Chapter 362 Mike, your department is responsible!
“Who can tell me what’s going on right now?!”
The 65-year-old Bernard, the director of the Federal Central Intelligence Agency, rarely used foul language.
It was he who had brought Mike Connor, the director of the Center for Subversion and Public Opinion Guidance, to discuss with the President and the Secretary of Defense, and obtained their permission to carry out operations against the Atlas Group.
I thought I could make a big show in this operation to restore the CIA's declining image among the top government officials, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a big show.
The little blue man in the live broadcast of the 'Eye of Truth' is like a big invisible hand, slapping everyone in the CIA's face.
And snapping.
“Why was the psychic agent we spent a huge amount of money training discovered so easily by a private company?!
Why did a secret operation turn into a real-time broadcast across the universe?
Do you want the CIA to be the laughingstock of everyone? ”
There was silence in the conference room. No one dared to speak out to cause trouble. Only the live voiceover of the 'Eye of Truth' on the big screen was left. At this time, the cat lady anchor was still giving off-site commentary:
"According to the information we have obtained, many recent suicide bomb attacks are all controlled by federal psychic agents.
This makes all peace-loving people ask, 'The Federation What do you want to do?'"
"You're so fucking mute?"
Seeing no one spoke, Bernard slapped the table several times. He was injured during a field mission when he was young. The replacement mechanical prosthetic leg directly caused several cracks on the oak tabletop.
Everyone in the conference room couldn't help but tremble a few times amidst the loud banging on the table.
As the operator of the entire plan and the person in charge of this operation, Mike Connor knew that he could no longer be a coward, so he cautiously said:
"Director. Um. Should we stop the operation now? At the same time, we should find a way to terminate the battlefield broadcast on Atlas."
"What do you think? Or do you want everyone to see more of our CIA? How did you do it? "
Mike Connor stopped talking. He immediately came to the temporary operations headquarters next to the conference room, preparing to urgently stop the combat operation.
As a result, when he issued this order to everyone in the command room, the back-office operator in charge of communication coordination looked at him with a dead look on his face and said:
"The communication between the director and the Pyla system was interrupted. We just consulted the service provider, and they said that it was a temporary interruption caused by the solar storm, and we need to wait for emergency repairs.”
Hearing this, Mike Connor’s face turned darker, and the internal staff said: The 'service provider' is none other than Atlas Communications, which provides real-time communication services across galaxies.
The impact of the 'solar storm' mentioned by the other party is also pure nonsense.
Did your Atlas light up the stars in the TM Pyra Galaxy?
The solar storm only affects the federal communication business, but your real-time live broadcast is not affected at all?
Thinking of this, Mike Connor even wanted to slap himself on the spot. Why couldn't he think of attacking someone when his communications were being manipulated?
At the same time, he immediately realized that this was Atlas’ ‘game within a game’.
The other party had long known that it was targeting the Federation's psychic agents on Para IV, so it cut off communications only after Operation Hanged Man began, leaving the Federation unable to end it in a short time
< br>But now that the matter has come to this point, it is useless to think about these things. He must stop the loss in time, otherwise he may lose more than just his job when the matter is over.
"Find a way to contact the fleet closest to the Pyla Galaxy and ask them to notify them by conventional means! No matter whether I send a ship to jump over or use some secret communication line, I will let them contact the people in the Pyra Galaxy as quickly as possible. Pause Action!”
“Yes, Director! Let’s get in touch right away!”
Looking at Mike Connor’s expression, the back office operator in charge of communications did not dare to delay and returned quickly. From their seats, they began to try to contact the fleet closest to the Pyla Galaxy.
After looking at the bewildered people in the temporary command room, the former held back the curse words he was about to say.
After all, scolding his men now has no use except venting his anger.
After taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down, Mike Connor returned to the conference room and whispered into Director Bernard's ear: "Director, communications with the Para Galaxy are temporarily interrupted"
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“Speak up! Now is not the time to report to me alone!”
At this moment, Mike Connor felt that everyone’s eyes were focused on him. There was gloating, anger, and ridicule in his eyes, but there was no sympathy.
No matter how good his psychological quality is, there is still a hint of collapse at this moment.
Fortunately, long-term training and 'polishing' in the Intelligence Bureau have made his character tough enough to be unimaginable by ordinary people.
In this case, he quickly calmed down, then took a deep breath and said:
“Currently, our inter-galactic real-time communication with the Pyla Galaxy has been interrupted. It is impossible to notify them of an emergency suspension of the operation, but the people in the communication team are already urgently contacting the fleet near the Pyla system and asking them to find a way to deliver the message."
"TMD Mike Connor, what do you do for food? !”
A middle-aged man sitting next to Bernard jumped up, it was David Steele, the director of the Intelligence Division of the CIA.
The Intelligence Division he is responsible for is the most traditional department of the CIA, which is the department responsible for deploying spies to the Star Dragon Empire and spying on intelligence.
The ‘Deep Sea Project’ was developed by the Intelligence Department.
It is precisely because the budget of the 'Deep Sea Project' was cut and transferred to Mike Connor's department and used to train direct psychic agents for the CIA that the Operations Division is no longer what it used to be' Stars holding the moon' exists.
Director David Steele's original status of "one person below ten thousand people" has also been threatened, so he and Mike Connor can almost be said to be incompatible in the bureau.
At this moment, without even thinking about it, he started to launch an 'attack' with full firepower.
"It cost more than 1 billion to cut our department's budget for five years. How efficient it is! Director Bernard also reported to the president at the regular meeting yesterday how meticulously our frontline operations were deployed and how well the airdrops were deployed. How professional an agent is!
I didn’t expect that your department could be so ridiculous that someone could broadcast the entire secret operation, and that’s even when inter-galactic communication technology is restricted!
I can summarize for you now, there are only two possibilities!
One, there is a ghost in our house!
Two, there are huge loopholes in this whole plan!
Mike Connor, your department is responsible! ”
We will not comment on David Steele’s approach of not trying to solve the problem when a major problem arises in the operation, but taking the opportunity to attack.
Para on the other side The Galaxy Federation Ground Forces Headquarters also noticed that something was wrong after discovering that their real-time communications with their superiors were interrupted.
Due to the Atlas Communication Center, all except A in the Pyla system were directly offline. The 'cross-system real-time communication' function for users other than the Terrass Group
So not only the civilians in the galaxy, but also the warring parties on Para 4, as well as the fleets in space, will be unable to communicate with each other. I can't get real-time contact from behind, and I can't access the Internet, let alone watch the live broadcast.
With the cooperation of Lilith and the communication center, the entire Pyla galaxy seemed to be isolated and temporarily lost contact with the outside world.
Of course, the federation and the empire's own regular communication methods can still be used, but in this emergency situation, these communication methods with huge delays will not receive a reply for a while.
< br>On the Hermes, Amber, Cliffs and others were also looking at the pictures coming back from the ground.
After the training team confirmed the location of the federal psychic agent, Amber knew that Atlas had finally taken the lead in this round of confrontation.
“Notify everyone and prepare for the next step!”
(End of this chapter)