Chapter 2747
New Year's Gift from the Alliance
Chapter 2747 New Year's Gift from the Alliance
Boom~~~
In the distant sky, as if celebrating the Chinese New Year, a dazzling light suddenly appeared, followed by a thunderous roar that swept across the ground more than ten minutes later.
Those on the ground, however, had no interest in celebrating the Chinese New Year. Their faces were serious, and some even slumped to the ground.
Meanwhile, the radio waves are unusually lively this year.
The message conveyed by the radio waves was not New Year's greetings, but rather the deafening roar of the radio and a deep sense of sorrow for the deceased.
That night, the sky over Beijing was no longer peaceful either.
Susko.
Inside the space agency, the oppressive atmosphere seemed frozen in time, and those below dared not even move a finger.
Bemit stood to one side, his cane spinning incessantly, the other end rubbing against the smooth stone slab as if trying to drill through it.
Beside him, Petrovich held a document in his hand, glancing at it for a moment before looking at the others present.
Whenever his gaze swept over them, everyone felt their hands and feet go cold and their scalps tingle.
Meanwhile, in the next room, Gotzenfsky was sitting with his hands clasped together and his legs crossed, watching the interrogation taking place.
On one side, Constantine, the chief judge, stared intently at the designer in front of him.
“Mr. Slade, you have worked at the Space Research Institute for fifteen years. During those fifteen years, you participated in the research of sixteen major subjects and one hundred and thirty-eight minor subjects. You can be considered a veteran of the institute.”
As Constantine spoke, the designer opposite him, Demetrius Slade, remained calm.
Compared to most League players who love to grow beards, Slade prefers a clean and neat look, shaving off everything on his face except for his eyebrows, such as his beard and hair.
A pair of glasses perched on the bridge of his nose gave him a very simple look.
"Sir, my work experience does not represent my contribution to the research institute, because my contribution is far beyond what these more than one hundred research institutes can demonstrate."
"I have many more ideas and suggestions that can help the research institute."
"Unfortunately, these damn bastards just won't listen to me. They always think they're so great, but they don't realize they're the real shameful clowns."
Slade became more and more agitated as he spoke, and finally he slammed his fists on the table and roared.
Gorzenfsky and Constantine lowered their heads silently and listened attentively.
They've become immune to it.
Because we've seen far too many people like this during the recent interrogations.
The guys at this research institute all look like scholars, but when they start yelling, they're no different from drunkards.
Moreover, they also knew that if they didn't let these 'scholars' vent, they wouldn't get anything useful out of them.
Moreover, if these people don't cooperate, they really won't be able to do anything for the time being.
Five minutes later, Slade finally lowered his fist and calmed down.
Seeing this, Constantine asked again, "So, based on your assessment of this accident, the spaceship exploded at an altitude of 10,000 meters. What was the main cause?"
In response to Constantine's question, Slade subconsciously adjusted his glasses before cautiously saying, "First of all, what can be confirmed is the Rockets' problem."
"Everyone knows this, it's beyond doubt."
Constantine nodded, and the recorder beside him took notes carefully.
"What are the specific reasons?"
Slade was silent for a moment, then took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and finally said, "I don't know the specifics. This needs to be investigated, thoroughly investigated."
Constantine looked intently at Slade, but the latter remained silent after speaking.
After a long pause, Gotzensky waved his hand, and Constantine stood up. "Mr. Slade, thank you for your cooperation."
Slade stood up nonchalantly and left the interrogation room.
After the recorder left, Constantine turned to Gotzensky and complained, "Sir, these people must have conspired together. They all say it's because of the rocket, but they won't say any of the specific reasons. We still need to investigate."
"In the end, the investigation results are up to them to decide."
"And so, we've investigated for a hundred years and still can't find the reason."
Constantine cursed angrily.
In the afternoon, he watched three spirited astronauts prepare for launch at the launch center.
There's even been a campaign to collect the first words astronauts uttered upon setting foot on the moon.
And believe it or not, more than half of the entire alliance participated in the event, and the organizers gained a lot of popularity through this event.
In the end, they actually managed to choose three sentences.
Now, these three most popular phrases have been brought to the scene for the three astronauts to choose from.
As a result, all three of them chose one sentence.
