After hanging up the phone, Stationmaster Ye didn't forget to sigh a few words to Zhang Tao.

"Where did this stupid hat come from?"

"Oh no! This is a kind man! ”

"I know that Lao Tzu is bored, and I want to pass the time for Lao Tzu to have fun on the pole?"

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Tao immediately pretended to be serious and echoed to Stationmaster Ye.

"Knowing that people are good people, why don't you thank them?"

"It's rude!"

"Hahahaha!"

When the words fell, Stationmaster Ye and Zhang Tao glanced at each other and laughed in unison.

The bright office is instantly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

As the saying goes, "a few families are happy and a few families are sad." ”

In this world, there are always opposites.

Smiles don't come out of nowhere, they just move from one person's face to another's.

Like now.

On the other side, after Stationmaster Ye hung up the phone.

Jones and the others, who were jubilant a few minutes ago, suddenly had a dull expression on their faces.

The originally lively office became a dead silence in an instant, and the pin drop could be heard.

"Doodoo"

Listen to the cold, blind tones that keep coming from the phone.

Jones suddenly felt that his mood was as if he had fallen into the abyss of the Arctic Ocean, which was cold to the bone.

"Sir."

He said this. What is the meaning.? ”

"What do you mean by thanking us for a great show."

Seeing that Stationmaster Ye hung up the phone, Jones's whole person fell into a petrified state and did not make a sound for a long time.

Jones's subordinate pondered for a moment, and finally asked a few questions.

Hearing his subordinate's inquiry, Jones recovered from his stupor, and controlled himself to speak as calmly as possible.

"Don't worry about it so much yet."

"Check the news, especially today's news"

"Now! Right away! Immediately! ”

In the end, Jones found that his trembling voice had betrayed his panic at the moment, and he simply stopped hiding it, and his tone turned into a hysterical roar!

"Yes! Be! ”

As a result, before Jones's subordinates could make a move.

Jones's phone rang again in a hurry.

In an instant, everyone's eyes in the office were focused on Jones's hand, which was made by the Divine Beast family and was of very "reliable" quality.

"Boom."

Somewhat nervous and swallowing, Jones closed his eyes and picked up the phone as if resigned.

"Sir, I'm Jones"

Before Jones could finish speaking, there was a roar of anger and impotence on the phone!

"I know you're Jones!"

"I also know you're a once-in-a-century fool!"

"Tell me! How did the photos and videos of the accident scene get around? ”

As soon as these words came out, Jones instantly broke out in a cold sweat!

In addition to their own people, the only one who has arrived at the plane crash site is Station Master Ye with Jones's consent!

The answer is coming!

"Sir, me."

"I did ask the next door to help watch over the accident scene for a while."

"But I didn't expect that."

In the end, Jones, a strong man of 1.9 meters, was already choked, and his tone was mixed with indescribable, inexplicable resentment and grievances!

In fact, you can't blame Jones for having a problem with his arrangement!

Originally, Jones's calculation was to let Stationmaster Ye bring people to get involved in this matter.

In this way, no matter how it develops in the future, Jones still has a choice for the stationmaster to go into the water and divert his attention.

For example, the F16 engine, the black box, the "inexplicable" one can't be found, and so on.

Even if nothing is lost, it can be lightly pointed out that Stationmaster Ye once brought people to the scene of the accident and is suspected of "destroying evidence".

But who would have thought that the surface-to-air missile that shot down the F16 was the Eagle Sauce's own missile?

Who cares about F16?

Who is Jones going to?

But Jones's chief doesn't give Jones so much opportunity to explain.

All he needed was a scapegoat to get himself out of the whirlpool.

"What didn't you expect?"

"I didn't think you're actually a stupid pig? Take the initiative to send the information to others? ”

"I'm telling you, you are fully responsible for this accident!"

As soon as these words came out, Jones's originally aggrieved expression was instantly stunned!

After a while, Jones slowly straightened up, and the expression on his face turned extremely cold!

Jones was drinking red wine and singing songs in the base, enjoying life.

Inexplicably, it was bombarded with artillery, and the F16 that was sent out was also shot down, but it was especially shot down by its own missile.

