"Section Chief! These guys have been talking nonsense for almost a week, and they are getting more and more intense day by day, and they are as jealous as if they want to eradicate the national thief! Zhang Yue pushed Su Xiaomei away, pushed the door open hard, rushed in indignantly, slapped an internal journal in his hand on Zhuang Yan's desk, lifted the document like snow, and covered the section chief's face lightly: "Didn't you say that the Minister of Internal Affairs had an appointment with them?" The result? We see the internal magazine changing tricks and sarcastically ridiculing the Iron Curtain team all day long, and our lungs are blown up! ”

Su Xiaomei couldn't hold Zhang Yue, poked her head out at the door, and hurriedly shirked: "It's not that I didn't hold the door, I can't hold Zhang Yue." ”

Zhuang Yan took off the detailed rules of the plasma defense system that was pasted on his face by static electricity, revealing a pair of bloodshot yellow eyes, his face was expressionless, and he was tired and sluggish to pick up the internal publications that Zhang Yue had thrown on the table.

As soon as he saw the word "Iron Curtain" on the cover, he didn't need to turn the page to know that it was a well-known crusade. Four days ago, internal publications set off a wind of errata, and at first they published articles questioning the waste of the Iron Curtain project, and even suspected that Zheng Guo was tired of repairing canals.

Because of the words of the internal magazine, as long as the relevant departments acquiesce, there is basically nowhere to refute, and the management will not pay attention to it. However, for the R&D department of daily reading, the internal publications that are exposed to it are one of the authoritative positions of official communication.

Zhuang Yan happened to annoy Minister Wei again, and it was difficult to shake the people in the internal magazine for a while. In the past four days, he has tried to immerse himself in the work of macroscopic particles, and he has been boiling blood, but he is always unable to let go. Four days have passed, and the internal magazine scolded him for his exciting words, and Zhuang Yan can all be recited backwards, which shows that he is haunted behind his back.

Although Zhuang Yan endured it, the subordinates of the R&D department who he arrogantly deceived thought that he would talk and laugh with Minister Wei as soon as he made a phone call, so the opportunity to compete with the heroes of the internal magazine was just around the corner, and they all happily waited for him to correct the name of the Iron Curtain team. As a result, in the past four days, the wording of the internal magazine has become more and more angry, to the point of being aggressive, and I can't wait to pull out the shrinking turtle Zhuang Yan for criticism.

In contrast, all members of the R&D department determined that the respected Iron Curtain team was not a shrunken turtle. The loud voice of the internal magazine does not mean that the internal magazine has told the truth. It's just that no one argues with it.

Zhang Yue broke into the door angrily, in fact, he didn't ask for much, he just hoped that Zhuang Yan would stand up, use his own literacy to quote scriptures, refute the slander in the internal magazine, and tell everyone what is right. Justify your name, give justice to the Iron Curtain team, and use a calm debate to get out of everyone's hearts for four days.

Zhuang Yan knew it, so when he looked at the publication, his face was expressionless, only tired.

Minister Wei is still angry, if she doesn't do it, Zhuang Yan can't make a final decision. Moreover, it took 300 years after Copernicus' death to set things right, and Van Gogh became world-famous after he blew off his head. Truths have to endure the torment of poverty before they can be recognized by the world. Zhuang Yan went to fight with the internal magazine, what can he fight for?

Trolls are invincible not because they are well-read, but because they are adept at changing topics, changing concepts, inverting sophistry, wearing high hats, and finally being able to scold the street with confidence.

If there is no fact of slapping his face, Zhuang Yan would have no other way than to shoot the case, scold the other party for three days and three nights, and use the classic method of "whoever instigates whose grandson to shut up first has no asshole", otherwise there is no other way.

Therefore, after Zhuang Yan realized that he could not make a final decision, he chose to be silent for the time being, because he had too much work - the plasma shield had been deduced and feasible, the macroscopic particles were in the calculus, and there were mountains of problems waiting for him to do. To be honest, he endured very hard for the past four days.

But how? Perhaps the space-based blow of the US imperialists fell from the sky, and then the grinding effort could be omitted and the trolls could be shut up directly. But is it possible? Is it worth it? There was a bad breath, and then everyone was unlucky together? The Iron Curtain project has not yet been commissioned.

So bear with it. Who hasn't been BB, if the egg hurts, it's over when you walk.

This is Zhuang Yan's mental activity in these four days. It was these thoughts that made him choose to give in and focus on more important progress.

But there is a limit to coaxing, Zhuang Yan can bear it, Zhang Yue, Liu Feng and the big girls and boys in the No. 400 R&D Department can't bear it. So Zhang Yue couldn't bear it anymore and finally broke in, as if the main battle faction was forcing the palace to die, and he couldn't swallow this breath.

