"The Conscientious Patriot"

"Shameless Traitor of Intelligence Agency"

"ONI conceals the truth about pollution"

The explosion of Oahu is not a real explosion, but it is almost the same.

All media have agreed, and the front page headlines revealed the news that ONI created German spies to poison and killed innocent engineers, and accompanied them with several photos of the river being polluted.

Although the picture is not very clear, the reporter squatting by the river wearing a mask and holding the sludge is enough to illustrate the severity of pollution, and the charm of journalism is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

In an office at the Pacific Fleet Command, Commander Recharson smashed several newspapers into Nassan Harr's face. The U.S. Admiral who participated in the Battle of the Philippines and the last European war was extremely angry at the moment.

"Damn it, is this your masterpiece? Murdering American citizens and shirking responsibility?"

Since the Pacific Fleet Command moved from San Diego to Oahu, Recharson has been opposing Washington because frontier defenses are neither practical nor useful, and the Pacific Fleet will become the first target after the war with Japan.

But Washington's bureaucrats ignored his suggestions. Now that something like this happened again, he felt that it was only a matter of time before he was dismissed.

But before being kicked back to the country, he will definitely send Nasan Harr, the bastard, to Alaska, and he swears!

Nasan Har had long lost the leisure and satisfaction when he woke up, and looked puzzled and panicked. Why did this happen? Who revealed the news to the media?

In a panic, he stuttered and suggested that he could ask the experts from the Public Building Administration who were responsible for building and maintaining the federal office and reviewing and approving the building application to go to Hongshan Oil Depot for inspection and announce the inspection results to the public.

Whatever the real result is, experts must be asked to assure residents that the disclosure has nothing to do with the military, and delaying things and time will dilute everything.

After hearing this, Richardson thought about it with his pipe in his mouth, but he didn't agree, nor did he disagree. He pointed to the direction of the door and told Hal to get out.

Nasan Harr cursed and turned away. He knew that he had become a scapegoat now and that even if the plan was successful, it would not be credited. If the plan failed, Richardson would definitely hand him over to calm the anger of Washington and residents.

For his own future and life, he immediately called his subordinates after leaving the headquarters and drove to the dispatching agency of the Public Building Administration on Oahu, blocking its person in charge.

For the sake of the pistol, the other party "pleasantly" agreed to send someone to investigate immediately, and patted his chest to ensure that the experts would act according to ONI's requirements.

The conversation ended happily. With the gift from the head of the Public Building Administration, Hal left with a few construction experts with confusing faces. He had no time to waste now.

When they arrived at Hongshan Oil Depot, Hal was surprised to find that there were many residents. The reporter was blocking the door. Thanks to the help of the sentry, the convoy could enter.

The head of the oil depot who received the news had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Hal, he saw anger and wanted to have a Western duel on the spot. It was originally not a big deal, but ONI became more complicated after participating.

"Hey, Mr. Major, why are you here again? Who are these guys?"

The head of the oil depot looked at the stupid experts and asked Hal loudly, constantly touching the revolver hanging around his waist with his right hand.

Nasan Harr introduced the identity of the expert expressionlessly and promised again that this was the last time. This is the truth. If the matter cannot be solved, he really won't have the chance to come here again.

He whispered FU┴CK. The person in charge of the oil depot led everyone into the oil depot and called the subordinates in charge of the construction to cooperate with the experts' inspection, and did not dare to slackew.

The military and the Construction Administration conducted a careful investigation on the height, width, cement layer thickness, level, soil quality, rock quality, distance from the groundwater system, overlying soil layer, design and actual gaps of each part of the oil depot.

According to the survey, the experts got a result, that is, there is a risk of leakage in the Hongshan oil tank, and the time may be now, tomorrow, or a hundred years later.

Nasan Harr was not interested in this meaningless result. He pulled out his gun and placed it on the head of the leader of the Construction Administration, asking the other party to sign a document proving that there is no safety hazard in the oil depot.

"Mr. Sius, if you and your family don't want an accident, follow my arrangement."

Seeing this, all the military personnel at the scene turned their heads and pretended not to see this scene. The rest of the people from the Construction Administration also lowered their heads and didn't know what they were thinking.

At this time, it was less than 10 years since the pension march. The old American soldiers who died under their own guns were still in their blood. The military could even attack their own people, let alone civilians.

Sius was in a dilemma, on the one hand, there was professional ethics and conscience, and on the other hand, he was the safety of himself and his family. But at the moment when Hal was about to pull the hammer, he made a choice.

“OK.”

As he said that, he picked up a pen and wrote his name at the end of the document, and then signed a confidentiality agreement to ensure that he would not disclose what happened today to the outside world.

Everyone was relieved, and Sius' colleagues signed one by one, even if only a few consciences were left torture them.

“Good~”

Nasan Har smiled with satisfaction. He took the documents and looked carefully. He waved his hand and asked his subordinates to send Sius and others away. After getting what he wanted, the other party lost value for use.

