Chapter 187 If the enemy can go, I can go! In defense of myself, my crime is to make Eagle Sauce great! (7K)
At the same time, on the other side.
Sichuan-Sichuan region.
At around seven o'clock in the morning, the sun was slowly rising in the east, gradually heating the Sichuan-Sichuan basin into a big furnace.
Zhang Wei had just gotten up and rubbed his hazy eyes.
The mobile phone placed next to the bed was beeping, as if someone was sending messages.
The icon in the display bar is a penguin that keeps flashing.
See this.
"What happened?" Zhang Wei's brain was still a little unresponsive, and he muttered in a daze: "It's so early in the morning, why are we still chatting in the group?"
In addition to a group of old classmates who often chat in my QQ, there are only a few discussion groups for military fans that I have joined.
There was no doubt that this was the message sent by those in the group, the only ones who would talk about weird things all night long.
However, it is rare for news to cause such a sensation.
‘Could it be that some major news has been announced? ’
Zhang Wei thought of this in his mind and immediately clicked on the Nokia N72 in his hand. He didn't log in to the QQ main page for a while.
"Why is this crappy phone getting stuck more and more!" he complained.
I have been using this N72 for two or three years. As these mobile phone software have more and more functions, it has become more and more difficult to run.
Compared with the speed of logging into QQ on a computer, it is much slower.
However, when he looked at the figure in front of the computer desk, Zhang Wei sighed silently: "I don't know what there is to play in that little game."
Taking advantage of the time before her son woke up, the wife was concentrating on the screen to collect the dishes, and the smile on her lips became more and more crazier.
"Xiao Li, if you said bad things about me before and stole all your food, I will do it again at 1:30 pm next time and I will piss you off to death!"
"Aunt Zhang is usually very nice to me. Please help her weed and weed her, and spray her with insecticide too."
While the wife was talking, she kept wandering through the friend lists to steal some food.
The mini-game she is playing now is exactly the mini-game from Happy Farm, which was acquired by Tencent and renamed QQ Farm.
Not long after it came out, it can be said to have attracted many people across the whole country. From grandmas in their 70s to 80s, to kindergarten students as young as five who have just learned to play with computers, they are all addicted to it.
As for Zhang Wei’s wife ‘Weiwei’, she is an in-depth farm enthusiast.
Even if I get up in the middle of the night to feed my baby, I still have to find time to turn on the computer and secretly cook.
Even he was asked to open a small account in the 'farm' and could only have her as a friend, so that he could come and steal Zhang Wei's food on time.
Suddenly, Zhang Wei rolled his eyes and sneakily approached the computer desk.
"What are you going to do?" Weiwei kept operating the mouse in her hand while replying casually: "I tell you, you can't go fishing."
Zhang Wei smiled coquettishly and hugged her waist from behind: "Honey, I heard that a smart phone has been released recently. That thing can collect food on the phone."
"Your station is fine, too." Weiwei glanced at him, and she knew that this guy must not have good intentions when he was so aggressive.
She often uses Zhang Wei's N72 to collect food on the mobile WAP website.
"My phone is too laggy. It can't even connect to the 3G network. Advertisements are always on the TV. Is China Telecom Tianyi 3G fast?"
"This way you can collect the vegetables faster than others!" Zhang Wei finally showed his fox tail.
"You don't want to buy that iPhone, do you? It's very expensive!" Weiwei pointed at his head, with an unhappy look on her face.
She had just given birth to a baby at home. She was confinement at home and couldn't go to work, so she naturally had to save some money.
Hear this.
"No, I heard that we also have domestically produced smartphones that will be on sale next month, and the price will be much cheaper."
"Didn't I get a bonus last month?" Zhang Wei began to calculate.
He had previously negotiated a large order, so he was given an additional bonus of several thousand yuan last month.
He originally planned to use the money for travel, but now that he heard that 100% domestically produced smartphones will be on sale next month, Zhang Wei naturally wanted to support it.
If it can support domestic production, he still hopes to use domestic mobile phones.
"I promise you can." Weiwei frowned and thought: "But you have to promise not to smoke in the future. At least the child is not allowed to smoke before he is three years old."
She stretched out three fingers and raised a sly smile on her face.
As a person who works outside the home, Zhang Wei really should get a better mobile phone, and she can also use it to play with.
"Can one year be enough?" Zhang Wei decisively began to bargain.
"Two years." Weiwei glared at him. Anyway, as long as he didn't smoke in two years, he should have almost quit.
Zhang Wei gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "Okay, whenever I smoke, I will sleep on the sofa by myself!"
time.
Weiwei looked over with a death stare: "Are you punishing yourself?? You are punishing me!"
