the world is at stake

But the conditions still need to be discussed.

The huge proceeds from the box office will be used to purchase high-tech and equipment from the United States.

Such as chemical industry, medicine, steel, electronics and so on.The vast majority of purchases need to be approved by Congress, which requires McCarthy's help.

McCarthy liked this exchange of benefits and readily agreed.

So at the beginning of October, 'Chanders' took the initiative to express to the outside world that he hoped to go to North Korea to condolences to the US military officers and soldiers, and hoped to contact the Chinese side to send some medicine and supplies to the US military in the prisoner-of-war camp.

At the congressional hearing, 'Chanders' showed some of the information he had obtained to the senators and lords-the lack of medical care and food in China, which caused the American prisoners to live in hardship.

"I hope to bring a medical team to the Chinese POW camp to rescue American prisoners of war and supervise their implementation of the Geneva POW Treaty. If possible, it is best to exchange wounded and sick prisoners of war from both sides. This is good for us."

The U.S. military has a tradition of abusing prisoners. Whether it was the massacre of native Indians or the handling of German prisoners of war in World War II, its "glorious history" and "clean methods" can be clearly recorded.

By pushing others by themselves, Americans naturally feel that their captives must not have a good life in the hands of the Chinese.Hunger and disease produced terrible death rates.

'Chanders' proposal sparked an uproar in Washington.No one can object to it on the surface, but politicians are keenly aware that the rising star seems to be cooperating with McCarthy.

The box office of "Bad Movie" broke through 2000 million US dollars, and the pre-tax income of "Chanders" broke through [-] million.Many directors in Hollywood have tried to imitate his filming ideas and skills, and the plot has been deflected in the direction of "pornography".

But imitators are all faced with an insurmountable problem - Hollywood's old special effects can't compete with 'bad movies' at all.Even the simplest speed chase can't capture the tension of lightning and flint.

Dozens of crew members who worked with Zhou Qingfeng at the beginning were all poached by the major film companies with high salaries, and even many props used for filming "bad movies" disappeared.

Hundreds of filmmakers have tried to crack the mystery of 'Chanders' success.

Against this background, media research has confirmed that 'Chanders' fans are very cohesive.Sun Rocky's film company is not busy continuing to make films, but instead focuses on organizing fans, whose number has exceeded 50.

These 50 are basically young people who are scattered in various states and can influence ten times the number of voters.All MPs need votes, and no one can ignore such a huge number of votes.

Major General John was the most sensitive about this, and immediately called Chanders' home to ask him what his attitude was.

'Chanders' went to the Pentagon and had a showdown in the major general's office.The two confessed face to face across the desk, "Sir, it's time for you to use another power as your backer."

These words made Major General John's face turn blue and then pale, and he shouted angrily: "Chanders, do you think that you won't be sent to prison because you are famous?"

"On the contrary. Sir, I'm helping you. Eisenhower categorically rejected Truman's proposal. He will not join the Democratic Party, and he will not choose Truman as his running mate."

These words were like a needle stuck into a balloon, and Leto John was instantly discouraged.He sat behind the desk panting, staring at Zhou Qingfeng for a while, and gritting his teeth for a while.

Zhou Qingfeng continued: "Old Baker also abandoned Truman, and those Jews are obviously betting on the winner. The only suspense now is who is the vice president?"

These words were another heavy blow, the major general thumped the table in anger, scolding the Jews for being despicable and shameless.He asked sharply, "Are you going to join McCarthy now?"

"That's not necessarily the case. It just depends on who offers the highest price. The party's primary election has just begun, and it's unclear who will get the nomination for the vice president? I just want to let the gentlemen in Congress know that I can be bought. Sir, you too Can."

Major General John was furious, but he had to admit that the kid in front of him was born to be a politician, bold and slippery like a ghost.

Zhou Qingfeng continued: "It is politically correct to condolences to the front-line US troops, and no one will object. But there will definitely be others who will jump out to express their approval and show their favor to me by the way. I hope that the struggle will be more intense, so that the asking price can be higher."

Before the words finished, the phone on the major general's desk rang.He grabbed it and said 'Hello', his voice immediately became soft and hearty, "Good afternoon, Senator.

About Chanders?Yes, I know him very well.If you have any questions, just ask, I am very happy to have a friend like you.His political leanings? "

While talking on the phone, the major general grabbed a pen and wrote his name on the paper—Nixon.

What should come really came.Zhou Qingfeng silently shrugged his shoulders, saying that it doesn't matter.

