Traveling Back to the 1960s: The Entire Internet Teaches Me How to Build Missiles

Although Xun Hong had never actually met the two candidates, he made his deductions based solely on his observations during his foreign visits, which resonated perfectly with Zhou Yunxiao.

Indeed, candidate Kenny G is simply too restless, and he and Sue Tsune are kindred spirits, constantly advocating for the use of force to punish others.

If this guy hadn't had that sudden burst of inspiration, who knows what kind of trouble he would have gotten into.

Even General Xun gave this evaluation, and the scales in everyone's hearts began to tip, basically agreeing that Nixon was the best candidate for "Ying Ji".

Finally, Ye Ling's speech served as the final word.

"In my opinion, although neither of them are good people, we should choose the lesser of two evils. If we can use public opinion to bring down the worse one, it will always be beneficial for us, right?"

Political Commissar Sun nodded, "That's right. When faced with two evils, it's better to choose the lesser one."

Staff Officer Xu slapped his thigh. "That's the plan! Let's use the U-2 reconnaissance aircraft as our trump card in this election, shoot down the bad birds, and let the good birds take the lead!"

A group of people burst into laughter, and the air was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

……

Soon, reporters from the Dongxin News Agency, the Broadcasting Bureau, and the Jingzhou Film Studio in the special task force were ordered to film a documentary entitled "Welcome the U-2 reconnaissance pilots to abandon darkness and embrace light."

Robert Hale was reluctant to appear on camera, but under Zhou Yunxiao's constant persuasion and the lure of three thousand taels of gold, he eventually cooperated.

After filming wrapped, he put down his English speech, looked Zhou Yunxiao in the eye, and said angrily:

"Now look what's happened! In my hometown, I'm definitely a son of a bitch!"

Zhou Yunxiao patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Congratulations on becoming a hero of this land!"

Having completely surrendered, Hale had no way out and could only choose to go all the way. Overwhelmed with shame, she punched him.

Zhou Yunxiao took him out for a stroll, followed by an armed guard who was sent by the Security Bureau to monitor Hale.

Now, except for some restricted areas where he is not allowed to enter, Hale has regained a great deal of personal freedom, and people even greet him on the street.

At the gate of the outpost at Garrison No. 10, several GAZ-51 and Yuejin brand trucks were lined up, and teams of soldiers were carrying large and small bags inside.

Hale asked curiously, "Are these people going home to visit relatives?"

Zhou Yunxiao sighed, "They've been discharged."

The translation for Hale is "retirement".

"Are all these people leaving?"

Hale counted the heads in astonishment.

"Yes. We are currently facing a food shortage and simply cannot feed too many people. We have no choice but to lay off some of them and send them back to fend for themselves."

Those who are lucky can transfer to the Beidahuang military reclamation system or be assigned to local areas. Those who are unlucky can only take off their uniforms and leave active service; this is an irreversible trend…”

Zhou Yunxiao remarked with emotion, "After all, in the not-too-distant future, we will also enter the nuclear age. We will no longer need to develop a large standing army, surface fleet, and bomber fleet. The power and accuracy of missiles will be enough to rival a thousand troops, and can even shoot down enemies in space."

He looked at some familiar faces in the truck, waved from afar, and then said:

"Moreover, developing missiles is much cheaper than maintaining a standing army of over a million. The money saved can be used to develop infrastructure, build better cities, produce more cars, and people's lives will get better and better."

Hale nodded. "Sounds great. Perhaps... I'll be the first American to witness the rise of the East, hehe!"

As the engines started, trucks loaded with luggage and demobilized soldiers left the checkpoint. Whether they knew each other or not, everyone in the group greeted Zhou Yunxiao.

"Comrade, we're leaving now. See you later! We can't stay with you until the very end!"

"Let's go back to farming first, and come back to serve in the army whenever the base needs us!"

"Take care of yourself, Engineer Zhou. From now on, we're counting on you intellectuals—the missiles are entrusted to you..."

Zhou Yunxiao waved earnestly until the dust from the last vehicle disappeared into the Gobi Desert, then turned and patted Hale on the shoulder, answering his previous question:

"No, you're not an American who witnessed the rise of the East... You're a son of a bitch, hehe."

