Chapter 228: Brain melon seeds, buzzing
In the large office temporarily borrowed in the airport, Tang Lang sat with more than 40 civilians.
After a lot of exaggeration, Tang Lang and others were asked to sign a confidentiality agreement from the Federal Security and Secrecy Service, which signed everyone to keep the details of the passenger ship wrecked and the Lafite star distress incident confidential, and after returning to the federal society and returning to the normal life trajectory, they all claimed that the passenger ship was attacked by air pirates and crashed, and all the losses were caused by the air pirates who had been entrenched on Lafite for many years, and there was no so-called starship invaded by the Jeppen people. Even they did not see those battles that had already taken place and forbade any in-depth speculation about this event.
The Federation fleet that arrived on Rafi Star was only in order to protect the lives of the citizens of the Federation and was determined to wipe out all air pirates that endangered the people of the Federation, and was finally forced to enter the Third Star Domain in violation of the agreement signed a hundred years ago.
In other words, the Federation will bury this matter in a man-made non-disclosure agreement, and all the truth, except for the big people who are high up in the sky, all the speculation of the little people, whether they see it with their own eyes or catch the wind on the Internet, will eventually become calm in the face of the covered truth.
No one knows, or has no interest in knowing.
It's just that the bravery of the more than 100 federal officers and soldiers who died on Rafi became dust in the starry sky silently?
"It's national security again, and it's the public interest." After signing this confidentiality agreement, Tang Lang, who was sitting alone in the room, laughed at himself.
He may understand, but there is sadness in his heart. The heroism of the soldier should not be a compromise of silence.
The middle-aged intelligence officer sitting opposite opened the portable intelligent terminal and stared at Tang Lang gloomily: "I'm sorry, Mr. Tang Lang, according to the name you provided, as well as your physical characteristics, with authorization, we searched the federal central intelligent brain population information database, but we were surprised to find that we didn't find any information about you at all, on behalf of the Federal State Security Secrecy Service, please give a reasonable explanation, otherwise, we have reason to suspect that you are not only a non-federal citizen, but also have other ulterior motives." β
"Huh! If a soldier who has killed more than a dozen enemies on Rafite will still be called by you, oh no, by a scum like you who has never set foot on the front lines of the battlefield as having ulterior motives, then I will refuse to answer any of your questions. Tang Lang smiled faintly, and, before the intelligence officer got angry, he learned Qin Chong to raise his finger and said to the middle-aged intelligence officer: "If you are on the front line of Lafei Star, a person like you will definitely become a puddle of meat." β
Arrogant, incomparably arrogant! The middle-aged intelligence officer was almost fainted from anger at that moment. It was the second time in less than half an hour that someone had pointed at his nose and said the same thing.
Last time, whatever one might say, it was a military base commander, a major. This time, however, it was a man of unknown origin, not a soldier, not even a civilian, perhaps, just a savage who jumped out of a crack in the stone.
That's really humiliating! The two intelligence officers around him who cooperated with him in the investigation didn't even dare to look at their bosses, and looked down at the recording terminal in front of them, as if there was an action movie starring Jeppen Beauty, extremely attentive. γ
"Bold!" The middle-aged intelligence officer slapped the table and roared almost tremblingly: "I've seen a lot of your aggressive cover-up." To tell you the truth, I could have thrown you in jail just because I wasn't identified. That's not to say that after being deceived by you, Qin Chong, those people can sprinkle and save you. β
"First of all, I'm sure you say that I'm bold, and much more daring than you think. Secondly, let me correct you by saying that Qin Chong and the others did not reach the level you said just now, if it is really as you said, as a group of soldiers with extremely serious sequelae of war trauma, if you are stimulated, do you think you still have a chance to slap the table here? Tang Lang calmly looked into the eyes of the middle-aged intelligence officer and responded indifferently. And, if that happens, do you think your colleagues or the two frigates of the 1st Fleet will turn their guns around to quell the rebellion? Kill all the 100 federal officers and soldiers who did not die on the planet Rafi and did not die at the hands of the Jeppen? β
A murderous aura.
Not to mention that the middle-aged intelligence officer who bore the brunt of the attack was dumbfounded, but the two intelligence officers sitting on the side couldn't help but have cold sweat on their foreheads.
What does it mean to be scary? Here it is.
The more than 100 officers and men at the base had guns in their hands, and their commanders had said that they had not received an order to "stop fighting", if they were sure that they had encountered Jeppen spies, or that they had repeatedly mentioned the "after-effects of war trauma" that had been recorded countless times by surveillance probes.
The consequences γγγγγγ Perhaps, if you don't have to wait to go to the front line, you will be dried into meat by a group of big-headed soldiers who are already a little "sick" psychologically! And the two frigates moored in the airport, will they really "counterinsurgency"? Especially the middle-aged intelligence officer who knows a little bit of the inside story, he knows very well that the greatest possibility is to put the national flag on the pile of meat that belongs to him, which can be regarded as a good comfort.