The major general then said on the phone: "Chanders is very talented, but he has no political inclinations. He may have just accepted McCarthy's suggestion and felt that he should go to North Korea.

I know your concerns, that kid is a celebrity now, but he's too young.Believe me, you can be his friend too and he will be very happy.Maybe I can arrange for him to meet with you? "

Zhou Qingfeng gave a thumbs up and nodded slightly.

Nixon on the other end of the phone agreed to the proposal and readily agreed.When he put down the microphone, the major general's face immediately changed from cheerful to gloomy, and he cursed 'fuck' angrily.

Cursing, scolding, the major general calmed down instead.He asked Zhou Qingfeng, "Who do you think can get the party nomination?"

"I don't know, forget it. Thank you for helping me make an appointment with Nixon. I'll ask him what price he can offer me? We are just affairs officers, and there is no need to get involved in the chaos of the political arena." Zhou Qingfeng was about to leave after finishing speaking .

"Wait..." the major general shouted, "Chanders, who is behind you?"

Zhou Qingfeng shrugged and asked back, "Sir, what do you want to betray?"

Major General John pondered for a while.

"I have seen the second-hand military supplies you secretly stole. They are quite miscellaneous. Many things the Soviets would not want. Think about the German and American weapons that appeared on the Korean battlefield. In fact, it is very clear who is behind you. "

The major general sighed again, "If you need anything in the future, you can ask me directly. For example, you asked Old Baker to buy petrochemical equipment. However, in the chemical industry, only equipment is useless, and professional planning, installation and commissioning are needed for production."

Is this turning too fast?Zhou Qingfeng listened to the music, and saluted the major general in a polite manner, "Yes, sir. I will ask you for help in the future."

"Go away, bastard. I shouldn't have recruited you in the first place." Leto John shook his head and sighed regretfully, "You boy messed up everything."

"At least I can help you make money and stabilize your position." Zhou Qingfeng said goodbye cheerfully. The moment he walked out of the Pentagon, he felt refreshed and refreshed.

From time to time inside and outside the building, guards and employees greeted Zhou Qingfeng, and all of them were warm and polite.Many people excitedly stepped forward and asked for a group photo, and they were all satisfied.

This is the embodiment of great fame and privilege.

When two big-breasted female employees grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's arms tightly and flattered and asked to take pictures at the entrance of the building, a bullet was fired from about 500 meters away.

A bullet nearly three times the speed of sound arrived in an instant, brushed past Zhou Qingfeng's scalp, and hit the wall behind him, leaving a shallow crater.

The shooting and taking pictures happened almost at the same time. When Zhou Qingfeng faced the camera, he felt that there was a light in a diagonal direction.He glanced subconsciously, then tilted his head.

After the shooting, the faint sound of gunfire came from a distance.

Zhou Qingfeng overwhelmed the two big tits who were taking pictures together, and shouted: "There is a sniper, in the direction of Arlington Cemetery. The other party should drive a car and block him."

On the boulevard more than 500 meters away, Marco Shi held an M1903A4 sniper rifle, aimed at Zhou Qingfeng's figure, and kept pulling the bolt and trigger.

But even if he emptied the five bullets in the magazine, he couldn't get any results.The accuracy of the old-fashioned bolt-action rifles is still a little bit worse, and it is far from being comparable to the real sniper rifles decades later.

"Damn it, this rare opportunity was wasted." Marco threw the gun out of the car window, slammed on the accelerator and drove away quickly.He changed his strategy and managed to catch Zhou Qingfeng, but failed because of the target's sharp eyes and slightly tilted head.

The West Gate of the Pentagon is in disarray.

The guards rushed up but didn't know what happened. They didn't even hear the gunshots. They only saw two big-breasted female employees lying on the ground with pale faces. Lieutenant Colonel 'Chanders' forehead was grazed by bullets, and his face was covered with blood.

Lying on the ground, Zhou Qingfeng didn't dare to get up easily. He wiped the blood from his forehead and shouted to the guard who stepped forward: "I'm not going to die yet. Go catch the shooter. It's a felony to dare to commit murder near the Pentagon."

Chapter 90 Lao Jiang, take the blame!

Imperial capital, late at night.

Xiao Jinlang was still busy at the desk, with a mountain of documents piled up under the light of the incandescent lamp.The progress of the country's industrialization has suddenly accelerated, and many affairs that have never been considered in the past appear to be intricacies that require experienced people to handle.

