~.-~ Chapter 679 A false alarm

"Since that's the case, why do you have to waste time here!" Mo Changxin stood up and shouted.

He is a bald old man, thin and tall, with a long white goatee. If you look closely, you will find that the man's mouth is completely covered by this big beard. If he doesn't speak, you can hardly feel the existence of his mouth.

Mo Changxin has been very quiet throughout the simulation operation, making people almost unable to feel his existence. At this moment, he is beginning to introduce himself: "I am a representative from the Space Insurance Association. The Space Insurance Association includes many companies to provide insurance services for your satellites." He explained to the crowd.

"Every time you lose a satellite, we will lose a lot of money. Why do we create such troubles that harm others and not benefit ourselves? Besides, how do we launch such an attack? If your people investigate, they will know that we are not experts in this field at all." Mo Changxin said with a stern face.

"I know, Representative Mo." Qiao Yingtang nodded and agreed, "But, give us some more time and we will get the truth as soon as possible." He clicked on a slide again.

"These data show that since the failure of my country's satellites, especially the "Shenmu" series of satellites, several giants in insurance companies have successively increased the insurance costs of commercial satellites within three weeks."

"Representative Mo, you only saw a few companies losing money in this satellite failure, but almost all insurance companies have increased their insurance amounts, so it seems that these companies are still profitable, and not all industries are being damaged."

Mo Changxin stroked his beard, twisted his two thick eyebrows together, and nodded slowly and said, "Continue, I'll listen carefully."

"Okay, let me ask you, if only one insurance company is the mastermind behind these satellite crashes, do you think this company will go bankrupt?" Qiao Yingtang asked.

"Not necessarily," Mo Changxin replied, "but you also know that I don't know much about industry," his voice was a bit exaggerated. "The only thing I need to consider is to do some proper protection in the right place."

"Please forgive me. As a veteran, I know nothing about business and finance. But Captain Qiao, what are you discussing?" Li Huaiyuan asked with a stern face. The endless reports and the losses in space have made Di Long uneasy, so his tone of speaking became very impatient.

"Maybe I can help, Colonel Li." Mo Changxin explained to Li Huaiyuan, "If you analyze the case proposed by Captain Qiao from my perspective, I think that for competitive reasons, an insurance company may indeed cause trouble for other companies' satellites, and may also intend to use this to attack competitors."

"But what Captain Joe didn't know is that this behavior doesn't make any sense. Yes, we need to compensate the companies that have been hit - maybe I shouldn't tell you that, but if that so-called mafia company is indeed part of the insurance industry, it's possible that the risk it takes is the lowest."

"But you don't know that if a company in the insurance industry encounters problems one after another and needs to pay huge insurance premiums, other companies will not be spared, and they also need to join forces to make up for the losses of this company. This is actually a way of self-protection in the industry."

He was a little embarrassed because he had just told his secret in the industry, "Our total circulation funds are fixed. If a company goes bankrupt, then our total assets will be reduced before other companies enter the insurance industry."

"But, who is the biggest beneficiary? Why do they attack these satellites?" Li Huaiyuan asked.

"We are puzzled by this problem," said Qiao Yingtang. "But now it is certain that even if there is such self-protection behavior, there is not enough funds to cover the losses caused by the continuous satellite crashes, right?"

Mo Changxin shook his head bitterly and said, "It's true that there is no. The purpose of our association is to reduce everyone's bankruptcy risks. Therefore, generally speaking, companies that insured these crashed satellites will receive part of the compensation from the insurance association to make up for their own losses. Other companies in the association can also help share part of the losses. Therefore, I'm sure no one can stay out of this situation."

Lian Yuntao listened carefully and did not make any comments on their speeches. However, a sudden flash of inspiration in his mind said, "Qiao Yingtang, I think the idea you just said is worth learning from - pay attention to the flow of money: where the money comes from and where it goes."

"You might as well go and talk to the FBI guys, especially to consult with senior crime experts. Oh, by the way, do you know who to look for?" Lian Yuntao couldn't help but smile when thinking about the possible situations that the FBI was going to cooperate with the CIA.

"Go to the task force to see if they know about these insurance companies. Following the flow of money, it will always guide us to find the bastards step by step. But remember to make sure anyone who can help us will be invited to this center."

Han Jianfeng also smiled. It seemed that the efforts he and the members of the team were about to be rewarded. It was only a matter of time to know the answer to the question.

July 14, 1947, Dushanbe, Tajikistan.