If he smokes every day, wouldn't he be able to sleep on the sofa alone every day?
This time.
Only then did Zhang Wei finally notice what the topics in his QQ group chat were that his group members were talking about!
"The big plane is about to take off for the first time?" He took a breath, then cast his eyes downward, and exclaimed: "Holy shit, the first flight is being broadcast live?"
Seeing this message, he quickly ran to the living room and turned on the TV.
Instantly, when turning on CTV one.
A behemoth is gearing up on the airport runway. It is like a proud and white swan, gradually relaxing its wings, as if in the next moment, it will spread its wings and soar in the boundless sky.
There was also a line of numbers 'C919-A' engraved on the fuselage, and Zhang Wei immediately knew what this was about.
Shouting into the room: "Wife, come here and take a look!"
"Our big plane is about to fly for the first time. It is our real big civil aviation plane in Daxia!"
Only see.
On the TV screen, the aircraft with 'C919-A' printed on it, its engine roaring like thunder, was always ready to rush out of the runway, rise up from the ground, and speed on the runway at high speed.
However, just as everyone was excited and waiting for it to soar into the sky for the first time
Suddenly, many people discovered that the camera footage did not move as the 'C919' taxied, but was always locked on a nearby Boeing 747 passenger plane.
In the group chat.
"??? What the hell is going on? Why didn't the camera capture the first flight?"
"Did the C919's first flight succeed? Or did it have an accident? Why is the picture always out of focus!"
"This is not in focus. It is clearly focusing on the wrong object."
"This photographer wouldn't think that the first flight was the Boeing 747 at the back?? Doesn't he recognize 'c919'??"
“It seems like it’s true that the photographer got into big trouble!!”
Everyone burst into laughter immediately.
For those who don’t know, they might think that Daxia’s C919 civil airliner is a true “stealth aircraft” and even cameras can’t capture its real-time takeoff.
In the TV.
Only the reporter who stayed at the scene gave a eloquent introduction, his voice was full of excitement and excitement: "Friends in the audience, our C919 has successfully taken off and is completing its first test flight mission."
"This is our first large-scale civil aviation aircraft fully independently developed in Great Xia, and it is a success!"
Although this reporter's report was so passionate and specific, there was only sound but no sign of the plane for a long time.
"What the hell are you filming? What you're filming isn't C919. Turn the screen over quickly." In the headset, the director was frantically prompting.
It is outrageous to be embarrassed in front of the whole country.
The photographer finally heard the prompt and changed the camera on his shoulder to the plane flying in the sky.
Unfortunately, now I can only see a vague white dot.
Fortunately, the director switched to the cabin perspective and the belly perspective in time, and barely saved this disaster-like accident.
And at this moment, on the ground.
Xu Qianren, Qin Huaichang and the entire R&D team at COMAC all had endless smiles on their faces.
Even the busy Pudong Airport came to a standstill at this moment, and both passengers and airlines gave continuous applause.
Qin Huaichang, the chief engineer, stared at the soaring white dot in the sky, with tears in his eyes: "There is absolutely nothing that our Daxia loses to foreign countries."
"The bandits can go, so can I!"
Even if this foreign country refers to all countries in the world except Daxia? Daxia is never willing to lag behind others.
This is an aircraft from Daxia, and it is a 100% domestically produced and self-developed aircraft from the inside out.
In the sky, the constantly flashing ‘stroboscopic light’ seemed to tell the whole world that their COMAC was successful!
‘C919’ civil aviation aircraft, it is finally here!
Across the ocean.
Yingjiang, in the dormitory of senior staff of LLNL Laboratory.
Regarding the news of the successful first flight of the 'C919', Zhang Yuli and others naturally immediately sent the good news directly to the 'Great Wall Watch' organization.
Looking at the good news coming over there, Lu Ze's eyes flashed with surprise, and he murmured: 'It seems that the C919 engine that will be used by Daxia Commercial Aircraft Corporation in later generations will only fly for the first time in 17 years. ’
‘And now, with all the research done in-house, the first flight can be made several years ahead of schedule, which means that the whole process has been greatly accelerated. ’
He also didn't expect that Daxia Shangfei would be able to do it so quickly.
This is still a 100% self-developed ‘C919’ large aircraft. It was submitted by myself and it successfully made its first flight less than half a year ago?
How much effort was put into this, and how many scientific researchers worked day and night to finally conquer it? That is simply an immeasurable number.
However, even if the first flight is successful.
There is still a long way to go before a 'civilian airliner' can be truly mass-produced on a large scale in exchange for huge profits.
"Then the industrial equipment brought back this time can also be put to use." Lu Ze touched his chin and began to think.
