Special Forces: At the beginning, An Ran pulled him to get his certificate.

Chapter 1341 The Hacker Missile is about to come out, and the man who creates miracles again



Chapter 1341 The Hacker Missile is about to come out, and the man who creates miracles again

"Chief Engineer, please give the order!" A technician, feeling both nervous and excited, hurriedly but calmly approached Chen Jun after completing all the preparations. His eyes were filled with trust and expectation, and he leaned forward slightly, awaiting Chen Jun's instructions.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the laboratory was solemn and depressing. Everyone was like a bow with a taut string, and every subtle movement was carried with a sense of mission.

Chen Jun's expression remained as calm as ever, his deep eyes gleaming with determination and confidence. Without the slightest hesitation, he nodded decisively, his voice booming and crisp as a single word: "Fire!"

This brief and powerful command, like a flash of lightning across the night sky, instantly broke the silence in the laboratory.

The technician responded loudly, turned around quickly, and started the missile launch program with his fingers flying skillfully on the operating table.

In an instant, the entire laboratory seemed to have pressed the mute button. It was so quiet that only the slight humming of the equipment and the rapid breathing of everyone could be heard.

The researchers, who had toiled through the night for two weeks on this missile, were now utterly nervous. Their eyes were fixed on the various instruments and data displays, their hearts pounding as if they were about to burst through their chests. This missile carried the hope of national rise, the product of the hard work and sweat of countless people. Every one of them was deeply aware of its profound significance.

As the launch procedure progressed, time seemed to stretch on forever.

Finally, after the launch, data began to pour in. Every tick of the number was like a hammer, hammering at everyone's heart.

"Chief Engineer, the launch was a complete success! Our hacker missile has initially surpassed Mach 3. Our research and development has succeeded!" a researcher in charge of data monitoring shouted excitedly, his voice trembling slightly with excitement. His face was filled with uncontrollable joy and pride, and his eyes sparkled with tears of excitement.

"It's done..." These two simple words, at that moment, carried immense weight, carrying the weight of countless hardships and sacrifices. The scientists present could no longer contain their excitement, tears welling up in their eyes. They hugged one another, and cheers and laughter mingled, echoing throughout the lab.

At this moment, all the fatigue and pressure turned into joy and pride, and they felt extremely proud of their efforts and contributions.

Elder Xu and the other three veteran professors turned to gaze at the composed Chen Jun, their admiration and adoration reaching a peak. "Holy crap! This young man, this Chief Engineer, his guidance changed everything, propelling missile development forward. Finally, the missile developed at the Dragon Vessel Base surpassed Mach 1. But everyone knows this is just the beginning." Elder Xu marveled inwardly, his awe for Chen Jun's abilities growing even stronger.

In contrast to the crowd's excitement, Chen Jun remained unfazed, a man who rejoiced after the world's joy. With a calm expression and a resolute gaze, he said, "The missile isn't stable yet. We'll continue research and development, continue refining it. We'll see in another week. Mach 3 isn't our focus, it's just a starting point." His words were concise yet powerful, like a stabilizing force, calming the joy-soaked researchers.

"Understood!" the researchers on site responded in unison, fully understanding the significance of Chen Jun's words. After encouraging and supporting each other, they quickly calmed their excitement and returned to the intense follow-up work. They understood that this was only a temporary achievement; there was still a long way to go and higher goals to achieve.

……

In the distant and beautiful country, the commander-in-chief's headquarters was bustling with activity.

Huangmao was sitting in a spacious office, constantly looking through feedback from all over the world.

He has a keen interest in news and is avid at posting updates and sharing his opinions and ideas on various media platforms. Rather than being a commander, he's more of an internet celebrity, active in the global media, a position he holds thanks to the support of a large following. In today's era, the power of public opinion cannot be underestimated, and followers can even translate into tangible influence and wealth, something he values ​​deeply.

Next to Huangmao sat his followers, who obeyed his orders with fawning smiles on their faces. Those who disobeyed had long been eliminated, and the remaining ones were absolutely loyal to him.

