Nie Zhao applied to erect a signal tower here because although they had a remote exchange, its signal was too poor and could only support closed-circuit telephones, not the more commonly used mobile phones and pagers.
Generally speaking, no one would eavesdrop in such a place, because current eavesdropping equipment can only locate the source of the conversation, not decipher the content of the call. It would be impossible to assassinate Nie Zhao by eavesdropping here.
Liang Lisheng suffers from gout, and the mountain road made him grit his teeth in pain with every step, so he felt that Chen Rou's trip would be in vain.
She climbed the mountain quickly, and in the blink of an eye, she was already at the foot of the signal tower.
Song Yuanchao's two long legs made him as agile as a gibbon; despite arriving late, he climbed up in just a few steps.
Liang Lisheng, holding the ashtray, took a breath and muttered to himself, "Huang Zhong was eighty years old and still didn't admit he was old, you're only ten years old!"
Panting like a bellows, he finally climbed the mountain, his breathing louder than the night sea breeze. He plopped down on the ground, about to say that everything should be alright, when his expression changed again: "There really is a problem?"
Times are constantly progressing, and the high technology of this day and Chen Rou from the future are old relics.
Moreover, a notable characteristic is that to achieve a long standby time, you must equip it with a large and bulky battery.
But the other party was clearly an experienced fellow, because they had cleverly built a semi-open platform with stones under the signal tower, with the opening facing the Philippine coast. Inside was a metal suitcase, one foot long and one foot wide.
Liang Lisheng and his team were only security guards, not familiar with military-grade facilities. They limped over and said, "It's a bomb, right? You guys step back, I'll cut the wires."
Song Yuanchao stopped him, saying, "No, no, Uncle Liang, step back. This is a wireless information transmitter, it..."
Chen Rou chimed in, saying, "Is it smaller and lighter than the one you use on the battlefield? And its transmission and reception power should be greater, and its battery capacity should be much larger. HAX-100, made in the US."
Song Yuanchao nodded repeatedly: "Besides Gui Touchang, there's no one else. His sugar daddy gave it to him."
Then Chen Rou said, "These pirates are something else. They've already found our doorstep before we even realized it. What are we going to do? We can't just move the sand factory, can we? What if they send out fighter jets for an aerial bombing?"
Liang Lisheng didn't say anything, but just sighed silently while holding the ashtray.
He did not participate in Nie Zhao's new project. Firstly, he did not believe that the international police from the mainland could win in the battle against pirates. Secondly, although the pirates looked weak, they had powerful backers and their strength was far greater than what was apparent. So, while the rare metals in the Philippines were indeed valuable, he was afraid that the Nie family could not afford them.
The good thing is that Nie Zhao has been in charge of this matter all along.
Liang Lisheng's son, Liang Sihan, was in charge of the sea sand business, but he was not involved in any secret industries.
Even if his son is alright, the Nie family is such a large enterprise, and Nie Zhao has just taken over. What if he dies here in this international competition? Everything will be over. Chen Rou will remarry, Jia Yu and Jia Jun will take over, and since he was a child, Liang Lisheng has disliked Nie Zhao so much that no one will remember him.
However, Chen Rou said, "Ask the boss, he should have a Plan B."
As they were talking, Boss Nie arrived by boat. Not knowing how dangerous it was up there, he didn't dare come aboard, but only sent Sam to check the situation. Sam took one look and exclaimed, "Wow, cool!"
He then said to Song Yuanchao in English, "This is our stuff. I can't believe I've found it here."
Song Yuanchao can already understand English, and can even flick his finger at Sam and yell, "Fuck you!"
We initially thought the attack was only targeting Nie Zhao, but now it seems it's aimed at the international police. What should we do?
When the mission was about to begin, Song Yuanchao was very confident. He was also a key member of the team when doing manual labor. He worked quickly and well. Even though he slept in the water every night, he still taught the Taiwanese to sing the national anthem.
Even now, he never felt that the task was that difficult.
Yue Zhongqi and his comrades have been gone for almost a year. In his spare time, he often complains to himself, thinking that it is because of the abilities of those people that the mission might have progressed faster if he had been among them. After all, his predecessors won the war against the United States in 1952, which is why he was named Yuanchao (meaning "aiding Korea"). But until today, Song Yuanchao suddenly realized that it might not be that his comrades were incompetent, but that more than 20 years later, the enemy's various military equipment had reached an unprecedented level.
A tiny metal box, buried in an inconspicuous place, can be used for location tracking and listening. It took half a year to build. The sand plant, which has only recently started operating, is a supply center for international police. What if it gets bombed?
Wasn't all the foundation laid and sacrifices made by his comrades over the past year or so completely wasted?
Of course, the matter was quite serious, but not as serious as Song Yuanchao thought.
Nie Zhao was also surprised, saying, "The communications tower only received its license today and was connected to the telecommunications network."
Then Liang Sihan, who followed behind, said, "Check the weather forecast to see when the typhoon will hit. When it does, move it to the northwest side of the sand plant, under that fake base station."
Song Yuanchao only followed the boss around and never walked around the sand plant as a whole, so he was not familiar with the local infrastructure.
But upon hearing this, he laughed: "We actually have fake base stations?"
A large group of people were gathered together. When Nie Zhao spoke to others, he always kept his eyes down or looked into the distance. As the boss, he felt uncomfortable staring at someone for too long. Besides, he needed to think before he spoke, and he didn't like to stare at other people's faces when he was thinking.
But whenever he spoke to Song Yuanchao, he always liked to stare at the other person's face.
Boss Nie's physique is also completely different from Song Yuanchao's.
No matter where Song Yuanchao stood, head held high and chest out, standing tall and upright, Boss Nie always hunched his back slightly. Coupled with the complexity naturally contained in his narrow eyes, he appeared... very sinister!
He stared at Song Yuanchao and asked, "Isn't this a basic skill?"
In wartime, if signal towers need to be built, one or more fake base stations will also need to be built to counter air attacks. Fake base stations also have communication functions, but the signals they receive and transmit will be from another area.
Song Yuanchao was stared at by his boss's sinister and cunning eyes, and asked a very stupid question.
So everyone, including the white bodyguards and Liang Sihan, looked at him with the same expression: idiot!
But of course, the current situation is very serious.
It just so happens that Chen Ke and his group came today, and it was the first time Nie Zhao had used a mobile phone to contact them. As a result, the enemy came right to their doorstep. It was obvious that the Israelis wanted to prevent Chen Ke and his group from returning to the Philippines. What should they do?
Liang Lisheng's words brought the boss, who was confronting Song Yuanchao, back to his senses: "He's still here."
Because he didn't need to pilot the plane, he was able to observe things in more detail.
Although he didn't agree with the risky business his boss was doing, he knew that danger had to be eliminated.
He added, "I know roughly where they are. Let's go and take them out!"
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