9 When Youlian reappeared and Su Lun ended the call, my teeth were still chattering like a terminally ill typhoid patient: "Who are you talking to on the phone?"
I need data from more sources to prove the accuracy of these pictures. Xiaoyan was brought by Su Lun, and these mysterious pictures are naturally related to Su Lun.
Su Lun let out a long sigh, but before she could answer, Xiaoyan had already turned her back to me and said nonchalantly: "Hehe, that is the most beautiful, richest, most popular, most prosperous Yan in the Pentagon.
It’s just Miss Xun, don’t you know?”
Unknowingly, I put my hand on Xiaoyan's shoulder and called out in a deep voice: "Little brother, I need further explanation from you about these photos, can you help me?"
Xiaoyan let out a strange cry of "Yeah", shook his shoulders, and broke away from my grasping hand. In an almost instant, a huge elastic force appeared on his shoulders, causing my hand to be shot through the air as if I was electrocuted.
Open. With his back still facing me, he moved his left foot, and his toe was incredibly pressed against my throat.
The weird thing about this move is that his body is facing away from me. How can he rotate his left leg at any angle and kick it? Such an attack method is obviously the most brilliant method in yoga martial arts - Xiaoyan is just a little bit
Even if an eighteen-year-old young man starts practicing yoga from the next generation, he will not be able to quickly master it in more than ten years...
"Don't force me, my sister won't allow me to fight with others - wow, the twelfth floor is over, there are still 12 floors to go, what are the American devils doing? It's just a broken drilling rig, making it so mysterious?"
Xiaoyan retracted her feet and suddenly stopped moving her hands. Like a good child trying to think about a problem, she stretched out her hand to pluck the messy hair on top of her head. While pulling it, she murmured to herself: "What's going on? What's going on? What's going on...
…”
After a fight, he not only used the most exquisite "Eighteen Drops" in Chinese martial arts, but also showed off his superb leg skills, which made me suddenly feel that the ugly young man in front of me was definitely worthy of the title.
He is a martial arts hero who "doesn't make a sound but becomes a blockbuster".
I said sincerely: "I'm sorry." I was too excited just now, and I really shouldn't be.
Xiaoyan didn't hear my words at all. Sometimes she was downcast, and sometimes her eyes lit up, and suddenly she shouted loudly: "Sister Su Lun, Sister Su Lun... I understand. This password program is basically the nuclear code of the US Aviation Administration."
Insurance procedure. No matter what, it is impossible for a civilian drilling rig to use this procedure unless...unless...I can't figure it out...I really can't figure it out..."
Instead, he held his head with both hands and shook it back and forth like a plucked drum, shaking the two black amber earrings on his ears as if they were about to fly out.
At this moment, the three of us were all confused. Su Lun motioned for me to go out of the tent. We had to avoid Xiaoyan and talk about the photos, otherwise we would not be able to continue our work tonight.
The sun passed the zenith, and there was a lazy silence in the camp. After Natura's death, the big tent was used by Scalpel alone, and by the way, he took over all the information owned by Gu Ye. At this moment, all the tent doors had their curtains drooped,
No human voice could be heard.
"Those pictures are absolutely true. The latest one is on May 1st. Brother Feng, all the pictures are from the 'Feixing 9' and 'Feixing 2' spacecraft deployed by NASA over the equator.
The results obtained from the shooting on the 15th were reported to Area 51 and then submitted to Pentagon Commander-in-Chief Rumsfeld as a first-level combat secret for review, and then forwarded to the President of the United States himself."
Without waiting for me to ask questions, Su Lun told me the latest information she had just obtained. Her expression was very serious, which showed that she was also confused about this information.
The wind blew her long black hair and her slender waist. She must have looked extremely charming at the moment, but my mind was all on those pictures, my eyes were sore and swollen, and I had no intention of appreciating her graceful grace.
"That's...Yang Tian? 'King of Tomb Robbers' Yang Tian?" I asked with difficulty.
"Yes, at least all the information from the Americans shows this. Moreover, along with these information, there is a 600-page personal biography of Yang Tian submitted to the president. Therefore, we should 100% believe that Yang Tian
The hero is still alive and is within the detection area of the two satellites——"
I interrupted her: "Su Lun, why are you going around so much? Satellite photos have accurate latitude and longitude coordinates. As long as you get these two values, don't you know exactly where my eldest brother is?"
Anyone who can understand a globe should understand the concept of "geographical coordinates." The Americans' "precise coordinate technology" has refined the 360 degrees of longitude and latitude into one-tenth of an equal number.
The world is divided into small areas with 3,600 criss-crossing lines. This is an epoch-making breakthrough for the precision guidance system of the US military's long-range missiles, cruise missiles, and infrared tracking missiles. It is based on this point,
During the Kosovo war against Yugoslavia, the U.S. military could always firmly control the war situation and attack wherever it directed, leaving the hostile forces of Yugoslavia with no place to hide.