Domingo, a member of the Greater Russian Revival Society, drove a BMW car under Xinghua Society's automobile product, and suddenly he stepped on the brakes. The fat man jumped out of the car, ran to the door of an inconspicuous small house in three steps and two steps, and raised his hand and knocked heavily on the door.

The door opened soon, and Alexy poked his head out with his slutty hair: "Oh, it's Mr. Domingo, are you...what is it?"

"Alexi, go to the control room, something bad happened." Domingo said in a low voice, pushing his fellow Russian companion into the control room, then kicked it and closed the door.

Alexey was pushed and staggered. He widened his eyes and looked at Domingo. The cynical smile of the Colombian had disappeared. It seemed that the man standing in front of him was becoming very dangerous.

"The bad thing? What exactly is it? I'm not..." Alexey took a few steps back and stood in the empty living room and said in confusion.

Domingo spoke. Although he spoke very quickly, his pronunciation was very clear. It turned out that the image of the lazy Colombian young man disappeared.

"Listen, we have an undercover agent on the Tajikistan Ministry of Defense. He just called my hotel, and I was... He said that the Chinese have already set their sights on us, and they may be coming here! You should wake up Nadia and ask her to start the machine immediately and attack those targets we set in advance, immediately, immediately! Get it?!"

Domingo's face was only a few inches from Alexi, and Alexey could even smell the alcohol in his breath. The Colombian said, poking the scientist's chest hard with his fat fingers.

Alexey was nervously incontinent, so he could only nod in a choking and then turned around and ran towards the corridor. He was frightened and his legs began to lose control.

A few minutes later, they all stood next to the computer. Alexi's hands were flying constantly on the computer's keyboard, and Domingo stood aside and put his hands on the scientist's shoulders.

Nadia walked over gently in a fat sweatshirt and jeans, and she quickly knocked on the switch. Her eyes moved back and forth between the table in the binder on her left hand and the dashboard beside the wall of the small house.

"Okay, father. The system is running and the capacitors are starting to charge," she said.

Due to the shock just now, Alexi's head was still muddy. He was trying hard to understand the data on the LCD screen. He turned to Nadia and said, "Nadia, I need relevant materials for the radar." He said.

The girl was sitting next to the computer and flipping through files. She had entered South China University as an international student in Eastern Europe to study electronic computer technology. She was the most sophisticated computer genius among non-Chinese people.

Thanks to the young Tajikistan official who showed love to Nadia, she was able to access the AIA Air Force database through unofficial channels and obtain the original information of the Air Force's tracking satellite.

Just link this information to the data provided by the South China University's "Space Catalog", and you can use this joint database to locate any satellite you are interested in.

Some special satellite classification directories are not open resources in the database of South China University, and it is difficult for ordinary people to retrieve them, but once you search these classification directories with the AIA Air Force database, it will become easy to locate these special satellites.

Not only that, their orbital parameters are also a clue that can help Nadia analyze the respective missions of these satellites.

"Okay," Alexy breathed a long sigh, glanced at the automatic pistol under Domingo's wrinkled coat, and thought to himself: "Thank God, we can finally spend tonight safely." In fact, since the day before yesterday, Alexy and Nadia have discovered how difficult it is to issue instructions to other satellites through the intelligence satellite designated by Domingo's European "sponsor" without being discovered.

Fortunately, Nadia is very smart and has a strong technical level, so they can escape every time. A picture of an enlarged intelligence satellite is appearing on the screen in front of Alexey. Judging from the location of Dushanbe, the position of this satellite is not very ideal, but it is still within the range that can be attacked.

A small white box appeared next to the circular orbit of the satellite. Alexi clicked it with the left mouse button, and the small box immediately became smaller and began to move with the satellite's movement.

"Be ready for distance measurement," Alexey said.

Standing on the side, Nadia pressed a button, and the glass shed on the roof opened and extended outward for two or three meters. She looked at the strange, machine gun-like device slowly stretched out the window, then pressed the second button and fired a high-frequency laser.

Alexey prayed secretly, hoping that today would be a good weather. Because although it has been debugged so that this laser can cope with cloudy weather, the thick clouds will still consume some of the laser's energy.

He saw that the small box on his computer screen finally flashed and turned red. He then breathed out with relief and said, "Lock." The sound sounded soft. Hearing this strange tone, Nadia couldn't help but look at him worriedly, then turned the plastic switch upwards.

"Everything is ready, father." She said in Russian, trying her best to stay calm, and expecting this "great plan" in her heart, never fail.