'Moon, here I come!'
At that moment, people cheered, as if they could see the three of them stepping onto the moon together and planting the Alliance flag on it.
At that moment, the surrounding reporters captured the scene, which was then broadcast around the world.
The entire alliance was excited and thrilled as a result.
Some even roared at the United States, proclaiming the greatness of the alliance.
Until 8 p.m. last night, they stood guard outside the launch center, waiting to witness the historic moment.
This time, they believed they were determined to win.
They were all waiting for good news, waiting for the astronauts to step onto the moon and shout out that eagerly anticipated slogan.
As a result, they watched as the rocket ignited.
The enormous rocket carried the spaceship rapidly into the sky, its light appearing only as tiny points of fire in the darkness.
Just when he thought it would continue like this, a burst of light suddenly appeared in the sky.
Constantine still remembers the girl crying beside him, and the disbelieving looks in her eyes as she covered her mouth.
"Alright, don't overthink it. Someone will give an explanation."
Gorzensky said calmly from the side.
This isn't the first time something like this has happened; it's been the same every time before.
It's a pity this time.
"Next!"
Constantine put his mind to work and called out towards the door.
Soon, the recorder invited in a female researcher, and the interrogation resumed.
The sky gradually brightened.
Gotzenfsky walked into the conference room carrying a thick stack of interrogation materials.
Inside the room, a group of bigwigs sat in chairs, each with a serious expression.
Gotzensky approached Bemit and handed him the documents.
Bemit glanced at Gorzenfsky but showed no intention of checking the documents, to which the latter shook his head slightly.
Bemethe understood.
As expected, this area was beyond their reach.
"Take a break."
Gorzensky nodded, then turned and left.
Silence fell over the meeting room once again.
After a long silence, an elderly man with silver hair broke the silence, saying, "This incident has had a very negative impact."
"It not only caused unrest within the alliance, but also made the alliance a laughing stock in the eyes of countries around the world, and seriously affected the normal operation of the alliance's economy."
As the silver-haired old man finished speaking, he made a grasping motion with his hands in mid-air, saying, "This damned rocket is like a bloodsucking worm, constantly sucking the blood of the League."
"If we cannot find the main person responsible, and if we cannot give the alliance a satisfactory answer, we will no longer invest a single penny in this bloodsucking worm."
The silver-haired old man spoke fiercely, and everyone around him changed their expressions upon hearing it.
The people at the aviation center, in particular, had already looked gloomy, and now their faces were as red as if they were wringing water. How could they conduct research without money?
How can we obtain funding?
How is this different from unemployment?
"Sir, we have activated the emergency investigation plan. Please wait a moment; we will have the results soon." The secretary-general in charge of the meeting quickly stood up and tried to persuade him, but the silver-haired old man was not buying it.
"Does your result count?"
"When has it ever been a case of all talk and no action?"
"Does it work? Bullshit!"
The silver-haired old man was completely unceremonious in front of everyone, even those who were of high status.
The secretary-general was at a loss for words and dared not utter a sound, for fear of provoking anger.
Just then, the door opened again, and everyone rushed to look.
Two officials from the space center walked in one after the other, and the secretary-general breathed a sigh of relief.
"Gentlemen, we are deeply saddened by this unfortunate accident."
The elderly man leading the group was named Andrei Dmitrievich, and he was the leader of this mission.
The old man glanced at everyone, then spoke in a deep voice. Without giving anyone a chance to speak, he took a document from behind him and immediately said to everyone, "Through our efforts, we have found the main cause of the accident."
Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances, but the silver-haired old man, unable to contain himself any longer, finally asked, "What's the problem?"
Upon hearing the question, Dmitrievich took a deep breath before solemnly replying, "The rockets used by the spacecraft did not follow the correct instructions during the second-stage separation; they ignited before the first-stage rocket had completely separated."
"Ultimately, the unburned material in the first stage rocket was ignited, and the fuel in the second stage was also affected, which eventually caused this accident and disaster."
After Dmitrievich finished speaking, the silver-haired old man frowned and asked again, "Then what exactly is the reason that the instructions were not executed correctly?"
"Was there any human intervention involved?"
"You should know that this is not the first time we have carried out a transportation mission; we have never traveled before."
