Chapter 196: Eighteen Suns

Chapter 196: Eighteen Suns

"Is it so realistic? Will it be okay to contact you when it's convenient for you? Chen Fang smiled bitterly, don't look at Mo Lan completely getting rid of her former identity, the inferior nature of the intelligence dealer is deep-rooted, and no one wants to get information from her for free.

"I don't dare to expect you to take the initiative to contact, or I'll contact you, when the time comes, you just don't push back." Mo Lan still knows someone quite well.

"That's it, let's talk about Norma Village first." Chen Fang reminded helplessly.

"The village of Norma is a good place, located in the rear of the rebels, surrounded by mountains on three sides, with beautiful scenery and a population of about 2,000 people." Mo Lan spoke eloquently.

"Are you a tour guide?" Chen Fang interrupted annoyedly, these materials can be seen from the pictures.

"I've also heard rumors that Norma Village may be where Aturu was born." When it comes to confidentiality, Mo Lan's expression is as relaxed as chatting with a friend about nail polish.

"Just rumors?" Chen Fang was not satisfied.

"Of course, it's not a rumor that everyone can hear, and the source of the information is inconvenient to disclose, but Aturu is the rebel army, and Norma Village has never been sacked." Mo Lan's information shocked Rah and the others. The Augar Empire did not lack information about Aturu, but all of the information was that the name of the village of Norma was never mentioned after his ascension.

Chen Fang quickly expressed his gratitude, and promised again to accept the interview as soon as possible before ending the call.

"Could it be that the terrorist activities are related to Arturu? Is the intelligence of this woman's message credible? "General Rahe is serious, if the information is true, Aturu is undoubtedly like a tiger, and Lu Beiyan's fleet should also take precautions, and it is best to evacuate as soon as possible.

Out of love for his friend, Chen Fang did not mention Mo Lan's identity, which would likely make the Empire's intelligence services target her, but Chen Fang denied that the terrorists were related to Arturu.

When it comes to his father-in-law, who appreciates him, Chen Fang can stay calm, and Chen Bowei in the corner quietly adds a point to him.

With the efforts of everyone, one clue after another was excavated, and then denied, the process was dull, and even a little boring, only Chen Bowei was in it, he didn't care about the threat of terrorists, and he didn't want to see anyone's glorious image, he was concerned about Chen Fang's performance when dealing with challenges and pressure, terrorists are undoubtedly strong opponents, enough to make Chen Fang feel pressure.

Chen Fang's performance made him appreciate it very much, and he was not chaotic in the face of danger. There was no trace of panic in his expression, unlike the intense work of Rah and the others, Chen Fang was just waiting, waiting for the third prompt from the terrorists.

Since it's a hint, the terrorists are interested in letting you find out, so stay calm and you won't miss it, provided that you can't be a rookie and have the same strength as the terrorists.

In the evening, Chen Bowei asked the kitchen to bring supper.

Although the members of the anti-terrorism team are all big names, these days they are crowded together day and night, and they have long been mixed up, who cares about any image, less than half a palm-sized small bowl is in their hands, and they don't even bother to use a spoon, and they all pour it into their stomachs with their necks up.

"It tastes good, can you have another bowl." General Rach held the small bowl in his palm and wiped his mouth with his other hand.

It seems that the bowl of the Secretary of State is also empty, the director of the National Security Bureau, Jiang Qing, Chen Fang, although the guests have lost their image, but as a landlord, since they have called for supper, it seems that they should be full.

Only Bruce didn't dare to make a mistake, and carefully grabbed the spoon with two fingers and stirred it gently, but he was burly and looked extremely funny, giving people the feeling that he was not Sven, as if he was reluctant to eat.

"Tell the kitchen to get another pot!" Chen Bowei shouted loudly, and there was immediately a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

Rahe and the others were startled at this time, the fiery temper of this family master was indeed worthy of his reputation, and he had known that he would rather be hungry for one night than have a second bowl.