Wouldn’t the advanced industrial equipment he ‘extra copied’ this month be used in just these scenarios?
After all, whether it is electronic components or large-scale overall casting technology, they are inseparable from the blessing of top industrial equipment.
Whether it is large civil aviation aircraft, new energy vehicles, or even smartphones to various electronic devices, all aspects require the use of high-precision equipment for production.
However, at this moment, Lu Ze shook his head and put these thoughts aside for the time being.
At this time, he had no time to think about these issues. Looking at the picture of the eyeball projection light screen, he still needs to worry about another thing now.
Buller's trial date is today, and it is now.
now.
In federal district court, New York.
The doll, made up as an ordinary middle-aged white woman, was sitting in the auditorium, quietly watching this seemingly farce-like trial.
At the same time, there were filming teams from major TV stations, BBC, CNN, Fox, and even media from major newspapers and magazines in the auditorium with cameras, all attending this grand scene one by one.
This doesn't even look like a trial, more like an unprecedented 'advertisement'.
All the crimes against the prisoner have been listed, and now they are waiting for the protagonist to arrive!
Subsequently.
Several people slowly walked in with a 'black man' in his arms and sat down in the 'defendant''s seat, with an expression of determination and silence on their faces.
His clothes and temperament were even more ordinary, like a soundless stone.
At this time, many viewers sitting in front of the TV, as long as they had participated in this 'protest', immediately recognized him.
"That's Buller? He's the leader of our team?"
"It's incredible. I thought he was just an ordinary marcher."
"I remember him. He often delivered water and bought food to many people. But it was him?"
This person has been acting as a silent spectator during the entire parade, and most of the time he was just a 'black man' who helped wave flags.
Even many middle-level cadres believed that he was just a member at the lowest level. But it turned out that this guy named 'Buller' was the leader of this huge parade organization?
How is this possible?
How could this seemingly humble black man lead this team of more than tens of thousands of people?
Even Buhler's image subverted the perceptions of all media.
In their imagination, the leader of an organization that can shout such slogans should also be an ‘elite’.
Even if he is a black man, he should be someone with titles such as ‘professor’, ‘doctor’, ‘financial elite’, etc., not this
Rather than a seemingly slovenly black man, who may not even have received much elite education, how could he achieve this level?
How could a completely low-level person have such a big impact?
At this time.
As the prosecutor, a prosecutor came up with a long complaint that had been prepared.
'Thomas Buller, you are accused of violating the national interest in a dangerous way. ’
‘You have been accused of committing extreme acts of infringement on other people’s property. ’
‘You are accused of premeditated subversion of the main body of Eagle Sauce. ’
‘You have been charged with premeditated murder of others in a dangerous manner and affecting public order’
‘You are accused of using unfair means to coerce others into joining an incorrect organization that you lead. ’
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A lot of accusations were being read out one by one from his mouth.
Everyone couldn't help but take a breath after hearing this. Although there is no death penalty here in New York State, even if there is a nominal death penalty, in fact most of them are impossible to execute.
Even those who commit school shootings are basically unlikely to be sentenced to the death penalty in New York State.
But even so, this is only based on the crimes listed above.
A sentence of one hundred and eighty years for each sentence here is not excessive at all. The total sentence may be twice as long as that of the monkey pressing down on Wuzhishan.
And when you are in prison, you still need to endure endless torture. In this case, being sentenced to death may be more bearable.
The media couldn't help but begin to sympathize with this young man.
Who are you going to mess with in this whole Yingjiang thing? Even if you offend the president or something, it won't be so miserable if you give him some brainstorming, but you have to offend the Wall Street plutocrats.
Who will die if you don’t die?
In a house a few kilometers away, the fat boy Parker looked at the TV screen and felt anxious in his heart.
"Don't lie to me, she must rescue Buller."
This little fat man has lost several pounds in the past few days and is worried about Buhler every day and night.
If someone hadn't told him, he would have been ready to take someone to try to rob the prison.
At this time.
Parker couldn't help but think of a strange woman he had come into contact with some time ago. He couldn't remember exactly what that person looked like. She seemed to have a very ordinary white girl's face.
She told Parker that she came from within the organization and was responsible for coming to rescue Buller.
When he heard this, he said anxiously in an extremely excited tone: "Then the organization should go and rescue him quickly. Buller's life may be in danger at any time." ’
As a result, the woman told him: "Don't worry, he will come out safely, as long as you don't act rashly."
"Your task now is to support this 'protest organization'. This team cannot be distracted."
This is also Lu Ze's plan, and Buhler has been exposed.
