A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Chapter 1086 Too many troubles, if only my brain could open a skylight and all my worries would disa

“Yes, sir.” Wheeler nodded. “The injuries are very serious, and the patient is in critical condition. He has been evacuated by emergency medical services and returned home for the highest level of treatment. He is currently in a coma or under close monitoring and is unable to perform any duties. I think this may be one of the main technical reasons for the unusual delays in the intelligence assessment and reporting process regarding the fighting in the Himalayas.”

He cleverly shifted the possibility of "serious dereliction of duty" to "force majeure".

McConnell added aptly: "We have lost one of the most senior intelligence analysts in the Far East who knows China and India best."

The entire intelligence flow, from sorting and verification to analysis, was severely impacted. The new acting supervisor needed time to familiarize himself with the process, and some of the most sensitive original intelligence, lacking the authoritative signature of someone like Mr. Kim, couldn't even reach the final reporting stage according to security regulations.

McCorn paused. "Of course, this doesn't fully explain everything, and we're internally reviewing the process for loopholes. But Mr. Kim's accident did create gaps and confusion at a critical juncture."

“Attack…” the leader murmured, his gaze sweeping over Wheeler.

"Is our base defense so weak? And you just said that North Vietnam used new rockets? What kind of rockets could cause such heavy casualties, even to a general and a senior intelligence officer..."

General Wheeler's expression turned grave: "Initial damage reports indicate that the attackers may have used some kind of weapon... the technical details of which we have not yet fully grasped. Its accuracy and power are beyond our previous understanding. The 1st Cavalry Division and the Military Aid Command in South Vietnam are investigating with all their might. This may also explain why the losses suffered by the South Vietnam government forces and our advisory troops have been rising recently."

The topic gradually shifted from India to Vietnam, and from intelligence failures to new threats on the battlefield.

The leader felt a familiar wave of fatigue and headache wash over him. Problems always seemed interconnected, like trying to solve one problem only to have another pop up.

Damn it, every day is just a series of upsetting things!

I wish my brain could have a skylight, so all sorts of troubles could leave my mind with that skylight...

The leader pressed his temples hard and began to summarize.

"so……"

“We have not only lost the intelligence advantage in India, but in Vietnam, our soldiers and key personnel are exposed to the threat of unknown weapons. And all of this seems to be pointing in the same direction.”

He didn't say it explicitly, but everyone present knew perfectly well—it was that great Eastern power they had been trying their best to blockade and isolate.

Damn it!

Why are these Asians so restless?

"I knew we should use giant mushrooms to flatten this headache-inducing country!" The leader's eyes then drifted to the large black leather suitcase carried by the man in black beside him.

“Sir,” Wheeler hesitated for a moment before continuing, “regarding the plan to divert supplies originally intended for India to southern Vietnam, should the risks be reassessed under the current circumstances? What if they have indeed provided their northern Vietnam allies with some kind of technologically advanced weapon…”

The leader raised his hand to stop him: "The plan remains unchanged. Precisely because they may have acquired new weapons, we need to strengthen the defenses of southern Vietnam and demonstrate our resolve. But..."

He looked at McCorn: "I need a detailed report on 'Mr. Kim's' injuries and the restoration of the Far East intelligence system. The sooner the better. Also, find out exactly what kind of rubbish North Vietnam is using!"

……

The buzzing in the oval conference room continued, and the leader's unpredictable gaze remained fixed on McConnell.

Unbeknownst to everyone, the "critically injured" Uncle Kim they were talking about was currently lying in the intensive care unit of Walter Reed Army Hospital, staring at the incandescent light on the ceiling with clear eyes.

The only sound in the ward was the steady ticking of the ECG monitor at the bedside. Uncle Jin leaned against the raised pillows, his body wrapped in bandages that still had faint bloodstains seeping through.

Uncle Jin was casually playing with a small metal collar flower.

It belonged to the deputy commander of the 1st Cavalry Division who died on the spot. Uncle Jin quietly took it from the man's collar before he was carried onto the special plane back home.

The collar insignia is made of silver-plated copper, with the insignia of a cavalry division's crossed sabers engraved on the front. The edges have several jagged nicks from the shockwave of the explosion, and there are still some dark brown bloodstains stuck in the dents. When your fingertips run over them, they feel a rough, cool sensation unique to metal.

"A nice souvenir. When I return home in the future, I'll give it to some lucky child..."

As his fingertips brushed against the deepest gash, Uncle Jin's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that scorching night at the Bianhe Air Force Base. He could almost hear the deafening roar of helicopter rotors and the arrogant and foolish boasting of that deputy division commander.

"Jin, look at these beautiful birds!"

Miller pointed to the helicopters neatly lined up on the tarmac, and amidst the roar of their engines, he almost shouted:

"With these, we can deliver bombs and bullets precisely to every monkey's hiding place! Soon, there won't be any more Cochinchins standing in this jungle!"

"Hehehe! By the way, that root powder you got is really delicious!"

"Once the fighting here is over, let's join forces!"

"We're going to promote this powder as the next coffee!"

"You handle the sourcing, I'll manage the distribution channels. Let's grow bigger and stronger, and create new glories!"