Chapter 1309: Pressure Committee
"I see. The silver wolf nodded. "We will keep this matter a complete secret. ”
Long Noon nodded, "It's not appropriate for me to come forward now, many things have to be done by you." Good work, brother. ”
"When do we need to be so polite. Silver Wolf smiled, "But I'm glad to see you make it through." ”
"But don't put that joy on your face, I need you to feel very angry. Long said lightly at noon.
"Rest assured, we know how to do it. Silver Wolf Michelle smiled slightly, "Lin Rui, let's go, let's go to the management committee!"
"Now?" Lin Rui frowned and looked at his watch, "It's half past ten in the evening." ”
"Now, let's talk to President Bullock. The silver wolf took a bite of a cigar.
Lin Rui nodded, "Do you want to bring some people?"
"Bring everything you can. The silver wolf sneered. Two men walked out the door and ran to the Military Career Management Committee with a large group of people. There were five or six black SUVs in total, all of which were big men in black suits or camouflage combat uniforms. All the way to President Bullock, the management committee.
As soon as they moved, Silver Wolf's cell phone rang, and the nervous voice of the deputy director of the FBI was immediately heard on the phone, "Wolf, you made a promise to us in front of the general." ”
"Don't worry, Deputy Director, I know what I'm doing. The silver wolf said lightly, "You're already off work, instead of worrying about me like this, it's better to find a place to have a drink." By the way, evacuate the people you placed around the hospital. The dragon is not in good condition and is in great need of recuperation. After saying that, he didn't care what the other party said, and hung up the phone directly.
"It's just a deputy director, who does he think he is? Think it's the fifties and sixties?" the silver wolf scoffed.
President Bullock was in his study, talking to some old friends. But in an instant, the silver wolf pushed the door in, and without a little warning in advance, the silver wolf and Lin Rui naturally seemed to have walked into their own home.
Brock's face was a little unnatural, he looked at the silver wolf and said helplessly, "Wolf, like I said before, I regret the matter of dragons. But trust me, I will give you a satisfactory answer, and we will find those people and hand them over to you privately, without going through any official channels. You can do whatever you want. You don't need to be so excited. ”
"But I'm excited. Silver Wolf said coldly, "I met Long when we were very young, and we have been through a lot together. But I never thought that this fat man could die in front of me. I just got out of the hospital, and the fat man is in a terrible condition right now. Doctors don't know when he'll wake up.
Maybe he can only be stuck with tubes all over his body for the rest of his life, lying on the hospital bed for the rest of his life. It made me feel very lonely. So Bullock, can we talk about it alone? I mean, make your crappy staff disappear from my eyes right away. ”
Brock reluctantly made a gesture to a few people around him, asking them to avoid it for a while.
After these people left, Brock couldn't help it, "Silver Wolf, I respect you very much, but you'd better not go too far. ”
Silver Wolf sneered, "I let them go for your own good. I don't want anyone else to know about that. You'd better take a look at this!" he put something on the table. Bullock frowned, "What is this? You came in the middle of the night to show me this?"
"I'm afraid so. Lin Rui sneered. "Do you remember the ACR Advanced Combat Rifle Program?"
"Of course, what's going on?" Brock frowned.
"This was a special kind of bullet for the time. And this bullet was taken from Long Noon. Silver Wolf said slowly, "The products of the American AAI company, and let them be a subsidiary of the United Industries Corporation." Strictly speaking, it can be regarded as a management committee. ”
"This is impossible, the project is long over, and most of the weapons are in the hands of museums or private collectors. This cartridge was also not mass-produced. Bullock shook his head repeatedly.
"It is precisely because it has not been mass-produced that the quantities are extremely limited. So it's impossible for outsiders to get it. Silver Wolf sneered, "What explanation do you have for this? ”
"Silver wolf, what do you want? Brock said loudly.
"Of course I won't mess around, and I know that you military-industrial giants are characters you can't mess with, and there are real big people behind them. But you know who we are, and you know that it is not good for you to force us in a hurry. You are multinationals, large capital conglomerates, and we are just outlaws. We have nothing to lose, but you are different. The silver wolf said slowly.
"Silver wolf, wolf, listen to me. Someone is definitely framing us. You know, we don't actually want any surprises on Mr. Long. We've even decided to accept his terms, it's just a matter of going through another process. Bullock said helplessly, "In this case, we can't kill him at all." Even if you want to kill him, you can't do it on our turf. You have to understand me. ”
"I understand. But that's not what the evidence says. The silver wolf shrugged.
"Okay, so what do you guys want?" Brock frowned.
"We need intelligence from AAI, and intelligence about the ACR Advanced Combat Rifle program back then, to know who has access to these shelved programs, and who is going to redevelop their designs to develop this improved version of the cartridge. Lin Rui looked at Bullock.
"It's impossible, I can't tell you this information because it could involve sensitive information. Brock shook his head.
"This is a plan from the nineties, and it has been on the shelf for a long time. The secrecy period has long passed, and I'm trying to clear your name by doing so. I don't believe you were the ones who did it to Dragon Noon, but I have to see convincing evidence. If only I knew who else would have access to these secrecy programs of the last century. It will also alleviate your suspicions to some extent. The silver wolf sneered.
President Bullock's face changed. He said helplessly, "It's not that I don't help you, it's just that this matter involves some internal affairs." And it's the kind of transaction that doesn't see the light. ”
"We've been exposed to a lot of things that don't see the light, we've done more dirty work for Americans than any other company combined, and you should know I've always been reliable. The silver wolf said coldly.
Brock was silent for a moment and said, "Okay. This time, though. ”