The Goddess Shines on America

"The operation is over."

The flat-screen monitor is in front of you, and the huge English letters "Sound-Only" on it indicate that this is a network audio communication.

"The Iraqi army has occupied the Fao area and regained control here. Although they lost 17 oil wells, their own military losses were also minimized because of the dispersion of the enemy's forces."

"congratulations."

Looking at a screen with no real picture, it feels a bit silly, so Alice is talking to the other party casually while trimming her fingernails.

"So what about the combat level of my Blackwater mercenaries? How many stars did the Iraqi Army give?"

"Haha, of course it's full of five stars. They are all elite soldiers who have just retired, and they are all equipped with standard equipment. How can there be any reason not to kill them?"

The voice of the audio belongs to Dick Cheney, the new Secretary of Defense who just took office. Of course, the rapidly expanding network infrastructure will not forget this place.

Alice smiled and said, "That's good, other things don't matter. If my first business with Blackwater Security Company actually ends up with a rating below four stars, then I'll have to complain directly to the military."

"Then I guess, the generals will definitely not be willing to take the blame." Even if it's just a "black screen", Dick Cheney's sense of humor can be heard in his tone: "Also, Miss Alice, the information about the Bushehr Nuclear Power Plant , I really want to thank you, if you hadn’t introduced those two devices to us, this kind of combat concept would not have been realized at all. It’s amazing, Cisco.”

The topic suddenly took a 180-degree turn, and Alice knew he would do it. She glanced at the document faxed from North Carolina. More than a dozen sheets of typed paper were placed on the left hand side, recording in detail all the details of Blackwater's participation in this "Ramadan" operation.

"What needs to be thanked is Iran itself. Who told them not to fight their own battles, and suddenly went to war on the network infrastructure." Alice said very relaxedly: "It's also due to their lack of experience that they actually put the French The network in the Austrian area is connected to the entire domestic network, not only did not set up an internal network isolated from the outside world for the nuclear power plant, I even did not buy Cisco's firewall. Tsk tsk... really, really."

A few short sentences contain a huge amount of information. Fortunately, Alice is staying in her office now, and the entire building of the Exeter Computer Research Center can barely make up fifty employees. . If such words were accidentally leaked to the outside world, it would be enough to cause too much media sensation.

The importance of the situation forced even Dick Cheney, who is the Secretary of Defense, to remain silent for a while.

Today, four days have passed since the "Ramadan operation" launched by the Iraqi army against Iran.

This is a very fierce and decisive battle. The Fao area, which has been occupied by Iran for two years, is one of the most important territories in Iraq. Anyone who understands the Persian Gulf and oil understands the significance of thousands of oil wells. Now, after a whole day and night of fighting, the decadent Iranian army has become even more vulnerable, and the interests of the world have also been liberated from it.

At least the recovery of oil prices is enough for the oil tycoons to breathe a sigh of relief.

Of course, this battle is very important to everyone in the world, but even without the Blackwater Legion quietly intervening, the Iraqi army with tens of thousands of troops still has an amazing chance of winning. An operation that allows the US government to pay the price of 3,000 elite veterans, of course, cannot be just a pure aid operation.

"Iran's nuclear power plant~"

Alice tapped lightly on another computer on her left, and massive amounts of data were constantly flashing across it.

"It is obviously a war, and thanks to the Iranian government, the development of this project has not been forgotten. But Mr. Minister, this is really just a nuclear power plant under construction. Iran is far from producing highly enriched uranium. You guys Aren't you a little too anxious?"

This is indeed something that puzzles Alice. Although she is very smart, and although she has certainty about many future things, she is not omniscient after all. The Bushehr nuclear power plant in Iran was built in 1974 by Germany's Siemens. Later, under the opposition and pressure of the United States, Siemens stopped its cooperation with Iran, and the project was shelved for a long time.

As for the further future, this nuclear power plant has indeed become the focus of international public opinion again and again, but in this time period of 1988, it seems that there was not much stage for it, right?

"Because they have Soviet influence behind them,"

The answer came immediately, and Dick Cheney's voice was much more serious: "The Persian Gulf involves too many interests of the United States. If Iran is really allowed to build this nuclear power plant, whether it is a possible leak or enriched uranium refining, it is possible. Happened. Alice, you don't want Chernobyl to happen in the Persian Gulf either, do you?"

