The Pinkovsky case will continue to be tried, and the Kremlin is currently under a cloud because of this case.
Days still had to pass, and Khrushchev confirmed that the original plan remained unchanged, in response to the imperialist hostility towards the Soviet Union in recent times.
Other members of the Presidium of the Central Committee of the Soviet Union agreed. They had nothing to say about the enemy. They only knew fists, so the Soviet Union would give them a fist as big as a casserole...
"I get it!" Alan Wilson nodded with the phone clamped around his neck, put down the phone and couldn't help but denounced bureaucracy.
"What's wrong?" Hepburn asked cautiously as he saw the man's face turn cloudy.
"Some things that are not very important. At least compared to my Tiffany, they are not particularly important." Alan Wilson's face softened slightly and he answered calmly, "I want to hurry up MI5, MI6 and other departments to convene
An intelligence meeting."
"I remember that the government never seemed to acknowledge the existence of these departments." Hepburn couldn't help but smile, telling the British government's hypocrisy of covering up the truth.
"There is such a statement, and I probably won't admit it for a long time in the future." Alan Wilson shrugged. It's okay. Countries have different choices. Can you tell what department has the specific responsibilities of a certain big country?
What?
You have no idea at all, so you can only generally call them Chaoyang Masses, which is the truth.
Just now, he was still talking to Hepburn about whether Qiuhua's new car should be a Bentley or a Rolls-Royce, which one was more suitable for Hepburn's temperament, but now he had to end the discussion and have to busy himself with some less important trivial matters.
If this happens too often, it can easily make the deputy director feel guilty.
Fortunately, Hepburn still knew the general situation well and urged men of the same status as her husband to do business. After kissing goodbye and watching the other party leave, this man who was addicted to ball flowers and couldn't extricate himself was reminded of the heavy responsibility of the country.
Several heads of intelligence agencies revealed their true colors in Lushan and came to the conference room of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs headquarters building. At this time, Alan Wilson was staring at the wolfberry in boredom.
Philby, the head of MI5, Richard White, the head of MI6, and Guy Liddell, director of the Government Communications Headquarters, entered the conference room. Seeing this situation, they looked at each other and exchanged glances after taking their seats. They didn't know what was going to happen next.
Will he face the volcanic eruption or the anger of this layman?
Should the latter be bigger? Because all three of them saw that the table in front of Alan Wilson was covered with information that was two feet thick. These laymen often like to use detailed information to dress themselves up as experts.
"I suspect that there is a British spy lurking among the comrades, which has already caused huge damage to the party organization. Regarding the imperialist conspiracy, we must continue to work hard to bankrupt it."
As these intelligence chiefs looked at each other, Alan Wilson spoke word for word.
"There are Soviet spies lurking?" Guy Liddell asked in confusion. He was not sure whether his immediate boss was joking.
"There are British spies lurking." Alan Wilson did not change his words, and then leaned back and said with a tactic, "Otherwise I cannot explain why such a thing happened. Only this hypothesis can be logically connected."
Having said this, Alan Wilson took a sip of wolfberry to replenish his strength. He planned to let these intelligence chiefs experience what bureaucracy is and spend six to eight hours to complete this meeting. Otherwise, there is no guarantee that it will not happen again with the ball.
When Hua was smiling happily, she was interrupted by trivial matters, "Tell me what you think of this major loss..."
Almost at the same time, the Tu-95b strategic bomber took off staggeringly from the Zhukovsky military base! It was transferred to Murmansk and flew to Novaya Zemlya.
Novaya Zemlya is very strong, because most of the place is covered with granite. It is already October here, the temperature that day is minus 15 degrees, and the buds left in the short summer have already withered and turned yellow. In fact, the summer temperature here is
Around zero degrees.
Because of the latitude, there is no change of seasons here. At this time, the Tu-95b strategic bomber at Zhukovsky Military Base had already left there and took the assembled Big Ivan to Murmansk.
Soon after, over the Novaya Zemlya test site, the Tu-95b strategic bomber, dragging the Big Ivan under its belly, appeared on the radar station of Novaya Zemlya. The test commander, Marshal Nedelin of the Soviet Union, contacted via radio and confirmed
If there is no abnormal situation, issue the order, "Start..."
"Received, received..." Accompanied by an unstable rustling sound, Yasnikov's voice came through the radio from an altitude of 10,000 meters.
Thousands were thrown.
First came out a half-meter-long parachute, then the second parachute, which was about 5.5 square meters in size, and then the third parachute was 40 square meters in size. Finally, the main parachute opened, covering 1,600 square meters.
Meters big, the hydrogen bomb landed smoothly with the parachute.
