Episode 141. Frank McDonald
[Recently, the technology that produced and spread a hologram idol called ‘Riga’ is impossible to realize with modern science as we know it.
At least three more ReScience eras will come before it can be implemented similarly.
It is possible to create a hologram idol without the help of the Awakened, but it is only possible in theory to forcibly project it through the security and radio networks of all countries like Riga.
If such technology falls into the hands of a villain, it will be an instant for human civilization to return to the Stone Age.]
[Today Science, three-time winner of the Nobel Prize in Complete Informatics. In an interview with Gilbert Schkenstein]
With regard to Riga, a hologram idol that has spread to the world in a short period of time, scholars who have mastered military and political sciences unitedly said:
“One-sided invasion of the world through superscience.”
* * *
United States, National Security Agency.
A middle-aged man in a suit opens the door to the situation room with quick steps.
A large number of soldiers were working in the large space, and the captain who first saw the middle-aged man salutes with a haggard face.
“Loyalty!”
“Loyalty, how are you?”
“Still unable to find material. Details will be sent by e-mail.”
The director, who was checking the mail that arrived through the military intranet with a holoboard, wrinkled his forehead and pointed to one of the reports.
“Why did the deputy director go to the vault?”
“It is said that the Vault company has contacted us about a suspected satellite. You said you’d be back by 14:00 today, so you’re probably on your way. Ah, over there.”
A man leaping through a transparent window without a body. He looked young and unsuitable for the high position of deputy director of the National Security Agency of the Ministry of National Defense.
There was not even an abbreviated badge of rank worn by the head of state on the sleeve of a suit.
“Oh my gosh, have you already come?”
Speech that doesn’t match your looks.
The director consciously checked the watch on his wrist and looked at the deputy director with an expressionless expression.
“Deputy Director, your duty is not to contact the loaches, but to assist with my work. Why did you act like you did?”
Loach is a slang term for a bolt within the Department of Defense.
If you want to lose money on a subject that is half-doing your feet in the country, it’s a nickname given to you by going out like a loach.
“That Frank McDonald. I will prove it with the results.”
McDonald’s smiles relentlessly despite the cold inquiry from the director, and pulls out a piece of paper from his bosom.
After staring at him for a long time, the director grabbed the paper and checked it, and he couldn’t help but be surprised.
[About the unknown satellite, Flashing.]
In the handwritten report written in bad handwriting, information about the ion cannon ejection performed by an unidentifiable satellite called Flashing, external deformation using a nearby artificial satellite, and information on sightings of an anomaly disappearing without warning were organized by time period.
“Chief, we are on track. We need to track you down right now.”
“Evidence?”
Frank McDonald took an old analog video device from his back pocket and played it as if he knew it.
It contained footage of the past that former Director Bolt had collected to avenge Richett.
“How is it.”
“Captain, let’s set the coordinates of our scavengers.”
“Yes, write!”
Four scavengers appear on the largest holoboard in front of the command room.
Among them, the director pointed out the nearest scavenger to Richett’s location, and he was connected.
“Oh, it’s over soon!”
The soldiers shrug their shoulders at the man’s annoyed voice and look at the commander’s attention.
But the director waved his hand once as if not to care, and opened his mouth.
“From your point of view, what do you see at B19?”
“uh? … He was just answering his wife’s phone call.”
“Okay, so answer the question.”
“Yeah, it’s just common iron plate pieces, isn’t it?”
Then Frank Macdonald clenched his fist and waved to the coat of arms, pointing to a corner of the screen.
There, an artificial satellite disguised in black and gray was hidden among the fragments of the iron plate.
“You may be eavesdropping on this communication. Stop it so you don’t have any doubts.”
Frank’s suggestion, whispered in his ear, was displeased by the Commissioner, but he followed it because it was reasonable.
“It was an attitude test. Please refrain from talking on the phone during work.”
“Yes, old! sorry!”
After disconnecting from the cleaners, the director made a quick decision.
“Tell the Ministry of Foreign Affairs that the satellite suspected of being Riga’s parent has been found, and ask them to prepare for negotiations.”
“no!”
Frank refuses like a seizure.
“The reason is?”
“Negotiation, he alone threatened the security of our United States. The world will laugh at you for such a moderate way of negotiating!”
“There is no evidence that that moon is the mother of Riga. Even if it was true, an entity with sufficient technical skills could expose its body to external threats as it is. Therefore, it is most likely a dummy.”
“Chief!”
Frank Macdonald rips off the coat of arms and appeals.
“I am rude. I’m going to do nothing today, so let’s go in and rest.”
“ね! You will regret your decision now!”
* * *
Frank McDonald burst into laughter as he steered the car on the way home.
“…ね, hahahaha!”
The wrinkles are revealed when he scratches the unfamiliar face he sees through the rearview mirror.
“Flashing, this time I’m not going to break you.”
Frank McDonald’s identity was the former head of the Bolt Company.
Not long ago, he was found having an affair and his family broke up, and he was expelled after his incompetence was revealed due to whistleblowers from his subordinate and current Vault.
And he was blaming Richett for all of this.
“The watchman. Are you here again?”
While parking in the garage, a watcher from the building opposite.
Frustrated, Frank McDonald went into the living room, drew the curtains, turned on the TV, and raised the volume.
“I can do this.”
I rolled up a pillow and a blanket and laid it on the sofa, disguised as a human, and then carefully came out of the bedroom window and rode the bike I had prepared for my appointment.
