IC65 March 1, Maori.

"I need two shortwave radios, a headset, one for broadcasting, FM 1027.3, and one for listening, FM 226.3." C3-3, Maori's brain, the conversation that takes place at this moment is something that everyone doesn't expect.

Chise was raised by Tsukasa Okita to be an extremely traditional Japanese woman, low-key, humble, serious, and polite to unsettle others, not at all like the attitude of young girls of this era. Of course, these are all observations sent by Zhang Aijia, and Chise may be a celebrity in Nagahama, but Maori's previous knowledge of her was limited to a thin three-page file, and it wasn't until she became the leader of the scavengers that she was carefully investigated. Among them, the most authoritative report came from Zhang Aijia, but even the report given by Chise was completely different from what everyone saw in this conference room. Today, she is completely anti-customer-oriented, facing Phoenix on the platform, and facing Oren in the brain.

"Give her the shortwave radio." Prime Minister Oren is a truly generous man, and instead of getting angry about issues such as dominance, he quickly adjusts his mentality and gives strangers the respect they deserve, as they usually do. Pegasus was full of talent, and soon, the shortwave radio station and the operator came to the ground floor conference room of Zhinao.

"Radio 1 FM 1027.3, headset, Radio 2 FM 226.3, amplification playback." Chise bows to the operator, prompting the operator to salute in return. While the operators were scrambling to set up the station, Chise bowed to Oren and Phoenix again. Traditional Japanese people are good at using this gesture to convey feelings, and at least the whole meeting room felt the gratitude and guilt of this petite woman.

"You seem to be in a hurry than we are." Phoenix smiled faintly.

"I'm sorry." Chise bowed again, and sure enough, Oren and Phoenix began to feel the kind of uneasiness that Zhang Aijia said, "I already got in touch with Solomon and Matsubara yesterday, and the teacher and Mr. Supal also passed away. ”

"Really? No wonder. What about Souler and Mo'er? I remember they were also in Nagahama's breakout team. Oren's tone was full of regret.

"They're fine, they've arrived in Songbara and brought back the body of Lord Supal."

Oren's mood was mixed. When Andy died, he regretted it for a long time. After all, after returning to serve for more than ten years, Andy is the best channel for Maori to exert influence on the waste pickers, and at this moment, hearing the news of the death of the other two great waste pickers, coupled with Park Tianhui's unexplained betrayal, the original leadership group of the waste pickers is completely wiped out. In terms of benefits, the scavengers must be more dependent on Maori, after all, the organization is now in Solomon, this is the best time to put a Maori brand on this unruly organization, and the impact of Andy's sacrifice is minimized. On the downside, the big scavengers represent the strongest force of the scavengers, at least in the current situation, the role of the scavengers has become extremely limited, which is not good news for the already disadvantaged Maori.

"That's the only good news I've heard these days." Phoenix breathed a sigh of relief, "But using shortwave radio communications, the scavengers are really clear." "In the IC era, shortwave communication was a stage for radio enthusiasts, and countless civil radio stations were flooded with it, and this field was not unattended, but too public, which was equivalent to being exposed to the world.

"It's not a surprise, it's just a last resort. No force would allow an unapproved international base station to be set up on its own territory, and Shizu Yanagi Iwago ordered the scavengers at the time to set up contact on these shortwave channels after His Excellency Inst was besieged by the Global Human Alliance, and the reception and broadcast channels of each branch were different. My ancestor once said that if we happen to be monitored in hundreds of thousands of channels, we can only wait to be killed. The signal was adjusted, the public horn rustled, and the operator handed over the headset and made an OK gesture.

"Mr. Yanagi is a great weapon, but unfortunately he died of personal vendettas, if he is still alive, I believe that the scavengers will be in a different situation." Prime Minister Oren wears a headset, and there are two pairs of headsets, one in Chise's hand. Since they had already been contacted yesterday, according to what Chise had done, I believe that the Scavengers branch of Matsubara had already contacted the people of Huaxia, as if they were waiting thousands of miles away.

"The teacher said that instead of complaining, it is better to do what you can." Chise put her hand on the broadcast button, "Prime Minister Wang Xun is in Songyuan, I think this conversation will be between him and you, sorry, our channel can't provide holograms, I hope you have a way to judge the identity of the other side." ”

"Already helped a lot, let's get started." Oren didn't care too much, the rest of the conversation boiled down to testing each other and testing the stability of communication, and even future conversations would not involve too sensitive topics, the channel was provided by the scavengers, and more importantly, this channel was open to those who knew it, and there was no way to avoid leaks.

"This is Izumo, please answer Matsubara." There is no imaginary code, and Chise's tone is like a phone call. Every 2 minutes, after 3 consecutive times, the sound finally came out from the loudspeaker.

"I'm Dong Shuying, is it Miss Chise on the other side?"

"I'm Chise Snow, the spark never stops, Your Excellency the Silver Scavenger."

"There is no more hope, Your Excellency the Silver Scavenger." Miss Dong's voice was very clear, it seemed that the signal of this so-called channel was unexpectedly good, and of course it could be the reason for the radio level of several operators.

"I'm in Māori, right next to Prime Minister Oren, did you do what I asked you yesterday?" Even through the radio waves, Chise did not let go of her etiquette.

