Battlefield Contract Worker

In a room of the secret underground fortification, a man sat on a chair, his face covered by a black hood. It wasn't until the hood was removed that the man narrowed his eyes and began to adjust to the lighting in the room. It was a white man with brown hair, and the beard on his face had not been shaved in a few days, looking a little haggard and decadent.

He moved his neck, looked at the other black man in the room, and whispered, "Are you here to bring me good news, Kevin?"

The black man was wearing a suit, and the sharp eyes of his dark bald head made him look very dangerous. In fact, he is more dangerous than he looks. His name is Kevin, but many people are more used to calling him Mr. K. As one of the CIA's most effective senior agents, Mr. K is also a heavyweight in the intelligence community.

"Unfortunately, the above has not given a clear answer." Mr. K looked at the white man, took out a cigarette, and winked at an American agent beside him. The agent nodded and walked up to the white man.

The white man took a cigarette and nodded politely, "Thanks. But I'd rather we make progress on the deal."

"We can satisfy most of your requests. But you have to prove that you have value worthy of our doing. Cebosky, why don't we talk about the intelligence you know." Mr. K said slowly.

"I've given you some information, the rest I won't give away lightly. I need your protection, I need a lot of money. Then you have to give us a new identity and guarantee that we won't be exposed to Russia for the rest of our lives. The agents found it. That's a drop in the bucket for the intelligence I'm providing." The Tebowski smiled.

"But we can't trust someone like you yet." Mr. K said coldly.

"Nine days." Tebosky said slowly.

"What?" Mr. K frowned.

Tebosky whispered, "If I remember correctly, you let me move four places within nine days. What I want to say is that if you hadn't already noticed the seriousness of the matter, it would have been impossible to do so. Do. I think Russian intelligence must be looking for me now. Even if you don't believe me, think about why they are so nervous."

"If you tell us what you know, we may be able to discuss it again." Mr. K looked at him and said.

"Don't kid me, we're all the same kind of people. If I tell you everything I know, then I'm useless to you. You'll let me fend for myself and don't even care if I live or die. ' Cepolsky shook his head.

"You should know that we have many ways for you to speak." Mr. K looked at him.

"You should also know that I will have more ways to deal with it. Don't threaten me with these low-level psychological offensives. No one is a rookie who can get to our level. Everyone knows the bottom line, so why waste your efforts." Tebosky took a puff of cigarette and turned his head. "How is my wife?"

"She's fine, she's right next door. But I can't let you meet for the time being." Mr. K walked a few steps and said, "This is only temporary. Once the above decides, we will send you to the United States." The bald head of blacks didn't seem in the least surprised by Tebowski's response.

"I'm not going to America, it's too risky to go there and the Russian intelligence won't let me go. I don't want to be the second Litvinenko either. So you have to get me a fake identity and go A third country other than the United States and Russia, preferably Europe." Cebosky said slowly.

"Trust me, we are dealing with these things. And you are only here temporarily. When the decision is made, you and your wife will be able to leave here." Mr. K was obviously helpless to the Russian spy. There's no use threatening and coercing confessions against such old-fashioned spies who insist on making a deal with you.

"Where are we?" Tebosky looked at him.

"A safe place," replied Mr. K.

"Although I was blindfolded when I came, according to my judgment on the itinerary, we should still be somewhere in Asia." Tebosky looked around and said slowly, "It looks like another base of yours. .But I didn't hear any planes taking off and landing, so this is not an air force base, certainly not a naval base.

Sorry, I don't mean to be picky about your food, but canned and dehydrated vegetables are my least favorite foods. So judging by the food, I haven't eaten fresh veggies for a few days, which means we're in a secluded place. If you think remote places are safe, you are very wrong. "

Mr. K's expression remained unchanged, looking at the Russian spy. "Where exactly, that's not what you should ask."

"I don't want to ask, but unfortunately it's about my personal safety." Teboski sneered, "What valuable information do you expect me to give you in a place where our safety cannot be guaranteed?"

Mr. K turned around and waved to his subordinates, "Let's be here today, cover his face. Watch him carefully, and don't let this guy out of sight, including going to the toilet."

"Don't worry, I won't run." Tebosky sneered, "You incompetent idiots."

After walking out of the room, Mr. K turned to his subordinate and said, "How is the security situation on the periphery?"

"No problem~www.readwn.com~ In addition to our people, there is a special team of jungle cat guards outside. The guards received an order from inside, and no one can approach this place without special permission, including myself." Mr. K's subordinate replied in a low voice.

"That's good, this person has a great relationship and may affect our relationship with Russia. Otherwise, it is impossible that the above has not made a decision yet." Mr. K whispered, "So we must not have any problems."

The agent under Mr. K nodded, "Understood!"

At the same time, Lin Rui and others had penetrated into the tunnel of the base. Because it was midnight, most of the jungle cat troops in the underground base had already rested. It's just a long passage, and there are several soldiers on duty guarding it.

Lin Rui and others were wearing U.S. military uniforms. Because of the high humidity in the tropical rainforest and the thick night fog on patrol at night, they were all wearing goretex raincoats. This made their figures well covered up, and it was difficult to tell from their figures whether they were members of the patrolling force.

Crazy Horse was very experienced in this type of base, and took Lin Rui and others to avoid the American patrols in the passage, and several people gathered at a dim passage.