Chapter 131: We have your IP address and real address
Bismarck rushed to the command post of the aircraft carrier, but was immediately stopped by the soldier who was standing guard with a gun at the door.
"Military land, idlers are not allowed to enter!" Brother Bing said to Bismarck in a dignified tone that could not be rejected at all.
"I'm in a hurry... Uh, well, can you please tell me about it, I'm Bismarck 61 Krupp. β
Brother Bing glanced at Bismarck, and then stepped forward to search for Bismarck. After confirming that he was not hiding dangerous objects, he nodded, threw down a "wait a minute", and pushed the door and walked into the command room.
Behind the door, there was the sound of Brother Bing reporting loudly to the commander, and then Zhuge Hong followed the Brother Bing just now and walked out.
"I have admired the name of Bismarck's son for a long time, but I don't know what your Excellency has to do when you come this time?" Zhuge Hong, the old fox, squinted his eyes and said slowly.
"I have some urgent need to borrow your radios. Of course, if you don't use the military, you can use it for civilian use, and I want to say a word to the people on the American side. β
"The United States... Inconvenient for us to hear? β
"I don't care, but I'm sure the other side definitely wants as few people as possible to know about it." Bismarck shrugged his shoulders and looked like you would do whatever you wanted, and I would not care about you.
"When you say that, I'm even more curious about the content of your call. But... Forget it, if you don't listen, don't listen, take him to the third command platform, and don't let the fourth person know about it. He said to his brother soldier, whose expression was as strong as the front of a dollar coin.
Yan SΓΉ's serious brother nodded, gave Bismarck a "follow me" look, and then grabbed the gun and stepped away. Bismarck turned his head to look at Zhuge Hong, and when he saw Zhuge Hong smiling and waving his hand to him, he took three steps and made two steps, followed behind Brother Bing, and the two disappeared into the corner of the corridor together.
After watching the two of them leave, the smile on Zhuge Hong's face quickly converged, he took off his glasses, took out a soft mirror cloth from his pocket and rubbed it continuously.
"Bismarck 61 Krupp ... United States... Washington riots... Is there any connection here? β
He muttered as he wiped his lenses.
Brother Bing helped Bismarck open the third command platform, turned on the radio function on it, and then turned around and walked out of the room without saying a word.
After the strict and precise soldier of the Celestial Empire left, Bismarck turned on the radio and began to slowly debug it.
To get in touch with the U.S. military, he needed several springboards. It's not a broiler like a hacker, but someone who can help him relay the call.
After all, in the end, his phone call was going to reach the US Secretary of Defense, how could that kind of person be contacted casually. If it weren't for the urgency of today's events, Bismarck might never have had the opportunity to say a word to the US Secretary of Defense in his life.
First, call the FBI.
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Yes, the FBI, Bismarck has an absolute advantage in this matter now, why can't he let the fabled f.b.i. help him contact people of sufficient weight?
As a "cosmopolitan" oriented to the world (Americans have always seen themselves as the world's policemen, haven't they?) The FBI has also left a lot of numbers on the surface for the masses to report to them. After the Celestial Empire suffered a few deflateds, they also discovered the great strategic advantage of the People's Sea. As long as they are paid enough, the prisoners who will escape will also be reported, which is much easier than the effort they put into investigating and tracking.
The phone was quickly connected, and the operator girl behind the phone responded in a sweet but helpless tone: "Hello, we are here in the Nanjing branch of the FBI, if you can provide us with the whereabouts of the wanted criminal, we will pay you a reasonable payment." The information on wanted criminals is on our official website, so please check it out for yourself. We do not provide arrest business here, please go to the local tourism bureau to apply for a U.S. visa, and call the special order hotline [110] to purchase eavesdropping equipment. β
It seems that the operators of the FBI have been harassed by the "enthusiastic" people of the Celestial Empire, especially those brain-dead fans of American dramas, and are about to have a nervous breakdown.
"Hello, I'm Bismarck 61 Krupp, I ask to speak to your highest commander, you just need to tell him, I can stop that rampaging machine, I'm sure he will be willing to talk to me."
ββ¦β¦ Sorry, we can't get you on the phone right away without an appointment, which is not in line with the rules. The operator was silent for a while, and then said helplessly according to the operator's answer guidelines.
It's another vexatious fellow, she thought.
"No, Miss, I ......"
"Who do you say Miss!?" The operator's voice suddenly rose and he shouted to Bismarck across the phone.
