Tokisaki Kurumi's Journey to the Plane

Chapter 32 Saving Private Tony

“Every cause must have an effect.”

Perhaps to the top reincarnators, this sentence could be heard as a joke. But to Kurumi...she almost hit her own feet with a rock.

It was night, the temperature in the desert dropped, and even the fire element was no longer full. A spiritual power came out of the body again, looking for Tony.

Days like this seem to have been integrated into Kuang San's life. Only by squandering her mental energy can she sleep well.

The terrain of the desert is changeable, and as usual, I just want to sleep after not having much to gain.

One sheep...two sheep...pleasant goat...

"Ugh~" Kuang San wailed. For some unknown reason, with her state of mind, she couldn't stay here for half a month?

"Red Queen, are you there?"

"Yes, Master."

"When will the military find that Stark guy?"

"It depends on those capitalists."

Kuang San's eyes narrowed slightly, "How do you say that?"

The Red Queen said matter-of-factly: "Although the directors of Stark Industries are working hard, more people don't seem to want to see Stark come back."

"Even General Brooks' request to mobilize military satellites was rejected."

Kuang Sanban lay on the bed, "They are really brave."

"Hee hee, that's how American society is. Capital comes first. Only those who have interests have some lunatics trying to get in."

The good-looking willow eyebrows were raised upward, "You have been investing in Stark Industries stocks recently, right? According to the original process, how is Stark's Iron Man?"

"The design drawings have been memorized in his mind. If there is the assistance of cutting-edge instruments, 'Mark' will appear earlier. As for stocks...hehehehe, who told Umbrella to need money?"

Kuang San rolled his eyes, "I don't want to stay here anymore, do you understand what I mean?"

"Of course, as you wish."

The Red Queen's voice suddenly became robotic, "Start fighting for the military satellite code-named 'Moon Eye'. The estimated time is...five seconds."

Far across the ocean, in a central control center somewhere in the Pentagon, many characters of unknown meaning suddenly flashed on the screen.

The technicians began to operate in a hurry. As time passed, everyone's faces became paler and whiter, and cold sweat continued to drip.

No matter how much code was flying around the computer, they had no idea what to do.

Mattis quickly came indoors with dark circles under his eyes. The codes constantly scrolling on the central screen gave him a headache.

"What are you still doing? Are you being attacked by hackers and don't know how to fight back?"

Mattis's angry roar sounded, but no one dared to refute it, because he is the current Secretary of Defense and has amazing power.

Sitting in front of the computer, their minds went blank. They didn't even know how the other party attacked. They could only mechanically tap the keyboard and constantly experiment with plans.

And Mattis's voice kept ringing, "Check for me, find out his address! I want to see who has such courage!"

Their fingers kept tapping on the keyboard, but the employees felt miserable. They didn't dare to say how awesome their abilities were, but with the help of cutting-edge technology, even the world's famous hacker organizations did not dare to confront them head-on.

Suddenly, white light shone on everyone's faces, and the staff who were typing on the keyboard became happy. In any case, the control was temporarily taken back by them.

Matisse had a gloomy look on his face, "How is it? Have you found their address?"

"Reporting to the commander, we are making inquiries and have already locked the intercontinental."

"Where?" There was murderous intent in Matisse's voice. His blood sugar was slightly low, so you can imagine how he felt after being woken up in the middle of the night.

"In...in Antarctica..."

"what?"

"No, no...in...at the North Pole!"

"No, it's at the equator!"

Matisse had a gloomy face and folded his hands in front of him. Even if he was not proficient in computers, he knew that the other party was playing tricks on them.

"You idiots! Why does the country support you?! Check it out for me! Find out their address for me! Labor and management are going to use missiles to blow up their base!"

Although this sentence is full of anger, those who are familiar with Matisse will definitely know that it is a "joke". He is often irritated, but he can remain rational. This kind of character is also considered strange.

On the large central screen, the world map is constantly marked with locations, which means that the hackers' "addresses" are constantly being "found" by them.

Mattis's eyes narrowed slightly. This is no longer a provocation, this is an insult! This is trampling on the dignity of a country!

Rubbing his temples and finding a place to sit down, Mattis was already thinking about how he should explain to the president tomorrow?

Could it be that in order to show off their skills, a hacker casually broke into the Pentagon's network firewall and then left in a swagger?

The position on the big screen kept changing. Matisse folded his hands in front of his chest, his eyes flashing coldly.

"Where is it this time?"

The person in charge was sweating profusely, "Minister, this time we are actually on the Ford aircraft carrier fleet."

"What about this time?"

"At the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean."

"At...the Pentagon."

"In...the White...White House."

"boom!"

Matisse slapped his palm on the table, and the coffee that had just been delivered was knocked to the ground.

The voice kept rising, "That guy just keeps teasing us here?!"

"Ignore him for now, query our system, and cut off the network directly if necessary."

"Including regional networks?" The person in charge was a little unsure.

Mattis gave him a cold look, "Including regional networks."

"Yes! Sir!" The person in charge suddenly shivered and even saluted Mattis with a military salute!

At this moment, a young man in his early twenties on the left raised his head with a pale face and said, "Report... report."

Most people's eyes were focused on him, which made him feel even more nervous, "Our 'moon eye' disappeared...disappeared..."

Goosebumps appeared on the person in charge's back, and even Matisse no longer showed any expression on his face.

Anyone who knows him well knows that Mattis is really angry this time.

Without him needing to say anything, the person in charge hurriedly shouted, "Look! Find it for me! If you can't find it, you can't find the 'Moon Eye', and none of you will be able to get off work!"

No one said anything in the central control room, only the sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard kept ringing, and the position on the big screen kept changing...

No one has found the 'Moon Eye', not even a trace. It seems to have simply disappeared, as if it does not exist in this world.

Even if other satellites were mobilized for close-Earth observation, nothing was found.

Everyone knows that something is serious. A military satellite disappeared for no reason. Is it a joke played by aliens on the earth?

Whether it's a hacker or an alien, Mattis thinks it's better to let the president know about it as soon as possible.

"Sir...sir! 'Moon Eye' is back again!"

"came back?!"

What a ghost!

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