The boss of a foreign organization called the police, claiming that he was defrauded by me

Even if Yang Xia listened to the advice, he might only take a short break of ten minutes and then still stick to his job.

With less than four hours of sleep a day, the work intensity is too high. Even a body of iron would find it difficult to withstand such consumption.

What is more worrying is that Yang Xia does not look very strong and even looks a little thin.

Compared with the members of Task Force 141, such as McTavish, his waist circumference is almost twice that of Yang Xia. Such a comparison makes it impossible not to pay attention to Yang Xia's physical condition.

At this moment, an idea came to Price's mind.

He motioned for everyone to leave without mentioning the matter directly.

Everyone was confused and didn't understand why Price suddenly became so mysterious.

But out of trust in Price, they turned and left without hesitation and without asking any further questions.

After all, Price had always been the one with the best ideas among them, and they were confident that he could handle it properly.

Half an hour later, it was completely dark.

Although it was only six o'clock in the evening, it was already pitch black outside the window, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

"Gurgle-gurgle--" Yang Xia's stomach suddenly made a sound.

His body was reminding him that it was time to eat more.

However, he just picked up an energy bar that everyone often eats as a snack.

After a few bites, it was considered dinner.

If the members of Task Force 141 and the Black Rose Women's Special Operations Team were still here, they would definitely nag a little.

After all, man is like iron and rice is like steel, and he will be hungry if he doesn't eat for a meal.

Energy bars are only foods that temporarily replenish energy and cannot replace regular meals.

If you eat like this for a long time, your stomach and intestines will inevitably suffer irreversible damage. Gastric acid will erode the stomach wall mucosa and gradually affect the body's resistance.

Yang Xia was not unaware of this, as he had even taken a nutrition course in college.

It was an elective course at Jiangbei University that did not take up too much time and required only a paper to be submitted at the end of the course.

However, in order to save time, Yang Xia chose the simplest way.

He thought that this was only a temporary hardship and that he would not have to live and eat like this for a long time, so he chose to ignore it.

As night fell, the only sound left besides the incessant hum of the machines was the tapping of keyboards.

"despair!"

"Tattoo!"

"Tattoo!"

Suddenly, a cell phone rang in the operating room.

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling"

Yang Xia was stunned for a moment, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

At this time, Task Force 141 and the Black Rose Women's Special Operations Team had just left and should not contact him.

After eliminating them, the most likely person is...

Countless possibilities flashed through Yang Xia's mind, and he finally locked on one person.

He looked down at the notes and confirmed his guess.

"Why are you calling me so late at night and not sleeping?"

"Be good, go back to sleep."

Yang Xia was full of helplessness. He probably guessed who had secretly complained to Xia Qing.

In one sense, Price's strategy was flawless.

The only person who can make Yang Xia so helpless and at a loss is Xia Qing.

"How dare you scold me? It's already so late and you're still not asleep!"

"Did you not eat again and only ate a few energy bars?"

"I really can't help you. No matter how important your work is, you can't skip meals!"

Xia Qing's angry voice came from the phone, still full of energy.

Her voice was clear with a hint of sleepiness, but full of concern and worry for Yang Xia.

As soon as the call was connected, before Yang Xia had time to say anything, he was "bombarded" by Xia Qing for several minutes.

His mind cleared up instantly.

"Girl, why are you still preaching?"

"It's because of the special nature of my job. I have no choice but to do this."

"It must be Price who mentioned this to you!"

"Don't worry about me. I know what's going on."

Yang Xia finally found an opportunity to say a few words amid Xia Qing's "bombardment".

"What? No, no one told me these things."

"I just suddenly remembered...I want to chat with you, okay?"

"What's wrong? Can't I contact you yet?"

There was a hint of guilt in Xia Qing's voice, and he was completely confessing something.

"Pfft!"

"Hahahaha, you become like this when you're nervous. You haven't changed!"

A smile appeared on Yang Xia's lips.

