Trouble comes from the mouth
After hearing this sentence, the crowd only thoughtfully nodded, because everyone knows that Brown and Brooks do not get along, every time they meet, as long as they come together, it is simply dry wood meets fire, crackling and snapping no matter so much, the first dry on a say!
Later, the two old, the body is not as strong as when young, began to pay attention to health. But every meeting, no matter who is wrong or right, the other side have to open a few sarcastic remarks, as if this can relieve their hearts depressed.
After that, both sides do not attend the meeting, and the chances of them running into each other are very rare.
However, secretly, as long as the overlapping areas, the two are still competing!
The four-star admiral who had spoken at the beginning was frowning tightly, as if he could not do anything about that 'Brown' admiral.
The rhythm of the pale fingertips tapping on the solid wood desktop was not very strong, and those without patience could not even sit down.
After a long time, the Admiral made "eye contact" with a few people, "this kind of esoteric method was learned on the battlefield, but it seems to be quite practical in the conference room.
"Then," the admiral spoke, and the generals below all looked serious, staring straight ahead, none of them opening their mouths.
The rattle of fingertips tapping on the tabletop came to a halt, "I'll leave it to Brown then, we'll just send some researchers there each."
Eyes like eagles, looking around at everyone present.
In the middle of the day, the Admiral rose, "Seeing as no one has any objections, this is settled!"
Saying that, the Admiral tightened his collar and walked away from one side of the aisle.
There was still not a single movement on the conference table.
The admiral stopped walking and put his hands on each of the two chairs, "You don't need me to teach you how to write the report, do you? If the Congress side wants to cut down on next year's military spending, don't come to me to complain when the time comes!"
After saying that, with a tiger's foot, he stepped out of the conference room.
After he left, the same few people stood up, smiled and nodded at the generals in the conference room, put on their hats and followed.
The door was closed tightly, a few people in the meeting room inwardly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the matter is not their back, love to leave it to whoever!
One of them carefully probed: "This time, the fault for the attack on the military base by unknown weapons should not be on us."
Some of the generals who just wanted to get up, after hearing this, sat down again.
A pair of eyes looked at him as if signaling him to continue.
The man hardened his head, regretting that he was quick with his mouth and was treated as a standout! It was neither right to say it now, nor was it right not to say it!
His lips quirked slightly, "The military base that Admiral Brown was in charge of didn't receive a Pentagon warning until it was destroyed."
The man didn't go any further, but everyone knew what it meant.
The United States claimed to monitor the globe, and while they weren't the first to know what bad things were happening where, they were extremely fast at getting information.
The United States outside the deployment of military bases, on the surface of the care is not too tight, but as long as the kind of secret hidden up can be said that every place have military satellite supervision and photography.
This time by the unknown weapons attack, completely can throw the black pot to the Pentagon satellite center control room side.
Mattis minister, naturally, will not take the blame himself, his subordinate satellite department in charge will certainly fall on the blood luck!
"You mean for us to join forces to accuse the satellite center control room?" The man who said this frowned, "You guys should know that this matter can't be laid out in the open, and that department is responsible for national security, in the open with us military bases can't hit a piece."
The man with the moustache glanced around, "Even if the matter is done, then who is going to submit this report?"
As soon as this sentence was said, a needle fell in the conference room, the big brothers were not there.
The direct subordinates of the other few big brothers didn't care at all in their hearts.
Only those generals whose backers were not solid, who were not that important, and who might be discarded by the big brothers as pawns at any time, were left trembling in their hearts.
The guy who wanted to let 'Mattis' subordinate satellite department take the blame, at this time is even more nervous, the back has long been drenched in sweat, even the forehead emanation, there are traces of being wet.
"How about whoever brought it up, let whoever submits the report?"
Bit of a major general, after getting a sign from his faction boss, this general fiddled with his white gloves while uttering these words if he had a point.
And that "head out," heart is "thump", secretly screamed to be over!
The crowd brushed their heads and turned towards him, the "head out" general's face was white, his forehead hair was already wet, he looked towards his immediate superior with begging eyes, but the other party didn't look towards him at all!
Instead, he was holding a cup of tea in one hand, his brows furrowed, seemingly thinking about something else.
Instead, the man's heart calmed down, the corners of his mouth spread a bitter smile, he opened his mouth to speak before, he knew that it was going to be the end did not expect that this matter was still eventually staked out by him!
Bitter smile opened, voice hoarse, but the presence of the generals but not a few sympathy, most people instead some gloating!
"I know, I will organize the documents as soon as possible and submit them directly to Secretary Mattis."
After saying these words, it was as if all the strength in the man's body had been drained out of him, and he slumped in his chair, his eyes lifeless.
After confirming the information, the other generals, one by one, nodded at the man and then picked up their hats and headed outside, they still had to report the specifics to their faction superiors.
The lieutenant general who had ignored the man at first stood up and clapped a hand on his shoulder as he walked over to him.
"Don't worry, Secretary Mattis won't do anything to you, I'll be waiting for you to come back and resume your duties."
The palm of his hand touched the door handle of the conference room and the Lieutenant General turned back to look at the man, who was deflated in his chair.
"Secretary Mattis used to work under Admiral Brooks."
With that, he pulled the door handle and walked out.
The conference room was silent, except for a lot of tea at the table waiting to be handled by the professionals, and only the man who was the "head of the table" was sitting in his chair.
The hat was thrown aside, the man's elbows on the desktop, the palm of his hand into the soaked hair.
Tugged hard.
"Admiral Brooks, heh."
Even knowing this piece of news, how hard would it be to get Admiral Brooks' patronage? There were quite a few generals in the conference room before who wanted to defect to Brooks, but which of them were successful?
Secretary Mattis would do nothing to him, that was a fact. Even through paperwork reports he could be promoted again and sent elsewhere.
But it was true that he was promoted and even his future was dark.
"Drip~drip~"
The man turned off the vibration of his cell phone, the screen was slightly bright, and it read "Embraer." Cell phone users please browse to read, a better reading experience.