Dmitrievich took a deep breath and said in a heavy tone, "We already know the reason."
"what reason?"
"Our spacecraft's computer malfunctioned during rocket flight."
After Dmitrievich finished speaking, someone else stood up and said, "Mr. Dmitrievich, if I remember correctly, the materials used in this computer were imported from China."
"Does what you're saying mean that we used their raw materials, which led to this disastrous situation?"
Everyone around listened intently; this was a serious matter.
In the past two years, the league's development momentum has not been as good as before.
On the contrary, the subordinates below are developing more and more rapidly, and have even surpassed the league in some areas, which is hard for many people to accept.
"No, sir."
Dmitrievich's calm reply disappointed many in the meeting room, but brought a hint of relief to many more.
Then Dmitrievich continued to explain, "We did indeed use raw materials from China to manufacture the computer, and we installed it on the spaceship."
"But on the rocket, we still use computers made from our own raw materials."
After Dmitrievich finished speaking, the room fell silent.
It wasn't until the silver-haired old man spoke again that everyone understood what was going on.
Computers made with other people's materials have no problems.
Using your own is not acceptable.
This is very much in line with the alliance.
"Why not use something better?"
The elderly man's voice was filled with anger: "We put up so much money, not for you to put on a fireworks show."
Dmitrievich took a deep breath. "Sir, we've already used up all the money you approved."
In other words, this amount of money is simply not enough.
The silver-haired old man was taken aback, then got up and left indignantly.
Is that money really not enough?
It's because people's hearts aren't strong enough.
Everyone has their own judgment. From the initial purchase in China to the transportation to Suskov and then to the researchers, every step of the process involved money.
If you manage to get one-tenth of your final research funding, you'll be lucky.
This is a bitch.
Dmitrievich naturally understood the ins and outs of this, but the reality was that there wasn't enough money.
The raw materials we bought were not enough.
The meeting ended.
Half an hour later, news broke that the cause of the accident had finally been determined through investigation by relevant departments of the alliance.
They also successfully captured three enemies who were lurking in the Alliance Aviation Center.
These three people were the instigators of this accident.
The alliance did not mention the forces behind it, but the entire alliance unanimously pointed its attention to the other side of the ocean.
In response, their counterparts in the United States quickly convened a meeting to prepare for whatever might happen next.
Early morning in Beijing.
The sleeping people were awakened by the sound of firecrackers, and then got up amidst greetings.
After getting dressed, Yang Xiaotao led his family to kowtow to his great-grandfather to wish him a Happy New Year before going to Old Master Ye's house.
In the courtyard, the sounds of New Year's greetings rose and fell, and every family had several children, making the atmosphere even more lively.
After leading the children around, the red envelopes in my hand were all handed out, and of course, the pockets of the children behind me were also full of money.
Just as Yang Xiaotao was about to go to his uncle's house for a visit, Yu Zecheng's voice came from the doorway.
"Happy New Year, Lao Yu."
Yang Xiaotao stepped forward to offer his New Year's greetings, and Yu Zecheng smiled and quickly said, "Have you heard?"
"The Alliance ship has exploded again."
Yang Xiaotao was startled, then his eyes widened. "Where is he? Is he alright?"
Yu Zecheng shook his head. "Ten thousand meters, can you survive?"
Yang Xiaotao shook his head, then asked, "What's the reason?"
Yu Zecheng looked around to make sure no one was there before whispering, "It seems so, the United States is causing trouble."
Yang Xiaotao's pupils contracted; this was quite a lot of information.
"I heard that the alliance is in an uproar. The United States is not to be trifled with either, and tensions are running high."
"so serious?"
"Nonsense, how much does this cost? It's practically fireworks. If it were you, would you be happy with it?"
Yang Xiaotao continued to shake his head, "Who wants to waste money?"
What's the situation now?
"I don't know, but it's definitely not good news."
Yu Zecheng chatted briefly with Yang Xiaotao and then quickly left.
Yang Xiaotao stood in the courtyard for a while, then suddenly shook his head helplessly.
History, indeed, cannot be changed so easily.
"Wife, let's go!"
Yang Xiaotao shouted into the house and stopped thinking about it.
Now, all he wants is to have a good New Year.
There's still a ton of stuff to do after the New Year.