……

After chatting with Xia Qing for a while, Yang Xia's fatigue was greatly relieved.

Then he went back to work.

It's not that he doesn't want to rest, but the situation forces him to do so. Only when the electromagnetic pulse missile is successfully developed as soon as possible can Yang Xia breathe a sigh of relief.

On the other side, in the first office of the Parliament Building, after the joint meeting, Baip received a more detailed list of losses.

The report is dozens of pages long and details every loss.

Baipu flipped through the pages one by one, not missing a single piece of data.

As he read deeper, his mood became increasingly heavy and his expression became extremely ugly.

He has been under tremendous pressure these two days.

He is like a volcano that may erupt at any time. He will get angry and furious over the slightest thing.

Although the news was barely suppressed, some people still managed to get some information.

After all, with such a big commotion, going out in a grand manner and coming back secretly, it would be hard to ignore it.

In the past few days, many people have been trying their best to find out information and try to poach people.

Minister Ryan and Tim stood in front of Baip, trembling.

They dared not make a sound for fear of angering Baipu.

Especially Ryan, he needs to be held accountable for this action.

He was restless all day, like a prisoner waiting for judgment, with his heart hanging high. He was in great panic and tension, and could not relax at all.

Baip read the report over and over again, as if the data would look better if he looked at it more times.

However, this is completely impossible. The more you look at it, the more serious the losses you will find.

"Pah!" He threw dozens of pages of reports in front of Ryan and asked unhappily, "What do you think?"

"Do you have anything else to say about these losses?"

"What should we do with such a huge loss?" "How do you think it should be handled better?"

Baipu asked several questions in succession, his tone becoming more urgent and his voice becoming louder each time.

He didn't really hope Ryan could come up with a solution, he was just venting his emotions.

The United States lost nearly tens of billions of dollars this time, and this is just the loss of fighter jets, warships, etc.

In addition, the cost of training so many elite soldiers is also a huge amount of money.

In particular, the top leader Ai Duwang also died in this operation.

If the news gets out, it will definitely cause a sensation and the news media will definitely publicize it.

Too many people and forces are eyeing Baipu. They are like jackals, tigers and leopards. If they get the chance, they will bite him a few times in an attempt to pull him down.

Ryan was trembling slightly, his face was pale, and he had no idea what to do.

He had no choice but to pick up the report materials that Baipu threw to him and read them carefully.

The more he read, the colder his heart felt, as if it were filled with cement.

He also didn't expect that the loss would be so huge!
He was originally just forcibly pulled out to fill in the position and had no way of getting detailed, core information.

Ten minutes later, Ryan finished reading the report, even though he read it slowly and carefully.

His lips opened and closed, barely making a mosquito-like sound: "I'm sorry, I don't know."

"Everything happened so suddenly that I couldn't react at all."

"I don't know anything, and I'm sorry about that."

"I am willing to take responsibility for this incident and will not evade it no matter what."

When he said the last sentence, Ryan's voice was a little louder and he seemed a little excited.

He has made up his mind, even if he is sentenced and dragged out to take the blame... there is nothing he can do about it.

He was just an ordinary soldier with no power or influence.

He had no right or opportunity to defend himself, so he simply admitted it.

However, this did not calm Baip's anger.

As soon as Ryan finished speaking, Baipu's face was on the verge of exploding, and he might do uncontrollable behavior at any time in the next second.

He stood up suddenly and rushed to the desk.

His face, which was already somewhat dark, now turned red and black due to his burning anger, with a little bluish-white in the middle.

His forehead and neck were covered with densely crisscrossed blue veins, making people worry that he would collapse in the next second due to ruptured blood vessels or cerebral hemorrhage.

Minister Tim understood this very well. He was afraid that Baip might suddenly lose control and do something to hurt himself or others, so he hurriedly tried to persuade him.

"This matter is not entirely his fault. After all, he is just an insignificant soldier. In the end, what can these remaining people do..."

"It is useless to blame them. Instead of dwelling on it, it is better to focus on thinking about coping strategies and solving the current difficulties."

