The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 787 NASA is fully responsible, but the University of Tokyo is still pretty good

Liu Haizhong was holding a newspaper, and his expression had never been so excited and angry.

Li Aiguo took the newspaper and took a look at it.

The news published in the newspaper was about the destruction of U2.

The title is "Celebrate the great victory of shooting down the U2 plane! Crush the imperialist attempt!"

Report introduction: An enemy U-2 high-altitude reconnaissance plane harassed the sky over the southeast region one afternoon and was shot down by us.
The newspaper was accompanied by a large photo.

The photo shows a pilot wearing an enemy pilot's uniform standing in front of a U2.

Black smoke was coming out from the back of U2, and it looked like it had been burned beyond recognition.

This was actually Lao Mao's idea. He asked the militiamen to light the firewood while taking pictures to prevent the enemy from worrying that the U2 would fall into our hands intact.

At this time, the residents didn't even bother to wash up and gathered around.

Jia Dongxu stared at the newspaper, not taking it seriously. "It's just a plane. What's the big deal? It's like no one has ever seen a fighter plane. Back then, I saw the Japanese planes flying by on the street."

Liu Haizhong pointed at the newspaper and said, "Are you a fool? This plane is the latest fighter plane of the imperialists. It can see clearly the ants running on the ground at an altitude of 10,000 meters."

As soon as these words came out, the onlookers took a deep breath.

Jia Zhang's face turned ugly, and she asked in a low voice: "In the sea, can this plane see the situation in our compound?"

"You can even see ants, what do you think?!" Liu Haizhong felt that Jia Zhang was uneducated.

Jia Zhang's expression changed several times, and she hesitated for a long time, and finally looked at the third uncle: "Old Yan, I picked up two salted fish by the flowerbed in the front yard yesterday.

I really found it. I didn’t steal it from the rope in your house.

If you see the photos, please don’t put the blame on me.”

"I was wondering why the salted fish in my house kept getting lost recently. It turns out you were the one who tampered with it."

The third uncle asked Jia Zhang to return the twenty salted fish that were stolen. Jia Zhang only admitted to returning two, and the two started arguing in front of the residents.

Seeing that Li Aiguo didn't understand the situation, Xu Damao explained a few things to him in a low voice.

It turned out that the salted fish in the third uncle's house were often lost recently. Salted fish was the lifeblood of the family. The third uncle, along with the third aunt, Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang, almost turned the entire compound upside down, but still couldn't find it. They almost reported it to the police.

Li Aiguo was stunned. He didn't expect that the enemy's U2 could help the third uncle solve the case!
However, looking at Jia Zhang's expression, she seemed particularly aggrieved, so there must be something fishy about this matter.

But these things had nothing to do with Li Aiguo. After washing his face, he went home.

Chen Xueru had already prepared breakfast at this time. The staple food was cornmeal porridge and white flour steamed buns, and the side dishes were salted shredded radish and salted duck eggs.

After eating and drinking, Li Aiguo put on his canvas bag and pushed his bicycle to go to work.

As soon as I walked to the front yard, I heard some movement on the wall.

Li Aiguo looked at it calmly.

A tabby cat was walking slowly along the wall in the sunshine. The weeds growing randomly on the wall were no shorter than it and were often pushed aside by it. When it encountered broken bricks, it easily jumped over them.

The tabby cat is not afraid of people. Knowing that there are people coming and going at the gate, it still walks over with a swagger.

It was not until it jumped onto the roof of the Yan family and looked up to see a young man in oil-covered clothes that its eyes suddenly froze and it gradually became alert.

Look left and look right.

The claws that were clinging to the eaves were finally retracted. He turned around lazily, twisted his butt, and jumped back onto the wall. After a few leaps, he disappeared over the wall.

Well, this is a solved case.

Li Aiguo had no intention of speaking up for Jia Zhang. He pushed his bicycle out of the compound and sped towards the locomotive depot.

The power of the daily report far exceeded Li Aiguo's imagination.

Many people around were discussing this matter, and the Qianmen Locomotive Depot also held a relevant meeting to denounce the enemy's shamelessness. Li Aiguo knew that the second war had begun.
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If you want to hide the truth, the best way is to fabricate a truth.

The three U2s never returned, which was a heavy loss on the island.

In order to shirk responsibility and avoid causing dissatisfaction, Comrade Jianfeng, under the guidance of a master of micro-management, launched a series of remedial measures.

On the second day after the crash, the main newspaper on the island published the news that the U2 fighter plane crashed into the sea and helped build a cenotaph for the pilots.

