The Astronomical Observation Center under construction on the southwest roadside of Mount Tai Mo, Hong Kong.
In the midst of a steady stream of cargo trucks covered with tarpaulins, Norman Jones was looking through the CCTV footage.
That too, with his eyes as if he was anxious.
‘Is Walter all right? No, that guy, Giandro… Jurgen or Pichal… … .’
The thought of biting tail after tail filled Norman’s head.
It was because of the insecurity in many ways due to the information coming from the United States.
Specifically, the dissolution of the Foreign Cooperation Bureau.
Afterwards, he tried to find information from the officials, but he couldn’t get what he wanted.
In particular, which institution will be the successor to the foreign cooperation bureau that has disappeared and where are the original members of the foreign cooperation bureau?
Among them, they found the embassy area suspected of being the residence of the original members, but that was it.
Since all information is classified and inaccessible, ordinary sources of information cannot even determine who is in it.
All the intelligence agents in the United States could do was to keep track of vehicles entering and leaving the mission from a distance.
Intelligence agents belonging to the military, the CIA, and the US government are equally powerless.
But in the meantime, disturbing news came.
[…] More than 2.5 times more vehicle entry and exit than usual, detailed vehicle type and estimated weight, vehicle departure and destination attached.]
After seeing the related materials, Norman came to one conclusion.
Ready for action right away.
Even if that wasn’t the case, it meant that something equivalent to an actual operation was in progress.
The problem was then.
It would have been better if it continued, but at some point, the car stopped coming in and out and it became quiet.
as usual.
The number of cases varied, but Norman had no choice but to interpret it in a bad way.
‘I’m guessing that he’s started a strategy, or he’s fulfilling something equivalent to that.’
It is possible that things may have gone awry or stopped, but that was just Norman’s wishes.
It was because the opponent was not a lax and conservative Army or a easy-going National Guard.
It was highly likely that it was a special purpose organization that received considerable support to the extent that all related information was treated as confidential and transferred to the diplomatic mission.
Whether preparing for or executing an operation, it would proceed strongly and swiftly.
Even the enemies are human weapons from former special forces, and they kill Sergei from Russia’s Spetsnaz and FSB (Federal Security Bureau) Alpha Group, and Italy’s GIS (Gruppo di Intervento Speciale: Special Intervention Group) Giandro. They were the ones who were captured.
Monsters that are not enough to be called human weapons.
In particular, Kang Tae at the center was a person who could be called the most powerful firearm.
Norman’s face darkened.
It was because the testimony of Vietnamese border guards who survived the scene came to mind.
‘In the blink of an eye, two feet and two hands exploded one after another. It was only later that I realized that it exploded from being shot… … .’
In other words, it was said that he, too, might be shot and killed as soon as he was noticed.
I’d rather die.
It was because it was obvious that if he was forcibly captured alive with all his limbs torn off like Giandro’s, it would be more difficult to handle after that.
All sorts of inhumane interrogations will be carried out, and obstacles will be added along the way.
Even when Norman watched the CCTV footage, he had no choice but to show his anxiety.
Maybe Kangtae was already there.
Of course, there was no identity shown in the immigration records of Hong Kong and China, but I couldn’t believe it.
Since everything was confidential, there was a high probability that he had used his disguised identity.
In preparation for that, I was looking at the faces of all those who entered through airports and ports in Hong Kong and other cities around the city, but it was also difficult to trust this because it was possible that they were disguised.
In conclusion, everything is insecure.
‘… damn it Being a spy on the mainland was a million times better.’
At least it wasn’t a target back then.
Of course, there was a concern that it could be discovered, but that extent was offset by ideas and work.
Now was the problem.
I was stigmatized as a confidential leaker and was being tracked down, so my anxiety was multiplied.
Fortunately, this is Hong Kong.
A land where it is difficult for the United States or its allies to play an active part to their heart’s content.
In addition, a Chinese 50-caliber machine gun was placed on the roof of the astronomical observation center where Norman was located and on each floor, and the Chinese military and police were protecting it from the outside.
So, Norman, too, continued to carry out the task that Pikal had given him, even though he was thinking about something else in his mind.
Information gathering, organizing, planning, the role of smuggling brokers, and even terrorism in the United States.
There were so many things he was doing right now, but Norman was thinking of something else at this moment.
Conclusion of thoughts that have been done so far.
‘If they really come to this building intact… … .’
Norman, who assumed the worst of the worst, frowned as he thought of a few possible cases.
It was because it was difficult to see good things if you surrendered, and it was obvious that you would die if you resisted.
In particular, he shouldn’t have been caught by Kang Tae’s gun.
There is no detailed record of his marksmanship, but it was hard to believe just looking at the data he had acquired.
‘I have no choice but to run away. Without looking back, as soon as possible… … .’
I glanced at the doorway for Norman to jump down.
I didn’t think Pikal or Jurgen would like it, but I wouldn’t have rejected it.
It was because the end was also left to him.
