An ordinary ten-story building on the outskirts of Virginia.

From the outside, it is no different from other high-end office buildings.

But the tight security and the three big three-dimensional white letters on the building all tell people that this place is different.

NRO people who have learned English and those who know some military knowledge should know that this NRO is an acronym for Nationalreaissance Office, and it is also the office seat of the famous National Reconnaissance Bureau in the United States.

The headquarters of this National Reconnaissance Bureau is located in the Pentagon in Washington, D.C., in an office called 4C-956, and its public name is the "Space Systems Office," which is headed by the deputy secretary of the Air Force in charge of space systems.

Its main responsibility is to arrange a satellite reconnaissance program for the entire intelligence community of the United States. It includes the collection of images and signal information through satellites.

To put it bluntly, it is responsible for satellite monitoring, timely processing and analysis of various data transmitted by spy satellites, monitoring all sensitive areas in the world in all aspects and at all times, and seeking the greatest interests for the United States.

There is no way, people have advanced technology and strength, and some of them are spy satellites to monitor you.

Not to mention anything else, there is a spy satellite in the sky over our Celestial Empire every few hours, or even dozens of minutes, and some of them simply hang stationary over our heads, monitoring and reconnoitring all the movements of the Celestial Empire's military for 20 hours a day.

It can be said that under his all-round surveillance, we are like a person who has stripped naked and displayed naked in front of them, without any ** at all.

Of course, it is precisely under their stimulation that the satellite technology and anti-satellite technology of the Celestial Empire are also undergoing rapid changes, and it is not the style of the Celestial Empire people to be passively beaten, and I can't surpass you in time, so I must try to get as close to you as possible, and I can't even have the slightest room for resistance.

After decades of catching up, the satellite technology and anti-satellite technology of the Celestial Empire have approached or even surpassed the level of the United States in some fields.

As a result, they paid more attention to the construction of this space system office.

According to public information, his annual capital budget is about four or five billion meters, although his funds may be relatively small compared to the CIA or FBI, but this is definitely a huge number, and this is only a public number, so how many numbers have not surfaced, this is only known to God and their specific responsible persons.

Adam was an ordinary operative and intelligence analyst in the National Reconnaissance Bureau.

His daily work is relatively simple, just stay in front of the computer, drink coffee, listen to songs, stare at the screen, and see what is happening.

Actually, he didn't need to look at it. Because the National Reconnaissance Bureau has a giant computer that they nickname the fat boy, he will work with huge computing power to automatically study and analyze the data transmitted by satellites, and only when he thinks something abnormal will he provide these numbers to intelligence analysts like Adam to study them.

So Adam's job was relatively easy.

On this day, Adam was on duty again.

As usual, he sat bored in his chair staring at the screen, drinking coffee and listening to little songs, and flirting with the sexy little wild cat Christina on duty with him.

This Christina is also counted as his leader.

It is precisely because of the company of this sexy little wild cat that he enjoys this boring night shift life very much. After all, sometimes you can still get some benefits that men know about the little wild cat Christina, how can you say that such a night shift can bore him.

Just as the two were talking, Adam's computer suddenly sounded a sharp and long siren, and a satellite map popped up.

Like all the people of the United States, although they are usually a little loose, they are really serious and strict in their work.

Adam, who was still flirting with Christina a moment ago, scolded unhappily after hearing the alarm, and then devoted himself to his work.

"What's going on, what's going on." This is Christina also walked over Yan Sù asked.

"Judging from the number of satellites, it should be that there was a violent military conflict in this place." Adam said, pointing to a small bright spot on the satellite image.

"Somewhere." Kirstina asked.

"Wait a minute." Adam said.

Then he slammed his hands on the keyboard like a piano, and then hit the enter key with his index finger in a dashing manner, as if a pianist had finished playing the last note.

If she had been so dashing in her usual life, she would have attracted Christina to embrace her body emotionally, hugging each other and nibbling violently, but at this moment, both of their eyes were firmly fixed on the rapidly beating number on the computer screen.

Finally, after a few tens of seconds, the numbers stopped beating and turned into a line of red letters.

"Camp No. 4 in the mountains north of South Waziri."

"Isn't this the original Taliban training camp?" Christina asked, confused.

"Yes, but now it's a training camp for Dongdu, where more than a thousand people are undergoing military training, and one of my buddies is working as a military instructor there." Adam said with a smile, and suddenly he couldn't help but be stunned, scolded and said with a little worry: "Fake, shouldn't Pakistan have launched an attack there?" ”

"It's really possible, otherwise there would definitely not be such an obvious expression. Oh my God, there's something big going on. Christina sighed and urged, "Find out all the satellite pictures of this area today." ”

"What? Camp 4 in South Waziri is under attack, who did it, it's time for you to contact James to ask what's going on. A person in charge of the CIA in Nathan Mi couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the news.