"......" Bismarck was stunned for a moment, his Chinese level was barely able to communicate, and he could not yet comprehend the breadth and profundity of Chinese culture. But he also understood that he seemed to have said the wrong thing again.
Since Chinese is not good, I will use English for the assembly!
"Well, ma'am, I really have a very urgent situation to speak to your highest commander. I have to tell you that for every second you delay, the loss of the United States will be even greater, and if your commander knows that the United States has lost tens of millions of dollars because of you, don't say that we have reminded you. (English)"
The operator had to think about it carefully, because the boring guys I usually met who called to make trouble, and their education was not high, and they didn't speak English so fluently.
And the head of the branch really doesn't look like anything right now... The operator, MM, looked at the closed door of the branch minister's office and nodded.
"Then please wait a moment, and I'll answer the branch minister's phone for you."
"It's okay, I can wait, anyway, it's definitely not me who is most anxious." Bismarck's answer was a bit of a scoundrel.
After a moment's busy tone, the voice of a somewhat annoyed middle-aged man came from the other side of the phone: "Hello, Mr. in a hurry. Tell you the truth, I'm really busy right now, and if your business isn't as important as you say, I don't think I'd mind looking into your family's financial records. β
"As you like, I am Bismarck 61 Krupp. I'm just here to tell you that the machine is wreaking havoc in the United States, and I may have a way to stop it. β
ββ¦β¦ WhatTheFuckοΌ What did you say!? β
"I said, you have nothing to do with that mainframe, I have the ability to make it stop."
Bismarck repeated his words again.
This time, the head of the Nanjing branch of the FBI on the opposite side finally determined that he had not heard him wrong.
"What are your conditions? I warn you that your actions have amounted to a terrorist attack, and that we have your IP address and real address, and if you cooperate with us to stop that machine, maybe you will have a chance to get out of federal prison in your lifetime. β
ββ¦β¦ Fool, get the phone to your highest commander, I won't negotiate terms with you, because this is a strict insult to my IQ! Remember, it's the chief, not your boss. β
After another busy tone, the phone was reconnected. As soon as the phone signal was answered, Bismarck was almost deafened by the fire on the phone.
Soon, however, the sound of the explosion suddenly decreased. Immediately after, a video call request was sent by the other party, and Bismarck casually clicked "agree to the request", and an old man standing in a spacious tent appeared on the screen.
"Hello, I'm U.S. Secretary of Defense Mel 61 Harris, and I think I'm qualified to negotiate terms with you, Krupp Jr." The old man squinted at Bismarck for a long time before nodding at him and saying.
"Shit, I hate that title, call me Bismarck! I don't think you're in the mood to talk to me, so let's put it bluntly, my condition is that in the future, the customs duties paid by the Krupp Group for exports to the United States will be reduced by 33%. Bismarck stated the conditions he had already conceived.
"Is that simple what you want?" The Minister of Defense was not lightly affected by Bismarck's simple and somewhat excessive condition, and he was already ready for heavy bleeding. Anyway, there is a debtor who is wronged, and it will be enough to recover it when the time comes. It has always been the United States that takes advantage of others, and the self-sufficient guys who want to take meat from the United States will not be able to eat and walk around in the end.
"Nonsense, you stole the gravediggers in the first place! Do you think that I am accusing the gravediggers against you? Bismarck rolled his eyes and said angrily, "If it weren't for your agents stealing my gravedigger aboard the Oasis of the Seas, this wouldn't have happened!" By the way, that agent's name is Jogindi, and I met him when he evacuated. Damn, all I knew was that he had Ruby with him, and if I had known that my gravedigger was with him, I would have beaten him up. β
"I'll investigate this matter, and if it's really our people, I'll give you an explanation." Hearing that even [Hongyu] was pulled out, the Minister of Defense knew that there was no result in this matter, and directly wrote a blank check to shift the topic to a more important place.
"Well, Bismarck, the conditions you put forward, Your Excellency and I will persuade the Congress to get them to agree. Now, please hurry up and stop that guy outside, the federal government has lost too much because of it. β
"Well, but first I need a high-definition horn. The gravedigger is voice-controlled, it's been looking for me, and I thought maybe I could use the guΓ² voice and command it to blow itself up. β
Hope it really works... In fact, Bismarck didn't have a bottom in his heart, he was just following Chu Feiyue's script and acting.
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