"Premier Wang Xun is in the branch, I will hand him the headset immediately, please wait." A moment later, a clear voice replaced Miss Dong's soft voice on the speaker: "Oren? ”

"Wang Xun?"

"I guess Ms. Phoenix is by your side, I met in Beijing a few years ago, and I still miss it, please say hello on my behalf." Brushing brush, Phoenix quickly wrote some words on the paper and sent them to Oren's eyes.

"You didn't show up that day, Ms. Phoenix still regrets not being able to shake hands with you once, but how is Professor Luo's health recently, Huaxia has not been peaceful these days, and Professor Li has been worried about him."

"Professor Luo is a treasure of China, and the situation in Beijing has always been stable, so please tell Professor Li that there is no need to worry. If you really miss it, you can come over, Huaxia can provide Professor Li with better research conditions than Maori. "Authentication is almost complete. The technical teams on both sides are busy recording the characteristics of their voices, which is an important criterion for judging future conversations, and they must not be sloppy at all.

"Premier Wang blatantly pried the corner of the wall, I won't convey this sentence to you." Oren smiled, Wang Xun was good at diplomacy, and his words were sharp, these are world-famous, and the two have had a lot of dealings with each other, but there are very few conversations like this.

"I look forward to talking to Professor Li next time." Wang Xun smiled heartily on the other end.

"Also by short wave?"

"Even if communication is restored, I will never make a call, I can assure you, of course, that is limited to me."

"It seems that Huaxia is eager for Professor Li."

"Not to mention Professor Li, Maori talents are like Jiang Zhiqing, Huaxia can't wait to invite them over, you know, the first place on our headhunting list is Prime Minister Oren."

"It seems that you really want me to release him, and this person is not Professor Li." Oren's brows furrowed, Wang Xun did not leave the talent, which was more than what was needed to verify the correct body.

"Of course it's not Professor Li, aren't there two young people on your side who are visiting Songyuan?"

"You mean Sole and Mo'er? Is that what they mean? ”

"It can be regarded as the last wish of His Excellency Supal, Sule Zheji originally wanted to contact you personally, but unfortunately the communication was not smooth, and it can only be through this presumptuous way."

"They're important to Huaxia?"

"At this stage, yes, their identity can determine Huaxia's response in the next stage." Wang Xun's words are believed by Olen, not only because of the sincerity in his words, but also because the proposal itself is abrupt, even if it does not destroy the alliance between the two sides, it will inevitably leave a mustard and affect the mutual trust between the two sides.

"Really? Then I will make an exception and allow the two to transfer their nationality, and the relevant procedures will be handled separately in the two places. ”

"Allow me to express my gratitude."

"It's all about fighting the alliance, and I look forward to your good news."

"Please believe in Huaxia's determination to resist, we will meet in Shangri-La."

That was the end of the conversation, and although there was no goodbye, the two prime ministers put down their headsets almost simultaneously and issued the same directive.

"Establish a special liaison room and select a liaison."

Chise was invited out of the conference room, and before leaving, her unofficial demands were met, and the scavengers would participate in the defense of the Solomon as mercenaries, while the ineffective agency personnel and the subsequent Spark Consortium would be transferred to the Māori branch in Tasmania and sheltered by the Māori government during the war.

"The situation in Huaxia is not optimistic." Phoenix pinched his fingers and spoke solemnly.

Chise is gone, the radio station and the operator are also gone, and only Oren, Phoenix, and Rein are left in the conference room, and Zhang Aijia's holographic signal is sent in to participate in the meeting as the fourth person.

"It looks like the scavengers' channel has passed the test." Zhang Aijia saw the expressions on everyone's faces, and even if she hadn't experienced the previous communication, she basically guessed the truth.

"You can use it, but you can't prevent eavesdropping at all, so it's not very valuable." Oren waved his hand, and Minister Rhine immediately transmitted the call record to Zhang Aijia, including text and audio signals.

"There is a lot of thought in China, there are fierce conflicts, and their problems are much bigger than ours, and it seems that they cannot be expected to play a big role." While looking at the information, Zhang Aijia didn't raise her head, and the topic went straight to the core.

"I believe what Premier Wang said shows that their leadership is still determined to fight." Orun had a heavy heart, and the call seemed to say nothing, but the two prime ministers had already conveyed the situation clearly, the internal affairs of Maori were calm, Oren achieved a wartime dictatorship, and there was internal disorder in China, but the determination to fight was strong, and the leadership had already thought about integrating the situation.

"We still have to prepare for the collapse of China." Minister Rein bit his lip and looked serious.

"Be prepared, but don't be too nervous. The resilience and centripetal force of the Han people have been tested by history, and our choice of them as allies is not necessarily without considerations beyond data. I can't tell if this is Prime Minister Oren's true thoughts or words of comfort, but he did say so, and everyone here can only use this as comfort.

"We'll see, I'll ask the Wehrmacht to step up their equipping." Minister Rhine whispered.

"If you return, you must also be prepared to fight against Fanor, Andy has sacrificed, how to fight against the fourth order, you must make a plan." Oren continued.

"I don't have a clue." Phoenix couldn't help but sigh.

"Let's be irresponsible, you don't have to think about the fate of failure, we will probably all be dead by then, regardless of the flood." Oren joked with a smile.

"yes, he's flooded."

There was a long silence in the conference room until it was over.