Jones is aggrieved, who to talk to?

Now he was scolded by his superiors again, and he had to throw the pot on himself.

The clay man still has three points of fire, let alone the arrogant Jones?

Seeing that the other party obviously planned to abandon him, Jones simply asked with a heartfelt heart.

"Okay, then I'm responsible!"

"Dare to ask the sir, the culprit who let the 'patriots' flow out and aim at our plane!"

"And what is the responsibility?"

If Jones dares to ask this sentence, it means that he has already begun to plan to break the jar.

If you don't let Lao Tzu be good, then don't think about it!

But he clearly underestimated the shamelessness of his superiors!

Listening to Jones's desperate questioning, a very surprised voice suddenly came from the phone.

"Patriots? What patriots? ”

"When did the missile that shot down our F16 turn into a Patriot?"

"Jones, you don't believe the news next door, do you?"

"No, no, no, they don't count."

"Isn't it?"

Even if the evidence is clear, it is already in front of you.

Jones's commander still wants to vigorously deny that the "Patriot" missile was missed.

After all, the F16 was destroyed, this matter can only be said to be a bit embarrassing, and the impact is not so big, Eagle Sauce is still the Eagle Sauce.

But if it is the matter of the "Patriot" missile, once it is confirmed

There are some things that are not called four or two.

If you weigh it, you can't beat it with a thousand catties!

Pull out the radish and bring out the puree, and in the end, no one should think about it!

In order to avoid further escalation, Jones has become the inevitable object of sacrifice.

"Hahahaha!"

"It's hard to count the news next door"

Before Jones finished speaking, the reporter opposite Jones suddenly picked up his mobile phone and showed a very shocked, even frightened expression!

"Bang dang!"

It may be due to the content on the phone, which is too impactful.

The reporter didn't hold it steady, and the phone fell heavily to the ground, attracting Jones's attention.

Looking at the reporter's even more outrageous expression of "100 days of hell", a guess suddenly appeared in Jones's heart.

Leaning over and picking up his phone, the lines of eye-catching news headlines instantly caught Jones's eyes!

[Shocked! The drifting path of the "Patriot" missile! 】

[Is it the distortion of human nature or the degradation of morality, on the first close contact between the "Patriot" missile and the F16! 】

What kind of mess are you doing?

Regardless of these gimmicky titles that are full of gimmicks in order to attract attention.

Jones quickly spotted the point in the news.

After a moment, a smile suddenly appeared on Jones's face.

Very happy, like a smile like revenge!

"Honorable sir."

"You said the news next door, it's not worth believing."

"What do you say about the user of this Patriot missile?"

"Should I believe it?"

Jones's Chief: "??? ”

"Nani?!"

In an instant, Jones and others staged a "dog eat dog" farce in an instant.

Everyone wants to protect themselves in this farce.

But everyone can't really stay out of this "accident".

How ridiculous.

"Tsk."

"I first went to Europe, and then I was sold by Eagle Sauce and European people."

"Eventually, I came to Africa and was used in the F16."

"If it weren't for this group of old irons admitting it themselves, I wouldn't dare believe such an experience!"

"It's across the ocean and over the mountains, why don't you write 'Patriot Crusoe'?"

Half an hour later, the refreshed stationmaster Ye was in the base, judging the blockbuster news released by the group of old irons who didn't wear shoes next door.

The classic "comedy" of the year belongs to Yes.

Looking at this more attractive title, Stationmaster Ye felt that his meal had become a lot more fragrant.

Eagle sauce is so fun.

What a meal!

Of course, there is no shortage of "reflection monsters" such as "the Patriot missile has finally proven its strength, when will we have a missile that can shoot down the F16".

It's like a foul-smelling fly suddenly flew in while tasting a delicious meal.

Every time he sees these news, the happy stationmaster Ye always frowns, clicks on another report, and then takes a screenshot of the picture, and sends it to Chi Weidong, who he hasn't seen for a long time, to see if he can give him a boost. ”

And Zhang Tao, who was holding a glass of water on the side, saw this, and said happily.

"Eagle sauce is really a country that likes to do business."

