Chapter 443 This Radar Is Not Very Good

On July 3, Flight 655 was shot down by the cruiser USS Vincennes because the A300 Airbus was mistaken for an F14 Tomcat.

Watching the program on the TV station, William White felt a pain in the ass, Nima, do you still dare to be shameless?

In William White's opinion, the captain had gone mad. Otherwise, how could it be possible to attack civilian targets.

Well, although the opponent is also a jerk, it is very inappropriate to attack the tanker. It's just, when did this world start to be so violent? Is there no other way than to fight an eye with an eye?

It's not the Virgin of William White. For a person like him who flies around all day long, he is very disgusted with such behavior.

"Boss, Peanutton wants us to keep a low profile on this news."

"Well, I see."

William White was a little annoyed. He didn't take this kind of cover-up seriously. A lie is always a lie, and sooner or later it will be revealed to the world. This kind of lie now will eventually become a joke.

It's just that NBC really can't take it seriously. This is a typical political incorrectness. The only thing that can be done is that I try not to report it.

The Vincennes, which is equipped with the Aegis system, can't recognize the large airliner. Well, the joke is not funny at all. Just because the American people don't understand what Aegis stands for now, doesn't mean they won't understand it in the future.

"Boss, according to the analysis of the think tank, Peanut has lost patience. This is a serious warning. If you don't want to talk about it, the country of America may be sidelined."

"Pull the frame, haha, Filson, you are joking, the one who blew up the supertanker was the idiot, and he is already pulling the frame. What is the result of the think tank's analysis?"

"The war will end."

"Well, this is good news. At least the price of oil won't change any more. It's a day of three surprises. No one with a strong heart can bear it."

William White cursed in his heart, who made this damn decision.

"Filson, this Aegis is owned by General Electric, right? It's so unreliable, can you go short?"

Filson shook his head and smiled wryly. The boss really wanted to do it all the time.

"Boss, there will indeed be some declines, but this is a product of American Radio Corporation. After being acquired by General Motors, it is not the same as before. The effect of short selling will not be very good."

"Well, then just say hello to him, the radar is so unreliable, I don't know how to study it seriously."

What William White didn't know was that both Morgan Stanley and GM were gnashing their teeth. It doesn't matter if you throw the pot at will, buddy, how to sell this system, you know, excluding those missiles, the most basic package is hundreds of millions of dollars, this is a big business.

"Boss, General Electric suddenly encountered short selling, with the largest intraday drop of more than 5%."

"Who did it?"

"It should be the White Fund. It was just a short wave, and then it closed the position. I don't know what the attempt is?"

"Attempts?" The old guy laughed angrily. What kind of plans does this bastard have? It's not a big deal to watch the excitement.

"Forget it, don't worry about him, if there is any follow-up, please let me know immediately."

The boss of General Electric is even more angry. It is too much for you asshole who took NBC from us and now humiliates us.

What made him extremely entangled was that he could only endure it. NBC didn't say anything. You have to dare to talk about it here, believe it or not, and directly tease your Aegis.

The next time, of course, is a war of words. Lao Mei is not afraid of this, they produced a lot of materials, fully proving their innocence. It's mines and gunboats. Our soldiers are highly nervous, and it's normal for some misjudgments to occur. As for those innocent people, well, we are deeply sorry.

Gone?

The United States Emperor is such a stinky and shameless man, if you can't beat him, you really lose your temper.

The current situation is that the U.S. imperialists do not want you to fight anymore. If they continue to attack oil tankers, they will be unreasonable.

Consistent with the judgment of the William White think tank, in order not to be beaten by the US emperor, the two sides finally planned to cease the war.

The simplicity and roughness of the old beauty really fit their character. Isn’t that the case with cowboys? When facing a challenge, the first thing that comes to mind is their own revolver.

The easing of the situation in the desert area will naturally lead to economic recovery. The only thing that makes the United States unhappy is that the foot basin seems to be ahead again.

"Boss, this is a sample of PS2, 299 dollars seems a bit reluctant, and the price of memory is still a bit expensive."

"Let's wait and let the game development team speed up the pace. The eight-bit game has stopped anyway."

Tom can't help but stop, the game manufacturers in the United States have been wiped out, and if you make the 16-bit system public now, it is estimated that no one will participate.

Therefore, it makes sense for William White to look down on this group of subordinates. How could no one participate? As soon as they see you making money, a group of guys with red eyes will rush up and bite you.

"I know the boss."

"There is also the progress of PS3 to be accelerated. Remember Tom, the 16-bit game console is just an over-product. Most of our manpower can already be turned to 32-bit. Only the 32-bit architecture can solve the problem of image and sound. "

"Boss, don't worry, we won't delay."

Having driven Tom away, William White decided to play a game for a while. It's still pretty rubbish, but it's a lot better than the PS1. At least, the game screen should be more refined.

With the completion of the London factory, the price of memory is expected to plunge again.

In the current situation, the foot basin will not make irresponsible remarks on the OEM price. That Moore's Law is still very reasonable. Since one megabyte of memory will become popular, others will naturally be worthless. In fact, Dongzhi is already developing 64 megabytes of memory. If it hadn't been hit by the US emperor this time, the efficiency would have improved a lot.

"Jiaxin, in these two days, your filming will be over, I suggest you learn something systematically."

"Honey, I'm so stupid, I can't even speak the language well."

"Silly girl, it's not difficult, just talk more and use more. For example, now, you can learn from me."

"No, that's how much vocabulary you have, and you'll be deceiving."

"Hehe, you can try it. When you are with me, recite Shakespeare."

"Pfft, you're dead."

Going farther and farther on the road of scum, I really don't know if it will cause any karma, anyway, as long as I have fun.

"Boss, the other party has no further actions, and according to our calculations, they have nothing to gain."

Is there no gain?

Da Mo's boss is very painful, that little bastard is Hong Guoguo's humiliation. He was warning himself to take it easy in everything he did.

"Hey, let's put it aside for now and let GM communicate with Peanutton. Our allies are looking forward to this system very much. If it can't even recognize civilian aircraft, what the hell is it called Aegis? Just call it Iron Shield. A bunch of bitch bastards."