Chapter 46 Chapter 44 Brewing

Just after dawn, Ren somehow woke up, and the surroundings were quiet, much like his old hometown.He strained his ears to hear cars or other sounds, but there was still silence.A little reluctant to get up, because Katie slept with them.She is wearing pink pajamas, like a cute little angel.He couldn't help smiling, then got up and walked to the bathroom.The casual clothes were in the bathroom locker, and he put on the casual clothes and loafers, added a sweater, and walked out. The air was fresh outside, the sky was clear, and there was a thin mist hanging over the woods.Yes, Robert is right, it's a great place to relax.There are things he can get away from, which is exactly what he needs right now.

Good morning, sir.It's Captain Overton. Not a bad job, is it? The young officer nodded, we are in charge of security, and the navy is in charge of general affairs.This division of labor is fair, Mr. President.Here, Secret Service operatives can also sleep soundly, sir. Wren looked around. There were two armed Marines next to the house, and three more within fifty yards, and that was all he could see. What would you like to use, Mr. President? Let's have some coffee first. Please follow me, sir. stand at attention!A sailor yelled when Wren walked into the galley seconds later.

It doesn't have to be that formal.The president said to them, I think this is where the president goes on vacation, not your boot camp.He sat down at the sailors' table, and the coffee was brought up at once, surprisingly quickly. Good morning, Mr. President. Hi Andrea.When did it arrive? It's been about two hours, and I came by helicopter.she replied. Did you get some sleep? Four hours of sleep. Ren took a sip of his coffee. The navy's coffee is the navy's coffee after all.how? The investigation is still ongoing, and various units are working together.She handed over a folder, and Ryan always looked at the files before reading the morning paper.The county and Maryland State Police, the Secret Service, the FBI, the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Arms and all other intelligence agencies were involved in the investigation.They are investigating the identities of the terrorists, and have found the documents of two people, but their documents are forged, and they may have flowed from Europe.It's amazing how any smart criminal can get his hands on fake passports in Europe.He looked up.

What shall we do with those who sacrificed their lives? Andre sighed and shrugged again. They both had families. Let's make an arrangement. Should I meet their relatives at the same time or individually? It's up to you, sir.Price told him. No, see what's best for them.They are your men, Andrea, please help me with this matter.My daughter is alive thanks to them and I must give them back.The President said heavily, remembering why he came to this peaceful and safe place.Their families should be properly taken care of, including pensions, insurance money, etc.You draft it in detail first, and I'll take a look.

Yes, sir. Any important discoveries? No, judging by the teeth of the terrorists, it has been proven that they are not Americans.That's all I know for now. Ren flicked the document in his hand, and came to a preliminary conclusion in his mind: Eleven years? Yes, sir. So this operation was ordered by a certain country. Probably. Which country would do this?he asked.Price reminded himself that the president had worked in the CIA for a long time. At this time, Operator Laman came in and found a seat to sit down. He heard the conversation just now.He and Price looked at each other and nodded.

The phone on the wall rang.Captain Overton went over to pick up the microphone. Hey, he listened for a while, then turned around and said, Mr. President, he is the Deputy Director of Operations of the CIA. The president answered the phone. What's the matter, Mary Fu? Sir, we received a call from Moscow a few minutes ago, and our friend Glovoko asked if he could help us in any way?I suggest accepting his help. OK, what else? Benjaco wants to speak to you today, you have to answer the phone yourself.Fu Mary said. In an hour, I have to wake up first. OK sir Jack? Um? Thank God, Katie is safe and well, sounds like a conversation between parents, if there is a clue, we will do our best to investigate.

I know you are the best, Mary Fu heard from the phone, we are all fine now. great!Edward and I will stay with the bureau.She hangs up. how is he?Clark asked. It'll be all right, John. Chavez stroked the new beard that had grown overnight. They had spent the whole night researching all the information on terrorist organizations held by the CIA.We've got to find some clues, man, this is big business.When he is serious, he speaks without an accent. The bad thing is we don't have many clues, said Marie Fu, and we don't know anything. It's a pity that he didn't stay alive.Clark's words surprised the other two.

