Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

Mexican pigeon, around four in the morning,

Brandy, who was kicked open the door and pulled up from the bed, watched all this in a daze. Then Hennessy lifted his legs and sat on the chair beside his bed, holding the quilt and blinking in confusion.

Before he could ask why, Brandy, whose mind was still in a state of wake-up, saw that his powerful, reliable, but over-mending deputy team leader actually turned his head away.

He first unceremoniously picked up a can of canned drinks from the two rows of cans stacked on the small round table next to him, opened the pull ring and poured the drink into his mouth.

Then his eyes wandered over the snacks piled up like a small mountain on the small round table, and he seemed to be judging which snack was rare and delicious based on its appearance.

He looked like a bandit patrolling the mountains and didn't take him, the owner of the house, seriously at all.

"Ah, put down that Penguin biscuit."

Seeing Hennessy's hand reaching for the pack of penguin biscuits at the top of the snack tower, Brandy suddenly sobered up because of the panic of losing his favorite biscuits.

Hennessy, who was attacked by the scream, suddenly felt pain in his ears, and then he heard a "whoosh" sound. Brandy, who was holding the quilt as if he would fall back on the bed in the next second, appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Hennessy, you came to me so early, you must have something urgent to tell me, so don't waste time, just tell me now."

Brandy showed a fawning and attentive smile, while changing the subject, he quietly reached out to rescue his favorite biscuits from Hennessy's hand and secretly stuffed them behind his back.

Hennessy looked coldly at this annoying boss who always automatically turned his phone to silent or vibrate mode before going to bed at night and refused to change no matter what he said.

This time, not only did my ears hurt, but my brain also started to experience phantom pain.

"Mr.'s announcement is out."

Brandy's eyes flashed, and then he rushed back to the bed with a "whoosh", took out his mobile phone from under the pillow and opened the organization's forum to take a look.

At first glance,

???

He is so young, is he actually blind?

Rub your eyes and take a second look.

!!!

With his eyes opened as wide as possible, Brandy, who was so close that he almost dived into the phone, turned his head away so quickly that Hennessy was worried that he might break his neck.

"It's amazing. I actually saw that Rum and Champagne were kicked out of the core cadres by the gentleman..."

Brandy started muttering to himself while holding his phone in disbelief. At the same time, he glanced at Hennessy for verification.

Seeing that Hennessy didn't even move his eyelids and still had that unchanging cold face, Brandy finally felt the reality.

Then, he recalled the gossip he had read in the gossip forums over the past two days, ahem, deleted it, and the information he had learned, and sincerely asked:

"No, how did Whiskey do that?"

It was whiskey that blew up the port, right?

It was champagne that was almost left there, right?

How come in the end, Whiskey only got a vague statement that the equipment team leader Whiskey violated the organization's rules and was sentenced to confinement and severe punishment.

Champagne and Rum, on the other hand, were temporary replacements in their positions, with their authority downgraded, to the same level as Vermouth and Fennel.

Logically speaking, Champagne had just been saved from Whiskey, so it would have been fine if the gentleman had not said a few words of comfort, but why did he deprive him of his rights and status and degrade him to the same level as fennel?

And there is Rum. It turns out he is involved in this. No wonder he has been fanning the flames so vigorously these past two days.

However, what did these two people do to make that gentleman so angry and not give them any face at all?

Brandy kept thinking about the reason, and then gave up decisively within two minutes.

Then, he redirected the page of his mobile phone to the gossip forum and read the new posts on the forum attentively.

Hennessy, who had recalled all the information he had received in the past two days about the explosions in Tokyo Port and Yokohama Port, still couldn't figure out the reason.

Of course, his purpose in coming here was not to work out with Brandy why Champagne and Rum were demoted and deprived of power by the gentleman.

In terms of brains, he and brandy put together and doubled it still couldn't match whiskey.

Even someone as sinister and cunning as Rum, who was known for his calculating skills, fell into Whiskey's hands. The two of them were probably just a bunch of idiots in front of Whiskey.

It is normal not to be able to figure it out, but it is abnormal to be able to figure it out.

