Chapter 151 Attention
The news of the base's great victory spread like wildfire, and the Star Internet was as lively as the New Year. Netizens were excited and waited for the official announcement to celebrate.
The authorities were also very cooperative and announced the good news very quickly. Even the interstellar current affairs news temporarily changed the content of the news to be broadcast to focus on the news of the base's victory. They even played a video of the base clearing the battlefield. Although it was not the main video of the battle with the Zerg, this video was also exciting enough.
Everyone is extremely enthusiastic and concerned about everything related to the Zerg. To celebrate the base's victory, many stores on the Star Network even put up slogans offering a 50% discount on all products. This shows the public's attention to this matter.
Compared to the frenzied excitement on Starnet, the atmosphere at the base was far more serious. Everyone's expression was solemn, even the joy of a crushing victory over the Zerg was somewhat dampened. Someone in the base had been caught leaking secrets, and now the entire base was under martial law, with only entry and no exit allowed. The search for the accomplice was relentless, and everyone in the base felt insecure, seeing everyone as someone close to the accomplice.
Wen Le and the other newcomers to the base were the focus of scrutiny, with three groups of people questioning them within an hour. Fortunately, the base only interrogated them, not detaining them like prisoners. Even so, they were kept in solitary confinement and their communicators confiscated, forbidding contact with their companions or the outside world until the matter was resolved.
As someone who had participated in the development and invention of new insecticides, the base was still very polite to Wen Le. They did not simply lock him up in the room as they did to other people. At least they provided him with an intelligent computer that could watch videos without an internet connection, which was considered a preferential treatment compared to other people.
"What's the situation outside now?" Others cannot contact the outside world, but Wen Le can. Don't forget that he also has a system. Although this system is not very noticeable at ordinary times, it is still useful at critical moments.
It was a rare opportunity for the host to mention it, and it was immediately excited. It finally had a place to use its skills. Afraid of Wen Le annoying it again, it didn't even dare to send a celebratory emoji. It quickly told the host the information it had collected: "The base has already caught three leakers. From what we can see, the forces behind these three people are not the same organization. One of them was sent by the opposing federation. This person had been lurking for a long time and was only exposed this time by the insecticide explosion. At the time, this person was sending a message to his superiors online and was plucked out by the base."
Wen Le understood. No wonder the base was making such a big move this time. Any organization would have to investigate any spy within it. Although the Federation and the Empire cooperated, they were secretly wary of each other, just like the flower-growing countries used to be wary of the United States. It was just like being on guard against fire, theft, and the United States.
To eliminate the Zerg, the military's newly developed insecticide would definitely be shared with the Federation, but the specific method of sharing would require everyone to sit down and discuss. The Empire was clearly hoping to maximize profits; not to mention the enormous manpower, material, and financial resources invested in developing the insecticide, this would definitely have to be earned back.
Just because they are from the Federation, we can't let them get away with it so easily. Their plagiarism is really disgusting. What's more, they have slandered the Empire many times in order to win over the people. This time they have been given such a big handle. It is simply unreasonable not to make them bleed.
Wen Le felt relieved after learning the whole story. After all, this matter had little to do with them, and the base would take care of it. The only thing he could do now was to stay quietly like this, waiting for the base to lift the alarm and regain his freedom.
Wen Le is one of Big Cat's guardians. The system has allocated a subsystem to him so that they can communicate with each other. So what Wen Le knows, the other party can also know.
After losing contact with its owner, Jin Da Miao rubbed his chin. If he wasn't afraid of being suspected, he would have applauded those warriors. Where did these idiots come from? How dare they cause trouble in a base under the jurisdiction of the First Legion? They must be tired of living.
No one knows better than him how difficult it is to enter the First Legion. These spies were probably left behind on purpose as bait to catch big fish. He didn't take action before because the timing was wrong. Now that the pesticide incident can no longer be concealed, it is a good opportunity to use these people as a warning to the organization behind the other side.
After figuring this out, he began to think about how to pass the message to Lily and the others. Wen Le was now a key "protected" target, and his every move was monitored. At this time, no matter what he did, the base would be watching. It would be bad if they suspected him. Therefore, Jin Da Miao was the most suitable person to do something like passing the message.
As a newcomer, isn't it normal to try to contact the outside world in such an uncertain environment? I'm sure others share his thoughts. After all, there are students from more than just their school who are doing internships this time. He doesn't believe they can all remain calm.