"It's crazy to think about money!"

"Active-duty equipment, or anti-aircraft missiles with extremely deterrent power, dare to go upside down?"

"Why does he want to throw dirty water on us, me!"

Zhang Tao's attitude is not an exception.

To be precise, in this group of old irons who don't wear shoes, after the news is released.

has always been hard-mouthed, has never "conceded" to Eagle Sauce, and has become a laughing stock all over the world!

Own missiles to their own planes?

Well! It's like something Taka-chan can do!

Not to mention that Eagle Sauce also issued a series of statements denying and trying to muddy the water before, and it was too late to withdraw it!

Now, every statement has turned into a resounding slap in the face of Eagle Sauce!

Looking at Zhang Tao's extremely indignant appearance, Stationmaster Ye suddenly smiled and said cheaply.

"Lao Zhang."

"You said I'd call the next door if I was at this time."

"Ask them if they have any plans to sell 'Patriot' missiles, and we can import a few sets."

"How do you think they're going to react?"

Listening to Stationmaster Ye's remarks of "killing people and punishing the heart", Zhang Tao suddenly couldn't help but speak.

"Do you expect the next door to answer your call?"

"Don't you want to live a few more years?"

"Huh? Hahahaha! ”

After a wave of fun next door, Zhang Tao suddenly stopped laughing and asked Stationmaster Ye with deep meaning.

"Old Ye, tell me about it."

"What's next for them?"

"Do you continue to swallow your anger, or."

Before Zhang Tao finished speaking, Stationmaster Ye waved his hand and asserted with great certainty!

"It doesn't matter what they do next."

"But they will never continue to pretend to be a turtle with a shrunken head!"

"If it's just the downing of the F16, that's it."

"They can use the rhetoric of 'training accidents' to prevaricate the past, or even fight back."

"But now, the matter of F16 is no longer important."

"The important thing is the 'Patriot' missile, the issue of improper guarantee!"

"If this matter is dug deeply, there will be too many things involved, and it can be said to be their lifeline!"

"They're definitely going to find a way to divert their attention!"

Speaking of this, Stationmaster Ye suddenly looked nervous, and said to Zhang Tao very seriously.

"No matter what they choose, you and I who are abroad need to prepare in advance!"

"Hmm!"

Listening to Stationmaster Ye's very profound analysis, Zhang Tao immediately nodded in approval.

"That's right."

"As the saying goes, be prepared, no matter what they want to do, let's be ready!"

Echoing the views of Stationmaster Ye, Zhang Tao turned his mind and asked tentatively to Stationmaster Ye.

"Lao Ye, what you just said, do you want to report to the chief?"

Hearing this, Stationmaster Ye pondered for a moment and nodded approvingly.

"It's time to report back!"

"The chief should have expected this situation, and it is estimated that there will be a countermeasure a long time ago."

At the same time, Eagle Sauce somewhere on the world-famous "vacation" island.

"President. Things can't be stopped."

"The news spreads too fast, and."

Seeing that his subordinate's tone began to be a little slurching, the blonde white man who was sunbathing on the beach suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand and said with some displeasure.

"Go on."

"Yes"

A few simple words, as if with a great sense of oppression, made the subordinates break out in a cold sweat.

"And there are also people among us who contribute to the spread of this news."

"You know, 90 percent of the world's media has the shadow of 'that group of people' behind it."

"Nodding nod, or acquiesce."

"There's no way this thing has spread so fast."

"Now there is a lot of noise, and they have brought up the matter of auditing again."

"Alright."

"I see."

The blonde man suddenly stood up and drank the red wine from the tray.

"A bunch of stupid scum."

"It's all at this time, and I'm still thinking about blocking me."

"Forget it, we'll talk about that later."

"Use some means to cover up the impact of this incident."

As soon as the words fell, the subordinate who had been trembling frowned, pondered for a moment, and then asked cautiously.

"What do you mean, President?"

The blonde man had already walked away by this time, and was walking towards the sea.

After a long time, a faint word came into the ears of his subordinates along the sea breeze.

"The old way."

It's a shift today, brothers don't have to wait, let's rest early.

(End of chapter)