Over the Pacific Ocean, a C5 military transport plane painted by the U.S. military is flying above the clouds, and below is the boundless sea, pitch black.

In the middle of the cabin, four middle-aged men sat there, playing poker around the table, and away from them were four military men, who were also playing poker.

There were still a few people in the next compartment, and the cargo compartment below probably contained a lot of military supplies.

Military planes travel between major military bases around the world on a daily basis, transporting personnel and supplies, and carrying out special tasks.

The plane took off from a military airfield in Washington, D.C., in the afternoon and traveled across the United States, heading to the far east.

"A pair of A's. ”

"I can't afford it. ”

"Over..."

"Over..."

Suddenly an announcement sounded in the cabin: "Landing ahead, Hawaii airport." ”

The one by the window looked out, and it was dark outside.

"Hawaii is such a great place to be,... I really miss the beautiful girls here, their hula dancing is so exciting. ”

"Indeed, the figure is very good. ”

"Maybe we'll be able to apply for a holiday when we come back. ”

"I hope so. ”

These four people are intelligence officers of the CIA's Far East Bureau, who have come to send photos to Chinese and strengthen intelligence work in Xiangjiang.

The photographs taken over the years were carefully selected and re-shot using miniature, and the film was wrapped in hardcover to look like a book.

The film was packed in a small suitcase and would be processed again when it arrived in Hong Kong.

The plane stops at a military airport in Hawaii, where it drops off some passengers and supplies, perhaps picks up a few people, and takes off again to Taipei, where it transfers to Xiangjiang.

"It's been a long journey. The man in the middle looked at his watch.

"It's already good, but the advancement of technology is sometimes unimaginable. The man next to him whispered.

The other three nodded slightly, and many countries were shocked that backward countries like China had already begun to use computers to predict earthquakes with such accuracy.

The CICIC Langley headquarters found out all the information on China's scientific and technological achievements, made a careful analysis, and reported the analysis to the White House: Chinese do not necessarily have strong machines, but they must have mastered excellent algorithms.

It has only been open for a few years, and the equipment imported by Chinese has a list in the United States, and it is difficult to develop in a large span according to the analysis of industrial progress, but ideas can, so many people in China, mathematicians are indispensable.

It is only this algorithm that they can predict the cause of earthquakes, and only this kind of thing will destroy the machine because of over-limit operation, and the damage of the machine shows that they have serious shortcomings in the water cooling technology of the supercomputer, which is consistent with the information they have learned before.

Another conclusion is that the algorithm must have been perfected within these five months, because on April 18 this year, there was also an earthquake in a place called Luquan in China, but it was not predicted at all.

What can be reported on the other side of the ocean can't be repaid for yourself?

If you can report level eight, then you can't report level six?

Maybe I know something, otherwise why did I invite Hua Luogeng to give a speech, and I happened to have a heart attack?

So, what do the Chinese want satellite photos for? Most likely, it is to reduce the load on the machine with the amount of calculations.

The photo is the president's instruction, the use of the C5 transport aircraft, I heard that it is also a suggestion in the White House, since the Chinese used the Galaxy computer to calculate that thing, then we may be able to use the "Galaxy" transport aircraft to have a good effect.

That's right, the name of the C5 transport aircraft is galaxy, a coincidence brought about by mysticism.

The plane began to descend, and after a while, someone saw a light on the sea in the distance.

The belly compartment opened, the landing gear stretched out, and the plane rushed to the runway made of two lights, and many people in the cabin were clasping their fists.

With a loud roar, the plane landed and taxied, and parked safely to the edge of the terminal building without any accidents.

Some people started to pick up their luggage and get off the plane, some people went to the toilet, and after a while, another person came up.

Looking out of the porthole, something drove out from under the plane, as if it was a military vehicle.

A few officers came to the middle cabin of the special service, with books in their hands, and looked at these people with a big grin, and sat down without saying anything.

