Chapter 134: Military Intelligence Minister Yat
Yat's full name is Yat? Wood, a 46-year-old colonel in the Federal Military Department, served in the Special Operations Column directly under the Federal Military Department in his early years. Although his appearance is ordinary and his complexion is dark, his sharp eagle eyes make anyone who has seen him unconsciously feel a chill in their hearts that is being peeped into. In charge of the Military Intelligence Department for nearly ten years, Yate has provided a lot of important information to Rui Youling and other core high-level leaders of the military department, which has been appreciated by these high-level figures and has become one of the hottest figures in the military department in recent years.
At present, the task given to Yate by the top level of the military department is to secretly collect enough evidence and use the media and public opinion to build momentum, so as to pave the way for the military department to suppress or regain control of Jihua in the remaining four major theaters in the next step. Among the four major theaters, the fifth theater of Bart and Auston was the top priority, and the military top brass paid special attention to it, so Yate decided to go out in person.
As he casually flipped through the encrypted files of the latest developments in various shilis, Arter almost intuitively stared at the information that briefly described Solomi's counterattack.
For the Solomi counterattack, in the battle report sent to the Federal Military Department by the Fifth War Zone, there are only a few sentences, which can almost be regarded as a passing pass. Although behind the battle report, Lieutenant Colonel Lin Bin, the acting commander of the 28th Air Assault Division, played up his outstanding performance in this battle, he did not mention the detailed process of the counterattack, and he did not even mention the casualty figures of his own side. Such a battle report was obviously different from the rest of the battle reports sent back by the Fifth War Zone before, and his intuition told Art that the Fifth War Zone seemed to be trying to hide something.
"Acting Division Commander Lieutenant Colonel Lin Bin?" Reading the name of Brother Gongzi, a string of information immediately appeared in Art's mind, and he gradually became a little conscious. Behind that battle report was the military department's commendation for Lin Bin. Lin Bin was exceptionally promoted to colonel in World War I and officially promoted to commander of the 28th Air Assault Division. As for Lin Bin's information, Yate is not unfamiliar.
"The grandson of the vice speaker of the House of Lords, the son of the chairman of a large transgalactic consortium, and the prospective son-in-law of Auston, well, it's not a small one!" On the special plane of the Military Intelligence Department to the headquarters of the Fifth Theater of Operations, Art stroked his bald head while staring at the information displayed on the microcomputer in his palm, as if muttering to himself.
The headquarters of the Fifth War Zone is located in Haoyi's birthplace, on the planet Edel in the Poole Star Zone, a desert area one hundred kilometers away from the capital city of Dessa. Beneath the seemingly uninhabited desert lies a sprawling base covering thousands of hectares. In addition to all the facilities in the base, there is also a special operations division stationed in the base as the guards unit of the headquarters of the Fifth Theater of Operations.
After the special plane with a large air-ground dual-purpose nuclear power engine flew over this desert area, a huge hole in the sand dunes below the plane suddenly cracked, and inside it was a flight passage with flashing signal lights. As soon as the plane adjusted its attitude slightly, it burrowed into the flight channel, and the large square mouth immediately closed, turning into a yellow sand dune again.
In a secret meeting room in the core of the base, the two chief and deputy commanders of Bart and Auston are secretly discussing something with dozens of generals under their command. On the huge holographic display screen in the conference room, what appeared was actually a three-dimensional map of the galaxies of the whole federation, which was marked by various colored stars, which was probably a detailed map of the distribution of various shili.
The generals of the Fifth Theater were whispering something to each other, and some of them were passing two pieces of paper back and forth in their hands. In that era of computer technology, paper materials were scarce and scarce, and they rarely appeared in the eyes of ordinary people. Generally speaking, people are accustomed to viewing the information that appears on the spatial holographic display, which is convenient and fast.
However, it is precisely because of the highly developed computer technology that the data stored on the microcomputer or the network is very easy to be stolen by some computer network masters. Relatively speaking, the important information recorded on special paper is almost impossible to be stolen by those "well-intentioned" people unknowingly unless it is directly stolen by someone. Therefore, in that era of highly developed information technology, paper materials are still an effective carrier for recording important confidential documents for those departments that need a high degree of confidentiality.
"Generals, everyone has seen those two documents about the same!" Auston, who was sitting in the position of vice chairman of the conference table, coughed lightly twice and said lightly. Bart, who sat next to him, was leisurely smoking a cigar and squinting at the generals in the audience, who seemed to be accustomed to formal occasions and the presence of Alston in presiding over meetings.
Hearing Auston speak, the generals, who had different numbers of gold stars on their shoulders, immediately stopped talking in a low voice and sat up. The two paper documents were then sent back to Alston.