The fragrant supper was delivered again, and the previous remorse was swept away, and the sound of gobbling came from the room.

Chen Bowei suddenly realized that this group of guys is not here to fight terrorism, they are here to eat big households! It's not that I'm distressed about a few bowls of supper, it's really the practice of Lahe and others who are not hospitable, this kind of style, this way of eating, if you are a guest at someone's house, it will also be regarded as a faux pas.

Chen Bowei suppressed his anger, if it weren't for the presence of his in-laws, if he didn't want to investigate Chen Fang's performance, according to his temper, he might have blasted this group of birdmen out.

In the early hours of the morning, when the imperial capital was still in boundless darkness, and the members of the anti-terrorist team were all in an atmosphere of disappointment, Chen Fang sat up from his chair and asked, "That photo was processed, right?" ”

General Lahe nodded his head in a smug manner, and after a night of torment, his reflection was inevitably a little dull.

Chen asked anxiously, "What about the original photo?" ”

The director of national security interjected: "I have a file, but it's useless. ”

The original photograph was projected onto the screen, and as the director of national security said, there was nothing, and with the naked eye, only ink-like darkness could be seen. Chen Fang suddenly realized that if he had looked at the photos at the beginning, he might have noticed the clues, provided that Qiao Nan did not pretend to be smart and processed the photos without authorization.

There's one thing missing from the photo, light! Same as the night in the imperial capital.

The terrorist is not lying, he does give important hints, but they are covered up by the stupid villain's own cleverness.

"I need satellite surveillance video of the core planet." Subconsciously, Chen Fang regarded Bruce as his subordinate, so he didn't need to be polite in his words, it was completely a commanding tone.

The Chen family is not short of money, and the data terminal in the conference room is naturally not an ordinary commodity, but it is far from the requirements of top data engineers, and they moan in pain when they are overloaded, but fortunately, Chen Fang can always control the computing intensity within the tolerance range of the machine. Two hours later, a simple and clear message pops up in the window.

Six, six, six, the simple three numbers make the layman confused.

"It's an anomalous flickering when an artificial star is working." Chen Fang's answer made everyone even more puzzling.

"In order to highlight the civilization of the Augar Empire, the imperial capital is located on a desert planet, which cannot be inhabited unless it is transformed. To this day, the imperial capital still relies on the function of the protective shield to meet the living environment of human beings. The protective shield of the imperial capital is a huge system, and artificial stars are part of a huge system, and under normal circumstances, artificial stars do not exhibit abnormal fluctuations when working. That's all I know, and I'm afraid I'll have to consult the experts in the rat den for specific details. Bruce's succinct explanation.

"Connect the rat hole." The Secretary of State immediately ordered.

Moments later, a middle-aged scholar with eyes and a Swinton face appeared on the monitor, detailing the protective shield system for the anti-terrorist team to maintain the imperial capital.

Anderson, a veteran of protective shields, has been involved in the transformation of 31 planets and the design of protective shields.

The protective shield system is unimaginably huge, consisting of two hundred and thirty-nine satellites, in addition to the launch station built on the ground, countless environmental inverted systems, and the relationship between them and the working principle are even more incomprehensible.

"What does the abnormal fluctuation of artificial stars mean?" The Secretary of State's voice speaks to the hearts of the people, and the description that is too professional is tantamount to nonsense to the uninitiated.

"The working principle of artificial stars is very simple, that is, the release of energy through nuclear fission, but the nuclear fission of artificial stars is completed under strict monitoring, and there are very few abnormal fluctuations, which may be related to fuel, or it may be that there is a problem with the control system on the ground, and the internal program is wrong, which can also cause abnormal fluctuations in artificial stars, and the detailed reasons can only wait for the artificial stars to cool down, and after testing, they can make a judgment." Anderson's assessment was very objective.

"Is there a possibility that an artificial star could be invaded by terrorists?" Chen Fang asked bluntly.

