Chapter 828: 828 five mature
Chapter 828 828 Five Matures
After learning that his men had made such a big fuss, Count Vidal, the head of the Intelligence Department of the Lions Empire, almost choked to death on a mouthful of water.
"Are you crazy? How dare you plan such a big action?" He asked the men following him as he got into the car.
"Sir...you said...at all costs." The subordinates were also aggrieved. They risked their lives for information, but in the end they couldn't even get a word of praise.
“That’s not what I said...that’s what I meant!” Count Vidal’s face turned red with anger, and he even felt dizzy.
While waiting for Count Vidal, Lions I finally learned roughly the whole story, but he really didn't expect that his intelligence personnel would be so bold and capable. into such a big thing.
At this time, he didn't even know whether he should cry or laugh: these subordinates were so incompetent when doing serious things, but in the end, they were really powerful and invincible when it came to poking fun.
After Count Vidal arrived at the palace, he reported the whole incident to His Majesty the Emperor. Only then did everyone realize why the Tang Dynasty had such a big reaction.
If that plane hits Tang's oil facilities, it is likely to cause huge damage. This was also the "only weakness" of Long Island, which almost allowed a spy from the Lions Empire to accomplish what the entire Anti-Tang Alliance fleet had not been able to do.
On the other hand, judging from the reaction of Tang State, there are indeed some secrets on Dragon Island that cannot be known to outsiders.
But now, it's too late to say anything - their intelligence mission failed and no valuable intelligence was obtained.
"What are you waiting for? Call that cruiser back immediately! Idiot! Are you afraid that others won't know that we did it?" Lions I still has some brains, but not much...
"You guys are really good! It only took one subtle trick to bring the relationship between us and the Tang Empire back to a year ago..." The foreign minister on the side was very angry. If he couldn't defeat Count Vidal, he would have thought I'm going to go up and give this **** intelligence agency leader a two-punch.
Lines I’s face paled when he heard this sentence: What a **** year ago. Wasn’t there a declaration of war between the two countries a year ago...
Before the destroyers from the Tang Dynasty arrived, the cruiser from the Lines Empire that was parked and waiting ran away without looking back. As if something was chasing it from behind, it actually reached a speed of 50 kilometers per hour.
On this side, Tang State’s intelligence department is still busy.
Two ships were cruising back and forth where the Type 3 trainer aircraft crashed, and divers jumped into the water from time to time. The most advanced diving equipment from Long Island has been transported, and there is a destroyer on guard duty in the distance.
In the pilot school, the review is still ongoing. All training courses for student pilots have been cancelled, and every trainer aircraft is strictly monitored and carefully inspected.
Of course there will be complaints about this kind of thing. Except for those who have evil intentions, the remaining students will definitely be very annoyed by this unreasonable disaster.
After all, they spent real money to learn to fly planes here, and many of them are still waiting to go back and join civil aviation to make money back earlier.
But now, let alone flight training, even normal basic cultural courses have been cancelled.
Everyone is under house arrest in the dormitory, and the meals they eat every day are delivered to each room by the school organization - as if everyone is a suspect and everyone is a spy.
“Let me tell you! You have to have proof for doing this to us, right?” Holding a lunch box with terrible food in his hand, a pilot student from Dahua shouted to a few soldiers who came to deliver the meal outside the door.
"Forget it! They are also acting under orders...it's useless to shout at them." A student from Dorne pretended to stop him and offered a few words of persuasion.
“You **** from Lanes! I don’t want to live anymore, so I’m dragging all of you along with me into misfortune!” Dahua’s students still refused to give up and cursed in annoyance.
“Who are you scolding?” The trainee from Lanes who had just been released was angry. When he heard the Dahua trainee’s scolding, he immediately ran away.
He had been studying hard, but he was implicated in James' matter and was taken away for interrogation for a whole day. When he came back, he heard someone criticizing Huai again, so he couldn't bear it anymore.
Soon, shouts came from this room, something like murder, help, etc. Then some soldiers rushed in and pinned everyone inside to the ground, giving each person two rifle butts...
Then everything quieted down, order was restored, the investigation continued, and the curses about the deception of the Lions Empire quietly continued in every dormitory.