You must know that he is specifically responsible for Dongdu's affairs, and it can be said that this Dongduku is one of his dogs and the capital for his promotion.

This time he also planned to send military instructors to train these East independence personnel, and it can be said that he was proud of it, and since the implementation of his plan, those East independence elements who have received rigorous military training have staged one good show after another in the Celestial Empire, and the Celestial Empire government has been in a mess.

For this reason, he also received an audience and commendation from Ms. Lassi, President of the United States.

But now that he heard that this camp had been attacked, how could he not be shocked, this is all his capital, where almost all the forces of Dongdu have been gathered, and they are all elite forces, but he still expects these people to give him an incident that shocks the world after receiving training.

"Go ahead, contact James for Lao Tzu and ask what the hell is going on." Seeing his subordinates standing motionless in front of him, he couldn't help but roar in anger.

"Head, James can't be contacted, all the people can't be contacted, it is estimated that there is more luck than luck." The subordinate said weakly.

"What." Nathan asked in a trembling voice, he could almost hear his broken heart dripping blood.

More than ten years of work was ruined like this, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the anger was getting bigger and bigger, and finally he could no longer hold back the endless anger in his heart, and kicked heavily on the desk, and the desk made of thick solid wood was kicked deep into a pit by him.

"Bang"

The dull loud sound of feet and desks colliding with each other frightened several of their subordinates and shuddered, and they were so frightened that they didn't even dare to come out, for fear that their boss would take their anger out on themselves.

After a long time, Nathan finally controlled his feelings, but the obvious rise and fall of his chest still showed that he was still in extreme anger at the moment.

"Order the Pakistani intelligence station to find out what is going on and who did it in the shortest possible time." Nathan commanded.

George Lorraine is the head of the CIA's intelligence station in Pakistan.

Although he is not a big man among the many intelligence station directors of the CIA in the United States, he is not even a VIP, but he is a pivotal big man in Pakistan, although he can't be said to be a man of his word, but there are really not many people who can ignore his words. He really enjoyed every day here.

There is the idea that Ning ** head is not a phoenix tail and has no interest in a group of highly motivated people, of course, it is also inseparable from the temptation of the passionate girl here, in Pakistan he can be said to live a romantic life as a groom every night.

Of course, as a person who has lived and worked in Pakistan for decades, he has long been integrated into the environment here, and it is really difficult to be able to do so well in a different place.

Considering these factors, he refused to be promoted back to the United States headquarters several times.

At this moment, he is hugging two sexy beauties and falling asleep, which is really a blessing for all people.

It was a sudden crisp phone ringing over there.

Because this guy exercised too hard in the first half of the night, he was still extremely tired at the moment, and he didn't react to this bell at all.

But it was a long-haired beauty sleeping next to him.

The man took the mobile phone, looked at the words she didn't know on it, she didn't dare to answer without permission, she pushed George Lorraine and said delicately: "Darling, phone." ”

"Well, who." George Lorraine, who had been interrupted from his dream, yelled very unpleasantly.

"I'm Nathan." Nathan's words came coldly from the conversation, and his cold breath could be felt through the radio waves.

"Nathan?" At first, George Lorraine was drowsy, but then he couldn't help but shiver, and the person suddenly became energetic, and then said respectfully: "Mr. Nathan, if you have anything to order." ”

Nathan is a man of the hour in the CIA, not only has a deep background, but also extremely vicious, almost all the people who oppose him have almost no good end, and the end of the dead and wounded and imprisoned can be said to be extremely sad.

For such a character, who is also the top boss of his own top boss, how can this be called disrespectful.

"What are you doing with this Pakistani intelligence station, I don't know if Camp No. 4 in South Wazili has been served, and you are limited to a week to find out the ins and outs of the matter." Nathan said lightly.

"Mr. Nathan, you know that the South Wazili area is the nest of the Taliban, and our intelligence agency personnel can't get in at all, and this week is really too short." George Lorraine muttered.

"Hmph, if you can't do it, someone will do it." George Lorraine didn't listen to his explanation at all, he said coldly and hung up the phone decisively.

George Lorraine, who was left alone with a sad face, sat on the bed in a daze.

ps:To be honest, this month's Jian Yun is really embarrassed to ask you for flowers.,The original promise of three more changes to two changes.,I'm really sorry.,But at present, the flower list is in a hurry.,Jian Yun has to be cheeky to ask for flowers.,The chapter missing this month is considered to be a sword rhyme owed to everyone.,I hope you will smash the basic flowers in your hands to the sword rhyme.,The sword rhyme is grateful.。 In order to show sincerity, I will pay back the previous chapter today, plus the number one, this month, Jian Yun still owes 29 chapters, I remember it.