Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Long Xiaoyun truly trusted Jackie Chan, but she couldn't resist her curiosity.

After saying goodbye to Director Ma and leaving the office, Long Xiaoyun couldn't help but ask, "Commander Cheng, if the power supply station cuts off the power, how will you guarantee our electricity supply? This is a critical moment in our work; we can't stop for a moment."

"Don't worry, I've already thought of something for you."

As Jackie Chan walked out, he said, "Before the dedicated power line is completed, we'll get two high-powered field generators from the engineering battalion to ensure your daily work and that there will be power after the power is cut off."

Using the military's field generators is free, and the fuel depots always have enough fuel.

"This is only a temporary measure and cannot solve the problem at its root. To solve the problem once and for all, we still need to install a dedicated line, but the hundreds of thousands of yuan in capacity expansion fees are a difficult problem to solve," Long Xiaoyun said.

All supplies for the troops are distributed by higher authorities, and even salaries are paid out in a unified manner from above.

It's very difficult for companies to see cash on hand.

Even if Jackie Chan were in charge of a division-level unit, it would be extremely difficult for him to come up with a few hundred thousand dollars in cash for expansion costs.

Even if you apply to higher authorities, it's very difficult to get such a large sum of money approved.

Long Xiaoyun understood these things, which is why she was in a difficult position.

"You don't need to worry about the increased capacity and the installation of a dedicated line. I will find a way to solve it as soon as possible, and you will be able to use dedicated power in a month and a half at most."

Jackie Chan spoke with great confidence, but in reality, he had no confidence at all.

"Commander Cheng, I'm glad you're so confident, but the budget is so tight right now. The First Division has just been established and we need money everywhere. Where are you going to get so much money?" Long Xiaoyun asked doubtfully.

"Yes, money is needed everywhere. Several grants have already been approved from above, but the boat rental fee for seasickness training has not been resolved yet. It is indeed quite difficult to get funding from above."

Jackie Chan stopped rambling in front of Long Xiaoyun and said frankly, "I will try my best to find a way. It's difficult to get funding, but I have other channels. The one and a half months figure is not nonsense."

Whether it will work out is still unknown. Just make do with the generator for now. If we can make some money, great; if not, there's nothing we can do.

"Do you have other channels? Where do you get them?" Long Xiaoyun asked curiously.

"It's a secret, I can't tell you for now," Jackie Chan said, keeping everyone in suspense.

Long Xiaoyun was speechless with amusement. As her subordinate, she couldn't press him for an answer, so she changed the subject and asked, "When will the generator set arrive?"

"I'll call right now, it can arrive tomorrow."

As he spoke, Jackie Chan took out his Nokia phone and dialed the communications room of the engineering battalion.

When Long Xiaoyun saw Jackie Chan making a phone call, she seemed to remember something and suddenly laughed. But fearing that Jackie Chan would notice, she quickly lowered her head.

"Huh? What's going on? I have a signal, so why can't I make a call?"

Jackie Chan waited for a long time but couldn't make the call. The phone didn't even respond; there was no dial tone or ringback tone.

He turned to look at Long Xiaoyun in confusion, only to see her secretly chuckling.

Jackie Chan said speechlessly, "This can't be credited to your information team, can it?"

Long Xiaoyun curled her full lips and said with a hint of smugness, "Not only your phone, but all other phones within a 30-kilometer radius are now just scrap metal. Use mine."

"It seems the new equipment your information unit received has quite a few functions."

Jackie Chan didn't rush to ask the reason. He took the phone, called the engineering battalion, and ordered, "This is Jackie Chan. Prepare two high-powered generators immediately and deliver them to the information battalion before 9:00 AM tomorrow."

After giving the order, Jackie Chan hung up the phone, handed over his own phone, and said, "My phone won't go through, but yours will. That's pretty advanced technology. Can you get one set up on my phone too?"

"Of course, but you have to treat me to a meal," Long Xiaoyun said with a smile.

"Oh, so you're trying to negotiate with me?"

Jackie Chan deliberately kept a straight face, but the next second his expression melted away and he laughed loudly: "If it's anyone else, it definitely won't work, but if it's you, Captain Long, then it's definitely no problem. Come on, get my phone on too."

After Jackie Chan finished speaking, he handed over the phone. Because his words were too ambiguous, Long Xiaoyun blushed instead.

He took the phone without even looking up, fiddling with it for less than half a minute before handing it back.