The two US military monitoring satellites mentioned above are targeting several countries with the fastest growing military power on the African continent, including Egypt and South Africa, the enemies of the north and the south.
"Yes, Brother Feng, you are absolutely right, but - there is no coordinate information at all in this set of photos."
I screamed out: "Impossible! Impossible!" God, the lack of human language made me remind myself countless times not to say these three words again, but I still couldn't help but say them again and again.
"It is indeed incredible. Even the top figure in the Pentagon heard the word 'impossible' at the first reaction. If the monitoring satellite cannot obtain accurate longitude and latitude coordinate data, even if it takes millions of pictures per second
The pictures have no practical use at all. But - this is true. After more than a hundred reviews by Area 51 and the Ministry of National Defense, there are no problems in all aspects. It’s just that the engineering and technical personnel cannot get the geographical coordinates of the photos.
In addition to the general date, we can’t even get the exact time when the photo was taken..."
Such a result is almost impossible.
When all computer equipment is working, there will be two different time recording units - external adjustment time and machine core clock. As the most sophisticated monitoring equipment in the United States, satellite imaging even uses "three-dimensional geographical coordinates plus time extension"
"Line" is a recording method similar to "four-dimensional space", which means that their technology can record the trajectory state of any object in visible space at any time, but now both Area 51 and the Pentagon are helpless with this set of photos.
"I can only say that Yang Tian Daxia is alive, but we cannot determine his approximate location in Africa. Our only hope is still based on the follow-up pictures from the US spy satellite. Brother Feng, I believe we will be able to find him.
And unravel these invisible mysteries one by one..."
Su Lun regained his stoic side and straightened his back.
To the east, Tina quickly stepped out of the tent and walked to James' tent on the left. When she saw Su Lun and I standing together, she was stunned for a moment and waved as a greeting.
She was still wearing a straight and meticulous military uniform, and her walking posture was also the standard and perfect Egyptian military style. However, she did not wear a military cap in a hurry, and her natural golden curly hair was spread over her shoulders, emitting a dancing golden light in the sun.
.In a boring environment full of yellow sand and surrounded by cold-looking guns, the beautiful and generous Tina is undoubtedly the most beautiful scenery.
Compared with Su Lun, Tie Na appears to be more sophisticated, more worldly, and more sophisticated, but the two of them are equally elegant and graceful, and they are the top masters among the girls who make their way in the world.
"Brother Feng, I am always worried about James. Do you know? The United States has never stopped coveting the land of Africa. If the opposition party in the Senate had not been strongly opposed to intervening in African affairs, the leader of the Marine Corps
The troops have already set foot on this land. Under such a situation, James, who works for both the United States and India at the same time, may be responsible for several tasks at the same time..."
The most important question is, there is only one "Eye of the Moon", who will it fall into in the end?
In the disputes between great powers, there is no such thing as humility and politeness. This is especially true for Americans. In international disputes, they have always adhered to the "Cao Mengde principle" of "I would rather teach me to betray the world than teach the world to betray me." As long as they see
Whatever you want, you must get it, whether it is civil attack or force.
Time passed very quickly, and it was dusk in a blink of an eye.
Xiaoyan has been busy gnashing her teeth, mumbling and cursing the designer of the drilling rig for coming up with such a complicated password protection program.
"A total of twenty-four levels of passwords, my God! The person who designed the drill must be a computer idiot. This kind of programming is weirder than the Pentagon's database program lock... Another level has been solved... At least I have to work until now.
After midnight..." He has been drinking hard, and the redness on his face turned sallow at the end, and then turned red again, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, like two diamonds that were constantly cut and polished.
, each additional facet increases the brightness by one point.
Tina is still in James' tent and has not come out. I don't know how many mysterious things are worth discussing.
I noticed that Su Lun's eyebrows were frowning more and more, and her suspicion of James deepened with Tie Na's sudden intervention - I walked out of the tent, and my ears were already filled with the swear words Xiaoyan kept spitting out.
It's already unbearable.
The bright moon hangs in the southeastern sky, shining its clear light on the extremely silent desert, turning all the yellow sand magically into a bright moon-white color.
After losing control of the searchlight beam, the brightest thing in the camp was probably the lighting from James' tent. Several guards holding submachine guns were listlessly doing routine patrols in the camp.
The area around the military vehicles on the outskirts of the camp was deserted, and all the soldiers were staying in their tents. It was a rare opportunity to have a good night's sleep, and everyone would cherish it.
I raised my arms, looked up to the sky and exhaled a breath, thinking that tomorrow I would be able to smash through the earth and crack the sweat pyramid, develop it layer by layer from the top to the bottom, and dig out all the weird secrets below - I couldn't bear it.
