct reverse research to find the flaws of their aircraft, which will cause even greater losses.

No matter which one it is, it will threaten their interests, which is unacceptable to them.

"Immediately warn the other party that it is immoral to criticize their behavior. The other party must give a specific answer and explain the details of the matter."

"We need to know what happened and what the consequences were."

"And tell them not to neglect the friendship of the United States."

The white-headed old man nodded and then left.

Soon, another inquiry was sent out.

Forty-nine cities.

The thin old man got up and exercised for a while, then had breakfast with his eldest sister, then led Xingxing for a walk in the yard, and then returned to the office to prepare for work.

Tang Mingyue followed the old man's instructions and sent it to the communications office after dawn, and then sent the reply while stuck at work.

Then she waited here because she felt that the other party would definitely reply soon.

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Sure enough, after waiting for less than half an hour, I received the second letter from the other party.

Tang Mingyue took a look, and a sneer flashed across his face.

After taking the documents, Tang Mingyue returned to the West Garden and handed them to the thin old man.

"Haha, it's still the same as before."

"Threats, sophistry, troublemakers, nothing new."

"Ignore it."

After reading it, the old man threw it aside, then looked at the time, "At ten o'clock, send them a copy, the same one as before. Change the wording so that people don't think we are perfunctory."

Tang Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled, then nodded and left.

The old man continued to work.

Then, at about ten o'clock in the morning, Tang Mingyue sent the revised reply to someone.

On the other side, the white-headed old man had already drank five cups of bitter coffee, and he had waited since about seven o'clock in the evening until nine o'clock now.

If he waits any longer, his patience will run out.

Fortunately, at this time, the other party's reply came.

Before the young adjutant could say anything, the old man with the medal immediately stepped forward and grabbed the document. Then he glanced at it twice, slapped it on the table, and cursed, "Damn bastard, you have no sincerity at all."

After the remaining two people saw it, they were also very angry.

"Send another one and ask them about their sincerity."

The white-headed old man suddenly said, "As long as they admit that this incident was an accident, explain the specific circumstances, and return the wreckage of the plane, we can pretend that this incident did not happen."

The remaining two nodded.

But they didn't notice the change in their tone.

The original tough order, then the subsequent warning, turned out to be a disguised compromise.

The three of them didn't notice it, but the thin old man had already discovered the problem when he received the third inquiry.

The elder sister who was eating saw the old man smiling happily, and the old man said, "These guys are all paper tigers. I'm really right."

"Look, if we get tough, they will relent."

The eldest sister looked at the report and then put it back down, "They say a biting dog never barks. These guys are vicious, don't be fooled."

The thin old man nodded immediately, "As expected of female Zhuge, this reminder is timely."

The eldest sister shook her head angrily after hearing this, "You are getting better and better at talking."

"No, I will always say that."

"Haha, after all these years, I still don't know you?"

"Unjustly accused."

The old couple showed off their affection at the dinner table and didn't take the reply to heart at all.

After lunch was finished, the old man walked twice with his wife in the yard. After finishing his food, he returned to the study and found Tang Mingyue.

"Mingyue, this time we have changed our strategy. Since the other party said that we destroyed their plane, let them provide the specific departure time, entry time into our country, aircraft model, flight route, etc."

"We want detailed information to facilitate investigation."

Tang Mingyue smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll go right away."

After walking out of the yard, Tang Mingyue looked at her watch. It read: 1:30 in the afternoon.

At this time, the white-headed old man's eyes were bloodshot and he was yawning constantly.

It was already early in the morning. They had been busy all day and were very sleepy.

On the other side, the old man with the medal was already snoring. Fortunately, the facilities here are good. The adjutant found a few large beds for a few people to rest.

Just the thought that the other party hadn't sent a message yet made him angry.

Da da

The sound of footsteps was very harsh in the silent night. The old man sleeping next to him woke up immediately and looked at the door.

The next second, the young adjutant walked in and handed the reply he just received to the old man.

At some point, the old man with the medal also sat up from the bed, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the contents of the document.

"What?"

"You want a timetable? You want a road map. What do these damn bastards want to do?"

The old man with the medal immediately came to his senses. This thing must not be given, otherwise it will expose more secrets.

After hearing the words of the meritorious old man, both of them were in deep thought.

After a long time, the white-haired old man said, "We can't go on like this. The other party is obviously stalling for time."

"I suggest that we directly announce the situation and put pressure on them."

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, the old man with the medal immediately shook his head, "No, the honor of the United States soldiers cannot be desecrated."

"Desecrate? Bullshit, this is a fact."

The white-haired old man immediately fought back, the old man with the medal widened his eyes and clenched his fists, "It was just a mistake."

"You have to know that we still have thousands of soldiers in Nan'an. Do you want morale to collapse?"

"Bullshit."

The white-haired old man cursed, and then heard the sound of a cane hitting the ground from the side. The two stopped arguing and looked aside.

"There is no need to hide this matter."

"I will explain the situation to the top. We can't make the decision."

The old man in the hat said, then picked up the civilized cane and walked out.

After hearing this, the two people behind him stopped arguing and decided to wait until tomorrow to talk about everything.