"Twelve hours ago, a lunar mining site in Olympus, the largest aerospace equipment manufacturer on Earth, a mining conglomerate, and weapons manufacturer, was attacked. According to Olympus executives, 130 people have been killed in the attack, and no group has yet claimed responsibility. But Olympus, for its part, said there was plenty of reason to suspect that the attack was orchestrated by the Group of 64. To that end, they will end the second global trade summit being held in the Aleutian principality and hold the G64 accountable. Blake, director general of the G64's Department of Armed Defense, strongly denied this. At the same time, the League of Nations said it would intervene in the investigation as soon as possible and called on all parties to remain calm and refrain from speculation until the facts have been clarified. Principality of Hailan Radio and Television, reported on April 27, 2083. ”

At this time, in the city of Haydn, the capital of the Aleutian principality, in the International Conference Center, a fierce polemic was about to begin.

The spacious and bright hall was filled with officials in suits and leather shoes, and the atmosphere was extremely dull. There are three rows of tables on the main table, two vertical rows on the left and right, and one horizontal row in the middle. There are six in the left row and three empty; There are more than a dozen in the row on the right, and it is full of people. There are three tables in a horizontal row in the middle, and a fat man sits in the middle. The fat man was the head of the League of Nations, Palmer.

In the center of the right row is an aristocratic man, seated in a precarious position, and from time to time he straightens his collar and cuffs, revealing a sparkling silver watch encrusted with broken diamonds. His eyes were fixed on the empty seat in front of him, and he did not speak, as if dissatisfied. The other officials did not speak, and sat upright like him.

"Rest easy, Mr. Morant, the G64 delegates will be soon." The fat man said word by word.

Suddenly, the door to the entrance hall opened, and a creaking sound resounded throughout the hall, and out of it came a dark-skinned soldier in camouflage uniform. He was followed by two assistants, each carrying four black suitcases, two on the left and two on the right. The camouflage uniform hurried through the hallway, sat down in the empty seat on the left side of the main desk, took the assistant's suitcase, poured out a large stack of materials, and stacked them on the conference table.

The silver watch leaned back, glanced at the papers on the table, coughed lightly, and said, "Well, you're Blake." ”

"Please don't speak to me in such a contemptuous tone, I don't believe Cassius is such a rude man." The camouflage uniform responded in a loud voice, and his voice echoed throughout the hall.

"Well, then, Mr. Black. I wonder if we should talk about Mine 26. ”

"I have stressed many times that the G-64 has nothing to do with this matter, and we have never and will never launch any non-defensive military attack against any country or organization."

Blake's tone was sonorous and powerful, and even the water in the teacup was microwavering.

"Really? Mr. Black, it's not a good habit to tell lies. You would never have imagined that there would be a survivor in the attack you had so painstakingly planned - bring him up......"

"Take these off for me, I'm not hurt, and these bandages......"

The entrance door was slammed open, and two guards limped up to the podium with a young man in their arms—it was Director Hegel!

Blake's heart was shocked, and he recognized it at a glance. Blake was very impressed by Director Hegel, who was a protégé of Professor Green and his own disciple. In the assassination case in the Arctic Ocean, he secretly saved him, and he was only seven years old at the time. The two looked at each other. Ten years later, Blake reckoned that he had long since lost his memory of who he was. But soon he regained his seriousness, and he understood that at this time he must not compromise, and must not allow any external factors to interfere with his thinking.

"Tell me, Director Hegel, when and in what form you were attacked."

The young man took a few deep breaths, straightened up and said, "Okay, Commander Morant." We were first attacked by an electromagnetic attack at 5:30 p.m. Haydn time on April 24 and continued until 9:15 a.m. on the 25th. During this time, we were subjected to at least 11 electromagnetic attacks of various scales. The largest attack occurred at 11 a.m. on the 25th, when we were attacked at once by 32 warplanes, who fired 96 missiles at us. ”

"Mr. Black, if I'm not mistaken, at 17 o'clock in the evening of the 24th, the time when the 'Orion' space station left low Earth orbit, its trajectory was not reported to the League of Nations during the entire 25th, and on the afternoon of the 26th, our bases 19, 21 and 33 simultaneously observed that the 'Orion' space station was leaving the lunar orbit. And this space station is capable of carrying exactly 32 spacecraft. Mr. Black, am I right? The silver watch raised an eyebrow triumphantly, looked at Director Black, and then at Palmer.

"Mr. Morant, pay attention to your tone, I hope you can communicate on an equal footing." The fat man glanced at the silver watch, and seemed a little dissatisfied.

"I've explained this a long time ago!" Orion's mission is to go to Mars for an expedition, and the reason why it passed through the moon was because it had to receive a batch of unmanned detectors, and the reason why it did not report the voyage was because on the 25th our space station was subjected to severe electromagnetic interference and could not establish contact with the monitoring center. Am I not clear enough? Blake slapped the table excitedly, his eyes as if he was about to swallow the other party in one gulp, "Okay, since you brought a so-called witness, then let me ask you: what kind of fighter and missile are the fighters and missiles that launched the attack?" What kind of flight attitude? What kind of attack? What kind of livery? ”

"I can't tell their models." The young man replied.

"The G64, in accordance with the principle of peace and openness, has announced to the international community all its armed forces, down to every radar and every artillery. Because our armies are built for peace, not for war. As far as I know, Director Hegel was a top student of the Military Academy, and if even he did not know, then it can only be said that these 32 planes do not belong to us at all. And you, Olympus, God knows how much military power you are hiding. ”

"Director Hegel is tired, take him down to rest." At the command of the silver watch, the two guards couldn't help but help the young man and limped towards the exit.

In the middle of the night, the silver watch flickered and said, "Your language has no logic." I think you should have Commander Clay present in person and confront him in court. ”

"Then as a reciprocal, President Cassius should also come in person." Blake didn't budge.

At this moment, the main entrance of the hall was suddenly pushed open. Blake turned his head and quickly got up, but he was muttering in his heart. Commander Clay, what is he here for? But what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

"No need to fight anymore, we declare responsibility for this incident."

That's what Commander Clay said? It can't be, absolutely impossible! Blake's mind went blank, and he stood still not knowing what to do.

I saw Commander Clay's face tilted upwards at a 45-degree angle, as if he had accomplished some major achievement, and looked around the hall with contempt. Director Palmer looked at him coldly and didn't say a word.

The silver watch left the scene angrily with the group, throwing off the phrase: "You and your people will pay the price."

There was a dead silence in the hall, and even the sound of the recorder's pen scratching across the paper could be heard.