Selling pineapples live, but you are eyeing my farm tools?

Chapter 286
Familiar voice, familiar instructions.

Let Max subconsciously follow the instructions to stand at attention and rest.

But after only two seconds, his brain turned around, this person shouldn't be here!

Well, head to their base for steak tonight!

Just as he turned his head to pretend to be angry, Max saw the familiar person at a glance.

"Mr. Haywood?"

"Why are you here?"

At this time, Captain America discovered a serious problem among the group of people who came here.

Besides Heywood, there are also some people who can be known to be not astronauts at a glance!

Even, there are black people!
So, why are these people here?
With puzzled eyes on Heywood, Max was ready to lie down.

Sensing the gaze of this non-direct subordinate, Heywood also understood the words in his eyes.

With a light tap on his head, he said softly: "Blue Star has reached an alliance and formed a deep space exploration committee!"

"This time, I just stopped by to see you and tell you the news personally!"

The earth-shattering news stunned Max.

It also stunned the American astronauts present.

We only went to the moon for a few days on a business trip, and the world has changed?
Is it because we got mad and crossed to other world lines?
They wanted to ask, but looking at Heywood in front of them, they finally swallowed their words.

On the barren moon, everyone fell silent together.

After a while, Max raised his head and fixed his eyes on Heywood, "Sir, please tell me, have we failed in this moon exploration?"

"It's not!" Heywood shook his head, then raised his finger in the direction of Blue Star. "It's just resource integration and utilization!"

"Compared to our way of wasting resources, Professor Mo Yu's way is more convenient and faster!"

"Blue Star resources sound like a lot, but they are very limited!"

"So, for the freedom of human beings, for human beings to break out of the blue star! It is also for the light of America to shine on the universe!"

"We choose to put aside our previous suspicions and work together!"

"This cannot be said to be an unfinished business, but a strategic adjustment!"

"It's not a failure! Soldiers, do you know? When you reach the moon, work according to the established work plan!"

"Our mission has been accomplished!"

"Successful?" Max muttered to himself, and then his voice became louder and his expression became very excited.

"Since it's successful, let's have a celebration banquet tonight! I want to drink wine! White wine!"

"Every day here, people are going crazy!"

"By the way, when are you going back to Blue Star, I'm going back for vacation!"

Listening to the simultaneous translation from the earphones, everyone present looked at Heywood in unison.

Especially Zhang Beihai, with even more disgust in his eyes.

Just now, you dared to say that the glory of America should shine on the universe?

The needle-like eyes made Heywood subconsciously cast his gaze on this colleague.

In the split second, Heywood understood the meaning in his eyes: "Little brother, can you do it?"

Heywood didn't say much, just patted Max on the shoulder, and then began to look at the surrounding scenery.

After a while, he got through to the Grand Commander's communication.

When the projection appeared, the camera naturally turned to a newly stepped footprint on the ground.

"Sir, I'm on the moon!"

America.

Looking at the picture in the camera, the commander seemed extremely excited.

"Oh! My soldier! I'm so proud of you!"

"Where's our lunar advance team? How are they? Are they eating and drinking well?"

"How's your mental state?"

"Our soldiers are America's wealth!"

After a few seconds, Heywood's voice sounded again.

"Sir, everything is fine! Our Captain Max wants to drink white wine tonight!"

"I'll take them there for a good vacation! Don't worry about that!"

"That's good! That's good!"

The commander-in-chief asked some personnel about their lives with concern, and then hung up the communication.

Then, the camera next to him moved away.

A few minutes later, the secretary came over and handed out the tablet in his hand.

"Sir! Your selfless concern for astronauts has temporarily increased your online reputation!"

"Cooperating with the policies you have released during this period, the support rate has soared!"

"Many people call you the Fire of America's Revival!"

According to the secretary's words, the commander kept sliding his fingers on the tablet.

In the past, he didn't like to look at approval ratings very much.

Because, every time I open it, there are a lot of bad reviews.

That is to say, after many years in politics, I have already cultivated that heart of mortals, otherwise the glass heart would have been shattered to the ground.

But all this changed after the release of industrial plans related to deep space development.

This series of plans requires a lot of material resources, and these material resources require manpower to convert.

And manpower is a job opportunity!

This time it is a real action, not the thunder and rain of sending out a few documents in the past.

The people saw it all, and they saw new hope!
It also made the commander see hope. As long as he continues to follow the established plan in a safe and sound way, the approval rate will definitely rise!

People are happy when they are happy.

Putting down the tablet happily, the commander raised his hands to straighten his collar, and asked the secretary kindly:

"The space elevator land uses this area, what other requirements does Ponga have?"

"Ponga..." The secretary swiped her finger on the tablet and handed the latest information to the commander.

"Originally everything went smoothly, but when signing the land use agreement, something went wrong."

"The main body of the signing is the Deep Space Development Committee, and the signatory is us. The Ponga people don't believe in our character!"

"Why?" The Grand Commander exclaimed, and then he saw the secretary's unclear gaze.

Smiling awkwardly, he lowered his head and continued to read the terms and conditions on the tablet.

Ten minutes later, the terms and conditions were roughly read.

Putting the tablet next to him, the Grand Commander crossed his fingers and leaned back on the chair.

"Then who do they think should be the signatory?"

With a sigh, a name came out of the secretary's mouth.

"Professor Mo Yu."

"They said that the only signatory they believed was Professor Mo Yu!"

"He is the initiator and pioneer of all this!"

"This person should sign this agreement, and then engrave this agreement on the base of the space elevator, so that mankind will remember this moment forever!"

boom!
With the tablet being smashed to the ground, the Grand Commander jumped up angrily, "Stealing the limelight, right?"

(End of this chapter)