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Like Serge, Giandro, and Walter, Norman had the right to decide his own ending.
‘I will definitely live to see the revolution that Pikal will cause with my own two eyes. Whether it’s the end of the world or the end of America… … .’
Recalling the scene that made him happy just by imagining it, Norman reaffirmed his resolve.
* * *
Early November, Hong Kong.
I didn’t have much emotion until I got on the plane, but when I arrived, I looked around for no reason.
‘I’m really here… … .’
It was because, while other countries than Hong Kong could receive US military support, it was impossible here.
I had to solve everything on my own.
A team called TF 235 was brought in as an advance party to assist us, but they weren’t planning on taking part in combat missions.
There was a high possibility that he would probably pull out a gun in the worst case scenario.
Because the infiltration and target elimination missions were originally planned to be carried out only by us TF 242.
Fortunately, besides them, we were provided with reconnaissance satellites and advanced intelligence equipment, but that didn’t make us very happy.
After all, work should be done by people, and we were the only people here.
Even the team was split.
Jake and Harry and I as a 2-1 team posing as businessmen, and Marcus and Jose and Rachel as a 2-2 team posing as members of a tourist group.
‘I’m a businessman… … ?’
I had to wear a suit because there were so many languages available, but there was something else that took me.
Exactly Jake.
With a height of 2M and a weight of over 130kg, he was like a giant.
Standing there, it was the same as a conspicuous target.
Of course, I had my beard trimmed, dyed my hair, and even though I did some makeup, I couldn’t help but stand out because of my size.
Eventually, as soon as he entered the country, he took a taxi and went straight to the hotel and had no choice but to wait as if he were hiding.
All that was left was me and Harry.
Fortunately, this was also one of the plans, but it was not very satisfactory.
A commander on whom he could depend mentally and physically had to be locked up in a hotel room.
“It shouldn’t be anything special… … .”
As he muttered as he left the hotel, Harry, who was walking with him, smiled lightly.
“Don’t worry, you know where I come from, right? Mr. Zhou.”
At the end of the talk, my stomach name was called.
Brian Zhou.
It was a Chinese-American setting, but he was calling me Zhou as if he had already gotten used to it.
It eased my worries a bit.
It was because although Harry was a junior and he was young, he was a talented person who came through the CIA, and he was good at acting.
“… Yes, you are good.”
“Okay then, let’s go this way. This is the forum place.”
At my words, Harry smiled lightly and guided the way, and naturally received a temporary wear pass and hung it around his neck.
With pamphlets and a briefcase in hand.
In the forum place I entered like that, I really only had my eyes open, and I just breathed and came out.
It was because I had only served in the military for 10 years after graduating from high school, and after that, I made a living doing miscellaneous jobs, so I didn’t even know the ‘ㅅ’ of business.
Beginning with some economic term, I did not understand the newly created compound word at all.
I had to be quiet.
Harry, on the other hand, nodded like a real attendee and his eyes lit up as he wrote down a few words.
‘As expected, a guy with a long bag strap is different… … .’
between admiration.
After the forum ended, people started pouring out.
“We even hold briefings here, Mr. Zhou. I think I should listen to that, sign the list of participants, and get the notice.”
“Uh, yes.”
By the time Harry smartly leads and I’m just imitating the quiet Chinese-American.
A text has arrived.
It was a text message from the company announcing a schedule change.
Of course, it was all fake.
What was inside were a few phonemes of communication, but the real content was separate.
‘Target identification complete. I plan to receive the equipment and revise the plan, so come back.’
Eyes flashed open.
As if the stuffy and boring moments that I almost fell asleep in the forum flew away.
This time I called Harry by his stomach name.
“Christopher.”
“yes.”
“I got a text message from the company.”
“Ah, um… okay.”
He took out his phone and looked at the screen, and he met my eyes.
“I can’t help it, this was fun too.”
The word crazy came out of his throat, and he shook his head as if to shake off his thoughts.
“Who is in charge here?”
“I will guide you. This way.”
Harry guided us quickly as if he was a person in charge, and after meeting the person in charge and talking, he quickly left the venue.
I immediately got into a taxi and went straight to the hotel.
While loosening the cramped, unsuitable tie.
Before I knew it, I entered the front door of the hotel and took the elevator to Jake’s room.
And I heard the good news right away.
“I got the voice of the target, and I confirmed the expected location.”
“Oh, how are you?”
I only identified the operation area where Norman Jones appeared, but I did not know the specific location.
This was because the location was mountainous and there were several buildings.
Even a construction site was created for the reason of expansion, so there was various noise and noise.
“here.”
Jake pointed to the map displayed on the PDA and said.
“The problem is the internal structure.”
“Rescue? What is the difference between the blueprint and the blueprint?”
I hoped and asked.
It was because the geography of the operation area, which was grasped before departure, did not pose a problem.
Harry blinked at this.
Jake’s voice fell heavily.
“There is a tunnel.”
“ah… … .”
A sigh came out of nowhere.
It was at this point that things got complicated.