At this time, the other side announced the news of destroying U2. Comrade Jianfeng personally held a press conference and angrily denounced the other side's statement.

He patted his chest and said that the U2 fighter jets had never harassed the other side and there was no possibility of them being destroyed. This was a false accusation by the other side.

Just then, a newspaper reporter raised his hand.

"We just got a newspaper from the mainland. It contains photos of the U2 crash and an interview with pilot Zhang Liren. Isn't Zhang Liren the meritorious pilot you once awarded the flying medal to?"

As he spoke, the reporter handed over the newspaper.

When Comrade Jianfeng saw the photo in the newspaper, his face suddenly darkened.

“Photos can be fake.”

"What about the TV screen?" Another reporter turned on the TV.

Zhang Liren appeared on the TV screen.

He stood in front of the U2 fighter, recounted the causes and consequences of the flight mission, and accused the Black Cat Squadron of harassing the opposite side.

If there were only photos and text in the newspaper, he could deny it, but there were real people on TV, and Jianfeng couldn't think of a way to defend himself no matter how hard he racked his brains.

He could only grit his teeth and pointed at the TV and said, "The person on TV is definitely not Zhang Liren. Zhang Liren is dead. We held a funeral for him."

The reporter was not so easily fooled. “But we have seen photos of Zhang Liren, and they look exactly the same.”

Comrade Jianfeng can only stick to his previous statement at this point.

The reporters were fed up and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Of course, the islands these days are not good places, and most reporters would not dare to be so presumptuous.

But there are people behind these reporters.

People from the secretariat hurriedly walked onto the stage and drove several reporters away.

“That’s all for today’s interview!”

Although the reporters were driven away, it can be expected that the incident will continue to ferment.

All the arrangements Jianfeng had made before were in vain.

After all, neither CC nor Smiling Tiger would miss such a good opportunity.

Especially Smiling Tiger, Ye Xiangzhi's unauthorized action this time caused him to lose most of his moles in the coastal areas.

Comrade Jianfeng felt a little pain in his head.

But what made him depressed was still to come.

Since the U2 crash, Xiaomei's advisors have adopted Comrade Jianfeng's statement and attributed the crash of the three U2s to weather reasons.

So the blame lies with Lockheed.

Although Lockheed Corporation was not convinced, it had no choice but to endure it under the suppression of Agent Smith.

after all.

They also hoped to get funding from their congressional masters through Agent Smith.

The people in Xiaomei's family don't know the true circumstances of the U2 crash.

Even when our comrades began to accuse the American family of aiding and abetting evil internationally.

Xiaomei's family also refuted our statement and lied that we were framing them.

However, soon the Associated Press and other major news organizations received reports from daily newspapers, as well as television stations broadcast tapes.

The truth about the U2 crash was published in the newspapers, and the TV stations began to broadcast Zhang Liren's interviews around the clock. Xiaomei's family was immediately furious.

There are rules for everything.

The rules of Xiaomei's house are:
You can do bad things overseas, after all, when war breaks out, there's a lot of money to be made.

If you don't do bad things, how can you sell a goat for hundreds of thousands of dollars?
Where did Agent Smith's Cadillac come from?
It’s okay to do bad things, and it’s okay to fail in doing bad things, after all, you can deny it.

But we must not get caught and must not destroy Xiaomei's family's beautiful image of peace-loving people.

In particular, Xiaomei's most advanced fighter plane was actually poked down by a bunch of peasants with bamboo poles.

Even those who support foreign fighting cannot accept it.

After the U2 crash was revealed.

Lockheed Corporation could no longer take the blame, and Agent Smith from the Mei family was suddenly put in a passive position.

Agent Smith's immediate superior, five-star General Corporal James, was invited to Congress for questioning.

If you want to work in the workplace for a long time, it is far from enough if you cannot pass the buck.

During the questioning, faced with overwhelming evidence, five-star General Corporal James used his ancestral skill - passing the buck.

Corporal James accused the island side of acting on its own.

Comrade Jianfeng was frightened when he heard the news and immediately flew to Xiaomei's house to shift the blame.

Comrade Jianfeng put the blame on Langley.

After all, the flight mission was approved by Langley.

After Langley took the blame, he calmly passed it on to NASA, which had just been established last year.

The first NASA Administrator, Thomas Glennan, was reporting on the progress of the Mercury Project to a real five-star general when he received this blame that fell from the sky.

NASA was a very special department in those days, and its predecessor was the Advisory Committee for Aeronautics.

