In the United States, a building on East Avenue in Chantilly, Virginia, is the headquarters of the National Reconnaissance Bureau, one of the sixteen intelligence services in the United States.

When it comes to the CIA, most people are invariably impressed by its excellent espionage activities. However, just behind this intelligence giant, there is an unknown unsung hero, and that is the little-known National Reconnaissance Office of the United States, also known as the National Reconnaissance Office.

It is primarily responsible for intelligence gathering and is under the joint authority of the Department of Defense and the Central Intelligence Agency, with a senior civilian member of the Air Force serving as its director, and the rest of the staff mainly from the Air Force, the Department of Defense and the Central Intelligence Agency. Despite its name, the Office of National Reconnaissance remains an integral part of U.S. intelligence.

The National Reconnaissance Office relies heavily on its advanced reconnaissance equipment for intelligence gathering. The Office manages a wide range of advanced intelligence, meteorological and relay satellites, and the United States Air Force's 15 military satellite control stations, including three on the West Coast, one on the Colorado and two on the East Coast, are mostly used to support the work of the National Reconnaissance Office. Cameras on the satellites of the National Reconnaissance Office serve two main purposes, namely reconnaissance and surveillance.

Reconnaissance is mainly to find special information, and surveillance is to search for targets of interest in a large area. The two functions are usually mutually beneficial, but the main thing is to collect close-range, real-time intelligence and provide high-quality information images to decision-makers. For a long time, the detailed photographs taken by the satellites of the National Reconnaissance Office were considered technical myths. During the Cold War, satellites of the National Reconnaissance Office monitored the movements of the former Soviet Union and its allies.

From the Cuban Missile Crisis to the START negotiations in the '80s, the National Reconnaissance Office has provided policymakers with a myriad of accurate and fast information, enabling the United States to gain the initiative in many disputes. It is said that photographs taken by satellites located several hundred kilometers above the Earth can clearly see the faces of pedestrians on Red Square and the number of car license plates.

The director of the National Reconnaissance Office was once jokingly asked whether it was possible to distinguish a man from a woman from a satellite photograph, and the director affirmed: "It is possible to do this with high-resolution satellite photographs."

However, this investigation bureau does not conduct intelligence analysis, and all the information it collects is handed over to the CIA and 14 other intelligence departments for investigation and analysis.

Canglong and Snow Leopard, who killed a twelve-man seal squad and more than 20 special forces in Cuba, all fell into the eyes of the National Investigation Bureau's spy satellites.

The person sitting in the office in charge of monitoring saw the middle finger of contempt that Canglong made to them after he came out of the helicopter through the satellite high-definition camera.

To their surprise, there were only two people in one of their elite Navy SEALs, and their detection satellites had not found any trace of them before that, so much so that the information they provided to the CIA agents was safe, leading to this ridiculous battle.

"Take a picture and send it to the CIA." The person in charge of monitoring shook his head helplessly, but this can't be blamed on them, but the other party is too cunning to fall into their trap.

But they wondered, how did these two men's weapons be safely transported to that primeval forest in Cuba? Prior to the mission, they had received orders from the CIA to monitor the area and provide the SEALs with the most favorable information, but they had not seen anyone enter, let alone such a horrific weapon of destruction.

It's just that there is no such thing for them now, and it is not them who should have a headache, but the CIA, and it is their agents who die, and the Reconnaissance Bureau is only responsible for reconnaissance and surveillance, but not for action.

At the same time, in the office of the reconnaissance bureau, a brown-haired woman was looking at the information delivered by her subordinates with her legs crossed, her big eyes, straight nose, towering breasts, and slender legs, all the time revealing a seductive and sexy atmosphere.

"These stupid pigs." The photo in the middle of the information she held in her hand was the middle finger that Canglong compared to the satellite, but after the woman saw Canglong's appearance, her face changed greatly, but she didn't know who was scolding.

It didn't take much effort for the woman to take the Reconnaissance Bureau's plane to the CIA headquarters in Virginia.

This woman is the director of the Office of the Reconnaissance Bureau, and she is also the liaison officer between the Reconnaissance Bureau and the CIA, moving between the two departments, but her real identity is the intelligence officer of the General Coordination Agency of the Office of the Director of National Intelligence of the United States.

Many people think that the CIA is the largest intelligence agency in the United States and directly belongs to the US president, but since President Bush established the Office of the Director of National Intelligence, which coordinates 16 intelligence departments, he has completely replaced the director of the CIA and become the overall leader of the US intelligence community.

When the woman arrived at the CIA headquarters, the CIA's Operations Division had already received the news of the failure of the Cuban deal, and when Director Joy of the Operations Division saw the disdainful middle finger in the Chinese document, he immediately felt that it was a great shame, and immediately went to the Intelligence Division to ask for an investigation into the identities of the two men.

