Coming out of the CIA's Langley headquarters, Michelle was depressed. She walked to the parking lot with a stack of documents and threw it into the back seat of her Chevrolet — a headache, bureaucracy everywhere.

The old white men who listened to the report today all said that they would study the report submitted by Michelle, expressed great gratitude to her for her recent excellent work, and hoped that she would continue to work hard.

I may still be a little moved when I hear these words for the first time, but when I hear them too much, I will be sick to my stomach.

The little girl got into the car and pinched her forehead. She is well aware of the social and political climate in the United States – the Cold War was won, but the United States also paid a great price.

With the exception of a few madmen, politicians in Washington want to relax. The most obvious feature is that the president who won the Gulf War was not re-elected, and he was replaced by a superior who was good at economic development but could not control the crotch of his pants.

Contrary to what many people think, in the early nineties, the United States was invincible in military power, but its economy was in a slump. It is not in the interests of the consortium to continue the high-intensity Cold War, and the country needs to change.

In this context, Michelle does not have many resources. She sighed and flipped through a dossier with a bulletin sent by the local security services to NATO intelligence agencies.

To put it simply, there is a gang of local ordnance warehouse keepers who smuggle scrapped tank engines to Boryspil across the Black Sea in order to make a profit.

As a result, he was arrested.

The smuggled engines belonged to the M48 family, designed and built in the 50s. By the nineties, this old tank was almost iterative, improved several times.

Ten years ago, Tuji successively took over a large number of old M48s, and then improved them with German diesel engines to replace the original gasoline engines in the United States.

The replaced gasoline engine was actually still usable, but it was thrown into the warehouse with the gearbox, and it was naturally classified as 'scrapped' after ten years.

Due to the recent boom in the black market in Boryspil, and rumors that it is particularly safe to trade there, the local chicken keepers who keep these 'scraps' have used their brains.

If the number of smuggled units in this batch is only a few or a dozen, I am afraid that the matter will not be exposed at all. But the local chicken keeper who committed the crime probably had a problem with his brain, and they planned to sell all the more than 2,000 'scrap products'.

"That's an exaggeration." Michelle shook her head slightly, and she continued to look through the file curiously, wondering...... "Who will sell more than 2,000 second-hand gasoline engines produced forty years ago?" ”

Sure enough, a familiar name appeared.

'Light'.

"Strange, what is the 'Holy Light' doing with this kind of?" Michelle couldn't understand. She knew very well that the 'Holy Light' was picking up junk everywhere, but she was actually quite picky about buying things.

Looking through the interrogation records in the file, the price of each engine and gearbox was only $3,000. This price is about the same as selling scrap iron.

"Downgraded to power for mining trucks?" Michelle read the entire dossier before she saw what the local chicken security department had learned from other sources.

Although it was a product of forty years ago, military power systems are much more powerful than civilian products. The gasoline engine with several hundred horsepower can be used for civilian trucks after being transformed.

The Sanmao's Minsk vehicle factory will receive these power systems to produce 2,000 heavy-duty mining trucks with a load of several tens of tons for 'Shengguang'. The price of the whole vehicle can be done very cheaply.

This large manufacturer of land vehicles for intercontinental missiles is strong, but it has recently run out of orders, and life is quite miserable. In the face of this big business, the Minsk plant agreed very quickly.

"I see."

The mystery is revealed, but Michelle is not happy at all. She always felt that the 'Holy Light' would not stop there, but there was really no other news in the file.

By the time the local chicken security department cracked the case, more than 1,800 'scrap' power systems had been transported to Boryspil as if they were being moved by ants.

After making a huge profit of five million dollars, more than a dozen administrators of the ordnance warehouse got carried away. They planned to sell the remaining 500 units at once, but they were exposed because of the large volume.

"It's necessary to go to the local chicken."

Michelle felt that she could dig deeper into this clue. Tuji is a member of NATO, and the CIA can act openly in this country, which is no more aggrieved than being restrained on Ermao's side.

Taking a military plane, Michelle flew non-stop from Virginia to Ankara, the capital of Tuji. More than a dozen unlucky eggs who were caught were imprisoned in the prison of the Tuji National Security Commission. She met them twenty-four hours later in her capacity as a NATO security officer.

In the cramped and gloomy interrogation room, the unlucky people, old and small, wept bitterly and confessed their guilt for stealing and selling state property.

But what Michelle saw from the eyes of the local chicken intelligence officers who accompanied the interrogation was envy - that batch of 'scrap' was really useless, and it could be sold for millions of dollars to make a fortune.

"I'm from the CIA."

Michelle sat behind the interrogation table and showed her credentials to the interrogator. She said coldly, "If you can provide some useful clues, I will help you reduce your sentence." ”

'American' 'commutation', these two words are enough.

The unlucky ones are like drowning people who have touched a life-saving straw, desperately fluttering, desperately thinking, wanting to change their sentences and even a chance to live.

Michelle spent three days before and after, re-sorting out the process of reselling the 'scrap' power system. She quickly gets a clue that isn't a clue.

Most of the dozen or so unlucky ones don't speak English, and are only responsible for transporting the 'scrap' and sharing the money afterwards. Only two of the leaders knew English and had been to Boryspil.

One of them mentioned a detail, "There's a bar in the black market, I've been to it a few times. Once I heard someone say the local chicken language, I couldn't help but look at it. The man flickered past me, unable to see his face clearly. But I remember what he said. ”

Michelle immediately asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

The unlucky guy who knew English didn't speak, but instead looked at the local chicken intelligence officer who accompanied the interrogation. The latter immediately shouted angrily: "Don't say those unsubstantiated words, or you will be punished more severely for slander." ”

The unlucky man looked at Michelle helplessly, then his head drooped and he closed his mouth.

Michelle was in a hurry and hurriedly asked. But the interrogation ended here, and the earthmen bluntly asked her to leave. The two sides confronted each other for a while, and the little foreign girl had to give in to someone else's territory.

can leave the prison of the Tuji National Security Committee, Michelle immediately reported to her superiors in Virginia with a confidential line. As a result, her superior said lightly: "I knew about what you said last week, and I sent you to confirm it." ”

"What the hell is going on?" Michelle asked.

"In the early eighties, we gave Tuji to build an aircraft factory in Ankara, a production line for F-16C/D fighters, so that they could assemble and overhaul and even produce some spare parts.

The last time you reported that Holy Light was able to get its hands on American-made avionics and engines, we started investigating these production lines. It turned out that the management of Tuji's aircraft factory was chaotic, and many spare parts for fighters were missing.

There are a lot of local chicken executives involved behind this, and they are likely to trade our technology with our enemies. But the local chicken side bites to death and does not admit it. You see, we can't control the country. ”

When Michelle heard this, a wave of anger welled up from her chest. She yelled, "Damn, why did you have such an ally in the first place? If these technologies fall into the hands of the Light, do you know what that means? ”

The superiors in Virginia were also helpless, "Michelle, calm down." This is politics, and you and I can't escape it. We do not have any evidence of the whereabouts of these technologies and spare parts. ”

Michelle said angrily again: "By the time the evidence is found, it will be too late. What's the use of that then? Watch our adversaries beat us up with our technology to produce advanced equipment? ”

The superior sighed: "That's right, that's the reality. This is not the first time this has happened, we often make our own opponents. ”