The aid workers from the Soviet Union and East Germany were not familiar with the situation in China, and they also needed a communication channel recognized by multiple parties, so all matters were under the pressure of Xiao Jinlang.

Lao Xiao's sleep time has now been reduced to three or four hours a day, and he has dispatched as many as thirty elite soldiers from various departments to coordinate the use of industrial equipment and materials from Europe and the United States.

Just deploying transport capacity will overload the current domestic railway system, making it even more difficult.But this is a 'happiness trouble', better than nothing.

There were several phones on the table, and they rang from time to time.

It is only recently that there are so many telephones, all thanks to the hundreds of step-by-step telephone switches purchased from the United States.After stabilizing electricity consumption for government agencies, the need for communications has also been brought to the table.

The 'stepping' switches are being quickly eliminated by the 'crosswise' switches, and a large number of devices are disposed of like scrap iron in Europe and the United States.

There is no choice in the country, as long as it can be used, at least one set of [-]-level "step-by-step" is installed in every big city, and the communication and coordination capabilities within the government are greatly improved.

In the past, only cadres above the bureau level could be assigned a telephone, and cadres at the department level had to be assigned a correspondent.Now department-level offices can also be equipped with telephones.

Township-level governments that rely on Roar for communication can also quickly make phone calls with counties and cities, and with a few durable 'Willis' jeeps for commuting, it doesn't cost a lot of money, but the transmission of information is from the past. Raised to on minutes.

Under the guidance of experts from East Germany, the intercity telephone network is being deployed in China, and there will be fewer telegrams in the future.It is precisely because of the convenience of communication that Lao Xiao's ability to coordinate and integrate is useful.Otherwise, he would not be able to get up quickly if he wanted to work.

At one o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock on the desk rang.

Xiao Jinlang looked at the work that was still piled up like a mountain, shook his head and called the secretary on duty, "I'm going to the rest meeting, you keep an eye on it. Don't call me if it's nothing important."

Only by combining work and rest can he continue to work, and Xiao Jinlang can be regarded as squeezing his physical strength to the limit.When it's time to sleep, he closes his eyes and doesn't procrastinate.

Next to the office is a lounge with several camp beds side by side, and there are free refreshments in the cabinet.

Lao Xiao's subordinates often worked overtime and stayed up late. He allowed the secretaries to eat when they were hungry and sleep when they were sleepy.

Now there were people lying on the camp bed, so he could only gobble up three or four meat buns, find an open space, get a blanket half covered, and sleep with his clothes on.

The blanket is still an American product, it was captured from killing the enemy in the Korean battlefield, and it is very comfortable to cover.

Less than 5 minutes after falling asleep, Lao Xiao's snoring gradually started.But within half an hour of being safe, the secretary on duty hurried into the lounge, and could only wake him up by seeing the sound of the chief sleeping soundly.

"What happened?"

Xiao Jinlang, who was short of sleep, was very upset.At present, North Korea is fairly stable, the country is still peaceful, and there are no major events abroad. It is very rare for the secretary on duty to wake him up.

"The secret telegram was sent from the Soviet Union via the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Only you, the director, can translate it," said the secretary on duty.

Old Xiao frowned, still quite upset.The telegrams that can only be deciphered by him can only be internal to the 'Holy Light' team, but many telegrams are not urgent, they are ordinary business communications.

But there was no way, he had to get up.Because communication within the team cannot be faked by outsiders.

Back in the office, the duty secretary left.Xiao Jinlang put on his glasses and glanced at the telegram composed of numbers. He only looked up at a few combinations, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

It was from Sun Luoji.This is the first time he has sent a report to Xiao Jinlang. Usually, the situation in North America is reported by Zhou Qingfeng.

Taking out an English version of "Faust" from the bookshelf, Lao Xiao began to transcribe digitally.The first few sentences are Zhou Qingfeng's whimsical plan to stir up the US election to profit, which is unexpected and reasonable.

Typical Uncle Zhou's work style, strong imagination and execution.

But in the next few sentences things take a turn for the worse...

"Zhou Qingfeng went to the Ministry of National Defense to discuss with Major General John, but when he left the Pentagon, he was attacked by unknown gunmen, and bullets grazed his scalp.

He was able to speak after the injury, indicating that he was fine, but fainted shortly after being sent to the hospital.Doctors preliminarily judged that neurotoxin might be attached to the bullet.

After the incident, the U.S. media immediately exploded, and various departments in Washington were extremely furious. They all expressed their desire to find out the truth and catch the murderer.I applied several times to go to the hospital to see Zhou Qingfeng but was blocked. I don't know his specific situation at present? "

Seeing the next few sentences, Lao Xiao's brain almost fainted like a thunderbolt.He sat unconsciously on the chair, his eyes darkened.