Jin Cancan's guess turned out to be correct. They had already been active since they were under surveillance. However, the methods they used were all learned in school, and they were quickly discovered by the base. After receiving a warning, they immediately became obedient.
Jin Cancan had also contacted Lily and the others, but they hadn't used the contact method they'd been taught at school, but had come up with on their own. Initially, he'd managed to fool them. More accurately, the base had received the contact code he'd sent but hadn't been able to decipher it. Curious, they hadn't immediately cut off the line, eager to see what these little brats could come up with.
But for everyone in Class A, it was enough. The fact that the message had been delivered meant that everyone was fine. With the situation unclear, everyone should just stay put and not cause trouble. In reality, these contact codes were just a bunch of meaningless gibberish. Their real purpose wasn't to deliver messages, but to let everyone know they were safe, letting those outside know they were.
Knowing their companions were safe, everyone in Class A breathed a sigh of relief. With the situation still unclear, they worried someone might be in trouble and they wouldn't know. While theoretically unlikely in this safe situation, who knew what might happen? Being mistaken for a spy or something would be a disaster. This kind of thing had happened before, and while it was eventually cleared up, the process involved was incredibly complicated. By the time they were finally released, decades had passed, and their lives had been ruined.
Now that they knew their companions were safe, everyone calmed down. Since the base had asked them to stay in the dormitory and cooperate with the investigation, they just had to cooperate. Besides being restricted from free movement, it had no real impact on them.
Class A calmed down, but those at base who had been keeping an eye on them were uneasy, as they hadn't yet cracked the contact code they'd sent. This put the intelligence department in a difficult position; they were experts at code-breaking, yet now they were being played around by a bunch of brats, and there was nothing they could do about it.
It was rare for the Intelligence Department to be humiliated, and Class A had successfully caught the attention of the leaders. Everyone was curious about what the contact code meant, and everyone speculated that it might be a message to report safety, but speculation was speculation, and the fact that they hadn't been able to decipher it was a slap in the face of the Intelligence Department.
"How is it? Have you cracked it?"
This phrase had become a common greeting between the various headquarters at the base and the head of intelligence. Everyone was curious about how long it would take them to crack the communication code, and some even placed bets.
It was a matter of face, so the intelligence department, despite the boss's look of looking at useless people, continued to decipher the code. It was not easy for them, thinking about catching spies while also dealing with the children. The pressure was so great that they felt like they were going bald.
If they weren't afraid of being ridiculed by their counterparts in other legions, they would have wanted to find an opportunity to put these little bastards in a sack and beat them up. However, they also had to admit that these newcomers had successfully washed them, the old ones, to the beach. If all graduates were like Class A, their intelligence department would have no trouble finding talent.
The intelligence chief, however, suddenly smiled, a thought dawning on him. He couldn't help but curse, "Those little bastards, I almost got tricked by them." This contact code was completely meaningless; its main purpose was to notify the outside world that he was safe. His method, though crude, had successfully deceived them, allowing him to pull a trick right under their noses.
The reason they are deceived is that they usually come into contact with high-end contact codes. When they encounter ones that cannot be deciphered, they can't help but think too complicatedly and ignore the most basic things.
Thinking of this, the Intelligence Minister felt a surge of relief. These young people nurtured by the Empire were finally growing into towering trees. He wasn't afraid of them making progress, but rather of them simply following the rules and passively accepting what they were taught. Especially in a place like theirs, imagination and courage were essential, and the students in Class A possessed both.
Thinking of this, he dug out the internship grading sheets of students from various schools from the pile of documents, and found the one for the Imperial Capital Military Academy. He stamped a big A behind Class A, which showed his satisfaction with everyone in Class A.
Just because he was satisfied with Class A didn't mean he was satisfied with the rest of his department. The thought of the entire Intelligence Department being tricked by a bunch of kids filled him with rage. What was the point of keeping these good-for-nothings? Even their tricks couldn't outsmart a bunch of brats. They needed to be rectified and kept under control, or they'd be sold out one day.
The fact that the entire intelligence department was criticized did not affect Wen Le and the others. They were not even aware of it. After all, the intelligence department had to maintain their reputation and could not let others know that they were being fooled by a group of interns who had not yet graduated.
However, the bosses from other departments of the base have begun to pay attention to them. Talents are rare, and maybe there is what they need among them?
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