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Chapter 349 The President Is Not Qualified

District 51.

It is a very mysterious place in the local area, and even to the whole world. Almost half of the people in this world believe that in Area 51, there is the deepest secret of the federal government, and there are aliens here.

It's just that both the Federation and the military deny this point, but whenever someone proposes to go in and check it out, they will be directly rejected.

so...

Whether there are aliens in Area 51 is like Schrödinger's cat to countless people, and it cannot be confirmed until it is opened.

But for Mike, this is no longer Schrödinger's cat, but an open-book exam.

Chu Chu Chu!

A military helicopter landed steadily on the only runway in Area 17 that had already been closed at noon on May 51th.

"Welcome, Dr. Lance!"

An unsmiling officer with the rank of colonel followed Mike who got off the plane after parking and handed over an ID card and said seriously: "Doctor, this is your ID card here, please keep it, if it is lost If so, please report as soon as possible.”

Area 51 is strictly managed beyond anyone's imagination.

To put it simply, if Mike accidentally lost his ID card when he was here, he might be shot by soldiers on the spot as an intruder.

Mike took the ID card that seemed to have just been made and pinned it to his chest: "I will, thank you."

The colonel then pointed to a brown-haired captain beside him and said, "This is Captain Joel, and Captain Joel will act as an assistant by Dr. Lance's side, and at the same time, it is also to prevent Dr. Lance from accidentally straying into somewhere. "

Captain Joel smiled and reached out to Mike: "Hello, Dr. Lance."

Mike and Captain Joel shook hands: "Hello."

Base entrance.

After going through a series of rigorous inspections, Mike was allowed to enter the base after handing in his mobile phone, wallet, and all metal objects through X-ray inspection.

Mike joked towards Captain Joel who was leading the way: "God, don't tell me about such a strict inspection, there are really five letters of escape in it."

ET.

UFOs.

Aliens and UFOs, five letters.

Captain Joel smiled at Mike, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he led Mike to an elevator. After entering the elevator, he swiped his ID card. Immediately, someone in the elevator A button is pressed where there is no button.

next second.

The elevator goes down.

Mike was surprised: "Really?"

Only then did Captain Joel speak, with a serious and serious face: "Dr. Lance, you are a 2S-level security personnel of the national secret security, and you are qualified to know what this place really looks like, but I need to remind you that before you come here, you A non-disclosure agreement has been signed. Next, no matter what you see or hear, after you leave here, you must not disclose everything that happened here to anyone outside in any form, otherwise, we have right to arrest and charge you with leaking top state secrets."

talking.

Captain Joel paused and looked at Mike: "Do you understand? Dr. Lance?"

Mike also put away the smile on his face, slowly took out his glasses from his arms, put them on, and then pushed the glasses: "Understood."

Ding!

The elevator no longer descends.

Mike looked up at the screen inside the elevator showing the floor, it was pitch black and there was no display, but one thing is for sure.

This is more than 200 meters above the surface.

The elevator opens.

into the eye.

A donut-like ring-shaped corridor filled with light instantly came into view, and surrounded by the ring-shaped corridor of the glass cover in the corridor was a strange object.

This object has appeared in novels and even in countless sci-fi alien movies.

UFOs.

UFO.

"Come here, please."

Captain Joel glanced at Mike, who didn't show any expression after putting on his glasses, stretched out his hand and gestured to the right and said, "General Ross is waiting over there."

Mike withdrew his gaze from the UFO surrounded by countless iron frames, and nodded towards Captain Joel.

The circular corridor is huge.

Roughly estimated, this is almost like hollowing out the entire 51 meters underground of Area 200.

10 minute later.

Mike, who was taken by Captain Joel to a meeting room filled with soft white light, saw General Ross coming in through the door from outside the meeting room.

Mike took off his glasses, wiped them, looked at General Ross and said, "General Ross, if I heard correctly, this time, it is General Ross who wants to ask me for help, but let the invited guests hang here for more than 10 minutes , isn’t this the way General Ross treats guests?”

General Ross smiled apologetically and reached out to Mike: "About this, I'm sorry, Dr. Lance, in order to allow Dr. Lance to participate in this investigation, I need to convince Director Morgan here as much as possible .”

Mike shook his head and shook hands with General Ross: "Okay, I accept General Ross' apology."

General Ross laughed.

5 minute later.

On the edge of the guardrail of the circular corridor.

General Ross said to Mike who was watching the UFO: "How, Dr. Lance, are you shocked?"

Mike, who was wearing glasses, looked at General Ross with a cold light flashing from the right: "Three months ago, yes, but now, no."

"Oh?"

"After the appearance of the Vaders whose technological level is far beyond ours, it is a very simple reasoning. The Vaders are the manufacturers and users of UFOs. Of course, seeing a complete UFO with their own eyes The flying object is still a bit shocking, but it also made me make up my mind about one thing."

"……what?"

"In the next presidential election, if anyone is willing to promise to reveal the secrets of Area 51, I will consider giving him my vote."

"Hahaha……"

General Ross laughed and said, "It's very interesting, Dr. Lance. However, Dr. Lance may be disappointed. The President does not have the authority to get here."

Mike looked at Ross: "The president doesn't even know this place?"

The corners of General Ross's mouth curved up slightly.

president……

What qualifications does a temporary worker who needs to be replaced in four years at the fastest, or eight years at the slowest, have to know this?

What is a secret?

In other words, how can we ensure that the secret is not known to outsiders? There is only one answer, and naturally, the fewer people who know it, the better.

If the president who changes every four or eight years knows the real secret here, I am afraid that the secret of Area 51 has become an open secret now.

and so.

Yes.

The president is not qualified to know the truth about Area 51.

……

(End of this chapter)