40: Chapter 40 Insidious Tactics! The U.S. Intelligence Agency and the Doves' Secret Revenge Plot!

To initiate the Nantianmen Project, it requires the cooperation of many core departments and leading high-tech enterprises in China.

To be able to launch such a massive project with only one week of preparation is something only a nation like China, which can "concentrate its resources to accomplish great tasks," could achieve.

The next day, Lin Mo officially announced at the General Armament Department research base that the project was a complete success.

All research personnel would be given a half-month holiday, after which a new research project would be launched!

Everyone cheered.

The feeling of having one's efforts rewarded and getting a long break!

It was absolutely fantastic!

"Chief Designer Lin, your private plane has been arranged," Captain Liu Zhihui said as he arrived at Lin Mo's office to report.

Under the arrangements of the Supreme Military Region, Captain Liu Zhihui and his ten-man special operations team would serve as personal bodyguards, protecting Lin Mo's safety throughout the future.

In addition to the necessary weaponry and equipment, they also brought along three sets of Individual Exoskeleton Armor!

Lin Mo was now the greatest treasure of all China; nothing could be allowed to happen to him!

"Alright, thank you for the trouble, Captain Liu!"

Lin Mo turned to look to his side.

Ren Xueyi had already pushed over a pink suitcase.

He said with a helpless expression,

"Senior Sister Ren Xueyi, it's finally a long holiday, there's no need to come with me,"

"You should just go home and get some good rest for a few days."

Ren Xueyi's eyes sparkled, and she giggled,

"I'm your secretary now, how can I not follow you!"

"What if some inspiration suddenly pops into that clever head of yours, and there's no one around to record it? Wouldn't that be a huge pity!"

Lin Mo was speechless; he didn't believe a single word Ren Xueyi said.

However, thinking about how his mother had urged him several times to find a partner, bringing this beautiful young woman, Ren Xueyi, back with him this time would make it easier to satisfy her, so he simply decided not to say anything more.

On the tarmac of the Supreme Military Region, Lin Mo and his group boarded the private plane to Jiangcheng.

...

Meanwhile, in a reforestation demonstration area in the Great Northwest.

Peng Hao leaned against the yellow sand, standing on the desert filled with thorny branches, with yellow soil on his head, expressionlessly recording data on desert retreat.

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang.

He answered the call, and the poor signal caused a crackling sound.

"Old Peng... *crackle*... how are you doing now?"

Peng Hao spat out the sand in his mouth and said in a low voice, "Only you would care about me, Professor Mi."

"Is there still any hope?"

Peng Hao gave a miserable laugh.

"Heh, hope?"

"An arrangement made personally by the leaders, the supreme leaders! What hope could there be?"

"But I refuse to accept this!"

"If it weren't for me, where would China have gotten so many high-level talents who returned from studying in the US!"

"If it weren't for me, China wouldn't have had a decade-long honeymoon period with the Western Alliance in mechanical technology; how could various infrastructure developments have advanced by leaps and bounds to this extent in just a few short years!"

"For so many years, how much have I, Peng Hao, contributed to China? And yet, the leaders treated me like this!"

"Even that Professor Ai Chongfeng, that loser, could be arranged a professor job at the University of Science and Technology of China!"

"And me? I'm actually sent to the desert in the Great Northwest to plant trees!"

"Old Mi, I really don't accept this!"

The voice on the phone remained silent for a long time. Finally, he let out a long sigh.

"Sigh!"

"You're still better off; you at least managed to land a position as an institute director. Aside from the poor working environment, your job rank and benefits haven't been lowered."

"In this major reshuffle, many department-level leaders at our Shuimu University have suffered suppression a hundred times more brutal than yours."

"Some have even lost their jobs!"

"I, Mi Youren, am one of the few from the Development Faction who have managed to keep their positions!"

In the eyes of The Doves, everything they do is for the rise of China, following a path of striving for development by any means necessary.

Therefore, they have always called themselves the Development Faction.

The name "The Doves" is just an external prejudice against them.

"Old Peng, you left suddenly; do you have any wishes?"

"I will definitely help you with whatever I can."

Hearing this sentence on the phone, Peng Hao fiercely pulled out a saxaul branch and said sternly,

"Professor Ai Chongfeng!"

"It's Professor Ai Chongfeng's revenge on me!"

"Lin Mo is just a small undergraduate; if it weren't for Professor Ai Chongfeng's guidance, how could he have built such cutting-edge military technology!"

"This must be a trap set by Professor Ai Chongfeng for me!"

"If it wasn't for Professor Ai Chongfeng and his hateful student, I wouldn't have ended up in this place!"

Mi Youren's voice carried doubt.

"Who is Lin Mo?"

"Professor Ai Chongfeng's student? What did he do to you?"

Hearing Mi Youren's question, Peng Hao suddenly woke up to reality. He hurriedly replied, "No, nothing at all!"

"Old Mi, just find a way to help me take revenge on Professor Ai Chongfeng; you don't need to worry about anyone else!"

"Don't ask about this Lin Mo!"

After saying this, Peng Hao hurriedly hung up the phone.

He shoved the saxaul wood he was holding back into the sand pit.

Lin Mo's identity was now China's highest-level secret!

If it were revealed through him, he probably wouldn't even know how to write the word "death"!

...

Shuimu University. School of Journalism and Communication. Dean's Office.

Mi Youren listened to the "beep-beep-beep" on his phone, lost in thought.

He searched for information about Lin Mo online.

He discovered that Lin Mo was the top scorer in Jiangcheng a few years ago and the only undergraduate student Professor Ai Chongfeng had mentored in recent years.

There was no other information.

He then asked acquaintances at the University of Science and Technology of China and found that these people seemed to know something, but they all kept their lips sealed.

No matter how he asked, he couldn't get anything out of them!

So he switched his SIM card and dialed an overseas number.

"Dear Mi, what can I help you with?"

"Good evening, Mr. Anderson."

Mi Youren said, "The information your Intelligence Agency provided on Professor Ai Chongfeng is incomplete!"

"He has a student named Lin Mo. Send me all the information on this student."

"Alright!"

Shortly after, the fax machine began to print.

Mi Youren looked at Lin Mo's file. His pupils shrank sharply.

"This Lin Mo, after graduation, actually went straight into the General Armament Department of the Supreme Military Region without going through any formal exams or public disclosure procedures!"

"He is also suspected of having become a high-level manager for a national-level project!"

"Corruption!"

"It must be corruption!"

As an old professor in journalism, Mi Youren was like a shark that had smelled blood. His entire face revealed excitement.

Mi Youren was very cautious. He carefully examined the faxed documents again and found that the family background of this graduate named Lin Mo was indeed very ordinary.

He was not some second-generation elite!

A fierce light suddenly flared in Mi Youren's eyes!

It seemed that Professor Ai Chongfeng had used some connections with The Hawks to directly manipulate the situation behind the scenes and get his precious student, Lin Mo, sent into the Supreme Military Region!

Thinking of this, Mi Youren laughed out loud in excitement.

"Hahaha!"

"Professor Ai Chongfeng, oh Professor Ai Chongfeng, you really are digging your own grave!"

As a professor at Shuimu University, he naturally knew how difficult it was for an undergraduate graduate to enter the Supreme Military Region directly.

It must have cost an unimaginable price!

It's just a pity that I found out!

Expose it! Mobilize all propaganda forces to expose this dirty nepotism!

Mi Youren laughed with an exceptionally cold expression.

"Professor Ai Chongfeng, your precious student will definitely die at my hands this time!"

"And you, too, will be ruined!"