Obtaining the document is just the beginning. Next, Hal went to many newspapers to chat with the editors and successfully obtained the "understanding and support" of these people. After all, the pen is not as good as a gun. After all, no one lives in the air.

So, the residents of Oahu saw an extremely ridiculous scene in a civilized society. No matter how they resisted the dispute, the military and the government only gave an explanation, and then ignored it like deaf and mute.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The media that was extremely active in the past will be like an ostrich huddled in the sand. The newspapers are filled with irrelevant information, and they seem to have completely forgotten the pollution that is happening.

The persimmons are soft, and the residents cannot deal with the military, the government, or the journalists. Can't deal with the number of experts? The few people led by Sius have become targets and have endured all the infamous.

"Barewell! Come out! Come out!"

"I'm going to crush your head!"

Listening to the scolding outside the house, Sius and his wife and children hid in the room and shivered. The call from the police was like a rock sinking to the sea and received no response.

Fortunately, as time passed, the angry residents slowly dispersed, leaving only a mess.

Looking at the garbage lawn outside the window, Heaus was crying without tears. For a moment, he really wanted to rush out and tell everyone the truth, but the cold pistol kept popping up in his mind. He had no choice but to silently spit out the bitter fruit and exchange his reputation for the safety of his family.

As night fell, Seus carefully walked out of the room to clean up the garbage, comforted his family, then opened the door of the study, preparing to finish the work at hand, and then find a way to leave Hawaii.

With a tired look on his face, he turned on the desk lamp, took out the pen and spread the document, and just wrote a few letters, he heard a sound coming from the dark corner.

"Hello, Mr. Sius."

Seus stood up suddenly with his hand in the desk, and the chair behind him fell on the thick carpet, making a muffled sound.

"Dear, what's wrong?"

Outside the door, Sius's wife asked when she heard the voice. Sius's expression became nervous and her right hand slowly touched the drawer.

"Mr. Sius, are you looking for this?"

The uninvited guest spoke again, threw a Browning pistol on the ground in his hand, and said lightly in English that could not be heard.

"Give you a piece of advice and never put your family in danger."

Sius's expression kept changing, and finally he shouted at his wife that it didn't matter, and gave up calling for help and resist. As the other party said, he could not involve his family.

"Very good, we have a good start, don't we?"

The visitor chuckled and praised, his body hidden in the shadow sat upright on the sofa, holding an invisible pistol in his hand. After Sius returned to calm, the other party expressed the purpose of the trip.

"I need all the data from Hongshan Oil Depot, which is not a difficult task for someone who graduated from Princeton University's architecture department with the first place and has just been to the oil depot, right?"

When Seus heard this, he suddenly realized it and at the same time he felt relieved.

If it were a few days ago, as a patriot, he would never have told the other party about the Hongshan Oil Depot. But now, thinking of ONI's threat and humiliation, the resentment from the bottom of his heart drove him to say what he knew.

In fact, it is not as difficult and complex as imagined to overturn a person's cognition or a regime.

The first step is to undermine people's trust in the media.

So they began to doubt the essence of the truth, even if the "truth" was a carefully fabricated lie.

The second step is to divide social factions.

When everyone no longer regards the other person as human beings, authority, law, and morality are no longer obstacles to action.

The third step is to marginalize experts.

If people start to distrust experts and scholars, they become easy to manipulate.

Doesn't it look familiar?

The younger generations of ONI have overthrew countless hostile countries with their three ambitions. Zuo Chong is now learning and applying it to help Americans prepare in advance.

He and Xius said one and the other recorded one, completely unveiling the mystery of the Hongshan Oil Depot.

Sius even took the initiative to provide the weak position of the oil depot, and as a construction expert, he estimated how much explosives needed to explode the covered soil layer above the oil depot. The amount was accurate to gram, and he was worthy of being a top student in Princeton.

Faced with such a goal of cooperation, Zuo Chong wrote the last line of words and threw the record to the other party for signature, secretly thanking ONI for her "paying".

If it weren't for ONI's magical operation, he used the people to put pressure on the US military, and his plan to get information from troubled waters would not be so smooth. ONI's commander was such a good person.

Under the pressure of the top leaders of the Pacific Fleet, citizens and the media, this opponent's tricks were stacked up, almost following his "command" and no accidents were made.

What a pity, if the timing wasn't right, Zuo Chong really wanted to invite the other party to have a good drink.

On the other hand, Sius signed his name on the confession without hesitation, followed the orders of the person, closed his eyes, and placed his hands on the table to count down thirty numbers.

When he opened his eyes again, there were no figures on the sofa, only the curtains fluttered in the wind, as if he had just had a dream.

Sius collapsed on the chair and was stunned for a while and went out to call his wife to pack her luggage. There were few local job opportunities, but the Philippines was lacking experienced architects, and they could go there to start a new life.

More than once in the newspaper, Governor MacArthur's Krabi Fortress was very solid and had to be attacked with one million people for a hundred years before it could be possible to break through.
Chapter completed!