"It just so happens that it is the end of the year and the Ministry of Finance is short of funds and cannot spare any extra funds."

"What's even more difficult is that many departments' budget applications have not yet been approved, and they are all eagerly waiting for the end-of-year settlement to get the money..."

Minister Tim's voice revealed deep helplessness and melancholy. His tone was weak, and as he continued to speak, his inner sense of powerlessness and despair became stronger.

As the Minister of Information, he has access to a vast amount of information, but this is also the most troublesome part for him because he needs to handle all kinds of information personally.

There were many difficult to resolve, urgent and major crisis events, which often made Tim unable to sleep at night, with one heavy burden on his mind after another.

President Baip was fully aware of the truth of Minister Tim's words and was unable to react for a moment.

He could get mad at Ryan for no reason, but he couldn't do the same with Tim.

The two have been working partners for many years, know each other inside and out, and all their secrets are kept to themselves.

Once they turn against each other, the United States will have no peace for the next few years.

Facing Minister Tim, President Baip's tone was noticeably softer.

"I understand this, but what can I do now?"

"He doesn't know, you don't know, I don't know, no one knows. Can a simple "I don't know" solve all the problems?"

"No one can bear this loss!"

Baip staggered a few steps, fell into a chair, lowered his head and sighed repeatedly.

"well--!!!"

“What should I do——!!!”

"Fake——!!!"

boom--! ! !
In a fit of emotion, he slammed his fist on the table, making a deafening sound that echoed in the office and was even heard clearly by the bodyguards standing guard outside the door.

The bodyguards looked pale. They had been bullied a lot in the past few days, and no matter what they did, it was wrong.

Baip seemed to be in menopause. He got angry at people and roared at every opportunity, completely losing the dignity and restraint of a president of a country.

"Lord Baipu, you should calm down. The situation is not that bad yet. As long as you think about it seriously, there will always be a solution..."

"If it really doesn't work, we might as well convene another joint meeting. We are not the only ones who have suffered losses this time. I'm sure the situation in other countries is more serious than ours."

"They may have a better solution. At least they won't just sit there and wait for death. Whatever the solution is, as long as it works..."

Tim suggested after a moment's hesitation.

Although this is not a fundamental way to solve the problem, it can at least temporarily throw the problem to others.

At the moment, this can barely be considered a solution, but perhaps it can yield some results.

Baip's fingers drummed on the table for several minutes before he stopped.

He frowned and didn't speak for a while, obviously thinking about the feasibility of this method.

To be honest, Baipu had thought about this possibility, but the problem was that Smith Country and Neon Country might make demands.

Last time, President Smith wanted the United States to be responsible for them, intentionally or unintentionally, and kept pestering them.

Bai Pu pretended not to hear and ignored him, but he felt somewhat unhappy.

It's like a fly buzzing around you. Although it won't cause any actual harm, it's annoying. The most important thing is that you can't get rid of it.

"Forget it, that's it for now."

"Your method is not unfeasible. Let's just do it this way for now. This is the only way we can do it for now."

"You guys should step back first."

Baipu waved them out and sat alone in a chair in a daze.

However, Minister Tim was still a little hesitant and spoke after considering for a moment.

"Regarding the various departments requesting money, those approvals..."

Bai Pu said casually: "Just delay it for as long as possible."

"This is a special period, there is nothing we can do about it, let's just handle it calmly for now."

"Let's wait until we raise the funds. At least we can't distribute the funds now..."

"I see. I'll adapt to the situation and handle it the old way."

Tim instantly understood what President Baip meant, and the two of them tacitly decided the results of those approvals.

According to the old method, neither agree nor reject, just drag it on.

The answer is that it is under review. As for when it will be completed, that is when there is sufficient funding.

This is not the first or second time this has happened, so Minister Tim is very clear about it.

The reason he asked this was just a formality and he needed President Baip's order.

Ryan stood there in a daze, he couldn't believe what he just heard. (End of this chapter)