It's really like "fighting geese all day long but being pecked by geese", Zhou Qingfeng has always been domineering, but this time he suffered a disaster.

How to do?

It's because Xiao Jinlang has experienced many storms, but the core of the team suddenly collapsed, and he also became disoriented, with a swollen head.Let alone work now, I can't even rest.

Qin Qing has returned to China and is working under Xiao Jinlang.A few minutes later, she was called to Lao Xiao's office and got the news.Compared with Xiao Jinlang who seemed to be 20 years older in an instant, Qin Qing was calmer.

"Old Xiao, don't worry. Zhou Qingfeng is not dead yet. If he dies, the instance will end immediately. He has undergone a physical test and is extremely resistant to toxins.

Neurotoxins are basically afraid of high temperatures. Unless it is a special warhead, the high temperature of the barrel can make a little toxin smeared on the warhead ineffective, and scratching the scalp is not enough to kill Zhou Qingfeng.

In addition, you could be stunned by this news thousands of miles away, and Sun Luoji was on the spot, I am afraid that you have already panicked and lost your mind.We should telegraph him immediately to calm down.

It's too weird that Sun Luoji can't see Zhou Qingfeng.Either Zhou Qingfeng was playing tricks, or some politician wanted to take advantage of his assassination.In my personal judgment, the latter is more likely. "

In a few words, Xiao Jinlang was educated by Qin Qing.His mind regained a bit of clarity, and after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it made sense, and while rushing to call back Sun Luoji who was far away in the United States, he whispered something...

"Xiao Qin, do you and Zhou Qingfeng think 'tofu in brine, one thing can conquer one thing'? You have a calm temper, and your fiancé has an accident, but you can still be so calm."

Zhou Qingfeng's personality is completely opposite to Qin Qing's, one is extremely impulsive and the other is absolutely calm.The two of them got together like a magnet.

The scumbag Zhou can travel through time and space, and subconsciously wants to go back to find his first love 'instructor'.

"I'm born like this, it's hard to have mood swings." Qin Qing shrugged, trying to make himself look normal.But her analysis just now made Lao Xiao feel admiration.

After the telegram was written, it was converted into encrypted numbers, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was asked to send it to the United States through the Soviet channel, and it was delivered to Sun Luoji a few hours later.

Sun Luoji was really panicked and almost collapsed. He really fainted after hearing the news - because he couldn't handle the current complicated situation at all.

After reading the analysis sent by Qin Qing, Sun Luoji's drowsy mind quickly calmed down.He also realized that something was wrong.

According to what we learned from the scene, there was half an hour between Zhou Qingfeng being sniped and being sent to Walter Reed Army Hospital in Washington.

During these half an hour, Zhou Qingfeng has been bouncing around.But not long after he entered the hospital, he was declared by the doctor to be in a coma and dying. What happened to the neurotoxin so coincidentally?

After the news of his 'fainting and dying' came out, the guards outside the Army Hospital only allowed 'Chanders' wife, Li Ji, to visit him, and everyone else refused.

But when Li Ji went, she could be regarded as "a mud cow has entered the sea and never returned", and no news has come out for the time being.There must be something wrong behind this.

In the Army Hospital, Zhou Qingfeng was lying on the hospital bed bored and staring at the ceiling with his head wrapped like a Sikh Asan.He was also a little flustered, wondering why he was suddenly placed under house arrest after being admitted to the hospital?

The military police of the Ministry of National Defense stood guard at the door of the ward, and besides the nurse, only the tearful Li Ji was by the bedside.The poor woman fainted several times when she learned that her husband was nearly shot in the head.

"Okay, okay, I'm fine." Zhou Qingfeng had to comfort Li Ji in turn, lest she be too sad.

Li Ji kept holding on to her husband's hand, as if she would lose it if she let go.Wiping her tears, she asked puzzledly, "Why did the officials say you were fainting and dying?"

"I don't know either." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the door of the ward.He thought he would be able to leave after bandaging himself, but he didn't expect the military police of the Ministry of National Defense to block the entire hospital layer by layer.

Internal and external news cut off.

What the hell is this going to do?

Not only Zhou Qingfeng didn't understand, but Ma Keshi who murdered him was also very puzzled.The latter fled the scene by transferring and walking before the Department of Defense guards blocked the way. At this moment, he was on the road away from Washington.