Judging from the photos, both of them are yellow-skinned, and they may be involved in the big country on the east coast, if this is the case, it means that the big country will go completely against them.

This operation was originally a mutually permissive flame-out operation, an unspoken rule tacitly accepted by several major countries, but who would have thought that it would make a mistake and bury two of their elite agents and a whole Navy SEAL team.

The other party even made a provocative move, how could they endure it?

However, when the intelligence service began to investigate through the world's most advanced system, they found that the information of both men was blank.

"Damn." Joey looked at the big screen in anger, "A bunch of rice buckets." ”

"It's not their rice buckets, it's that you offend people who shouldn't be offended." And just then, the door suddenly opened, and a woman walked in.

"Natasha!" Joey's face changed as he looked at this old rival, "Are you here to laugh at me?" ”

"No, Joey, I'm here to save you." The woman named Natasha said, "I don't know if the CIA still welcomes me, if I do, then prepare a conference room, I think you should hold a supreme military intelligence meeting, by the way, call your deputy director, Smith, too." ”

Hearing this, Joey's face was extremely ugly, looking at the woman in front of him, but it was not easy to attack, because her position was much higher than him, and she was also the intelligence officer of the Director's Office, at least today, when the CIA was constrained by the Director's Intelligence Office, he would never dare to have any disrespectful attitude towards this woman.

"You come with me." Joey said and left the intelligence monitoring room with Natasha, a middle-aged man who was nearly fifty years old, with a dislike for Natasha on his face.

Although Natasha is beautiful and moving, although she was also a CIA agent, and the word super must be added, the more halos there are, the more terrifying this woman is, she is the most amorous red rose in the eyes of men, and she is also the thorny wild rose in women's hearts.

"You're really not going to call Smith?" When I came to the conference room, it was only Natasha and Joey.

"If you're here to laugh at me, then please go out and turn right, and if you're really here to help me, then tell me who those two people are." Joey looked at Natasha with a grim face and said, "I'm short on time. ”

"Huh." Natasha smiled slightly, always with deep meaning, "It seems that you are ready to clean up the mess alone, but you will only make mistakes again and again." ”

With that, Natasha threw a stack of documents on the table and ignored Joey.

Joey glanced at Natasha with a slight hostility, then picked up Natasha's information and looked at it, the more he looked at him, the more frightened he became, until his face changed greatly: "Where did you get these information?" Why don't we have it in the CIA's database? ”

Hearing this, Natasha showed a sarcastic smile on her face: "It's not that there isn't, but your authority is too low, so I said let Smith come over." ”

"Hmph." Joey looked unconvinced, and then continued to read, if this information was not taken out by Natasha, I'm afraid Joey would think that this is a fantasy.

At the age of ten, he entered the Gurkha team of the British Special Air Service Regiment for training, and at the age of twelve, he followed the American Blackwater International Mercenary Organization to carry out the Desert Eagle mission, sniping countless Middle East troops in the Iraq War, and then served in the United States Navy SEALs, the French Foreign Legion, and the German Ninth Frontier Brigade

"Don't you tell me that this man was cultivated by our allies and ourselves? It's ridiculous. Joey looked at Natasha in disbelief.

"Incredible, isn't it?" Natasha still had a seductive smile on her face, "A lot of things are incredible, but haven't they happened yet?" But I have to correct you, it wasn't we and the allies who trained him, he was in our and the allies' special forces, it's just training, no one knows about his existence, as for his other information, I think you should ask Smith in person, of course, do you have permission to know, that's another matter. ”

Hearing this, Joy pondered for a moment and said, "You mean, someone is using our armies with our allies to train spies for them?" ”

"No, not a spy, but a killer, a killer of unknown origin, unknown identity, and unknown forces behind it." Natasha said, suddenly looking at Joey seriously, "The only thing we know is that he was trained in the most elite special forces in the world, and maybe even ..."

"What could be?" Joey's face was gloomy.

"You don't have the authority to know, you just need to understand one thing now, stop it immediately, and cancel all actions against him immediately, otherwise you will wait for him to kill him." Natasha sneered.

"Hehe, you can't help but underestimate the CIA, let me tell you, if you offend us, he will definitely die." Joey looked at Natasha coldly.

Hearing this, Natasha was silent for a while, then suddenly stood up and said with a smile: "Then I have to inform Smith, the big fat man, and ask him to prepare another candidate for the head of the operations department." ”

"You" Joey trembled with anger, but Natasha paced away, he sat in his chair, thinking about the information that Natasha had given him, he had always had a question, was it the person who helped this person get weapons into Cuba and attacked them?

"Could it be us" Joey suddenly had an ominous premonition, but he still made a call, "Special order, activate all the agents in Cuba, go all out to hunt down these two people, tomorrow I will hear the news that they are lying in a morgue bag!" ”