"Speak Chinese! You can speak Chinese quickly!" Domingo shouted.

"Prepare - open fire!" Alexy screamed. Nadia pressed the button and then turned on another switch. But her eyes still did not leave the dashboard.

When she saw the pointer on the dashboard retreating, she let go of the spring switch and the pointer began to slowly rise. "The pulse disappeared, and now it starts to restart, everything is normal." She said simply.

Domingo's sudden attack made her very scared, and her heart beat even more violently, but she still tried not to show any fear, but suddenly coughed violently.

At the same time, the second laser beam was also emitted from the roof, ionizing a hole in the atmosphere lower than the ground. This laser beam slowly adjusts its direction of travel along with the set target, making it parallel to the first laser beam.

After one microsecond, the electromagnetic oscillation generated by this beam of laser will scatter, which will affect all the ionized air in the atmosphere. After entering the open space, the invisible wave vibration surface of the laser pulse will travel along the trajectory of the laser beam and move with the target.

Domingo is actually a lurking element of the Demon Legion who is stranded on Earth. This time, he came to Dushanbe to organize this secret operation mainly to attract Hualian's attention and delay time as much as possible so that the Legion can calmly organize its industries in Europe and the United States and avoid retaliatory blows from the Chinese.

As for Alexi and his daughter, they are just dispensable victims. Domingo did not even dare to tell these two people about their true identities. After all, the Europeans who sneaked into the Great Russian Revival Society have a very deep relationship with Germany and are multiple spies.

At a height of hundreds of kilometers away, about 32° above Dushanbe, one of the most secret satellites in China was hit by a beam of high-power electromagnetic pulses.

The sensors on the ground immediately recorded the information they detected: this was a nuclear explosion caused by electromagnetic pulses, causing the current to begin to "oscillate" significantly, and thus automatically turn on the self-protection mode of the circuit - this complex circuit is mainly made of countless tiny silicon particles and has been in service for four years.

Theoretically, the Jinrui-15 space station should be very safe, enough to deal with a nuclear attack, and will automatically re-operate later, continuing to provide high-definition digital images for the ground base.

But this time, for this satellite that is a bit "over-age", the hundreds of millions of cosmic rays and extremely cold temperatures in space are undoubtedly adding insult to injury, greatly affecting the spacecraft's bus and load integration circuit.

The current instantly exceeded the critical value, and then the entire system was paralyzed; the backup system could not provide power normally; another sensor tried to restart the satellite and restore some of its commonly used functions, but it failed. The satellite's super-large imaging lens was still facing the ground, but the circuit was completely damaged.

Within a few days, the satellite will become a pile of garbage that looks the same as before, but has been completely damaged. This "crashed copper and iron" worth hundreds of millions of yuan will drift slowly aimlessly in the dark space.

Thousands of miles from the dilapidated hut in Alexey, a computer in a secret satellite monitoring station recorded the information about the Jinrui-15 satellite crash and issued an alarm. A technician quickly ran to the computer when he heard the sound.

During the training, he had heard such alarm sounds, but he never expected that when he was thirty, he actually heard this sound with his own ears. After a while of contemplation, he grabbed the red telephone on the table and said, "This is the satellite detection center. I just received a high-level alarm."

"Repeat: the highest level of alarm. On the Tester satellite platform...yes, sir! There is an alarm for nuclear explosion."

However, nuclear explosion detection systems that rely on countless intermediate-orbit positioning systems to operate normally, as well as missile early warning systems on the earth, cannot determine whether a nuclear explosion really occurred in space.

A few minutes later, the data source of the Aviation Control Center confirmed the message by relying on a console installed in the mountainous community in Sichuan and checking some secret exchange signals.

The data ombudsman repeatedly checked the data several times before making a call to report the news to a member of a team of simulated combat experts, a superior who was far away on the other side of the southern island.

"The Aviation Control Center corrects the information: The satellite monitoring station has determined that the fault of the Jinrui-15 satellite and the Tester space station was caused by an electromagnetic pulse. It was an electromagnetic pulse, not a repetition, not a nuclear explosion."

"The source of the attack is still unclear, but we have accurately documented the possible attack areas. Now, other features of the 687 satellite platform are still under evaluation. Finished."

When this came, everyone in the control room was relieved. It was not a nuclear bomb that would be fine. They did not want the nuclear war to break out because of this misunderstanding. Everyone knew the tragic situation of the former capital of Japan, Tokyo, which is said to be unsuitable for human habitation within 20,000 years.

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