"Head, I thought you knew everything, it turns out that you also have shortcomings, in fact, the green paint area detains Tesla and can't delay the arrival of the radio." Zhang Pingfan finally found an opportunity to show off.

"Rookie, I think you know that there is no benefit in taunting the chief. Student Zhang Pingfan! 50 push-ups, right now! Frank yelled.

“hat！？ Do 50 more? Sir, my hands and feet are still shaking after I finished your so-called 'simplified' physical training this morning! Zhang Pingfan's face was black.

"Wait, even if it's going to be corporal punishment, you'll have to wait until he finishes speaking." Johnny said.

"No need, let that rookie lie down, let me pick up this conversation!" Brand put down the newspaper and gloated at Zhang Pingfan.

"In fact, even in the pre-travel era, there was still a debate about who was the inventor of radio technology. The U.S. Patent Office first granted Tesla a patent on radio technology, and then in 1904 the patent was revoked and sublicensed to Marconi of Italy. In 1943, the U.S. High Court reaffirmed the validity of Tesla's patent. Although there are many economic and political factors involved, it also shows that in the early nineteen-nineties, many scientists did devote their energies to the study of radio technology. Brand continued.

"Whew, whew, Maozi has always thought that it was the Russian scientist Popov who invented radio communication technology, whew, whew." Zhang Pingfan, who was panting and standing up, interjected.

"Well, this rookie is right, in fact, the first person to use a radio transmitter to transmit information through Morse code was the Russian Popov." Brand said.

"Then why haven't the newspapers we've consulted published this news before?" Joel asked.

"I think some people should have judged from the battle between the combat troops in the green paint area and the foot basin chicken on the Liaodong Peninsula that the 'Great Song people' have mastered the technology of transmitting information over long distances, so those inventors of the original time and space regarded themselves as imitators, and they must have no cheekiness to hype it up." Johnny said.

"So, we have to bother with Abu throwing a 'tomahawk' at Oxford, right? It's boring! Frank said.

"I hope that group of FSB lunatics also know this history, otherwise with their usual style, it is nothing new to bombard the laboratory of Oxford University again!" Joel said.

"Whew, sir, whew, do they dare to linger near London after poking such a big basket? Whew, whew! Zhang Pingfan, who was almost out of breath, asked.

"Humph! I'll bet a dollar that those lunatics are catsy somewhere in the suburbs of London! "Having played cat-and-mouse with the FSB for so long, Frank knows all too well about opponents who are more daring than bulls.

"Don't say it's them, if it weren't for the convenience of supplying the Mississippi, we would have withdrawn to a place not too far from London, which at this time is the most information-advanced place in the whole world." Johnny said.

"I hope they can take advantage of this, the green paint area has introduced Maozi into the game of splitting the foot basin chicken, and we have some more bargaining chips in our hands to negotiate with the British, I hope they don't make big moves anymore, once the British are in a hurry, this game of chess will not be easy to play." Brand said.

"I hope so, I'm not very optimistic anyway, the Russians have always not appreciated our methods, especially the FSB madmen!" Joel said.

As Frank expected, Ivanovic did not retreat too far from London after detonating a cloudburst bomb in London's Victoria Embankment. After leaving the city of London with the crowd of evacuees, they deliberately left some clues and led their "whereabouts" in the direction of Ireland. Then, as the British continued to expand their search, they turned back and wandered around the town near London.

In fact, Ivanovic and his current location are in the town of Oxford, where the University of Oxford is located. As a small town with world-class universities, there are often unfamiliar faces here - students and visiting scholars. Even if you don't have a bad accent, or even a yellow face, you can find a reasonable reason to exist here.

In this small town just a hundred kilometres from London, you can read the morning issue of The Times over afternoon tea.

"Ivan, it is said that Oxford University is preparing to demonstrate to the public an experiment of transmitting information wirelessly over long distances, do you think the radio signal we captured that day could be British?" Sergei asked Ivanovich with the newspaper in his hand.

"Well, Popov said the same thing back then, in their opinion, a distance of a few hundred meters to a thousand meters is already a long distance for wireless communication." Ivanovich said.

"Anyway, we're going to change our footing, or we can take the British's radio lab in Oxford as well." Sergei said that, as Joel had expected, there were really people in the gang who would not be comfortable without playing with bombs for a few days.

"It's almost time for a public demonstration, and now there's not much point in going to their lab. Besides, if they had a way to increase the power, then the history of wireless broadcasting would not have been delayed for ten years. Anton Anton, a communications expert at this FSB group, said.

"yes, let's focus on how to get in touch with those Yankees. If those CIA sissies hadn't gotten rid of Zhu Han's stupid teammate before the British, we'd have been busy! Ivanovic said.

Zhu Han, who was rescued by the FSB, revealed to Ivanovich the news that the mobile phones issued by the two "director teams" were in Zhang Pingfan's hands. Before withdrawing from London, an FSB team also visited the soap shop that was used for shell advertising, but they found nothing but the still warm bodies of the owner's family.

Obviously, the dead are the best at keeping secrets, and it is not known whether the secret police of the British have killed them, or whether the CIA action team that has come to the rescue has been eliminated.

Still, the public display at Oxford University influenced Ivanovic's original plans for the transfer, and the British authorities took the much-publicized public demonstration very seriously because of the humiliating opening ceremony in Plymouth Bay in front of journalists from all over the world.

It was still a long time before the demo, and Ivanovich and his wife found that a number of secret police had already arrived in Oxford.

"Are we going to withdraw early? Obviously, the security measures in this town will be further escalated in the coming period. Sergey asked Ivanovich.

"No, we're just going to stay here, and when that much-talked-about presentation is over, the secret police will naturally be gone." Ivanovich said.

If Zhao Yi knew Ivanovic's thoughts, he would definitely jump, maybe Ivanovich could be regarded as a brave and reckless commander on the serious spy battlefield, but in this reality show where the "director team" dominates the direction of the story, you can't play according to your previous set!

What are you doing with the British at Oxford? Don't you understand how scary the unbelievable concept of "actual control zone" of the "director's team" is?