"Well, it's been almost a month, and the Yan Country's aircraft carrier is still on the way. It seems that they are deliberately dragging their feet and dare not get close to our coastline at all." Huangmao said disdainfully while looking at the information in his hand, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Not only that, their calls for us to apologize and compensate them in front of the global media are almost gone. Just like in the past, they start with a big bang, deal with their own people, and then let it go. This is Yan Country. They are just a paper tiger." A follower quickly echoed, his eyes revealing his flattery for the yellow-haired man.

"All the protesters are just paper tigers, unlike us who are fighting with real swords and guns." The others nodded and echoed the voice. In their eyes, Yanguo's current performance was indeed so vulnerable. They seemed to have forgotten the strength and determination that Yanguo had once demonstrated, and only saw the so-called "weakness" in front of them.

Look at their aircraft carriers. They make so much noise but have no real action. It's all talk and no action. After so long, they're still on their way...

The newly appointed head of the CIA has always been good at guessing the intentions of his superiors. Upon seeing this, he immediately flattered: "This comment is to the point. What actions will you take next, sir? Our major departments will definitely cooperate fully." He bent his waist slightly, his face full of smiles, and his eyes revealed awe for the yellow-haired man.

The yellow-haired man nodded in satisfaction, a smug look on his face. "Now that they don't dare to pursue the matter, it's our turn. Our great and beautiful country won't allow others to smear and tarnish it at will. So, I need you to hold Yan Country accountable, make them apologize, make them pay compensation. Humph, isn't it just a protest? To get involved, you have to rely on strength. The East is just a small fry."

"Draft a document to hold the East accountable, and let those who follow us protest together to put pressure on them."

Everyone nodded in unison. This was indeed their usual tactic. As long as the United States took the lead, some vassal states would naturally follow suit. They thought they could easily suppress the Yan Kingdom in this way, but they had no idea what kind of counterattack they would face.

As a result, relevant departments in the United States began to issue a joint statement, not only harshly criticizing Yan China and demanding an apology and compensation, but also calling on the world to put pressure on Yan China. The document was filled with distortions of facts and false claims, attempting to shift the blame entirely onto Yan China. It can be said that the United States' article killed two birds with one stone, both clearing them of the accusations previously leveled against them by Yan China and turning the tables, posing as victims in an attempt to force Yan China to compensate them.

The document continued to ferment through various media channels, and relevant departments even held a global press conference to formally condemn Yan, pushing the public opinion war to a climax. At the press conference, officials from the United States used harsh words and made outrageous remarks, attempting to mislead global public opinion and cause other countries to misunderstand Yan.

Seeing this situation, the Yan State diplomats who were closely following the matter were furious.

"Shameless! Absolutely shameless! They're the ones who clearly provoked our country, yet they're turning the tables and stirring up public opinion, getting others to join in the fun. I've never seen anyone so shameless," diplomat Xu Yang exclaimed angrily, his face flushed crimson, his eyes blazing with fury. He paced back and forth in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, his anger burning like a flame, difficult to quell.

Xu Yang knew that things had reached a point beyond his control. He couldn't just sit back and watch, but he also couldn't make his own decisions. After all, it had been almost a month, and the Yan Kingdom's aircraft carrier seemed to be constantly on the move. As a diplomat, he couldn't quite grasp the nation's current stance. "It's not like we're just lost and can't find the border of the Beautiful Country! The current policy is so confusing and frustrating!" Xu Yang complained inwardly. He felt unprecedented pressure. Every time he faced inquiries from the media and other countries, he didn't know how to respond.

At the military headquarters, the crisis management team remained active, holding daily meetings to discuss response strategies. They had received orders from the Supreme Command to coordinate all actions with Chen Jun's scientific research progress. Until then, the team must remain on standby. Xu Yang quickly arrived at the military headquarters and found the crisis management team.

"Chief Ye, take a look! These documents contain the denunciations issued by the United States." Xu Yang anxiously handed the documents to Elder Ye, his face filled with worry. His eyes revealed helplessness and anxiety, hoping that Elder Ye would give clear instructions.

Elder Ye took the document, glanced at it quickly, and flew into a rage. A hawkish and hot-tempered general, he had always advocated a tough stance against foreign policy, and now his rage was uncontrollable. He slammed the table so hard that the teacups on it jumped.

"These guys are truly shameless! I haven't even bothered them yet, and yet they're licking our asses and blaming us?" Elder Ye roared in anger, his beard puffing and his eyes glaring. His voice echoed throughout the room, filled with authority and anger.