Hong Kong, Kwun Tong.

"Brother Zheng!"

"Ah Quan!"

"Come on, sit here!"

"Boss, get another folding stool!"

"Take it yourself!"

In the next corner of an industrial building in Kwun Tong, Hong Kong, there are three fly shops, five or six tables are placed on the side, and dozens of workers come here for supper.

One is a noodle seller, the boss makes wonton noodles, and the proprietress greets customers.

From time to time, someone put down the bowl and left to pay the bill, and someone added in, and some people knew each other, and as soon as they sat down, they smoked and handed out wine and started talking.

In addition, there is a family that makes roasted meat, and the people are not bad, although the case of Haojiang a few days ago made people lose their appetite, but after all, there are still people who can't bear the smell of meat.

The sea breeze blows, the small beer is drunk, the roast meat is gnawed, and the fatigue of the day seems to be gone.

"Today my wife went to Wong Tai Sin Temple to ask for a talisman, a peace talisman. A man said with a wine glass.

A few people bit their cigarettes to look at him, that day when Xiangjiang sold a letter of no confidence, someone went to Wong Tai Sin Temple to inquire about the mystery, and the result was not very good, but Xiangjiang people are also used to worshiping the dock everywhere, and there are not too many things like peace charms.

"I've heard people say that every 12 years is a reincarnation, and these three years are just a ,.... of momentum."

"How do you say that?"

"What about this year... The yellow calendar is Yi Chou, this Oriental Yi Mu, originally a sign of germination, you see the beginning of the year to the present, **** is okay, right?"

"O sea!"

"O sea!"

"But it's an ugly cow, this cow is just working in vain, and can only eat grass by itself, all year round, and finally serve as a vegetable for others. ”

The man who spoke sighed heavily, took the cup and drank it down, then took another piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

A person next to him looked at him with a cup: "Desheng, I advise you not to buy that ticket, you have to buy it yourself." I bought so much as I bought it, didn't I lose it all?!"

After speaking, he looked at the side: "Have you bought it?"

The two shook their heads, and the two nodded.

"I want to lose the bet!" a voice sounded behind him.

Everyone looked up, and a policeman approached at some point.

"FORCE SIR, CALL IT A DAY?"

"No, come and have a look. ”

"Come sit down and have a drink. ”

The police officer was not polite, they were all acquaintances, sat down directly, picked up the beer bottle and poured two sips, and hiccuped.

"LI SIR, ARE YOU BUYING?"

The police officer shook his head: "I also want to buy it, but it's too expensive, 10,000 yuan a piece, my money is in the hands of my wife, and I bought a free plan a few days ago......"

"Then if you buy it, will you buy it or not?"

The officer thought for a moment and shook his head: "I probably still don't believe it." ”

"GOOD LUCK WITH SIR!" THE FEW LAUGHED AND TOUCHED HIM WITH THEIR CUPS.

"No one knew that it was really accurate that day, and my old bean thought that the Milky Way was some great immortal in the mainland, but it turned out to be a computer. ”

"The mainland said that the computer was broken and lost 100 million US dollars, but I don't know if it's true. ”

"A machine that can measure earthquakes, if you say 100 million dollars, then I believe it, but some people say that this machine is not actually broken!"

"Oh?"

"I've only heard that no one knows if it's bad or not. But they said that there must be an earthquake in Xiangjiang, but I don't know when it will come, and the mainland must be hurrying to repair the machine. ”

"Oh...."

"If there is an earthquake, where should we go?"

"We can only go to the mainland, our Xiangjiang is not the same as Namo City, the place is big, you can move things to the street, we ,... here" The police officer looked up at the building, "If this building falls, we will all become a mess of meatloaf." ”

"But don't be drunk today!"

A few people gossiped and chatted about business.

Suddenly, Du Minglin stretched out his hand and looked at his watch: "Okay, I'll go up and take a look." ”

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