Business at the coffee shop was deserted, but Palmer still picked the corner table and ordered two cups of Blue Mountain coffee......

As the Lincoln sedan pulled up on the side of the street outside the store, Palmer straightened his tie and calmed his excitement. The CIA's deputy director of operations decided to take action and use the "weapon" in his hand to tame the unruly U.S. Senator of New York, turning Miles into a stepping stone in his path.

Miles walked into the coffee shop, surrounded by bodyguards, and Palmer adjusted his breath.

In his eyes, Miles is not a high-ranking political star with the nickname "Lion of the Democratic Party", but a docile kitten.

"I said we should see each other less."

"Your Excellency, I invite you to coffee today." Palmer was both excited and a little carried away. After Miles sat down across from him, he said, "Although this shop doesn't sell authentic Blue Mountain coffee, which is not to your taste, I promise that Your Excellency will like it." ”

With that, Palmer also made a gesture of please.

After picking up the coffee cup, Miles looked at Palmel suspiciously. The unusual behavior of the deputy director for operations both disgusted the senator and aroused his vigilance.

"It seems that Your Excellency's time is very valuable. If it's not convenient, we can find another time, anyway, I'm not in a hurry. ”

"Palmer, what the hell are you looking for me?" Miles put down his coffee cup. It really doesn't taste very good, not even as good as instant coffee.

Palmer shook his head with a smile and glanced at the bodyguard behind Miles.

"You all go out. I would like to speak separately with Mr. Palmer. ”

The two bodyguards glared at Palmer in oblivion. Reluctantly, he left the coffee shop.

"It's just the two of us now." Miles pulled out his cigar. "Just say what you want."

Palmer pulls out an audio jammer. After launching, it was placed on the desktop. Miles frowned slightly. Quietly lit the cigar.

"The day of the war between India and Pakistan. The Indian nuclear submarine Fighter was sunk in the Bay of Bengal. Do you know? ”

Miles hesitated slightly. Then he nodded. India has not released information about the sinking of the nuclear submarine "Fighter". There are no reports from the outside world. But for "insiders" like Myers. It's not news. It's not a secret.

"Also, two Indian aircraft carriers were also sunk by submarines."

Miles nodded again. This is publicly reported news and there are no secrets to speak of.

"We all know that this is certainly not Pakistan's doing." Palmer paused slightly, "When the Indian aircraft carrier was attacked, one of our submarines was nearby, and a special noise was recorded. I have every reason to believe that it was a submarine that sank the Destroyer and the two aircraft carriers, and it was a Chinese submarine. ”

"China?" Miles wasn't surprised.

"An all-electric submarine." Palmer smiled coldly, "Wesley is in charge of the investigation, and Wesley is directly responsible to the president. ”

Miles' brow jumped a few times, and he had a not-so-good premonition.

"We all know that China has the world's most advanced technology for composite batteries and superconducting motors. Needless to say, the low-end models are put on the civilian market, and the most advanced composite batteries and superconducting motors will be used first in the military field, such as in the construction of submarines. ”

"Wesley looking for evidence?"

"It's not just evidence." Palmer had been watching Miles' expression change.

"What do you mean?" Miles' face suddenly darkened.

"Do you know what Wesley sent Beckett to India for?"

Miles was secretly startled and immediately looked at Palmer.

"Composite batteries and superconducting motors can be used not only in cars and submarines." "Wesley believes that there is similar equipment on Chinese fighter jets. ”

Miles nodded, indicating that he understood what Palmer meant. "China won't easily let military-grade composite batteries and superconducting motors fall into Beckett's hands, right?"

"It is true that China sent special forces to blow up the wreckage of the fighter jet that fell on Indian territory."

Miles' brow jumped a few times, the situation was indeed not good.

"The first few times, Beckett was half a beat slower. It's just that in the battle that just ended, the Chinese special forces were busy rescuing the pilots and failed to blow up the wreckage of all the J-10 fighters, and at least one J-10 fighter that fell on Indian territory was found by Major Beckett. ”

"That is to say......"

"That is, Major Beckett will bring back to the United States in twenty hours a military-grade composite battery and a superconducting motor." Palmer smiled coldly and added, "If Wesley's judgment is correct, military products have an open architecture, which can not only be imitated by reverse engineering, but also can be analyzed structurally. ”

Miles' right hand holding the cigar trembled slightly.

"You don't need me to warn you of what's going to happen next, do you?"

Glancing at a smug Palmer, Miles picked up his cigar and took a deep breath.

