"Although the Persian official denied it, according to various sources, we can basically confirm that Persia sent twelve F-14As to Zhonghua for maintenance and upgrades under the pretext of 'the aircraft was scrapped and stolen'.
According to the news from our insider, the ‘Shengguang’ Group, which was sanctioned by us, came forward to integrate the aerospace system within Zhonghua in an attempt to imitate the F-14A.”
Headquarters, Langley, Virginia, USA.
Wearing a small suit and a knee-length skirt, Michelle stood in front of the projector and introduced the latest investigation report on the "Holy Light" to more than a dozen senior CIA and government officials.
For this report, she flew from Ermao's home to Germany overnight and rushed back on a military plane. This was because the situation was becoming extremely serious.
Those paying attention to the projector were all elderly white men with serious faces and cold eyes. They stared at the constantly changing pictures on the projection, and finally stopped at a bust of the president taken by "Harmony Weekly".
"Does that mean our sanctions against this group have no effect?"
Among the old white men, a government executive turned the pencil in his hand and tapped the summary of briefing notes on the desktop, with an unhappy look on his face, "This is a bit unreasonable."
Michelle lowered her head slightly and carefully organized her words, "Yes, it seems that sanctions have little impact at present. The main reason is that the operating locations of 'Holy Light' are all areas where our strength is weak.
We used our influence to freeze the accounts of ‘Holy Light’ in many banks in Hong Kong. However, this did not affect the normal operations of this group.
The local chickens announced that they would cooperate with us in blocking the cargo ship of the "Holy Light", but there were many loopholes in their implementation and it was basically ineffective. Moreover, there are sea monsters in the Sea of Marmara recently, which further affects the effectiveness of the blockade.
In addition, a few months ago, a tank robbed a bank in Hong Kong, and many unexplainable situations occurred afterwards. But now we have reason to suspect that the ‘Holy Light’ was also involved, at least as a profitable party.”
When it comes to "sea monsters appear" and "tanks rob banks", the old white men are obviously more interested. They whisper to each other, exchange information, and also exchange slow teasing and resentment.
"It's a big joke that hundreds of tons of gold and tens of billions of dollars in cash were moved from a closed underground vault overnight."
"I have personally been to the scene of the vault robbery and re-ran the whole process of the case. I definitely don't think this was a robbery without a mole. I doubt everyone in HK, especially the top management of HSBC."
"Afterwards, 'Holy Light' offered a price of 30 billion US dollars in an attempt to purchase the semiconductor industry chain from Japan's Mitsui Consortium. It's 30 billion US dollars. As long as it is investigated, many problems can be found. But it is said that the British can no longer investigate.
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The old white men are masters of conspiracy every day, and everyone seems to be playing tricks. They relish the hidden secrets of this robbery, and spontaneously connect many secrets they know to make up their minds.
The gossip talk became more and more lively. Michelle stood on the stage for a few minutes but could not wait for the topic to change. She had to cough slightly to attract the attention of the supervisors so that she could continue talking.
"According to what we have learned during flower planting and collection, Holy Light is not short of money now. It has even acquired a small Hong Kong bank and opened its own international financial business.
We have kicked this bank out of the international bank settlement system, but it still provides fund transfer services and charges extremely high handling fees. Instead of shrinking, its business volume is expanding.
We could originally monitor illegal money laundering activities through the international settlement system, but now many black market transactions are turning to this 'Holy Light Bank'.
Especially in Eastern Europe, it has opened more than 20 branches, established a simple but effective settlement system, and expanded extremely rapidly. We cannot supervise it at all.
A former East German agent named 'Marcos' is managing this black market trading network. Many unemployed Eastern European and alliance intelligence personnel are working for him. These people are all desperadoes and have been against us before.
We tried to clear out Boryspil, which was its base, but unfortunately failed. The CIA's efforts at Ermao's home in the past few years were destroyed by at least one-third, and more than a hundred important informants were killed."
The losses were heavy.
The old white men were silent, some were meditating, some were frowning, some were scratching their heads.
This is a typical Cold War style, physically destroying the opponent whenever they disagree. This means that the opponent is by no means a fool who just takes a beating without fighting back, but is also particularly vicious.
"We didn't send anyone to lurk in this group or bribe its insiders?" asked another old white man.
"Yes, but the effect is extremely poor." Michelle sighed at this, "In Kiev, in Hong Kong, and even in Tianyang, we have made efforts in every branch of Holy Light.
As long as our people have access to some confidential information, contact will be cut off immediately. The other party's defensive capabilities are terrifyingly strong.
Now our only stable source of intelligence is Persia, because the Holy Light invited a Persian 'civilian team' to visit its Tomcat modification factory."
There was another person on the projector, and it turned out to be Satari, who was standing next to the aircraft test track of the Hongdu Factory. The old Persian man turned his back to the camera, turned and looked behind, with thick eyebrows and white beard, and an angry expression.
Michelle pointed at the projection and said: "This person is a senior executive of Persian Aviation Industry Company, named Sattari. He has been quite active recently and continues to promote cooperation projects between Persia and the Holy Light.
Because there have always been loopholes in Persian encrypted communications, we have some valuable information. Many of them are worthy of attention.
For example, Holy Light has publicly claimed that it can use our American technology to upgrade the Tomcat, especially the latest General Motors F-110 turbofan engine."
This is not good.
The old white men were shocked, and someone immediately asked: "Is there an internal loophole in us?"
"I'm afraid the vulnerability does not come from within us, but from our allies." Michelle changed a world map on the projection, marking the countries that have the ability to access the F-110 engine.
There are just too many suspicious objects.
"Our first suspicion was that Japan was equipped with a large number of F-15J fighter jets. The Mitsubishi Consortium also has corresponding production lines. This fighter uses F-110. But we sent people to check and found no problems.
Next, we also focused on investigating several other allies, but found nothing. This makes us wonder whether the 'Holy Light' is deceiving the Persians."
Michelle was really confused. She could only say that more manpower and material resources were needed to conduct in-depth investigations, and more resources from the headquarters were needed, otherwise the expansion of the 'Holy Light' would not be contained.
That's right, Michelle is here to ask for money this time.
The old white man who can listen to the report has long been accustomed to this kind of routine. There are too many subordinates like Michelle who come to ask for funds. Her methods are too young, and she is even relatively honest.
When other departments come to ask for funds, they will shout at the door the moment they enter, boasting that their opponents are as powerful as aliens, spewing out all kinds of destructive concepts, and the world of freedom and democracy is in danger.
It seems that if we delay for one more second, the United States will be destroyed, the old white men will lose control of the earth, and mankind will lose its future. If you don't listen to several alarmist reports every day, it will make people doubt that the world is too peaceful.
Old white men don't approve money easily. They always like to have a card, and even deliberately cut off some "unreasonable" expenses to show that the power is in their hands.
As for Michelle's problem, the CIA hears it every day, it's really not surprising. The old white men can at most give the little foreign girl a little hint, "Have you ever investigated a local chicken?"
Michelle immediately asked, "Tuji's F-110 engine is lost?"
"That's not true." The executive from the CIA shook his head, "I received a report last week that several scrapped tank engines were lost over there, and the location for sale was Boryspil.
Because it is just an old M48 tank engine, it may have been resold by the warehouse keeper to make a little money, so it doesn’t get much attention. But maybe you can check it out.”
Michelle pursed her lips and nodded in agreement—the situation had been described as so serious, but these officials were not nervous at all.
The little foreign girl was very unhappy when she didn't get the money.