Even after he was rescued, it was impossible for him to continue to be the leader of this demonstration organization. If he were to continue to hold the position forcibly, the Wall Street opposite would really send snipers.
In this situation, Parker, as a 'phoenix chick', must stand up.
"Me? Leading this protest team?" Little Fatty Parker said with a confused look on his face.
In the past, he only had to obediently carry out the tasks issued by Buhler, but now he is asked to take charge of it on his own?
Can you really do it yourself?
"This is the hard work of Buhler and you, and also the hard work of the organization." The puppet's face said calmly: "We must not let the chain slip at this critical moment."
If this team no longer has Buller, and then loses Parker, if this soul man loses two in a row, it will be a huge and devastating blow.
And more importantly, Parker is a white man, and his skin color is his strongest protective color, and it is also an opportunity for him to develop further in the future.
After saying everything Lu Ze ordered, the puppet decisively turned around and left.
"How should I contact you?" Parker asked quickly as he watched her leave.
"I will look for you after Buller is rescued." After it finished speaking, it disappeared under Parker's nose in the blink of an eye.
Watch this scene.
"What is going on with the people in this organization? Why are they all just like that strange uncle."
Parker's eyes showed confusion, and then he gritted his teeth: "Support this 'protest team', don't worry, I will not let Buhler down for his hard work."
The top priority is to complete the tasks assigned by the organization, reorganize the team, and cheer up people.
Although he didn't know the name of the organization at all, it didn't matter at all. This was Bueller's wish, and it was also what Parker considered his future mission.
Back inside the courtroom.
At this time.
The prosecutor said his last words: "Thomas Buller, do you plead guilty?"
Buller, who was sitting in the dock, had a faint smile on his cracked lips.
"I'm guilty!"
It was as if he was telling an insignificant matter.
For a moment, everyone was in an uproar.
Even the giants on Wall Street were a little surprised by his remarks.
"You actually confessed your crime so simply?"
"Do you think you have no ability to resist?"
Is this physical memory recovery method of big stick and electric baton so effective? This black man confessed so quickly?
However, this does not go beyond the judgment of most media people. How can there be any good results from going against Wall Street?
In fact, Buhler was just a target promoted by Wall Street to scare the monkeys.
As long as you dare to go against Wall Street, this black man will be punished, so they are not afraid of doing something more extreme this time, so that the effect will be better.
The more miserable Buller died, the more no one dared to follow his example.
This is when the prosecutor continues to accuse.
"You led the organization to organize a demonstration on Wall Street, which affected the normal operation of companies such as JPMorgan Chase, and your behavior of forcing others to threaten others was deemed a 'forced transaction crime', and you were required to compensate them for the economic losses they caused. Responsible.”
"At the same time, because the organization you led led the people to violate the personal safety and detention of employees of hundreds of companies, it constituted the crime of 'illegal detention.'"
After listening quietly to the prosecutor's accusations of guilt.
Everyone is waiting for Buller's answer. He should continue to say: "I plead guilty?"
However.
In front of the TV screens watched by more than tens of millions of people across the entire Eagle Sauce.
Buller smiled and showed his clean smile: "I am guilty!"
"If you think it is wrong for me to require capital to pay taxes."
"If you think it is evil to hold capital responsible for this 'unprecedented' economic crisis."
"If you think about the ruins of the Twin Towers in the distance, tens of thousands of firefighters have been seriously ill and died in torture without a penny of compensation so far. Then look at Wall Street over there. They caused the economic crisis but got nothing. Large government subsidies and compensation every day can cure these firefighters. This is wrong.”
"If you think that I want to make the 300 million people in Yingjiang live a better life, it is a sin to let us Yingjiang become great again."
"Then I declare that I am unpardonable."
He stood up and opened his hands as if awaiting judgment.
It's just that this trial is not the trial of the judge above, but the trial of all the people in front of the TV.
moment.
All the Yingjiang people in front of the TV, whether they are red necks or various people of color, burst into applause.
This has nothing to do with gender, race, or party support. His target is only the entire top management of Yingjiang.
This is related to an important issue, and it goes straight to the core of the entire eagle sauce.
That is, does Yingjiang belong to capital or do they belong to Yingjiang people?
In the auditorium, there was sparse applause, and many media reporters were also clapping their hands. They also hoped to see this day.
Wall Street, in the highest office of the Morgan Building.
The middle-aged white man in a suit and tie had no regard for his past aristocratic demeanor.
He glared at the assistant next to him and yelled: "Turn it off!! I asked you to turn it off!!"
Something unexpected happened that was beyond his control, and now he must interrupt all live TV broadcasts immediately.
Once he really spreads this idea throughout Yingjiang, it will be an unprecedented crisis for their 'capital'.
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