I couldn't help but feel excited. In Egypt's system of "one-word" presidential management of the country, the biggest advantage is that as long as the president agrees, everything can be passed through the country without hindrance. This point, more than anything else, has to go through the House of Representatives and the Senate.
The American system under discussion is much more advanced.
The sense of crisis came suddenly. It was on the top of the tent. When I quickly turned around and looked towards the tent due north, I suddenly found a gray robe jumping very dexterously. After a few ups and downs, Su Lun and I were approaching.
The tent was as fast as a wisp of gray smoke.
"Is it - Youlian?" This was my first reaction. I didn't have to look at the face of the night traveler (of course it couldn't be seen clearly, her face was always hidden under the huge hood). From the way she jumped,
I have made an extremely certain judgment.
The sentries wandering around the camp were all drowsy and did not notice the sudden intruder at all.
I didn't dare to stop for a moment, and immediately ran wildly, rushing into the tent. Before I could catch up, I tore the door curtain open with a roar. But I was still half a step slower, and the scimitar that popped out of Youlian's wrist had already been
It was lying across Xiaoyan's neck, while her body was crouching on top of the drilling rig, her robe trailing to the ground, like a strange bat that had suddenly arrived.
Since Sahan and Youlian disappeared, many strange things happened one after another in the camp, so that Su Lun and I had forgotten about this master and disciple for a long time.
Under the hold of the machete, Xiaoyan's fingers continued to tap on the touch screen, muttering something in her mouth: "Why are there four firewalls set up between the secrets of the 20th floor and the 21st floor? Is it possible?
Is it to make a matrix arrangement to free up space? Genius, genius...it's a pity that you met me..." He was completely blind to the edge of the scimitar.
You Lian's facial features were all hidden in the shadow of the brim of her hat, so the expression on her face could not be seen at all at this moment.
Su Lun's gun was pointed at Youlian's forehead. The distance between them was about four meters, but her action of drawing the gun was obviously slower than Youlian's scimitar, so she didn't dare to pull the trigger.
, so as not to ruin Xiaoyan’s innocent life.
I raised my hands, smiled kindly, and said dumbly to Youlian: "We are friends, we are all friends, can we talk?"
Sahan is not here, and it must be troublesome to communicate with this deaf and mute girl. As soon as she appears, she goes straight to my tent, and her target must be related to this drilling rig. Thinking of Sahan's mysterious sacrifice ceremony, I can't help but wonder.
He murmured in his heart: "Could it be that the Great God Tulihan sent Youlian again?"
By killing Xiaoyan, most of the previous decoding work will be in vain.
"Where are you, master? Let's talk? This is, my friend, please take away the knife..." It took a lot of effort to figure out the meaning of this sentence clearly, and there was already a risk on my face.
Breaking into a cold sweat.
I don't like Xiaoyan very much, but he was invited by Su Lun, so of course I have an obligation to protect his safety.
Su Lun sighed: "Brother Feng, can she understand?"
I didn't know what to do, so I could only bite the bullet and continue: "Knife, take it away, okay? Don't hurt him."
Youlian squatted motionless, and the scimitar holding Xiaoyan was very stable, completely indifferent to the movements I made.
The atmosphere in the tent gradually became solemn. Fortunately, Xiaoyan was brave enough and remained calm under the blade, staring only at the touch screen.
Su Lun's hand holding the gun gradually began to tremble, and the muzzle of the gun drooped, pointing at Youlian's wrist. With such a sharp scimitar, with just one stroke, Xiaoyan would probably have blood splattered on the spot. If he could interrupt Youlian with one shot
With his skill, he might be able to seize the opportunity and save Xiaoyan.
"Where are you, Master?" I continued to gesture, beads of sweat slowly rolling down my forehead. I was able to unlock the password of the drill at a glance, and I couldn't fail in my efforts no matter what.
After Sahan and Youlian disappeared mysteriously, where have they been hiding for so many days? You know, in the vast desert, without enough water and food, no one can survive more than seven days.
Outside the tent, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps, and then all four corners of the tent were opened by soldiers, and more than thirty black gun muzzles were pointed at Youlian's front, back, left and right.
Tie Na and James walked in side by side, pointed at Youlian and sneered: "Where is your master? The high priest is dead, and Mr. President wants him to come back as the high priest and lead the followers of God across the country..." Her curly hair smiled as she smiled.
She kept jumping on her shoulders, filled with indescribable charm, causing James to keep squinting at her face.
Judging from the intimate expressions of the two of them, it seemed that they had been chatting happily all afternoon. For no reason, I felt a trace of jealousy in my heart, as if the position where James was standing at this moment should belong to me.
Youlian's left hand slowly pressed on the LCD screen, blocking Xiaoyan's sight. However, as the horn on the drill rig beeped four times in a row, Xiaoyan ecstatically made a sharp sound.