Spy Wars: I signed in at the Military Police at the beginning

On the third day after the Americans received the diplomatic letter from Matsudaira Tsuneo, they finally compromised. At least most of the people in the White Palace had compromised.

"General Lawrence, I am deeply saddened by your son's death, but we must always move forward..."

"Mr. President, I understand what you mean. I personally fully comply with the country's choice. In addition, I also believe that my son's sacrifice will not be in vain!"

Lawrence, a four-star general belonging to the secret department, looked at the old man sitting in the wheelchair with a sad look on his face, listened to what he said patiently, and then responded respectfully.

Even though his son had just died in Hawaii, there was no trace of sadness in his eyes at this moment. He just seemed to be thinking about something.

"General Lawrence, don't worry, we will make those backward barbarians pay back sooner or later!" The old man in the wheelchair assured his colleague who had an absurdly good attitude.

He knew that all words were powerless in the face of action, but now they were being suppressed by the Japanese and had no ability to act!

"Mr. President, you don't have to promise me anything. I believe that as long as our country becomes strong, everything will be fine!" Hearing the old man in the wheelchair say this, General Lawrence came back to his senses and agreed without changing his expression.

"I'm glad you understand. The government is planning to give you a long vacation. How about you take a three-week break to deal with your son's funeral and change your mood?"

Although the old man in the wheelchair thinks there should be no problem with General Lawrence's work status, the secret department that General Lawrence is in charge of is different from the CIA and the FBI. It is a very important department and according to convention he should be forced to take leave.

"Mr. President, there is no rush for vacation. I didn't come to see you today because of my son..."

General Lawrence told the old man in the wheelchair about some recent problems their department had discovered, especially the risks regarding the atomic bomb.

"Are you saying that someone tried to infiltrate the industry built by DuPont for atomic bomb testing? Was it the Japanese?" The old man in the wheelchair didn't care about the forced leave at this time, and asked in shock.

"According to my investigation, these people have nothing to do with the Japanese. The masterminds behind the infiltrators are two arms dealers..." General Lawrence immediately named two arms manufacturers with considerable backgrounds in the United States.

"What are these people going to do? They were invited when the Manhattan Project was first launched, but they chose not to participate!" The expression of the old man in the wheelchair became serious.

"Mr. President, these two arms dealers have one thing in common. Like me, they all have relatives who died in Hawaii."

"Also, the day before yesterday, these two companies contacted people from DuPont after learning that Hawaii had been bombed, but they ended up parting ways unhappily!"

Although General Lawrence didn't explain much, the old man in the wheelchair basically understood what was going on.

“Now that you feel the pain, you start to want to participate in the construction of new uranium and plutonium plants? What were you doing before!” The old man in the wheelchair snorted coldly and fell into deep thought.

The two arms dealers were not small in background, and there were many interests involved. However, the problems related to atomic bomb testing and research and development were not trivial, and how to deal with them was a very troublesome problem.

"Mr. President, the actions of these two companies have clearly crossed the red line of the United States..."

"These two companies are among those who drew the red line for the United States. If we don't deal with them, the people at DuPont will probably be unhappy. But if we really deal with them, there will be new troubles."

"No matter what choice I make, it will be wrong. It's not easy to be president! Let me think about it again." The old man in the wheelchair rubbed his temple and leaned back in his chair.

"Okay, Mr. President, I'll take my leave now. I will hand over my work to General Haytham as soon as possible!" General Lawrence said and prepared to leave.

He knew clearly what the mandatory three-week vacation meant. It meant that he would be disconnected from his current job and would have to resign, and would have to live under the surveillance of others for the rest of his life.

"Don't worry about the handover of work. You should know that General Haytham has a close relationship with those two families." The old man in the wheelchair called out to General Lawrence.

"Mr. President, General Haytham is trustworthy, especially on issues like this. I believe he can be impartial!"

General Lawrence didn't really want to leave his post, and what he said just now was just a trick of retreating to advance. Now, he needs to play his part.

"This is a matter of principle. Although General Haytham is one of our insiders, you still have to keep an eye on him in the near future!"

The old man in the wheelchair felt that compared with the possible problems of General Haytham, Lawrence's problems were not worth mentioning. He gave up the idea of ​​changing the commander and decided to keep General Lawrence for a while.

What the old man in the wheelchair didn't expect was that this General Lawrence, who looked inconspicuous now, would drag the entire United States into hell in the near future.

"Mr. President, I am ready to follow your arrangements at any time. If you find a suitable candidate later, I will handle the handover as soon as possible."

General Lawrence did not seem to have any emotional changes due to staying in office, and he still looked as worried as before.

"I know you have a lot of things to do, so I won't waste your time. Remember, keep a close eye on the people from those two families recently..." The old man in the wheelchair reminded her again with some concern.

A moment later, General Lawrence left the President's office, and the moment he turned around, a faint red light flashed in his eyes.

.............

On the other side, inside the headquarters of Kanoya Base in Kagoshima.

"Zhen Ping, the Americans have already given in. The research and development will be handed over to you. If you need any money or supplies, just tell your family."

Matsudaira Tsuneo had already gone back after finishing his work. At this time, only Shimazu Chinobu and Zhou Ke were left in the commander's office.

"Dad, don't worry about the research and development. If there is really anything missing later, I will tell you the first time." Zhou Ke felt safe as he examined the two new nuclear bombs in the space.

At this speed of producing atomic bombs, if a nuclear war really broke out with the United States before intercontinental missiles were developed, he would have been at a disadvantage.

Especially now the size of the atomic bomb in our hands is very convenient to drop, and is far less difficult to use than the original one in the United States.

"Zhenping, I feel relieved when you say that. By the way, have you heard about Crown Prince Akihito ascending the throne in Manchuria?"