Zhang Yue stood in front of the section leader's desk, and when he finished speaking, his lips were still trembling, his chest was panting and heaving, and he stared at the section leader intently. Su Xiaomei had never seen Zhang Yuefa with such a big fire, so she hid outside the door and watched.

Zhuang Yan's gaze moved to those publications, and the huge headline marked in red on the cover was shocking:

"What is the reason for the construction of the construction at the critical moment of the bottom of the kettle"

He let out a long sigh, checked the number directly, and dialed in the propaganda department.

"Hello, I am Zhuang Yan, the head of Section 2 of the R&D Department. I would like to ask who wrote the criticism of the Iron Curtain project in this issue, and I would like to speak to the author. ”

"Sorry, the editorial office protects the privacy of contributors, and has no comment."

"Then I want to talk to the person in charge. The Iron Curtain Project is not as useless as it seems, it has significance. ”

"I am. I'm sorry, but I really don't see any point in a big magnet sucking down a plane in the sky? I heard that the money you made for magnets is enough to add a temporary airfield to the base that is full of J-10. I think the airport is much more significant. ”

"While the Indians defended their bows with leather shields, the Spaniards' muskets landed. When the Qing government deployed muskets, the foreign powers bombarded the gate with rifled artillery. The scariest thing in the world is that when the enemy becomes stronger, you are still in your imagination. Zhuang Yan said bitterly, "The base is in the hinterland, and it is impossible for the enemy to fly in again." Airports are just icing on the cake, not just a nice-to-have. ”

"Hehe, then Your Excellency is really far-sighted. It's shallow. The other party sneered, "Maybe it's just that you're worried." Who dares to bombard my homeland? Hopefully, decades from now, looking at the ruins of the Iron Curtain, you will remember today's quibbles and apologize to your colleagues today for wasting a hundred million ......."

The earth shook and the mountains shook. The ashes fluttered down. The lights dimmed instantly, as if the voltage was unstable.

"How ......" The voice in the microphone faded, and the person in charge seemed to turn his head to ask someone else.

A second violent shock wave rushed in, the sound was like rolling thunder, and the person in charge on the phone screamed like a woman who had been beaten.

In the next second, the familiar air defense sirens were piercing and humming, whining and pulling for a long time, as if it would never stop. Zhuang Yan scolded into the microphone with all his might: "Stupid, right? smashed the microphone, tore off the suit and threw it off his shoulders, put it on his sleeves, and slammed the door with Zhang Yue and walked out.

Striding into the corridor, Li Ming came out at the same time and walked side by side with him: "We have to evacuate the crowd and let them go back to the rest cabin." ”

The two had already walked into the hall, and the panicked white coats were running all over the ground, Zhuang Yan saw Su Xiaomei trembling holding the load-bearing pillar, bowing her head and burying her face with long hair, and her screams were covered by air raid sirens.

Because the air defense siren was too loud, Zhuang Yan shouted to Li Ming at the top of his voice: "Go back to the chicken neck rest cabin!" Missiles have never been so shaken when they wash the floor! This shock wave is a fusion reaction! ”

Li Ming's eyes were instantly clear, and he reacted.

The high-energy particles emitted by the space-based particle cannon have the ability to strike at sub-light speeds, and the radar will not have time to warn them. The neutron stream in the particle cannon was bombarded by the proton beam, producing a clean probabilistic fusion reaction, and the released nuclear energy shock wave could penetrate the two-kilometer stratum and have an impact on the Qifeng base itself.

Li Ming's authority is extremely high, and a report of battle damage has already been transmitted on his mobile phone: 40% of the west side of the ground power supply area has been destroyed, and the voltage of the base is unstable.

Only then did the radar begin to warn. At the same time, the incandescent lamp is extinguished, the fluorescent emergency lamp is faintly lit, the whole base is decompressed and power is limited, all the power is connected to the iron curtain system, and the magnetic field barrier is opened at full power to prevent the next bombardment.

There is no need to defend anything. Many years later, when that aggressive comrade saw the brilliant "What is the reason for the construction of the construction at the critical moment of the salary draw at the bottom of the kettle" and "Waste the country, hundreds of millions of decent projects have risen from the ground", it is estimated that he would like to go to the police station to change his name. While the gongs and drums were beating and asking what they wanted it for, the Iron Curtain was already activated at full power. The person in charge who was quite temperamental on the phone had been frightened by the steely reality, and was probably trembling and praying that something would not go wrong with the Iron Curtain.

Whoever mutters that the Iron Curtain is not needed, the people of the whole country despise him.