"This is the most terrible inference, but it cannot be ruled out." Anderson always remembered his identity as a scholar, but those who listened to him were secretly annoyed, who had the time to listen to his academic research, and who cared about how the shield worked? Rach and others just want to know, how much of a possibility is it that the terrorists have controlled the artificial star? If terrorists took control of the artificial stars in the imperial capital, how much damage could they cause? and what the imperial capital has to deal with.

"What would be the worst possible outcome if terrorists took control of an artificial star? Eternal day or night? General Rach asked, neither of which was terrible.

"It's not that simple, if we take an eighteen-day cycle, eighteen days in a row, we see the sun differently every day. This is due to the fact that we cannot expect an artificial star to work non-stop, otherwise, it will explode in less than two weeks. Eighteen artificial stars float over the imperial capital, working in turns, and when an artificial star stops working, it enters a cooling phase, and when it is completely cooled, the staff can perform routine daily maintenance and add fuel. Anderson described it earnestly.

"If the artificial star is controlled by terrorists, there is a possibility that there will be eighteen suns in the sky of the imperial capital, right?" Chen Fang asked impatiently.

"Even if eighteen artificial stars were to ignite at the same time, only nine, or eight, or seven, would be visible depending on the angle. This situation will not last long, at most two weeks, the artificial star will hang up due to continuous work, and perhaps before then, the fuel will burn out. Anderson replied casually.

"If there are nine suns, what kind of damage will it be to the emperor? You can assume that there are only two weeks. General Rach suppressed his anger and consulted.

"The most direct effects are rising temperatures, dead plants, frequent fires, and strong temperature changes that inevitably lead to climate change, accompanied by tsunamis, hurricanes, and so on. Sadly, many facilities on the ground will not work properly in the heat, and the water and electricity will be affected, and we will be roasted dry before the tsunami comes ashore or the hurricane forms. Interrupted, Anderson was still unsatisfied and apologized: "I have limited knowledge in this field, you can consult other experts." ”

"I don't think so." The unbearable Secretary of State first told Anderson to stay on standby and come to him whenever needed. Then turn off the video call.

That's not detailed enough? No wonder Rahe and others don't like to deal with academics, this kind of tirade that lacks nutrition, even Chen Fang has the urge to bang his head against the wall when he listens to it, and the anti-terrorism team now wants a concise description and countermeasures.

"Eighteen suns!" The Secretary of State repeated in a heightened tone that although ordinary people cannot judge the details of the disaster, there can be no doubt that once such fears become a reality, it will be an unprecedented catastrophe.

"Maybe eight, or seven, because of the angle." Chen Fang imitated Anderson's tone, and after being glared at by his grandfather, he said seriously: "Analyzing the terrorists' hobbies, I guess it may be six." ”

"Because of the signals revealed by abnormal fluctuations?" The Secretary of State pressed on the idea that numbers are strange things, especially when you use your imagination to the fullest, and you will find that three numbers can lead to an infinite number of possibilities, from six suns in the sky to eighteen if there are three sixes.

"Not exactly, the terrorist's message of three sixes with abnormal fluctuations does not necessarily mean this, but only proves that he has a special preference for six. The expert also said that artificial stars cannot operate forever, and if they are overloaded, they will explode, and if they explode an artificial star, the terrorist will lose a bargaining chip, and all the stars will explode, and we will not have to be afraid of him. Therefore, terrorists will protect artificial stars as much as possible while creating disasters, and in doing so, they can also prolong the duration of disasters. Chen Fang used empathy, if he was a terrorist, he would not be able to bet all the bets at once.

"The terrorists need plenty of time to negotiate terms with us, and they will definitely delay." General Rach accepted this speculation.

"Procrastination may also be just for fun." Faced with questioning eyes, Chen Fang explained: "The terrorists' demands are very far-fetched, they demand that the Empire withdraw the expeditionary fleet, but in fact, I don't see how anxious they are. ”