When the classrooms of these intelligence groups rushed to Dean Nanshan's office one by one, panting and sweating, they found that Dean Nanshan said to his personal terminal: "Carl, you wait first." I'm going to have people do the deduction. Then he said to them, "I have a recording here, which is an improvement on the previous rescue plan proposed by one of our trainees." It's only the first half at the moment, but based on my own personal deduction, this first half has a high success rate. So let's take a look and see what the final success rate of this solution will be. ”

Dean Nanshan saw that several teachers showed a trace of impatience, and he said solemnly: "Remember! The success of this rescue plan is in the interests of the college! I hope you guys take it seriously, otherwise I wouldn't mind cleaning up the faculty at the Academy! ”

The teachers of the intelligence group were told by Dean Nanshan, and they immediately began to listen to the recording and then deduce it. After all, the interests of the academy are also the interests of all of them, and if anyone dares to do something on this, everyone doesn't mind killing the guy who made trouble first.

Soon everyone in the intelligence group listened to the recording, and after exchanging opinions with each other, the leader of the intelligence group said to Dean Nanshan: "Dean, after our research and deduction. I'm sure this improved version of the plan is really good, and if the first half goes well, the success rate should be more than 90%, not the 60% he proposed. ”

"Are you sure?" Dean Nanshan looked incredulous.

"Yes, Dean, I'm sure." The head of BFIPU looked affirmative.

"That's great! Now the college can have an extra trillion ISK funds every year! Dean Nanshan seemed to confide out a terrible news under his excitement.

A trillion ISK! It's still ours! The people of the intelligence group were stunned by this bombshell news, and some of them had begun to fantasize about whether their wages could be increased again; Do you have spare money to go to a bright place this month? Is it possible to have more of your own property? And so on and so forth.

However, the next moment, Dean Nanshan ruthlessly broke their illusions: "Hey, hey, you want money, right?" OK! The premise is that this gold lord can come out of that ghost place alive.,Otherwise.。。 You know the consequences! ”

"Dare to ask the dean, if your guess is correct. This rescue plan should be related to the attack on Karl Heinrich Tashmongon, the heir of the Tashmungon family who shocked the empire before. A young teacher in the intelligence group who was standing in the back asked Dean Nanshan.

"Yo, that's good! Young people's brains are flexible. Yes, it was indeed about Karl Tashmongon's rescue plan. However, this improved version was proposed by himself, not by others. Dean Nanshan praised the young teacher with appreciation, and then uncovered the mystery.

The teachers of the intelligence group exchanged words, and then Dean Nanshan said to them again: "The trillion ISK you heard about earlier is the rescue reward given by Miss Katis Tashmengon, the head of the Tashmungon family, about her brother. As long as the rescue is successful, then the trillion ISK Miss Katis will be credited to the academy's account, and each unit participating in the rescue operation will also receive another ISK reward from her. So, in addition to getting this trillion ISK for the academy, you also need to work hard for your own wallet! ”

"Then keep doing it! What are you talking about, Lord Dean? Doesn't that stimulate us! The leader of the intelligence group was already red from stimulation at this time, and he unbuttoned the first button on the cuff of his shirt.

Dean Nanshan calmed down the group of brave men who had been stimulated by the heavy reward, and then said, "I need you to be quiet now, and I will continue to contact Carl. ”

"Carl, are you still there?" Dean Nanshan called.

"Roger, receiving. I can hear it. Carl replied.

"Carl, we just discussed it. The success rate of the first step of your proposed improvement plan is very high, so please keep talking. We will assess the feasibility and work with you to make changes. Dean Nanshan continued.

"No problem."

"The second step of my plan is this: the stealth service ships first hide in space and wait to avoid the search of the hibernators, and when the search of the hibernators is over, they will release the scanning probes from stealth."

"Wait, Lord Dean, please ask Student Carl: Why did you release the scanning probe?" Said one of BFIPU teachers.

"Carl, I want to ask why you released the scanning probe?"

"It's very simple, after the hibernators find out that they will definitely not be able to defeat the Imperial Navy, they will definitely forcibly compress the mass of the wormhole to collapse the wormhole! So we'll have to find another exit. Carl explained.

"Okay, please move on to your proposal."

"While the stealth ships scan for other exits, the Imperial Navy only needs to send a small rescue force on standby. After all, wormholes are full of randomness, and no one knows where those unknown signals lead. Is it an ancient ruin? Or are there guarded data centers left behind? Or is it another wormhole? These are unknowns. So after the first step is successful, all we need to do is try our luck and wait. Wait for those newly formed unknown signals to have wormholes leading to the Empire's airspace and then be found by us. We don't need to alarm the Hibernators in large numbers, so we don't need a massive dispatch from the Imperial Navy. All you need is a small unit that has been prepared to sneak in outside the exit scanned out by the stealth task force and pick me up. Dean, what do you think of this plan? Will it be acceptable to the Empire? Carl finished his plan.

"I'll ask them to study it, you don't leave over there yet, wait for my reply." Dean Nanshan hurriedly left a sentence.

Karl could only wait in the communications room of the Doge's Palace. "Admiral, it's noon, you should eat." Missouri said to Carl suddenly. He looked at his watch, and it was already noon. So Carl told Missouri to go to the dining room at the Governor's Mansion to bring a meal for the three of them, and they couldn't wait hungry.

Soon Missouri returned to Carl with the cart provided by the restaurant, and the three of them gathered around the radio station while waiting for Dean Nanshan's reply, while holding the lunch box and chewing.

On the other hand, Dean Nanshan, who had obtained Carl's improved rescue plan, and the teachers of the intelligence group did not have the heart to eat.