Trying to suppress the anger and fear in his heart, he sat down slowly, and said: "Mr. Tang Lang, you and I don't have to do useless verbal battles, and at the same time, I also apologize for the groundless speculation that Fang just said, but, if you can't provide proof of identity, sorry, according to the Federal Security Law, you can only stay under the custody of my Federal Security and Secrecy Service, and these will also be reported to the above, and the Ministry of Military Affairs will also receive the news." Major Qin Chong and other officers and men of the base, or whoever they are, must act under the letter of the law issued by the Federal Constitution, and this is not something that can be transferred by anyone's personal will, although I also admire your achievements on the planet Rafite. β
I have to say that the middle-aged intelligence officer who regained his composure played very beautifully, and when he saw that Tang Lang did not advance, he quickly changed his thinking, no longer intimidated, and only used the provisions of the law to talk about things.
In this way, if Qin Chong made trouble with them again, it would be unreasonable. Even, as soon as Wu Tiancheng gave them a military order, they had to leave, otherwise, it would really be ruthless military law.
In the face of strict military law, there is no provision that makes you willful.
"That's right!" Tang Lang nodded. "If you have something to say, why do you have to make such a bolt? Isn't it just proof of identity? In this way, you can ask the eldest grandson Xueqing's chick for verification, she owes me a lot of debts! Tang Lang leaned back and said in a relaxed tone.
"No, Major General Changsun's whereabouts are Class A-class secrets, and I have no right to inquire about them." As if he had expected Tang Lang to say this, the middle-aged intelligence officer shook his head expressionlessly.
"What about the Yan God of War? That uncle promised me that I would instruct me on mecha control. Tang Lang asked again without giving up.
The middle-aged intelligence officer shook his head again: "No, Yan Zhanshen's whereabouts are S-class secrets." β
"Oh! It's because you can't reach them! It's okay, I can reach them, come, borrow your phone and I'll call. Tang Lang said lightly.
The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, almost gritting his back molars, and he didn't even ask what the new term "mobile phone" was, and the middle-aged intelligence officer refused directly: "I'm sorry, according to the rules, you can contact them after 72 hours of detention, but now you can't." β
The middle-aged intelligence officer knew that the 72-hour detention rule was naturally written in the regulations, but the routine operation was that as long as enough people came to guarantee it, he would basically be released.
He is going to offend the eldest grandson family and Yan Chilie to death, the former is just fine, they rarely rely on their power to cross departments to suppress hostile forces, even if there is, it is the big guy behind to stand up to the thunder, a small person like him, people may not take a second look. And the latter, but there is no such scruples. Yan Chilie is not well-known in the Federation, but they are engaged in intelligence, but they know that he acts extremely casually.
The middle-aged intelligence officer was already thinking about it at this time, and when this matter was over, he immediately applied for an external transfer, and he would not easily step into the administrative star of the capital again.
"Oh! I understand, I want to rectify me, but I am afraid of the big people who you can't afford to offend, so I can only detain me for three days and nights through legal documents, even if Yan Zhanshen or Miss Changsun rush to personally guarantee me, I can't catch up with the ceremony that has already set the time. Tang Lang suddenly realized. Is the person behind the scenes who instructed you to do this a game? Let me guess, it must be a little broken child with no hair growing! Otherwise, you won't be able to play such a childish game. β
The middle-aged intelligence officer was silent. Really, Tang Lang was right, and he thought so too.
"You said that you are too, such a mature person, why are you still messing around with a little broken child so much, and you have offended such a large number of people who can pinch you into pulp at any time." Tang Lang sighed, looking compassionate. "I think, it's not because you're stupid, it's because he's also an existence you can't afford to offend! Poor guy, I thought it was a beautiful person who hugged his thighs, but I guess I regretted it until my intestines were blue! In this way, if you apologize to me now, let's hold hands, pat the back seat and laugh and go out, "everyone comes to find fault" This matter is forgotten, as for the main messenger behind you, don't be afraid, they all said that it is a little broken child, it is estimated that even if they know, it is just a howl in the sky, and then they will go to play with his mud. β
The face is iron-blue.
Tang Lang's broken mouth is really too poisonous, not only degrading the noble son and the middle-aged intelligence officer in front of him to the dust, but what is even more terrifying is that it is not far from the truth of the facts.
The middle-aged intelligence officer even had the illusion that the person in front of him might be the most terrible one among the people he had sinned against on this trip. The flames that danced in the depths of his pupils were far more dangerous than anyone he had ever seen.
And in Tang Lang's mind, Hob Meat finally said with relief: ", it's finally done!" β
Tang Lang's expression remained unchanged, he talked for a long time, but it was just enough time for the hob meat, if it was so long, the goods would not be able to be handled, so he decided to rename this product "Incompetent Ball". If you don't have the ability, you still have 13, then you can only be fucked.
"Okay, the reason why you didn't find it is because my brother has been handsome for a day, and you think everyone is like you every day! Here, I'll give you a copy of the DNA and check the DNA library directly. Tang Lang stretched out his finger and pressed the genetic verification button of the portable brain under the disbelieving gaze of the middle-aged intelligence officer.
In less than 3 seconds, Tang Lang's information appeared on the portable brain: Tang Lang, male, 26 years old, Changbai star in the Kaiyang Galaxy, occupation, farmerγγγγγγγ Hobbies: Love the game "Bright Starry Skyγγγγγγγ
It's not scientificγγγγγγ
The three intelligence officers stared at the screen of their brains, and their minds were booming.
In the vernacular, it's brain melon seeds, buzzing.