"Fuck you, Mr. Zhou!"

Hale chased after him in a fit of rage.

……

That son of a bitch pilot, and that mysteriously crashed U-2 reconnaissance plane, certainly caused a huge public outcry.

At the end of October, Xun Hong, who was in charge of foreign affairs, organized a press conference, inviting several journalists from TASS, Reuters, and Kyodo News, and solemnly announced:

"At 8:03 a.m. on September 26, an aircraft from Peshawar Air Base entered our airspace and continued to fly deeper into our territory. Our air defense forces decisively retaliated and successfully shot down the aircraft!"

"Preliminary investigation has confirmed that the aircraft is a U-2 high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft from the United States..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xun Hong's speech was interrupted by the indignant crowd of Chinese people present. A young man shouted:

"Shameless! This is shameless espionage!"

"Robbers! They're robbers!"

"Well played!"

Reporters took photos non-stop, realizing this was a major news story, and raised their microphones to ask for more details about the downing.

Considering the secrecy of the Dongfeng base, Xun Hong only vaguely emphasized that the shot-off location was in the northwest, then pointed the finger directly at the culprit.

"Put yourself in their shoes. What would happen if our reconnaissance planes appeared in the skies over San Francisco, Chicago, or Detroit? How would Eisen respond?"

"Thinking about it this way, it's understandable that we're angry about the U-2 reconnaissance aircraft's provocation. Who instigated such a bold act? Was it Eisen, or some fanatic acting on their own?"

"If it's the latter, I think everyone should be on high alert. This small group of people wants to destroy the hard-won peace and stir up chaos again. The whole world should condemn them!"

At this point, a Reuters reporter, recalling the recent press conference held by the American spokesperson, asked:

"If I remember correctly, the other party claimed that it was a weather forecasting aircraft, not a reconnaissance plane. Is there some misunderstanding?"

President Xun put his hands behind his back and gave a cold laugh.

He patted the microphone and said, "Fellow journalists, now I must reveal a secret to you. Although the U-2 spy plane was shot down, the pilot successfully ejected and escaped alive. He's still alive and kicking, and has voluntarily confessed everything to us. So Eisen is lying; they are deceiving the whole world!"

The words fell like a thunderclap in the crowd.

Everyone discussed it in surprise, and then rushed forward to ask Mr. Xun questions.

Xun Hong raised his hand, signaling the excited reporters to calm down. "We've made a documentary about the interview with this pilot, and it will be distributed to each of you. We hope you'll take it back and tell our peace-loving friends around the world the truth of this matter, exposing Eisen's ugly face!"

He then instructed his secretary to show the reporters some of the "evidence" that Jin Cheng had brought back.

The items included wire recorder tapes for recording ground radar signals, a Hikvision camera, several rolls of rubles, pounds, francs and ten-dollar banknotes, a box of potassium cyanide capsules, a clam dart, a Rolex gold watch, gold rings and gold earrings, etc.

There are also airport credentials, flight licenses, reconnaissance photos, etc., that point directly to the United States.

Xun Hong allowed reporters to photograph these irrefutable pieces of evidence, and said in indignant Mandarin:

"The pilot's name is Robert Hale. He lived in Rockingham County, Virginia. His parents were local tobacco farmers. He was of Scottish-Irish descent and had served in the Battles of Midway and Iwo Jima. You can all verify that."

"He told us that he wasn't there to scout the weather, nor had he deviated from his flight path due to oxygen deprivation; he was simply ordered to enter our airspace to take photographs!"

"See this potassium cyanide and this poison needle? A CIA guy named Richard wouldn't even allow pilots to be captured; to cover up their crimes, they had to commit suicide!"

"Furthermore, the pilot was carrying a silenced pistol. Why bring a gun in? It's clearly not for use in the air; it's to allow the pilot to harm civilians who threaten him after landing!"

"Is this what you call civilization? Is this what you call justice? They are the sinners. I believe that all those responsible for this action must be prosecuted and publicly apologized to quell the anger of all peace-loving people!"