He probably didn't get a chance to handcuff the guy.Ding replied. yes.Clark picked up some crime scene photos, which the FBI sent over just after midnight.He had studied Middle Eastern affairs and had hoped to recognize a person or two from the photograph, but he could not. Another person may be able to find opportunities.John said. yes.Fu Mali nodded subconsciously.But soon everyone thought it was impossible. The problem wasn't how big the chances were, but the attitude of the desperate terrorists, all nine of whom had risked their lives. And the people who sent these terrorists are also worth considering.In short, the operation was extraordinary.Generally speaking, terrorists will always brag about what they have done after their actions, but the CIA and relevant departments have waited for fifteen hours, and still have not heard any news about the terrorists.If they haven't made it public by now, it means they don't want anyone to know about it.Of course this is just speculation.Although terrorists like to make their actions public, they don't want the police to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Anything else to discover?Clark asked, this is not an isolated incident, there must be other things going on. Maybe.Fu Mary said. If so, that's a big problem, Chavez said, and maybe that's why the Russians called us. Maybe it's so big that even if we figured it out it wouldn't help. That's a big deal indeed, Clark whispered, what could it be? Something that, once it happens, cannot be undone.Domingo took Clark's question and said. Saturday in spring is always a good day to do housework, but there is no movement for more than two hundred families.The gardens are there, no one is washing cars, no one is paying attention to the salesmen; and that's not counting the civil servants and news crews busy with the week's headlines.Most of the people with the flu were men, and thirty of them were resting in hotel rooms.A few people struggled to get to their merchandise show.They wiped their faces, blew their noses, and hoped the aspirin would help, but soon a few of them went back to their rooms to rest.None of the patients went to the hospital, because it is normal to get a cold at the turn of winter and spring, after all, they don't seem to be seriously ill.

The news coverage of the incident at the nursery school was predictable, with reporters snapping the shutter from fifty yards away, asking the same questions over and over, followed by similar answers from various experts.All reports point to the Middle East, but so far, various investigation units have kept silent on the case, only affirming the bravery of an FBI agent and the brave fighting of Katie's bodyguards.Words such as heroism, loyalty, and determination are frequently used in the report, making the ending quite dramatic. Bedian knew very well that something must have gone wrong in this operation, but he would not know what went wrong until his accomplice returned to Tehran from London.The President and his family are now on leave at Camp David, the TV reporter concluded, in an attempt to recover from the horrific event, which is