Therefore, Hennessy did not answer Brandy's doubts.

Originally, he planned to wait for Brandy to calm down for two minutes, and then discuss with Brandy what they should do next.

Who knew that just as the words came to his lips, he heard Brandy screaming in surprise:

"Are the people in the organization so bold now?"

"How dare you spread rumors that Whiskey is the gentleman's illegitimate child?"

"Is this because Whiskey is in solitary confinement and has no time to read gossip forums, so you're taking this opportunity to bring out all the old stories from the past?"

Hennessy, whose words were interrupted, looked at the ancestor in front of him with his heart full of eyes, staring at all kinds of gossip on the gossip forum with shining eyes, and his face suddenly darkened a degree.

"I didn't wake you up to ask you to study this thing, Team Leader."

After hearing the words squeezed out from Hennessy's teeth and the honorific, and feeling the cold gaze whizzing over from the side, the expression on Brandy's face, which was eating the melon enthusiastically, suddenly froze.

"I know, I know.

He put down his phone awkwardly, put away the excited and happy expression on his face, and returned to a serious look.

"In the next period of time, the direct team and the intelligence group will probably be very busy, but that is their internal affairs. There is no need for us to get involved. We just need to do our own work."

Champagne and Rum were demoted, but the direct team and the intelligence group each happened to have an S-level person with the same status as them.

There will inevitably be internal strife between the two due to the struggle for power.

“Vermouth and fennel?

I'm afraid you wouldn't want to see your direct team and intelligence group become turbulent because of infighting."

Hennessy didn't think that their leader would allow turmoil in his direct team and intelligence group at this time.

Not to mention that he didn't think that Vermouth and Fennel would be a match for rum and champagne. Even if they were, it would be impossible to determine the winner in a short period of time.

Internal fighting among people at the same level, no matter how peaceful the means, will cause turmoil within the department.

Who will then counterbalance whiskey?

On brandy and gin?

Hennessy thinks neither is very realistic.

With his ancestor, even if he copied a stack of them, they would not be enough for Whiskey to play with in one hand.

Gin and Whiskey do have a hostile relationship, but if the action team really fights the equipment team, the commotion will probably be enough to dismantle the organization.

If we really want to find a mortal enemy for whiskey, it has to be the intelligence team and rum.

Brandy sees it differently:

“We couldn’t win the fight before because the status of the core cadres and the authority that Rum and his men possessed naturally suppressed Vermouth and Fennel.

The master also did not allow them to argue. "

"Now we are all on the same starting line, and the master has not issued any explicit prohibition. Looking at the core cadre position within reach, who would not want to fight for it?"

Even Vermouth might not be able to resist this temptation.

Who wouldn’t want something that’s within reach?

Brandy's eyes were deep and calm after he regained his normal state.

"Besides, even if Vermouth and Champagne don't work, there are still others."

Among the senior code-name members of the direct team, the intelligence group, and the scientific research group, is it possible that none of them have ambitions and have never dreamed of becoming a core cadre one day?

"How is this possible? The gap between A-level code members and core cadres is like a chasm."

What's more, with S-level code members such as Vermouth in the middle, those A-level code members have no chance of winning.

Hennessy clearly didn't believe it. Brandy looked up at Hennessy and replied:

"Nothing is impossible. The promotion of core cadres in an organization is never determined based on the qualifications and authority of the members."

Just like Whiskey, who would have thought that the gentleman would directly promote Whiskey, who had just been recruited into the organization, to the position of leader of the equipment group and give him the power and status of a core cadre.

Prior to this, except for the first generation, all the core cadres of the organization had climbed up from the bottom and all of them came from within the organization.

Even among the first generation, there was no one who had not worked under the master for many years and made countless contributions to the establishment of the organization.

Hennessy thought about the unreasonable promotion speed of Brandy, Gin and others, and then thought about Whiskey, the former leader of the airborne equipment group, who was shocked and agreed with Brandy's statement.

However, he still didn't think his boss would allow the power struggle within the direct team and the intelligence group.