Diplomat Xu Yang sympathized, speaking excitedly, "Yes, this is too much. They've even been spreading rumors in front of the global media, claiming our protests were a complete apology. Commander, as a diplomat, I'd like to ask, what exactly is your crisis management team's external policy? Is it a bluff or an absolute, unwavering commitment? I simply can't stand this kind of frustration." His face flushed and he was overcome with emotion, clearly under immense pressure. His eyes were filled with anticipation, hoping that Mr. Ye would give him a clear answer, letting him know how to handle external pressure.

After hearing this, Mr. Ye calmed down. He patted Xu Yang on the shoulder and said in a steady tone: "Why are you in such a hurry? Our aircraft carrier is indeed on the way, because there is a powerful weapon of a great power that is still under development. It should be out soon. Don't worry, we are serious this time. Our troops are determined and capable of implementing our foreign policy. Just wait and see." Mr. Ye's eyes revealed firmness and confidence, as if telling Xu Yang that everything was under control.

Xu Yang was stunned for a moment, not quite sure what Mr. Ye meant, and asked doubtfully: "Under research and development? How long is that? Then what should I say to the outside world? Many eyes are watching my every move. Chief, I am under a lot of pressure. I haven't slept well for a month. I don't want to endure it, but I'm afraid to tell lies." He showed an embarrassment on his face, not knowing how to deal with doubts from all parties in a diplomatic occasion.

"We've endured for decades, why worry about this moment? Go back first. Don't respond to them. Let these autumn grasshoppers hop around. I'll go to the Dragon Vessel Base to see how the research and development is progressing." Elder Ye soothed, his eyes revealing a calmness. He understood the importance of stabilizing military morale and diplomatic strategy at this critical moment, and could not make wrong decisions due to impulsiveness.

That day, after Xu Yang returned to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Mr. Ye took a plane and headed directly to the Longmai Base.

After arriving at the Dragon Vessel Base, Ye Lao Ma immediately went to find Chen Jun and asked, "It's been almost a month. How is your research and development work progressing? Our aircraft carrier is still waiting at sea. It can't be on its way all the time, right?"

Over the past month, Chen Jun hadn't given Mr. Ye any news, and even his phone call hadn't gotten through. This had made Mr. Ye extremely anxious, so he had rushed over in person. His eyes were filled with anxiety and anticipation, hoping for a satisfactory answer.

Seeing Chen Jun's appearance, Elder Ye was genuinely shocked. Chen Jun's eyes were red, his face gaunt, and he looked exhausted, as if he had been overworked. His hair was a little messy, his face was covered in stubble, and his clothes were a bit shabby. For nearly a month, Chen Jun and the entire research team had been working day and night, sleeping only three or four hours a day. The long-term, high-intensity work had exhausted them both physically and mentally. But it was through their strong willpower that they had overcome their difficulties step by step and persevered to this day.

Chen Jun heard the urgency in Mr. Ye's words, smiled slightly, and said, "Chief, you came at the right time. The results were supposed to come out in the next few days, so I will report to you in advance." Although his voice was a little tired, it was still firm and powerful.

Hearing this, Mr. Ye suddenly became excited and said impatiently: "You say, you say..." He took two steps forward, staring at Chen Jun, afraid of missing any word.

"In fact, the hacker missile has been successfully developed, but I am not satisfied with the speed. Now, after a week of improvement, our speed has exceeded Mach 4. Coupled with the further improvement of the chip, I can say that there is no weapon in the world today that can intercept the hacker missile we launch. In terms of range, with the blessing of speed, it is not a problem to fly around two-thirds of the earth. In other words, no matter where our enemies are, they have nowhere to escape and cannot be intercepted. They can only passively take the beating." Chen Jun introduced in detail, with a confident glint in his eyes.

"Holy crap..." After hearing Chen Jun's introduction, Elder Ye practically roared with excitement. He opened his mouth like a child and clutched Chen Jun's arm tightly, as if trying to draw more strength from him. His eyes widened with surprise and disbelief, and he repeated the question again and again, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Finally, he excitedly pumped his fists and roared, venting his inner joy and excitement.

"Good guy, he's worthy of being called a ghost. This man has been at the Dragon Vein Base for less than a month, and he has created another miracle."


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