take a vacation?Da Yelan asked. This word has many meanings in English, the first meaning is to run away.Beide'an answered this way, he knew that the boss would like to hear it. If he thinks he can escape from my palm, he is wrong!he laughed sinisterly. Beidean was silent. He was watching TV, thinking about the problem, and quickly came to the conclusion that there was no risk at all.isn't it?Da Yelan has the ability to kill people at will, and she is already planning. The vehicle-mounted intelligence system makes it very difficult for the combat troops to fight the exercise, but it is not so vulnerable.Colonel Hamm and his Black Horse Cavalry regiment were victorious in this maneuver.If a year ago, they had always been invincible, but today they only have a narrow victory.Hamm sat in the Star Wars room and watched the exercise on the big screen. It was a thrill that they would win. If the Blue Army's tank company had been dispatched five minutes earlier, they would still have lost.Of course, if the Blues always win when they play the good guys, then the National Training Center won't be of much value. You did a good job, Hamm, and Colonel Ettington of the Carolina National Guard admitted as much, and he handed a cigar out of his pocket, but we'll show you tomorrow. In normal times, Hamm would have smiled and said: Yes.But the guy could win tomorrow and embarrass Hamm.Now he had to find a way to deal with the onboard intelligence system, something he had thought about and discussed with his combat officers.But so far, they only admit that the system is not a hack.Hamm understood that he had to fight for funds to equip the vehicle intelligence system.He went outside and lit a cigar in his hand.It's an honor to win this time.At this time, he saw the colonel of the National Guard coming out. As far as the National Guard is concerned, you are indeed very good.Ham also had to admit.He'd never said anything like that to a member of the National Guard, and he rarely said it to anyone else.Apart from one deployment error, the Blues' plan of action was flawless. Thank you, the in-vehicle intelligence system is really amazing, isn't it? So to speak. My men love the system, and many of them practice on the simulator when they have nothing to do.Alas, I'm surprised you beat us this time. Your reserves are too close.Hamm told him, you always think you can win with the vehicular intelligence system, but we can disrupt your position and fight back.This is not arrogance, and what Hamm said made the tank commander wake up. I will remember. They met in the parking lot in front of a convenience store that was selling out coffee and donuts. Hi John.Holtzman watched the murder scene across the street. Hello Bob.Planbo nodded.Many photojournalists still travel here to record this historic scene. You got up so early on Saturday, and so did those people on TV.What do you think, the Washington Post reporter asked with a friendly smile? Terrible indeed.Planbo has visited several times, is it related to the previous incident in Israel?These terrorist activities always seem to be related. Holtzman wasn't sure, and I thought so too, and I sent someone to the office to check. Terrorists make some great news, but we'd be happier without them. The murder scene remains the same, but the bodies have been transported away, and the relevant personnel are simulating the situation at that time. His name is Don.Russell?Plumbow asked. The oldest operator in the Secret Service.Holtzman replied in the affirmative. Unbelievable, Plumbo shook his head, he was like a hero in a movie.People don't use the word hero often, do they? How is Ryan doing?Plumbow asked again. There was only one press conference; it was written by Carly and published by Van Damme.Wren was right to take his family away.This happened and he needed a break, John. bob i seem to remember Yeah, I know, I was fooled that time.Elizabeth.Elliott told me about Lane when he was the deputy director of the CIA.He turned around and looked at his older colleagues. It was all lies. I apologized to Ren in private. Do you know the truth of the matter? have no idea.Planbo conceded. It was the Colombian incident, in which Wren was indeed involved.Several people died in that incident, including an Air Force sergeant. Wren had been taking care of his family and paid for all his children to go to college out of his own pocket. You never reported it!The TV reporter was a little dissatisfied. No, that family is not a public figure either.By the time I figured it out, the time for the news had passed and I just didn't feel the need to report it.The last sentence reveals the secret of their profession. It is these journalists who grasp the news and decide which news the audience has the right to know. Maybe you are wrong. Holtzman shrugged.Maybe, but I didn't know Ryan was going to be president.He did an admirable thing.There's something about Columbia that can't be revealed, John, and I think I know the whole story now, but I can't write it out, it's not good for the country, it's not good for anybody. What the hell did Ryan do, Bob? He prevented an international incident and got the perpetrators punished. What about General Carter?asked Plumber, still doubtful of Wren's abilities. He did commit suicide.Inspector O'Day, that's the FBI guy, right across the way? What does this have to do with him? He witnessed Carter committing suicide by jumping off a car. you sure? I am sure.Wren didn't know that I had looked into all the ins and outs and I had quite a few sources.Do you know what our president is like, John? What kind of person? He's an honest man, and I don't think he's ever done anything sneaky in his life. Still a naive and pure child!Plumber replied.This statement may be exaggerated, but it may also be somewhat true, and his conscience began to feel uneasy. Maybe he is.Didn't someone say that we are all wolves?That's not true, because our mission is to uncover dishonesty, but in the long run we've forgotten