"These two pieces of information are intelligence agencies directly under the headquarters, which cost a lot of manpower and material resources, and even sacrificed several senior intelligence officers in exchange for important information." Although Auston is a little short and stocky, there is an indescribable majesty in this occasion. Gently rubbing the two documents in his hand, Auston looked up at the generals in the conference room, those small eyes suddenly flashed coldly, and said coldly: "Although the rebellion in the Miami Star District has been successfully put down by us, it does not mean that we can sit back and relax. Our federation has now reached an extremely dangerous moment, and the shadow of the civil war has not only not disappeared, but has penetrated into the marrow of the federation, and even our fifth war zone has been pushed to the forefront of the storm. Where to go, Commander Bart and I have also been thinking about it for a long time, and now we need you generals to talk about it here at this time! The fate of our Fifth Theater ......"
Just as Auston's tone became more and more excited, and he had even raised the information in his hand high, and his fair old face turned slightly red, suddenly the automatic door of this fully enclosed conference room was forcibly opened, and a major officer broke in with an anxious face.
His impassioned speech, which he was about to speak, was abruptly interrupted, and Auston's face suddenly became gloomy. Just as he was about to be angry, Auston saw that the major officer was his internal guard adjutant, and his heart jumped, and his brow furrowed tightly.
"Anthony, don't you know I'm having a confidential meeting with the generals?" Auston held back his unhappiness and asked coldly.
"Your Excellency, Commander!" The major officer, known as Anthony, hurried over to Auston and Barth, leaned down and whispered a few words in their ears.
It was a few whispers from the major that made Auston's face change again, and even Barth, who was smoking a cigar leisurely, looked back at Auston in surprise. After that, Auston's eyes flashed, and he whispered a whisper to Barth, and then got up and followed the major out of the room.
Moments later, Auston returned to his luxurious office. When he entered the door, Auston saw Yat sitting on a leather sofa leisurely sipping coffee, and a major officer holding a square ornate iron box in his hand, standing straight behind Yat.
"Yo, what's the wind that sends the hot Minister Art to my place where birds don't?" Auston's fair and chubby face put on his usual old smile, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "What is this?" Do you want to give me this old immortal gift? Minister Arte! ”
"After all these years, Your Excellency the Commander is still so talkative!" Hearing the sound of Auston entering the door, Art unhurriedly put down the coffee in his hand, slowly got up, and instead of ignoring the full irony in Auston's mouth, he saluted respectfully, and then greeted with a smile.
Seeing that Art didn't pay attention to his cynicism, Auston's old face was a little uncomfortable, and he walked quickly to his huge desk and sat down leisurely, stretched out his hand, put on a serious face, and said, "Please take a seat, Minister Art!" ”
"Thank you, Commander!" Art's black face showed white teeth, smiled, and sat down on the sofa again.
"Minister Yate, I don't have much time, and I have an important meeting in the theater to attend. I won't say much polite words, just say it directly, what order did the military department let you bring over this time? Alston asked faintly, leaning back in his rotating space chair.
"It's okay, Your Excellency the Commander has a lot of people, and I'm not polite!" Art got up and took the square iron box in the hand of the adjutant of the major behind him, put it in front of Auston's desk, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Commander, this time I was ordered by the high-level of the military department to come to confer the medal on Senior Colonel Lin Bin, the commander of the 28th Air Assault Division in your theater!" With that, Art opened the square tin box to Auston, revealing a star-shaped medal carved with an olive branch.
"In view of Senior Colonel Lin Bin's outstanding performance in the Solomy counterattack, Marshal Rui Youling specially awarded Senior Colonel Lin Bin the Federal Peace Medal as an encouragement!" In Auston's somewhat surprised eyes, Art stood up and spoke.
"Didn't the medal given to Lin Bin by the military department already be awarded with the promotion order? When did it come to me again on a whim to add a peace medal to that kid? Auston couldn't have imagined that Yat had come to award a medal to Lin Bin, and blurted out in surprise.
"This, the contemptible person is not very clear!" Art smiled faintly and said: "Anyway, this is an order given to me by Marshal Rui Youling personally, asking me to come in person and personally award the medal to Colonel Lin Bin." ”
"Wait!" Auston frowned, stretched out his hand to interrupt Art's words, and asked after a moment of silence, "No, Minister Arte!" If I'm not mistaken, you're in charge of the military intelligence department, and you don't seem to have to worry about awarding medals, right? ”
"Oh, that's right!" Hearing Auston's questioning, Art replied unhurriedly: "The contemptible man came this time, in addition to being entrusted by Marshal Rui Youling to award the medal to Colonel Lin Bin, of course, there is an additional task!" ”
"Oh? What task? Alston was even more curious.
"The Tactical Research Office of the Military Department feels that the Solomy counterattack is a classic, and hopes to obtain more detailed information on the tactical battles of the counterattack, so as to facilitate the study of tactical norms that will help improve the combat effectiveness of the rest of the Federation's army. Therefore, Marshal Rui Youling specially asked me to come to Colonel Lin Bin to learn about the detailed process of this counterattack! Yate said with a smile on his face: "I wonder if Your Excellency the Commander can let the contemptible people meet this Colonel Lin Bin?" ”