Soon after arriving in a slum near Virginia Beach, he was handed a large briefcase by a black man standing in a dark alley.
“I don’t know what you are going to use this locked treasure chest for, but promise me one thing.”
A large black man grabs Frank’s shoulders and pushes him against the wall.
“Never drop it on the ground. If you want to live.”
A black man staring at him with white eyes and disappearing into the alley.
“Hey!”
Frank was very displeased, but he did not want to cause trouble before the event, so he endured the humiliation by spitting.
As soon as I got home and hid my shoes, the doorbell rang.
Ding Dong!
“Go, go!”
I quickly changed clothes, hid my bag under the sofa, and opened the front door, and the watchman in the building in front of me was smiling.
“… what happened.”
gulp.
“hahaha, I want to share some tomato shakes.”
“Ah yes. thank you.”
Receiving it with a sullen face, the man looked around the house once.
“Are you living alone?”
“Is that so?”
“If you have trouble cleaning, please let me know. We will help you.”
When Frank, disgusted with his behavior, vomits, the man next door pats him on the back to support him.
“Are you okay?”
“away!”
“Can I call an ambulance?”
Frank, who didn’t want to see the watcher, was furious.
“Get out of my house!”
“Sorry, I’m sorry.”
The surprised man closed the door and went back to his house.
Frustrated by his behavior of looking back several times, Frank held his breath and calmed down only after the doctor gave him a pill to swallow whenever he was agitated.
“Whoa, yes. The family will be back soon, so it’s not good for even the watchdog to shout. A good father should be a husband. is not it? Frank?”
He looked in the mirror and muttered to himself, then headed to the sofa where he had just hidden his bag.
tickle, tickle.
Opening the bag reveals a covered red button, keyboard, and 20th-century-style monitor.
Without hesitation, Frank tapped the keyboard to correct the entered coordinates and opened the cover.
widely.
A message appears when the red button is pressed.
[Please enter the command.]
Read at noblemtl.com
Just as I was about to say the code, I heard another knock on the door.
Boom, boom!
“Deputy Director Frank McDonald, I am.”
Frank recited the code without pretending to listen to the captain’s voice, who was always attached to the director and farting.
“For 51 Stars.”
[Please verify that you are the commander.]
bang!
“Open this! Why did you take the chief’s insignia? If you don’t answer, I’ll pick it up and go in!”
Frank, no matter what the captain said, slipped the chip in the short insignia, which he had swapped out when he grabbed the chief’s sleeve, into the groove on the top of the monitor.
Queek, Queek.
The old stairs creaked, unable to support the weight of several people.
“Where are you? I know you’re at home. Dear Director—What are you doing now?”
[OK, do you really want to run it?]
“okay! right now!”
“Frank McDonald! stop!”
[Think again. Your decisions can pose a global threat. Think of family and friends.]
“I am doing this to get my family back. Don’t talk and do it!”
[3, 2… ]
“stop!”
The captain pushes Frank and rushes into the nuclear bag.
“It’s already late! Whoa!”
[…] 1. Fire.]
* * *
“President. A nuke was launched.”
“again.”
“Nuclear.”
The President of the United States, who was at work, puts down his pen and looks up at the reporter who is contemplating.
“where?”
“Our nuclear weapons were launched from Russia.”
“What do you mean?”
“The nukes were looted by Russia during World War II.”
President taking a long breath.
“What is the defense ministry’s response?”
“If you fall on your own country, you can intercept and clean up at the same time, so you don’t have to worry about damage.”
“Does it mean that other countries don’t matter?”
“The survival and interests of our own people come first.”
“… some agree So, where do you fall?”
“Africa, Seychelles. And the nuclear warhead mounted on the launched missile was monstrously remodeled by mobilizing Awakeners at the time of development, so the entire country is within the range of the first explosion.”
Seychelles is like an oasis in Africa where culture and science have just begun to revive.
“Intercept.”
“It is difficult. Interception itself isn’t a problem to be precise, but current technology doesn’t have the ability to clean up 8,000 miles away in time. If we do it wrong, the blame will be on us.”
“Damn Russia! The nukes should have been dealt with earlier.”
“It is presumed that the existence and information of the missile base was lost in the process of being destroyed and rebuilt in the war with Ukraine.”
“How much time do you have left?”
“It’s 43 minutes and 15 seconds.”
“Ha, immediately ask all the heroes registered on the emergency line for help and prepare for the broadcast.”
“The president can’t afford it. Everyone will understand if you say it was done by Russian insiders.”
“Look, I don’t want to be recorded as a president who neglected nuclear missiles.”
The prepared president trimmed his clothes, took a moment to admire what might be the last office, and then stood in front of the prepared camera.
“Dear citizens. We are very sorry to hear the news. Now nuclear is headed for the African continent.”
* * *
Trulu.
is a communion
“hello. yes yes? No, the principal said it. … Yes. All right.”
A nuke has been fired in Russia. Call Quinn.
When I make a phone call and turn on the radio placed by the bedside, I get very upset.
– I see. show me Is the apocalypse of the prophets really coming?
– It’s all bullshit. As long as you get away with the first impact somehow, you can fix the rest.
– Breaking news. It is said that the nucleus was launched at an unusual elevation like a satellite rocket, but lost momentum on the way and is falling into the Seychelles!
-The hologram idol ‘Riga’ is broadcasting the crashing nuclear missile in real time!
Shalalala~
The ringing tone is just like you.
-hello?
“where are you.”
-sky.
“Where is the sky?”
-Africa?
“Hey, why are you going there!”