that some people in the government really are upright.He glanced at his colleagues again. Similarly, we always use the method of sowing dissension to get reports, and we also sink after a long time.Is it the same with us, John? I know what you're asking, and the answer is no. In an age of relatives everywhere, it's heartening to discover an absolute, Mr. Prombeau, even if it's the wrong thing.Holtzman added that the response was exactly what he had hoped for. Bob, you said it wonderfully, very well!True, but you can't convince me.The TV commentator forced a smile.Holzman's persuasive skill was so good that he had to admire it, and the words reminded him of an earlier era with which he was deeply attached. What if I could prove I was right? Why don't you write it out?Asked Plumber, there was no reporter who would not do so. I didn't report that, but I didn't say I didn't write it.Bob corrected him. Your editor-in-chief will tell you to walk because so what?Is there something you've never done? Planbo evaded: You said you had evidence. More on that later, but this cannot be reported. why should i trust you So why should I trust you, John?What is our premise?Regardless of the country and the people, as long as the report is published, what is our professional ethics and public responsibility?I didn't report it because the family lost their father and left a wife who was pregnant.The government can't admit this matter, so Ryan has to pay for it himself to solve the problem, he doesn't want people to know about it!Should I make this family public?John, that would hurt a family that can no longer afford to be hurt, and it would ruin the kids' schooling.We've got plenty of other things to cover, John.You have hurt an innocent person, your smiling friend has lied to the public and this is what we should be concerned about! Then why don't you expose his lies? Holtzman made Planbo wait a few seconds before answering, and I would like to leave it to you to dispel rumors, and here is why.Promise me, John. This is no small matter.For Prombaugh, it's a matter of his professional dignity.On the one hand, he was led by the nose by the younger reporter Donald; on the other hand, he was bought by Kirti to hurt an innocent person?He had to find out the truth, otherwise he might have spent a long time looking in the wrong direction. He picked up the mini recorder in Holtzman's hand and pressed the record button. i'm john.Planbo, it's 7:50 a.m. on a Saturday morning, and Holzman and I are across the street from Big Foot Nursery.We're leaving soon, and I promise absolute secrecy as to what we're about to investigate.This tape is my permanent testimony to my promise, John.planbo.And then added, NBC.He let go of the record button, then pressed it again, but if Bob broke his promise, all promises would be void. fair.Holtzman agreed, pulling out the tape and pocketing it.A promise has no legal force at all, but it's a man's promise!Both of them knew that even in the modern world, some things had to stick. The two walked to Bob's car, and Planbol gave him a pull. We'll be back in an hour. The Predator drone was circling at an altitude of less than 10,000 feet for reconnaissance.For convenience, intelligence officers at Stormpath and Palm Bowl organized the UIM armies into Corps I, II, and III.The drones are now spying on Corps I, which includes a reformed Iraqi armored division and a former Iranian unit formerly known as the Immortal Journey.The troops were still deployed in the traditional manner, with two regiments of each division in front and one regiment in the rear, serving as divisional reserves.The two divisions are side by side, the front is very narrow, each division is concentrated in a strip-shaped area of ​​only 30 kilometers, and the distance between divisions is only 5 kilometers. They are actively training.Targets and tanks can be spotted every few kilometers, and the tanks fire as soon as they spot a target.The unmanned reconnaissance drone could not judge the accuracy of the shooting, but whenever the sound of the chariot passing by was heard, the targets fell down one after another.Most of these tanks are Soviet models, among which the heavy tanks are T|22 and T|80 main combat tanks produced by Checheng Dachang Factory, while the infantry use Russian-made mechanized infantry combat vehicles.It is evident from the way the troops acted that the tactics they adopted were also those commonly used by the Soviet Army.The command of the detachment is very strict, and many troops move forward neatly, like harvesters in a wheat field, sweeping the passing area regularly. I have seen this kind of movie.Said the Master Chief of the Kuwait Electronic Reconnaissance Station. Yeah?Major Sabah asked. Russia Oh, the Soviet Union, they used to make these kind of movies, sir. what differences are there?The Master Chief, who is an intelligence expert, thought it was a good question. Not much difference, Major.He pointed to the bottom of the screen and saw that the formation of each company was very neat, and a certain distance was kept between the soldiers.The unmanned aircraft detected it just now, and their tactics were completely copied from books.Have you studied Soviet tactics, Major? I just realized it now.The Kuwaiti military officer confessed. Attack hard and fast, hit the enemy camp and catch them off guard; keep your troops under tight control.These are the formulas they follow. How are they currently training? Not bad, sir. Elliott was there to monitor Renn before.Holtzman pointed as he drove back to the convenience store. Does she still send someone to follow him now? She hated Ryan to the bone, it was purely a personal grievance, and she even said that she would hurt the Ryan family. Plumbow was not impressed. This was Washington. That's right, but private use of public equipment is a bit too much.Maybe this is Washington, but it's against the law.He stopped the car and opened the door to let Plumbow out. Entering the