It is actually out of this perspective.

"The nuclear leak is really scary." Without thinking about it, Alice also knows how terrible the tragic disaster in April last year was. The super pollution that caused Belarus to lose 20% of its arable land is indeed enough to make the whole world suffer. Governments around the world are more cautious about the construction of nuclear power plants.

Then, the words of the Soviet Union can indeed be used as a factor of concern during the Cold War, but the reason why the United States still opposes Iran’s construction of nuclear power plants in the later stage...

"I see." Things in the 1990s are not things that can be said casually now, Alice wisely ended the topic: "In addition, Minister Chek, you seem to be very interested in the two devices I provided?"

"Oh, yes, Miss Alice, we are really interested." On the "Sound-Only" screen with a black screen, it seemed that Dick Cheney, the slightly bald man with glasses, seemed naive smile.

"Because you successfully miniaturized two very cutting-edge products," his voice showed his interest: "It's a good thing about that computer, Sony launched the first commercial notebook computer three years ago, It’s reasonable for you to launch another one after three years, especially because it’s so big.”

Alice laughed silently, and heard the other party say the next sentence.

"But that satellite signal transmitter...God forbid, Alice, you designed it yourself?"

Hearing this, Alice actually laughed aloud.

In fact, because she had expected that Dick Cheney would talk to her in person, it was impossible to just chat, so the transmitter of the same model had already been placed on the table, and it was placed in another corner of the long table.

This is an iron box with a length of less than one foot and a diameter of less than three centimeters. Visually, it looks more like a folded umbrella.

But no one will ever regard it as an ordinary iron box after understanding its performance.

"At that time, the Blackwater mercenary was still staying in the city hall building, and there was a two-story concrete structure above the fourth floor. At the same time, although the Pentagon had aimed the satellite at Fao Port, it was impossible to accurately To the extent that the signal transmission is directly transmitted into the window."

I just heard Dick Cheney say: "If the soldier is using a huge machine, I don't care at all. But Alice, you little guy is really miniaturized, a miniature machine that is fully worthy of battlefield use." The satellite signal transmitter, and the speed is so fast, five minutes, is it the limit?"

Listening casually to the other party's questions, Alice believed that if she hadn't been studying in the UK, they would have invited her to the Pentagon with a single phone call, almost.

"Wireless data transmission itself is not a very high-end technology, but it is very difficult to increase the rate. Of course, the application of military products to technology is at the forefront. Manufacturing regardless of cost, of course, the top performance can be matched. Down to the tiniest hardware size, Secretary Cheney, don't be too surprised."

"Very good, very good," Dick Cheney nodded affirmatively across the black screen with only two words: "What we need are military products. Weinberg really left me with an excellent resource, Alice, during the next tenure, I sincerely hope that the Pentagon will work more closely with you."

Alice can basically guess what is going on in the mind of the new Minister of Defense who just took office in March. Dick Cheney, the politician suddently who studied for a Ph.D. at the University of Wisconsin in 1968, has a close relationship with the Bush family. It is now the end of April 1988, and the new president has come to power, so for this new Minister of Defense at the same time, consolidating contacts is more important than anything else.

"About this signal transmitter..." Alice deliberately elongated her voice, and she didn't even forget to put the earphones closer to her lips. Through the monitor-grade earphones, she heard the change of Dick Cheney's panting more clearly.

"Of course Cisco can produce for the military, but this is only at the level of technical patents. Do you have any special needs for offline factories?"

It's good if you agree. Dick Cheney, who is far away in Washington, is also relieved to see that he can clear the checkpoint so easily. George Bush Sr. came to power. So far, many of his policies have a high degree of externality. Equipment such as individual satellite signal transmitters has naturally become the "achievement" he is very eager for.

"That's really great," the half-hour online audio conversation was coming to an end, he said to Alice with satisfaction and relief: "About the specific details of this transaction, we will send you a fax first, Alice, thank you very much."

Alice, who was sitting comfortably on the soft leather chair after clipping and cutting her fingernails, didn't raise her head: "Well, it's mutually beneficial."