After this half-minute buffer, her face no longer looked like a monkey's bottom.

Jackie Chan took the phone and dialed the captain of the information team. The phone, which had just been turned into a brick, rang this time, making Long Xiaoyun's phone ring.

"So fast? What's the working principle?" Jackie Chan asked curiously.

Each skill has its own expertise; a trade is like a mountain to someone outside it.

Even though Jackie Chan has theories ahead of his time and has traveled all over the country and seen all kinds of high technology, he still doesn't really understand the high-tech equipment of the Information Brigade.

"Actually, the principle is not complicated. This is our electromagnetic interference unit operating. Thirty kilometers away from here, nothing happens to them. In war, it can effectively provide area shielding," Long Xiaoyun explained.

"Electromagnetic interference? Is the power that high? A range of thirty kilometers is not small," Jackie Chan exclaimed in surprise.

"Today's exercise is a control drill for the electromagnetic wave band in the battlefield area. It can control the transmission and reception of electromagnetic waves at a specified frequency within a certain area, and load control commands within the specified frequency band. A control password is also loaded to restrict the signal transmission of designated communication equipment. Without knowing the password, the designated communication equipment will be paralyzed."

Long Xiaoyun explained it in great detail, and the technical content sounded very advanced, but the principle was actually not complicated.

"Oh, so you just entered the correct control password into my phone and unlocked it, which is why it was able to send a dialing signal. This technology is indeed quite novel."

Jackie Chan praised Long Xiaoyun's skills, then remembered a problem he needed to solve and said, "Our officers at the division and regimental levels are authorized to use mobile phones, but the issue of communication security needs to be addressed. Do you have a solution?"

"It's not difficult."

Long Xiaoyun said confidently, "Actually, all you need is to prevent eavesdropping and leaks. You can just install a small module on your phone."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you. I'll arrange for the phones to be delivered later."

Jackie Chan still needed to resolve the issue of expansion fees, so he didn't talk much with Long Xiaoyun. The problem was resolved smoothly, and it was time for him to leave.

Meanwhile, Political Commissar Lu of the Special Forces also successfully resolved the problem.

"From now on, if the troops are in Luwan Village, no matter what the problem is with water, electricity, food, or oil, just leave it to me, Luo Atai. Just say the word and I'll get it all ready for you right away."

The old village chief got quite drunk at the special forces brigade, and he became exceptionally cheerful.

"it is good."

Political Commissar Lu was very pleased to hear this. Despite having a weak stomach and rarely drinking, he raised his glass and said, "With your kind words, I must drink this glass."

"Political Commissar Lu, you've already had a few drinks. How about I drink this one for you?"

Wu Zhe had just learned from the communications officer that Political Commissar Lu had a serious stomach ailment and had been hospitalized several times, and absolutely could not drink alcohol, so he was very worried.

There are rules for drinking. Once the glass is raised, it cannot be drunk on behalf of the drinker.

Before Political Commissar Lu could even speak, the old village chief stopped smiling and stepped forward to stop Wu Zhe from drinking on his behalf.

"This is not good..."

"Alright, Captain Wu."

Wu Zhe wanted to try again, but Political Commissar Lu interrupted him, saying seriously, "Since the old village chief is so supportive of the army's work, I must drink this glass of wine."

The words fell.

Political Commissar Lu picked up his wine glass, tilted his head back, and drank it down in one gulp.

Her already pale complexion became even paler after drinking that glass of wine.

"Good, good, good, you have a good capacity for alcohol."

The old village chief appreciated Political Commissar Lu's straightforwardness, and a bright smile returned to his face.

"Ah~"

After finishing his drink and letting out a burp, Political Commissar Lu pressed on, saying, "Old village chief, I have another suggestion. The special forces squadron is in your village and will be staying for a while. I'd like to form a partnership with your village."

"How about you personally take on the role of head of this leading group?"

"Alright, I, Luo Atai, am completely convinced by a political commissar like you. I'll do as you say, and I'll take on the role of the leader of this leading group."

After finishing his sentence, the old village chief raised his glass again and said, "I'm happy to be the group leader, and I hope you'll have a good drink to this one too."

"Huh? You're still drinking?"

The messenger, who had been standing behind, ran up anxiously and said, "Old village chief, you can't drink anymore, you really can't drink anymore."

Our political commissar has a serious stomach ailment, and the doctor has advised him against drinking any alcohol. He's already had several drinks, and if he drinks any more, something bad will happen.

