Battlefield Contract Worker

Genius 3 seconds to remember the website address【】

Cheyenne Mountain military base, huge tunnel entrance, heavily guarded. The soldiers at the checkpoint are armed with live ammunition. The outermost is a wire fence, and there are three layers of checkpoints inside. Two American soldiers walking around holding m4 carbines. It's still early, and no one will come.

They have long been accustomed to this patrol rhythm, talking to each other in low voices.

"Hey, you know what, man, this place fooled me so hard," an American soldier laughed.

"What?" the other soldier frowned.

"Because of this place, I really once believed in the existence of Santa Claus." The American soldier said jokingly.

Because NORAD has a tradition that spans more than half a century. They have a special "tracking Santa" mission every Christmas. It has almost become an American custom.

NORAD's virtual operation was born out of a small act of kindness that made it wrong. Probably in 1955, after a local newspaper mistakenly printed Santa's phone number in a commercial as the number of the U.S. Continental Air Defense Command at the time. As a result, the officers on duty at the command received many calls from children on Christmas Eve that year.

The commander at the time was amused, but he couldn't bear to disappoint the children, so he ordered the wrong thing to do, and reassured and promised the children on the phone that Santa Claus was on his way to deliver gifts. This command merged into NORAD three years later, and this "white lie" tradition continues to this day. As technology advances, the avenues for "tracking" actions also expand from the telephone to the web and mobile terminals.

NORAD even launched a "Track Santa" website. The website is available in eight languages: English, German, French, Spanish, Italian, Portuguese, Japanese and Chinese. In addition, multilingual volunteers and translators will also be responsible for answering and answering inquiries from all over the world. It is said that at most, these volunteers answered more than 100,000 calls and responded to more than 8,000 e-mails a day. It's also a kind of American humor.

Therefore, the American soldiers serving here often make fun of this incident. When the two American soldiers were bored, someone came over. The two American soldiers walked over immediately and reached out to stop them, "Stop, please show your ID."

These people seem to be students and instructors of the Air Force Academy. The leader is Crazy Horse. He took out his credentials, "Air Force Academy, we have a research project that needs to obtain some information from the air defense command center."

"Is there an appointment?" One of the US military asked casually, but he looked at the two beautiful students behind Crazy Horse and couldn't help but said, "We need to check."

"Please hurry up." Crazy Horse nodded, "There should be our appointment list on the online record."

"Okay, let me check." The US military tapped the computer again and again, and the other US military used instruments to check whether they had wireless communication devices as usual.

"Uh, I found it. Don't you have any mobile phones or something? If you have, I can save it for you first and return it to you when you come out." Head out.

"No, we know the rules." Crazy Horse nodded.

"Okay, everyone, you can go over there." The US military nodded and said, "Take your documents and go over there."

"Thank you handsome guy." Crystal smiled and turned away with Yelena.

The two U.S. troops couldn't help but want to whistle, "It's a pity that they didn't have cell phones, otherwise I would have known their numbers."

"Hey man, do you hear that? She thinks I'm handsome. I bet I might be able to date her," GI whispered.

"Come on, I bet she likes me." Another US soldier smiled and shook his head, "Forget it, don't say it, someone else is here."

A military jeep was parked outside, and in came a major officer, who looked a little thin with what appeared to be a scar on his eye.

The American soldier saluted, "Sir, please show your ID."

The major officer raised his hand and returned the salute in a very standard posture, and said solemnly, "From the Ministry of National Defense, this is the certificate."

The soldier looked at Jiangan and said in a low voice, "Sir, we have checked your appointment. However, according to the regulations, we have to check the box in your hand."

The major nodded and opened the box in person, which contained several paper documents. "You can check, but you don't have permission to know the contents of the document." The officer raised his hand to stop the soldier from reading it, and said slowly, "Have you found my information, can I go in?"

"Of course, Major Locke." The soldier nodded and handed him the ID card in his hand.

The major turned his face indifferently and walked towards the checkpoint inside with the box.

"Hey, I bet that man came down from the battlefield, have you seen the scar on the corner of his eye?" the US military whispered to his companion.

"Maybe, good thing we don't have to be on the front lines. I don't want to go to **** Iraq, Afghanistan, or whatever the hell. Listen dude, it's not that I'm afraid of dying. It's just that I've seen some people coming back from the battlefield, what they look like. It's almost the same as the officer just now. They look at people like they are very indifferent, God knows what terrible things happened to them there." Another soldier whispered.

The officer with the scar on his eyes walked far away with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. He was General.

"Hey, what's the matter, there are still a lot of people coming today." The US soldier sighed, because another car drove over. But this time, it wasn't a beautiful cadet or an officer of the Ministry of Defense, but two soldiers, a sergeant and a private. Looking at their armband should be the logistics maintenance department of the 721 unit.

"Hey guys, when did you go out, why don't I have a record here." The US military frowned.

Lin Rui shook his head and said ~www.readwn.com~ We are not going out, we are just checking the lines nearby. In addition, a batch of damaged monitoring equipment must be replaced. "He and Sandro came over with heavy kits.

"Hey, they have records, I found them. They're from the maintenance department, that's right." Another U.S. military checked the information on the computer. Then another soldier came over for a routine check.

"Okay, take your detector away. We are full of tools. Your detector will take a long time." Lin Rui opened the tool kit cooperatively.

"What is this?" A soldier picked up a small camera.

"This is a batch of accessories for camera surveillance in several nearby areas. Don't lose it. These are all serialized. We must recycle them all according to the rules." Lin Rui shook his head.

"Okay, no problem, guys, you go there for inspection." The soldier made a general inspection and waved to the checkpoint behind him. Lin Rui and Sandro began to walk inside.