Composite batteries and superconducting motors have not only changed the world, but also affected everyone's life. In order to monopolize the market and protect cutting-edge technology, the composite battery and superconducting motor put into the civilian market by "Longxiang New Energy Company" adopt a very advanced closed architecture, and the first release of the 16k novel wàp. text version can not only be imitated by reverse engineering, but also unable to figure out the internal structure. After disassembly, both will be damaged. Even if it is scanned with X-ray machines, ultrasonic instruments and other equipment, it will cause the internal structure to be damaged and become a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.

It would be great news for the United States if Beckett found a military model with an open architecture.

However, for Miles, it was the worst news.

Japeel will certainly use this to blackmail the arms conglomerates, the energy conglomerates, and even all the interest groups in the United States, so that the presidential candidate he supports will be in the White House in two years' time. The political forces represented by Myers will be abandoned by major interest groups, and senators will lose the opportunity to win the presidency.

"Palmer, I have not been mistaken about you." Miles quickly calmed down, "This piece of information is really important, I'll treat you to coffee when I have time." ”

As Miles got up, Palmer said, "Your Excellency, don't you think it's too hasty to leave now?" ”

Miles hesitated for a moment, then sat down again.

Wesley had long suspected that someone inside the C.I.A. had leaked information, so he personally arranged for the delivery. If I'm not mistaken, you shouldn't know the shipping route, right? ”

Miles immediately guessed what Palmer was thinking. "I promised you two years from now, you'll be the CIA director. The premise is that you have to help me get into the White House. ”

"I trust your credibility. It's just ......," Palmer smiled faintly, "I don't think the chips Your Excellency has now are enough for me to make a decision." ”

"Really?" Miles laughed too, "What kind of chips do you need?" Money? Make an offer. ”

"Your Excellency, do you think I really need money?" Palmer shook his head, "Aside from the aforementioned ones, I'm going into the decision-making circle. ”

Miles' brow jumped a few times.

"Of course, you can also refuse my request." Palmer glanced at his watch, "But I believe that it is impossible for Your Excellency to get accurate information and act within twenty hours through other channels. ”

"That's right, I need your intelligence. We have been underestimating your value and should have invited you to be a member of the decision-making group. Miles no longer hesitated, "At two o'clock in the afternoon, at Gridnecke Manor on Long Island, I personally invite you to join the decision-making group. ”

"Two o'clock in the afternoon?"

"Yes, we don't like latecomers."

Palmer smiled and nodded, placing an electronic memory on the table. "Everything you need is in there, and it's too late to make a move. I'll be there on time and I'll prepare a great meet-and-greet gift. ”

"That's great, I'm sure everyone will welcome a new member with great strength."

Palmer left two bills behind and left the coffee shop, and Miles didn't rush out with him.

After the deputy director of operations of the CIA was far away, the senator picked up the electronic storage and got up to leave the coffee shop.

Once in the car, Miles took out his PDA and read out the information in the electronic memory.

After reading it, the senator sighed. After pondering for a while, he said to the bodyguard next to him: "Logan, you immediately take a team of people and take my private jet to India." In any case, Beckett could not be allowed to bring the goods back. It would be great if you could get your hands on it. ”

"Don't worry, I won't let you down." The bodyguard, who was as strong as a cow, smiled coldly, and there was a hint of murder in his eyes.

On the other side of the globe, Major Beckett walked out of the tent where the wounded were housed, his right eyelid jumped several times.

When encountering those Chinese ** people, Beckett knew that they had encountered Chinese special forces. In order to prevent the Chinese special forces from blowing up the key equipment on the J-10 fighter jet, Beckett deliberately bluffed and sent people to pursue him. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the major personally led a dozen members of the team to remove the equipment from the wreckage of the fighter plane and transport it back to the Indian military camp north of Hohiapur. After learning that the Chinese special forces had killed two members of the team and wounded one of them with a mine, Major Beckett immediately ordered the remaining team members to stop the pursuit and sent a helicopter to pick them up.

Glancing at the sky, Major Principal Beckett let out a sigh.

If it weren't for secrecy, the major would have wanted to leave India immediately. China must have known that the wreckage of one J-10 fighter had not been blown up, and it would soon find out that a critical piece of equipment had fallen into the hands of the enemy, and then take action.

During the day, the thousands of Indian officers and soldiers stationed in the outlying camps were enough to deter any special forces.

It's hard to say at night, and Beckett doesn't want to fight the Chinese special forces unless it's a last resort.

After inspecting the strange equipment in the adjacent barracks, Major Beckett patrolled the entire camp, adjusted the defensive arrangements, and arranged for night patrols. In the afternoon, he cheered up all the team members.

After dinner, Major Beckett changed into a field uniform and took an assault rifle on his shoulder.

This night will certainly not be peaceful.

Damn it*

On the shelves on October 1st, I hope for an October monthly pass, and I beg for a recommended collection!.