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Throwing a pile of documents on the table, the intelligence officer who had just entered the door had not slept all night. He yawned and said, "This is the confession of the ground staff. Almost everyone confirmed that James did not bring any suspicious items when he got on the plane." Items. No matter how small the spy radio equipment is, it cannot be stuffed into a jacket pocket.”
The officer who had been waiting for the news held a cup of bitter strong tea and stared at the documents scattered on the table and asked: "Where are the parachute backpacks? Have they issued parachute bags?" The chief instructor of the teaching flight team in charge of training rubbed his hands. Rubbing his temples, he answered the question tiredly: "It is indeed issued. We found James' parachute bag. It was a damaged parachute bag that was punctured and there was only a rotten parachute inside."
He was originally the chief instructor of the Civil Aviation School, and he had always flown C-47. Over the years, because he had gotten a little older and had a family in Longdao, he was transferred from the army to the civil aviation side.
But who would have thought that even so, he would still be involved in a spy case. He had been busy for more than ten hours and had not had a chance to sleep for a while.
Without getting tired of it, the commander asked again: "Where is the salvage team?"
The liaison officer from the Navy shook his head. He had confirmed just ten minutes ago that there was no new progress: "We did not find any suspicious items, and there were not many wreckage fished out."
“Ask again!” the commander in charge ordered.
"Yes!" The naval liaison officer walked out, and soon he re-entered the room with a rear admiral who had just arrived.
The major general, who was tired from traveling, found a place to sit down after entering the door, and then said: "I was sent here by the Navy... I will report on the salvage progress of the Navy from now on."
The intelligence department officer headed by him nodded, and then asked the question he was most interested in: "Where is James himself?"
“Only part of the body was found.” The naval admiral placed the document package on the table and glanced at the ground crew interrogation report above before replying.
Obviously, this answer is deeply disturbing. Therefore, the officer from the intelligence department immediately asked: "Part of it? That means you can't determine where the rest is?"
The navy general smiled: "Yes, it is true that some of the bodies cannot be found... However, what we found is a medium-rare head. We have compared it with the photos and confirmed that it is James himself. What do you think of the rest? Is it possible for someone to give away our secrets?"
"Huh..." He let out a sigh of relief, and the officer from the intelligence department also smiled: "Okay! Ask the naval patrol force to continue salvaging, and don't let go of any clues!"
At least, part of the trouble before him was reduced - James was dead, very completely.
The general nodded: "Understood! The navy will continue to cooperate."
Chang'an, the headquarters of the Tang State's Security Bureau, Leo had not slept for more than ten hours. Although his old body no longer allows him to work so intensively, this incident did make the entire Tang State's intelligence department nervous.
Finally, he waited for the bartender who handled the incident. The tall figure opened the door, giving people a strong sense of oppression as soon as he entered.
But this sense of oppression is of little use to Leo. The bartender was a general he had taken under his command before joining Tang Mo, and the bartender has been working under him over the years.
Looking at the results brought back by the bartender, Leo narrowed his eyes: "Just in case, we have to ask the intelligence department over there to take action and investigate clearly."
Although from any aspect, this man named James did not pass on the information. Although he caused chaos, the losses were not as huge as imagined.
This made Leo and the bartender, as well as many intelligence officers of Tang State, breathe a sigh of relief. Although it was ugly, at least it did not make them too embarrassed.
"That's the truth. I have assigned a task and will closely monitor all the other party's movements. The staff has also given action suggestions." The bartender immediately replied.
"Oh? Tell me..." Leo looked at his subordinates.
The bartender immediately expressed the staff's judgment: "Closely monitor the progress of each country's battleship construction. If it is slowed down or revised, it means that the secrets in the military port have been leaked."
“At the same time, all shipyards are monitored. If any country starts to build similar warships, the same is true.” These small changes can indeed prove some problems from the side. Therefore, the bartender agreed with the staff's suggestion and was prepared to follow it.
He paused and then added the intelligence department's own deployment: "In addition, if we come into contact with the corresponding intelligence... our personnel will report it back immediately. Please rest assured... the confidentiality work of these countries is not as good as ours. "
"Monitor it closely...but don't let any more problems happen..." Leo said with emotion: "Write a report and I will bring it to Your Majesty during the afternoon meeting."
"Yes! I understand!" The bartender bowed slightly and then exited Leo's office.
(End of this chapter)