After listening to Hennessy's explanation, Brandy chuckled:

"Whiskey is unchecked? You're wrong. Hennessy."

"Do you think Whiskey will be let off easily this time, sir?"

What this gentleman hates most is his subordinates disobeying his orders and trying to escape from his control.

Since he chose to kick Rum and Champagne out of the core cadre positions, how could he not have thought that internal strife would occur between his direct team and the intelligence group because of this? Rum, who had lost his authority as a core cadre, would no longer be able to compete with Whiskey by relying on his power and position.

“The penalty for whiskey in the notice sounds vague and innocuous.

However, precisely because of this, the operability behind it is so great.”

Whiskey did not join the organization voluntarily. What can be gained by depriving him of his authority and status other than driving the entire equipment group and the organization apart?

Everyone knows that today's equipment team, from top to bottom, has been trained by Whiskey to be more obedient than dogs.

If Whiskey were demoted and his power was taken away by someone outside the equipment group, no matter who replaced him in that position, the group of mad dogs under him would rush up and bite that person to death without waiting for Whiskey to say a word.

Then send the usurper's head to Whiskey.

If a member of the equipment group were to ascend to the throne, regardless of whether he is a fan of Whiskey or not, he would have to overcome Diogenes and others and suppress the elites of the equipment group.

When it comes to playing with your brain, who can beat whiskey?

The equipment team, which was almost collapsed by the technical team in the past, has been able to develop to this day, all thanks to Whiskey alone.

Since he was able to develop the equipment group to its current state, he could naturally also make the equipment group even worse than before.

It is much easier to destroy something than to build it.

But the punishment is different.

There is neither a set time nor any restrictions on the means.

Doesn't this just reflect that the punishment Whiskey will suffer this time will be heavier and longer than before?

No one checks and balances Whiskey? That's just because there is no one among the core cadres to check and balance.

This severe punishment must have been formulated personally by the gentleman.

Its purpose, in addition to making whiskey understand that the rules of the organization cannot be violated, the most important thing should be to strengthen the control over whiskey and form an absolute check and balance from top to bottom.

In this way, even if the direct team and the intelligence group fight among themselves, Whiskey will not be affected at all.

"Then can we take this opportunity to take back the financial authority that was previously stripped to the direct team?"

After listening to Brandy's explanation, Hennessy no longer paid attention to this issue and instead turned the topic to something he was more concerned about.

Brandy shook his head:

"Don't act rashly for now. Although the master will allow the direct team and the intelligence group to fight among themselves, he will also make restrictions to maintain their internal balance.

If I reach out now, Mr. will think that the logistics team wants to interfere in the internal fighting between the direct teams. "

Hennessy had a look of regret and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

There will be a power struggle among the intelligence group, the direct team, and the scientific research group that has close ties with the direct team. Whiskey, who is good at planning and scheming, has been punished, and the equipment group will probably be quiet for some time to come.

It's such a pity that they can't do anything with such a good opportunity.

"Don't feel too bad."

Seeing Hennessy's pity, a glimmer of light flashed in Brandy's eyes.

"Today is September 2nd. There is a special day at the end of this month."

End of the month?

End of September?

Hennessy quickly recalled any special days this month, and then a flash of inspiration came to him. He looked up at Brandy and said:

"You mean the organization's final training camp assessment on the last day of September every year?"

"Core cadres have priority in selecting outstanding graduates from the annual training camp final assessment.

This year, the top leaders of the intelligence group and the direct team are only acting team leaders. Whiskey is punished this time and will probably have to spend a whole month in confinement. The chances of him attending in person are very slim.

It is very likely that he will ask his subordinates to attend on his behalf."

"Then, the only ones who can exercise the right of first choice are Gin and I."

What kind of fresh blood the direct team and intelligence group can get this year can only be determined by the candidates selected by him and Gin.

"So, we don't need to do anything special. After a while, they will take the initiative to show their goodwill to us."

By then, they will take the initiative.

"If everything goes well, we will be able to get what we want without any effort by the end of this year at the latest."

As he spoke, Brandy couldn't help but yawn, and the sleepiness that he had once driven away came back to his heart.