The old village chief didn't say anything, just looked at Political Commissar Lu.

He acted as if he was someone who had seen it all and that these little tricks of yours couldn't fool him.

Political Commissar Lu was familiar with the military's drinking culture. Unlike the outside world, the military doesn't have as many complicated rules, but it does have one very direct approach.

That means you have to drink to your heart's content!

The ban on alcohol in the military in 09 was aimed at eliminating this phenomenon.

After all, the military is a place with strict discipline, and drinking can easily make people lose their minds, which is seriously contrary to military discipline.

Political Commissar Lu knew very well that if he didn't drink this glass of wine, the old village chief would definitely be unhappy, and whether the matter could be accomplished would be uncertain.

In order to completely resolve the conflict between the military and local authorities over water supply, Political Commissar Lu endured his stomach discomfort.

He raised his glass and said, "Alright, I can't refuse your kind offer, so I'll drink it all."

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.

"Okay, that's great, haha."

The old village chief chuckled, got up and walked outside, saying, "While there's still some time, I'll go back and make arrangements for you. Come back tomorrow morning to fetch water, and you'll be given priority."

"Thank you very much, senior."

Political Commissar Lu followed to express his gratitude, and the group all came out of the canteen.

After seeing off the old village chief, Political Commissar Lu also left.

But on the drive back, Political Commissar Lu's stomach started to hurt more and more. The old soldier, who had been tough for decades, was in so much pain that his face was covered in sweat.

Upon realizing the situation was dire, the correspondent immediately turned and headed straight for the city hospital.

Jackie Chan was unaware of Political Commissar Lu's accident and was traveling back to the division headquarters with Long Xiaoyun, who was also heading to the laboratory located at the division headquarters.

"I really didn't expect this. The new equipment has only been here for a few days, and you've already achieved such great results. If it weren't for the current tight military budget, I would definitely hold a celebration for you." Jackie Chan praised with great satisfaction.

"The victory celebration banquet can be waived, but you must treat everyone."

Long Xiaoyun made a small joke, then explained: "The new equipment gave us the basis for our experiments, and the software development was the result of research conducted by the experts and professors I knew when I was in military school."

It can not only cover our military zone, but also selectively interfere with and control the electromagnetic waves of enemy positions' communications, while not hindering our army's communication behind enemy lines.

Previously, due to a lack of relevant equipment support, high-power testing had not been conducted. Now, it can finally be put to use. I want to quickly put it into practical application and make it a new type of long-range offensive weapon for our First Division.

"Great! Your information brigade has achieved remarkable results and will surely become the soul of the First Division, haha."

Jackie Chan gave it high praise and assured, "For the future of the First Division, it seems I must resolve the issue of the expansion fee within a week. I can't let it delay the important matters of your laboratory."

"Then I'll thank Commander Cheng on behalf of the experts in the lab, haha." Long Xiaoyun laughed happily.

"The Information Brigade is moving faster than the other brigades, which is a good thing. Besides this jamming system, have there been any other new developments recently?" Jackie Chan asked expectantly.

"Our cyber unit's special reconnaissance team has been tracking several special websites online and discovered that since the formation of the First Division, a lot of peripheral information has been leaked, but..."

When Long Xiaoyun finished speaking, she stopped and looked at Jackie Chan, who was driving, and said, "What they care about most is you, their division commander. Someone has offered a large reward to get your personal information."

Unfortunately, even I don't know where you came from, so they naturally have no idea about you, this unexpectedly appointed commander.

"Haha, your 'jumping out' is quite a vivid description indeed." Jackie Chan laughed, amused.

Jackie Chan's information is top secret; it's no exaggeration to say that its level of secrecy is higher than that of the top leaders of the seven major military regions.

If anyone can expose Jackie Chan's information, that person is definitely a big shot.

"To be honest, I'm quite curious too. Why don't you tell me? I promise I won't tell anyone," Long Xiaoyun said jokingly.

"Captain Long, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that I can't. It's a secret, unless..."

Jackie Chan smiled slightly, deliberately teasing the audience.

"Unless what?" Long Xiaoyun asked hurriedly.

"Unless you marry me and become my wife, you won't have the right to know, hahaha," Jackie Chan laughed.

"Pah! Trying to take advantage? No way."

Long Xiaoyun blushed after being scolded by Jackie Chan, and punched Jackie Chan on the shoulder in annoyance.

(End of this chapter)