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Chapter 1499 Triple Checkpoint

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    Cheyenne Mountain Military Base, huge tunnel entrance, heavily guarded.  The soldiers at the checkpoint were armed with live ammunition. There was a wire fence on the outside and three levels of checkpoints inside.  Two American soldiers walked around holding M4 carbines.  It was still early and no one would come.

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

    "Hey, you know, man, this place gave me a hard time." An American soldier said with a smile.

    "What?" Another soldier frowned.

    ¡°Because of this place, I really believed in the existence of Santa Claus.¡± The American soldier said jokingly.

    Because the U.S. North American Aerospace Defense Command has a tradition that has lasted for more than half a century.  They have a special task of "tracking Santa Claus" every Christmas.  It's almost become an American custom.

    This virtual operation of the North American Aerospace Defense Command originated from a small act of kindness that made a mistake.  Probably around 1955, a local newspaper mistakenly printed Santa's phone number in a commercial as the number of the U.S. Army'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 funny, but couldn¡¯t bear to let the children down, so he ordered the mistakes to be made. He reassured the children on the phone and promised that Santa Claus was on his way to deliver gifts.  This command was merged into the North American Aerospace Defense Command three years later, and this tradition of "white lies" continues to this day.  With the advancement of technology, the ways to "track" actions have also expanded from telephone calls to the Internet and mobile terminals.

    NORAD has even launched a "Santa Tracker" website.  The website is available in 8 language versions: English, German, French, Spanish, Italian, Portuguese, Japanese and Chinese.  In addition, volunteers and translators in multiple languages ??will also be responsible for answering inquiries from all over the world.  It is said that at the most, these volunteers answered more than 100,000 phone calls and responded to more than 8,000 emails a day.  It is also considered a kind of American humor.

    So the American soldiers serving here often make fun of this incident.  When the two American soldiers were bored, someone came over from the front.  Two American soldiers immediately walked over and stopped them with their hands, "Stop, please show your ID."

    These people seemed to be students and instructors from the Air Force Academy. The leader was Crazy Horse. He took out his ID and said, "Air Force Academy, we have a research project that requires us to retrieve some information from the Air Defense Command Center."

    "Is there an appointment?" one of the US troops asked casually, but looking at the two beautiful students behind Crazy Horse, he couldn't help but said, "We need to verify."

    "Please hurry up." Crazy Horse nodded, "The online record should have our appointment list."

    "Okay, let me check." The US military keyed on 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 with you? If you do, I can save them for you first and return them to you when you come out." The American soldier looked at the computer and looked through the window of the checkpoint.  He stuck his head out and said.

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

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

    "Thank you, handsome man." Crystal smiled slightly and turned around with Yelena.

    The two American soldiers couldn't help but want to whistle, "It's a pity that they didn't bring their mobile phones, otherwise I would know their numbers."

    "Hey, man, you hear that? She thinks I'm handsome. I bet maybe I can date her." The American soldier whispered.

    "Come on, I bet she likes me." Another US soldier smiled and shook his head, "Forget it, stop talking, someone else is here."

    A military jeep parked outside, and a major officer walked in. He looked a little thin, and there seemed to be a scar on his eye.

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

    The major officer raised his hand in a very standard gesture and said in a deep voice, "This is the certificate from the Ministry of National Defense."

    The soldier looked at Jiang An and whispered, "Sir, we found your appointment. However, according to regulations, we have to check the box in your hand."

    The major nodded and opened the box in person. Inside were some paper documents.  "You can check it, but you don't have permission to know the content of the file." The officer raised his hand to stop the soldier from reading it, and said slowly, "Did you find 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, took the box and walked towards the checkpoint inside.

    "Hey, I bet that man came down from the battlefield. Did you see the scar at the corner of his eye?" the American soldier whispered to his companion.

    "Maybe, but it's a good thing we don't have to go to the front lines. I don't want to go to fucking Iraq, Afghanistan, or any other damn place. Look, man, it's not that I'm afraid of death. It's just that I've seen some guys come back from the war, and they look like  They are almost the same as the officer just now. They looked at people with indifferent eyes. God knows what terrible things they encountered there." Another soldier whispered.

    The officer with the scar on his eye was walking far away with a slight smile on his face. He was Jiang An.

    "Hey, what's going on? There are still a lot of people coming today." The American soldier said with emotion, because another car drove over.  But this time it was not a beautiful cadet or an officer of the Ministry of National Defense, but two soldiers, a sergeant and a private.  Judging from their armbands, they should be the logistics and maintenance department of Unit 721.

    "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, "We are not going out, we are just repairing the lines nearby. We also need to replace a batch of damaged monitoring equipment." He and Sandro came over with heavy tool bags.

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

    "Okay, put your detector away. We are covered in tools. Your detector will take most of the day." Lin Rui opened the tool bag in cooperation.

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

    "This is a batch of camera surveillance accessories from several nearby areas that have just been replaced. Don't drop them. These are numbered and we must recycle them all according to the rules." Lin Rui shook his head.

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

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