In 1958, in order to cope with the situation where the Russians were overtaking us in space technology, a real five-star general ordered the establishment of NASA.

Since its establishment, NASA has been responsible for the implementation of three major programs: the Mercury Program, the Gemini Program, and the Apollo Program.

In particular, the Mercury Project is benchmarked against the Russians' manned lunar landing program and has now entered the implementation stage.

Thomas Glennan is a big shot in front of the real five-star general, and he must not be blamed innocently.

Besides, they are just a bunch of astronomers and scientists and have nothing to do with the war.

Thomas Glennan felt so wronged.

Langley gave the reason: "After verification, the other side did not use any advanced weapons.

The reason why U2 crashed was because it was hit by a solar storm.

NASA failed to predict the solar storm in time.

In other words, the real culprit behind the U2 crash is NASA!"

"We at NASA don't have an observatory on the sun, so how can we know about solar wind bursts?"

Thomas Grennan was almost mad with anger. If the real five-star admiral hadn't stopped him, he would have used a model of the space shuttle to knock a bump off Langley's head.

Finally, under the coordination of the true five-star admiral, both parties decided that each family would take half of the responsibility and drink three glasses of wine as a penalty, and the matter was over.

Seeing that things have calmed down, Thomas Glennan suddenly made a strange statement: "At present, observatories around the world do not have the ability to predict solar storms.

Otherwise, on July 7, more than 21 planes would not have crashed around the world and an earthquake would not have caused more than deaths. Now the University of Tokyo was able to accurately predict it and made preparations in advance.

This can only mean one thing.”

The real five-star general asked: "What's the problem?"

"They didn't predict it!" Thomas Glennan's face turned serious. "Todai may have mastered technology related to the sun, and this solar storm may have been caused by a mysterious weapon!"

The real five-star general frowned: "Old Thomas, why does what you said sound a bit mysterious?"

Five-star general Corporal James raised his hand: "Old Ai, Dongda's momentum is too strong recently. Maybe they really have obtained some black technology, just like our Area 51, so we can't help but guard against it."

Langley looked at Thomas Glennan, then at five-star General Corporal James, and then at Commissioner Smith whose eyes had turned green, and immediately understood what the several departments meant.

In line with the rule that money should be earned by everyone, Langley also raised his hand.

"I agree with NASA that we should increase investment in space technology and at the same time, we should also increase investment in intelligence."

Five-star General Corporal James, representing the military-industrial complex, NASA, representing the aerospace industry, and Langley, representing the emotional department, all expressed their agreement.

Even three companies produced detailed reports.

Those who wrote the report are all bigwigs in the military industry and the emotional world.

These reports are so convincing that a real five-star general cannot help but believe them.

"It seems that we should really treat Dongda's space weapons with caution!"

The next day, the Associated Press published a seemingly very bizarre news story.

"Shocked! A space war is imminent. The University of Tokyo has developed a mysterious space weapon that can induce solar storms!"

Most of Xiaomei's family scoffed at the news.

What about the mysterious space weapons? Why doesn’t Todai secretly land on the sun at night?
But what they don't know is.

At a budget meeting ten days later, NASA's space weapons program received a special appropriation of $1 million.

Langley received a supplemental budget of $30 million.

Several military-industrial complexes under the command of five-star General Corporal James received 1 million in research funds.

Of course, the real five-star admiral did not suffer any loss either.

If it turns out to be a false alarm, then they are taking precautions.

If he could finally develop the solar weapon, he could go down in history as the most outstanding commander of the Xiaomei family.

As for where the money comes from, just give those rednecks a hard time.

The happiest person was Commissioner Smith.

Looking at the two extra big mansions under his name, he couldn't stop smiling.

"Todai is pretty good."

This matter is not over yet.

Everything in the world is interconnected.

At Dongda University, Li Aiguo, the little butterfly, flapped his wings and caused a stir in Xiaomei's home.

After Xiaomei's family responded, their actions quickly attracted the attention of the Russians.

"According to reliable intelligence, the United States has increased the budget of the space war plan by nearly $300 million. They are likely trying to get ahead of us, complete the Mercury Project, and send astronauts into space before us.

Therefore, we must step up the implementation of the Eastern Plan.”

The Corn Emperor is a man who cares a lot about his reputation and particularly likes to collect medals.

Seeing that his medal was about to be taken away, the Corn Emperor was furious and wrote a big letter.

"Double the budget for the Eastern Project!"

A few days later, news came from the Russians that whoever could solve the problem of astronauts going to the toilet would receive double the bonus.

(End of this chapter)