What does it mean to get a perfect score on the college entrance exam but then go missing?

Let's rewind to fifteen minutes ago.

The top floor of the General Staff Building, which is separated from the Blue Hall by only a courtyard wall.

After hearing the report, Song Jingcheng immediately put on the mask of pain.

"Wait a minute!"

"Why am I having trouble understanding Chinese?"

"What do you mean you're working on a weather project and ended up with an intercontinental ballistic missile?"

Wu Changjiang, standing before him, was unable to explain for a moment.

He wouldn't believe it himself if he hadn't experienced all of this firsthand.

Originally, I went there to investigate a case.

Wu Changjiang wanted to help the Beibing Group find its rivals who were secretly causing trouble, but he didn't expect to find Qin Ze's involvement.

What was even more unexpected was that Qin Ze tested a weather weapon and almost brought the Northern Army Group to its knees.

"Boss, I'm not saying anything more."

"You know Qin Ze, he doesn't follow the usual path."

"Anyway, he's here, you can ask him yourself."

Done.

Wu Changjiang stepped back, letting Qin Ze move to the front.

After the test ended.

Wu Changjiang immediately dispatched a plane to fly directly to the capital.

He knew that even if he didn't fly, the boss would definitely make them fly over to explain.

After all, a single missile silenced the entire world; that's no small matter.

But when facing Qin Ze, Song Jingcheng's expression softened somewhat.

"Xiao Qin, what happened?"

"When I first heard that you were working on a meteorological project, I thought to myself, you seem quite reliable."

"They already have such great capabilities, yet they are still willing to focus on civilian projects."

"So I was overthinking it?"

Qin Ze immediately started rambling: "Boss, I've emphasized to Commander Wu many times that this is a project to ensure people's livelihood."

Wu Changjiang couldn't help but interrupt, "Stop talking like a child! You're making the prince so hungry he's practically drooling! And you still claim to be protecting the people's livelihood?"

The boss didn't understand: "Prince? Upturned lips?"

"Boss, you don't know."

Wu Changjiang recounted the story in detail.

"Suleiman wants all of Qin Ze's package of projects."

"And it has to be paid in cash, in complete sets."

"They said if our production capacity is insufficient, they are willing to grant us a piece of land to use as an industrial park."

"That's not even the most outrageous part."

"The most outrageous thing is that Suleiman wanted that ballistic missile."

"They even offered to give us missiles, without asking for the right to launch them, and allowed us to station troops on their territory."

Who is Mr. Song?

They are the cream of the crop.

With this kind of game of strategy, he can guess the other party's intentions just by hearing a brief summary.

"That makes him happy."

"It appears that he spent his money to buy the missiles."

"But in reality, they're paying for our security."

"If you send us to garrison his troops, wouldn't that be the same as me becoming his security guards?"

Qin Ze was somewhat confused after hearing this.

So that's what the boss thinks.

From his perspective, someone begging you to station troops here is like handing meat to your mouth.

In this way, you can legitimately project your influence into the Middle East.

"Boss, from what you're saying, it sounds like sending troops to his territory is a bad thing?"

Song Jingcheng smiled slightly: "It's not exactly a bad thing, but it's not a good thing either."

"The Middle East is a very complicated place. If we get involved now, we'll easily get our shoes wet."

"Moreover, our country has always pursued a policy of independence and self-reliance, and we absolutely cannot set this precedent."

Qin Ze nodded: "I see. I thought Suleiman was there to humiliate the country."

"If this happened to another country, it would definitely be a loss of sovereignty and national humiliation, but we don't care."

Done.

General Song then changed the subject.

"However, those orders worth tens of billions are somewhat attractive."

"Changjiang, after you go down there, let's get in touch with the Beibing Group and tell them to do their best to get this foreign exchange out for me."

"With this money, I can equip five more heavy combined arms brigades."

Because it was an order, Wu Changjiang immediately saluted: "Yes, sir!"

After saluting.

Wu Changjiang couldn't help but glance at Qin Ze.

Even at this point, Wu Changjiang's heart was still churning.

This foreign exchange was earned by Qin Ze on his own.

Without Qin Ze, the Beibing Group might have received the money, but it certainly wouldn't have been easy for them.

Orders worth tens of billions of US dollars, and that only includes the initial stages.

If you factor in the later costs, the profits will easily exceed 100 billion.

If that money is used to equip heavy combined arms brigades, it's as if those heavy combined arms brigades just fell from the sky.

Thinking of this, Wu Changjiang couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"I joked with Yang Xiao at the time, saying that Qin Ze was worth an entire combined arms brigade."

"In retrospect, I was talking nonsense back then."

"With your actions, the funds for five combined arms brigades have already been secured."

Qin Ze waved his hand modestly: "No..."

"Seriously, when I told Yang Xiao I was worth an entire combined arms brigade, he scolded me for not knowing my worth."

Qin Ze: "No, please don't..."

"Now I realize I was really ignorant; this can't be measured by the term 'synthetic brigade' anymore."

"Don't stop."

Qin Ze felt very pleased after hearing this.

He is almost indifferent to praise from others.

But for the commander of a war zone, especially Wu Changjiang, who is usually stern and doesn't smile much, to praise himself, there must be some weight to it.

Especially praising him in front of General Manager Song.

It feels great, really great.

But at that moment, General Song interrupted him.

"Don't rush to praise him, I think he's getting a little arrogant."

"Let's get back to the topic of ballistic missiles."

"Since it has such a powerful effect, then we shouldn't give it to the meteorological department."

"This so-called Peak 31 project is directly planned to be included in the Dongfeng family."

"We happen to lack a strategic deterrent missile that can be launched from a mobile location."

"When the time comes, we can simply replace the warheads, and they will become the perfect vehicle for nuclear deterrence."

Wu Changjiang quickly refused: "Boss, I think it's best not to change the warhead for the Peak 31."

Why?

Song Jingcheng didn't quite understand.

According to what Wu Changjiang just said.

With a speed of nearly Mach 30, it can cover the entire globe and ignore defenses.

Such a powerful weapon is naturally the best carrier for nuclear warheads.

How could they not change the warhead?

"You don't really intend to use this thing to guarantee people's livelihoods, do you?"

"I'm not stupid either. Qin Ze's explanation is just bullshit."

"What guarantee of people's livelihood? That's just a side effect of the fear of insufficient firepower!"

"This thing is completely useless in meteorology."

Wu Changjiang was somewhat at a loss for words to explain.

He spent two seconds organizing his thoughts before speaking again.

"Sir, have you checked the weather forecast?"

Song Jingcheng was slightly taken aback: "I've seen it."

Not only did I watch it.

Moreover, Song Jingcheng also made arrangements.

The sudden heavy rain along the eastern coast, while unlikely to cause a disaster, is undoubtedly caused by a typhoon.

Song Jingcheng must take precautions and make preparations in advance.

"I have already instructed all coastal units to prepare for complex weather conditions."

"If there is flooding in the area, all military units will be deployed immediately."

"Although this typhoon did not make direct landfall in our country, it is still the strongest typhoon in human history, so we cannot let our guard down."