All Novel Full Chapter 977
Chapter 977: Chapter 909: “It’s fake!
These are all smoke grenades!”_1 Chapter 977: Chapter 909: “It’s fake!
These are all smoke grenades!”_1 “YOU ARE FIRED!!!”
The President’s anger was so fiery hot that not only did Daniel stumble back suddenly, pulling the phone far away from him, but even those outside his office could clearly hear the roar of fury.
“Mr.
President, please allow me to explain…” Daniel attempted to defend himself.
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But the President did not give him any chance at all.
The moment after he uttered the “termination notice”, he hung up the phone in rage.
Daniel listened to the busy tone on the phone, dumbstruck.
He was finished…
Outside the office, everyone took their gazes away from the supervisor’s office, looking at each other, their eyes filled with lingering fear.
‘Thank goodness…I don’t have to face the President’s wrath.’
They secretly heaved sighs of relief.
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But their relief came too soon.
“Ring, ring~~”
The telephone rang again, shattering the quiet atmosphere.
This time it wasn’t in the supervisor’s office but in front of an ordinary female secretary in the public working hall.
This young blonde secretary was shocked into instinctively pulling back from the phone – she had a strong premonition that something bad was about to happen.
In the Intelligence Unit, landline extensions placed here were not for daily use.
They were a backup measure, to be used in case of extreme situations like electromagnetic attacks or wireless signal interference.
Under normal circumstances, they would never ring.
Even internal communications were conducted through mobile phones or emails.
But now…
She looked at her co-worker pleadingly but he was obviously helpless.
In the end, she resigned herself to answering the phone.
And the moment the call was connected, she experienced up-close what her supervisor had just gone through—
“How dare you not pick up my call?!
Damn you!!”
“YOU ARE FIRED!!”
“Click- beep-beep-beep-”
Listening to the busy tone on the phone, the female secretary looked as if her world had collapsed.
“Don’t worry, the President is probably just furious.
He’ll cool off soon…” The male colleague next to her attempted to reassure her.
But before his words were complete, he was interrupted by the ringing of his own office phone—
“Ring, Ring~~”
“Ring, Ring~~”
“…” He instantly went silent.
But he couldn’t ignore a direct line, and so, he heard the same harsh sentence for the third time—
“YOU ARE FIRED!!”
“Beep- beep- beep-”
“Ring, Ring~”
The telephone in front of yet another person started ringing.
It seemed as though a termination storm had swept through the office, sparing no one.
“YOU ARE FIRED!!”
“Ring, Ring~”
“YOU ARE FIRED!!”
“Ring, Ring~”
“YOU ARE FIRED!!”
“…”
Just like a roll-call execution, the President precisely dialed one phone after another in the office, and personally delivered the notice to each person:
“You’re Squid-ed!!!”
In the entire office, everyone was like prisoners awaiting their sentence, waiting for the “phone bomb” in front of them to explode.
They were supposed to be the insignificant soldiers.
Under normal circumstances, they wouldn’t have had any interaction with the President, from the time he took office until he stepped down.
But now, the President had got hold of their detailed list and phone numbers, tirelessly calling one after the other, furiously announcing that they were fired.
Only one reason could explain this irrational behavior—
Mr.
President is really angry!
As for why he’s so angry, whether it’s because the funds were wasted, or because the mech he publicly proclaimed as “America’s own” has been proven to be just a foolish scam, and he’s the fool who was tricked and will be mocked by the world’s media…
That is hard to say.
But no matter the reason, they’re all in for a bad time.
There’s no chance of the president revoking his orders after he cools down.
Originally, the Lincoln Countermeasures Group only had six people, but it was expanded into a department of thirty-eight people because of this mech problem.
Now that the mechs are fake, the existence of this department has lost its meaning.
Dissolution seems unavoidable.
And for them who are just being affected by this, getting a scolding over the phone is the end of it, they can just go back to their original jobs.
But for those primarily responsible, starting with Daniel and going all the way up, they are all waiting to be held accountable!
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Indeed, it is exactly like this.
The director of the intelligence bureau, who received an urgent call from the president’s office and was speeding down the road in his car, was bracing to face the president’s wrath.
His only hope was to keep his job.
But he was really unlucky.
By the time he rushed to the president’s office, a number of influential domestic and international media outlets, including official national media, had finished their emergency articles and started broadcasting related news.
The first thing he saw was the President, dressed in a suit and with a red tie, holding a remote control and changing channels expressionlessly.
As he changed channels, the content on the TV in the distance was also changing –
[Cloud Dreams didn’t bother with fishing, the American President took the bait himself!]
[Squandering national finances on a nonexistent phantom creation, is it naïveté or folly?]
[…Even a layman knows that mechs don’t have real military value, why did the president fall for such a ridiculous scam?]
[…Americans, do you know where our taxes are being spent?
Hamburgers, cola, mechs!]
[…Since the president likes mechs so much, why not lift the ban on Cloud Dreams?
Is he secretly playing the virtual game himself?
Given his character, it seems very possible…]
…
One news program after another questioned, mocked, or ridiculed…
Anyway, there wasn’t a single good word.
A drop of cold sweat slowly trickled down his forehead, and the Director had a very ominous premonition…
The door behind him was suddenly pushed open, and the representative from the Army Department and the Financial Officer walked in.
The emergency meeting began.
The president and the finance officer’s goal was simple: stop the plan, try to recover losses as much as possible.
But the Army Representative had a different idea:
“The game is just a smokescreen.
It’s a tactic Lincoln and Daxia used to mislead us and make us give up on our R&D!”
“Daxia’s mechs are still in production!
The mech that we discovered might also be a smokescreen!
The real mech factory might be hidden somewhere else, most likely in some secret military base!”
“Therefore, we absolutely can’t halt the plan!
Not only can we not halt it, we must continue the funding and speed up R&D!”
“???” The Intelligence Bureau Chief looked at the military representative speaking so confidently and felt puzzled.
‘Is there such a thing?
Why don’t I know?
Are you the intelligence person, or am I the intelligence person?’
“Where’s the evidence?” The president wasn’t a fool either.
When asked about evidence by the president, the army representative lowered his head and looked at his hands, “It’s still being collected.”
“So you guys saw it in a dream?” The president was not polite at all.
“Don’t talk about things without evidence.” The financial officer didn’t waste any time, “The project account needs to be frozen immediately to avoid further losses.”
“But you can’t rule out this possibility!” The army representative claimed with a serious face, “And the secretive movement in Daxia’s national security department is also suspicious.”
“Moreover, there’s also no money left in the account.” He added at the end.
“Gone?!” The financial officer exclaimed on the spot, “That’s 2 billion dollars!”
“Yes, four mechs, four research teams, the best experts, and the best materials, this is normal.” The army representative remained unfazed.
“Are you fucking kidding me?
That’s a year’s budget!” The financial officer couldn’t help but curse.
Even when being criticized, the army representative was still very calm: “Obviously, it’s not enough.
So we were planning to apply for the second round of funds at the beginning of next month.”
“You guys still want money?!!”
Hearing this, the financial officer felt his temples throbbing, as if he was about to have a hypertension attack!