store, they saw that the owner was a small woman, and a group of Amerasians were putting the goods on the shelves. Hello.Carlo.Zimmer said.She knew Holtzman, he had come to buy bread and milk before, and sometimes came to look around, but she didn't know he was a reporter, but she recognized Plumbo, pointed to him and said: Are you The guy on the TV! Yes, it's me.he replied with a smile. At this time, the oldest boy came over, his name tag read Lawrence, and his expression was not very friendly.Do you need any help?He spoke pure American English, and there was some doubt in his bright eyes. I would like to chat with you if possible.Plumbow said politely. What are you talking about, sir? You know the president, don't you? The coffee machine is over there, sir, and the donuts are over there.The young man turned away.He must have inherited his tall stature from his father, thought Plumbow, who was well educated. etc!Planbo said. Lawrence turned around again, is something wrong?I'm still busy, sorry. Lawrence, be more polite! Mom, I told you what he did, remember?Lawrence looked at them accusingly, and Plumber was stabbed in a way he hadn't felt hurt in a long time. I'm sorry, said Planbo, I just wanted to talk to you, I didn't have a camera with me. Did you go to medical school, Lawrence?Holtzman asked. how do you know?who are you? Lawrence!His mother yelled. Wait a minute, Plumbo puts up his hands, I just want to talk to you, no cameras, no tape recorders, we don't record anything. Oh, is it?you promise? Lawrence! Mom, let me handle this!he yelled, but quickly apologized to her, sorry, Mom, but you don't know what they're up to. i just want to figure out I've seen what you've done, Mr. Plumber.Did no one tell you?You insulted the president, you insulted my father!Why don't you go away.Lawrence turned away again. I have no idea!John started to feel a little displeased, why don't you just tell me if I'm doing something wrong?I promise you I will not hurt you or your family.But please let me know if I'm doing something wrong. Why did you hurt Mr. Wren?Carlo asked, he is a good man, he takes care of our family, he Mom, please stop talking, these people don't care about this!Lawrence had to come back to deal with the matter. Lawrence, I'm Holtzman and I'm a reporter for The Washington Post.I've known about your family for years, but I never reported it because I didn't want to invade your privacy.I know President Wren is helping you, now I just want John to hear from you, we won't report it, if I wanted to do it, I would have done it long ago. why should i trust youLawrence asked, you are reporters.These words hurt Plumbow deeply, and made him feel uncomfortable all over.Journalists have been reduced to this point? You study medicine, don't you?Plumbow asked as calmly as possible. I was a sophomore at Georgetown, my brother was a senior at MIT, and a younger sister was just starting college. The tuition must be high, right?Running this little shop alone can't afford it, and I know that because I used to put my kids through college as well. We all work part-time in the store, like I help out here on weekends. You want to be a doctor, and that's an admirable profession, Plumbow said, and you learn from your mistakes, as do I, Lawrence. That's what you say, Mr. Promber, but a lot of people just say it. The President is helping you, isn't he? You say you don’t make records, is it because you can’t report at all? No, it's not like that, but I can assure you, I would never do that.If I break my promise, you can destroy my job.People in our line of business may shirk responsibility, says Plumbow, but it's important that we don't lie, isn't it? Lawrence looked at his mother.She couldn't speak English well enough to express her thoughts clearly, so she nodded to him. Mr. Wren was there when my father died, Lawrence said, and he assured my father that he would take good care of us.He did, and he and his friends from the CIA paid for our tuition and living expenses. Why don't you go to John.Hopkins University?Holtzman asked him. They accepted me, Lawrence's voice still tinged with hostility, but it's easier to get back and forth to my current school, and I can find time to take care of the storefront.Dr. Lane didn't know at first, but by the time she found out, my other sister was going to college this fall, and like me, she wanted to study medicine. but why?Plumber draws his tone. Because he was naturally helpful, and you slandered him. Lawrence! Plumbow was silent for about fifteen seconds, then turned to his mother behind the counter and said, "Mrs. Zimmer, I'm sorry to bother you, but what I just said will never get out, I promise!"He turned back and wished you good luck with your studies, Lawrence, and thank you for telling me these things, I won't bother you any more. The two reporters went out, toward Holtzman's car. why should i trust youYou are journalists.Perhaps it was the students who spoke more bluntly that hurt Plumbow all the more.He told himself that the reporters asked for it. What else do you know?Plumber asked. As far as I know, they don't know Buck.As for the cause of Zimmer's death, it is only known that he died in the line of duty.Apparently Carlo was pregnant with their youngest child when he died.But Elliot spread rumors everywhere, saying that Ryan was having a good time and that the child was his.I've fallen for her before. Prombeau sighed, yes, I was fooled too. So what are you going to do, John? He looked up at Holtzman, and I wanted to confirm something. The MIT kid was named Peter, and he was studying information science, and there was a girl named Alicia.And the girl who was just going to college I don't know her name, but I can look it up.I know that the time they bought the store was a joint venture between several people and the same time as the Columbia incident. Please give me one day, just one day!Planbo said. fair enough.The car drove on the Ridge Expressway, and neither of them spoke on the road.