Wearing sunglasses, Yasnikov quickly drove the Tu-95b strategic bomber away like a sword from the string, escaping at full speed from the attack range of the Big Ivan that was about to explode.
Fifteen minutes later, the most powerful explosion in human history occurred at an altitude of 4,000 meters above the Novaya Zemlya archipelago.
A dazzling flash appeared in the sky and lasted for nearly seventy seconds. Although it was obscured by thick clouds, it could still be seen hundreds of kilometers away. The fireball that followed covered the sky and the earth with endless flames.
Finally, a huge, gray-black mushroom cloud rose into the sky, its top reached directly into the stratosphere, and its height was dozens of kilometers.
The mushroom-shaped cloud produced by the explosion was nearly 40 kilometers wide and about 64 kilometers high, which is equivalent to more than seven times the altitude of Mount Everest; the hot wind generated by the explosion can even cause third-degree burns to people as far as 50 kilometers away.
A flash of light can cause severe pain and burns to the eyes of people 40 kilometers away, and even cause cataracts and blindness.
When the explosion occurred, the crew was more than 100 kilometers away from the center of the explosion and avoided the strong flash.
However, even the thick smoke emitted from the tail hatch to block the light did not completely protect it. The heat wave surged into the cabin. When the shock wave passed through the aircraft, the indications of all the instrument equipment rose rapidly, and the pointers jumped back and forth.
Immediately afterwards, various instruments used to test the explosion intensity withstood the unbearable weight of life.
All ground radar stations that were still in operation were burned down, and all external communication signals were interrupted. Farther away in Finland, people heard the sound of shattering glass in their houses without knowing it, and they expressed their confusion.
"No matter what, this is a huge failure. Now we must rescue the captured legal British citizens and cannot allow Moscow to humiliate..."
At this moment, Alan Wilson was still giving a long speech in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs headquarters building, and he wanted to implement bureaucracy to the end.
Suddenly, there were chaotic footsteps outside, and many people's conversations were carried to the conference room. Alan Wilson couldn't help but become furious and shouted outside, "What on earth is going on?"
"Permanent Secretary, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' communications have been severely disrupted. We are looking for the cause. We are also contacting other departments and asking other colleagues' departments whether the same is true." Chief Private Secretary Wick immediately appeared and explained the current situation.
"You have to stay calm at all times, otherwise people will think that this is the only level in Britain." Alan Wilson frowned, as if you should not always be in front, otherwise others will think you are the boss.
What a great opportunity today to blatantly speak nonsense to several heads of intelligence agencies, but something like this happened.
When the Secretary of State was ready to eliminate all difficulties and add a few words, Philby spoke first, "Sir Wilson, if there is signal interference in the whole of London, it would be a big deal for the country. We'd better find out the situation immediately, so
It's better, otherwise Whitehall might be blamed too."
"Is that so?" Alan Wilson, who recently took a repair class at Qiuhua, asked in a completely amateur tone.
"There is nothing more important than the well-being of the citizens of London." Guy Liddell immediately responded and helped, "And once government communications are interrupted, it will affect many levels. I must go back immediately."
Richard White also nodded, indicating that he was now advancing and retreating together with his two colleagues and had the same view.
"Okay!" Alan Wilson was a little embarrassed, as if he still had some unfinished ideas about the proceedings of the meeting.
With this "Okay" message, several intelligence chiefs stood up almost immediately. While packing their things, they promised Alan Wilson that they must dig out the British spies...Soviet spies inside. This meeting is still meaningful.
, no need to open it a second time.
In the following hours, the Soviet Union's TASS news agency announced the news of the Soviet Union's nuclear test on Novaya Zemlya, letting the world know where the series of impacts originated.
Only then did people learn that the Soviet Union had conducted an unprecedented nuclear test, which was powerful enough to affect the world. One day later, the Soviet Union sent a high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft to photograph the Novaya Zemlya nuclear test site to assess the impact of this nuclear test.
In the photos taken, the ice, snow and permafrost layer more than two meters deep has almost disappeared. The entire ground is covered with what looks like glass shards, and the dust, sand and gravel have been melted by the high temperature and turned into crystal shapes.
There are flocks of blind seagulls piled on the ground, which have fallen due to being exposed to nuclear radiation at high altitudes. All around the island are the carcasses of deer and bears, all scorched by the energy of light radiation. All living creatures have been wiped out.
No existence.
After a brief silence, world public opinion was in an uproar, and various exaggerated reports emerged one after another. Some newspapers even said that the Soviets were preparing to blow up the earth, and public opinion was boiling.
In ancient times, there was public reading in the Spring and Autumn Period, but now Sir Wilson is paying attention to the Sun. Alan Wilson was unfazed, put down the Sun, and prepared to go to the Foreign Secretary to discuss countermeasures.