Chapter 56: The War of Spies (2)

Bayesk, as the core of the defensive line, was now completely shrouded in the clouds of war, and the soldiers, who used to wear military uniforms and contribute to the city's economy, were walking back and forth in droves on the streets with weapons, and few merchants dared to do business with such soldiers, so the shops were hurriedly closed.

Those who have a way to leave the city that is destined to become a battlefield have left the city long before the lockdown, and those who remain in Bayesk are either small traders who have no connections, or, like the Kadu family, who cannot be evacuated.

"Western Taste" has been in business, even if the market is depressed and there is no way to make ends meet, Western Taste has to open the door of the restaurant, leaving listless and panicked guys blocking the door-

The Kadu family can't run and can't run.

Because the current lord of Bayesk is Fried, the eldest son of the Kadu family.

Ahem, the former city lord East Window incident happened, and before the closure of the city, he was "convicted" and "demoted" to the city of Tram, which is thousands of kilometers away from Bayesk, as the city lord.

So Fried became the lord of Bayesk, and under the glorious power of the Crusaders, the whole family was nailed to the city to stabilize people's hearts.

"The god of light is above, bless the damned Chinese who can't beat Bayesk ......"

A young man with a western taste blocked the door, and after watching the big-headed soldiers who kept hurrying by, he prayed like a god he believed in.

When the other men heard the prayers of their companions, they were all gloomy, their roots were in Bayesk, and there was nowhere to hide but to wait here for the demonic Chinese army to kill them.

"The eldest young master is also exact, why should he be the city lord? If he hadn't been the lord of the city, we could have found a way to escape, but now we can only stay in the shop......" One of the fellows complained softly, because Fried was the lord of the city, and their group of Western-tasting buddies were sadly put on the roster by the army, and were told to continue to stick to the restaurant and ensure that it was open.

O dark god!

Is there such a business?

The guys are blocking the door and not allowing guests to come in!

"Second Young Master!"

The respectful salute of the guy next to him at this time made the young man who had just complained a thrill all around him, and after standing up in a panic by surprise, he couldn't wait to squeeze his body into the wall!

Oh my God, the second young master is a mercenary uncle who kills people without blinking - the young man who complained just now is trembling, waiting for the rainstorm to come, it is said that the mercenary's ears are very sensitive, and he can easily distinguish the wind and grass within a few tens of meters......

Arkansas saw that the young man who was complaining just now was shaking like chaff, but he gave birth to a faint pity - if in the empire, there are men who blatantly use force with the owner, where will it be like here, the strong owner can easily decide the life and death of the guy!

"Keep blocking here."

After leaving this sentence lightly, Arkansas left the restaurant, which made the stupid young man breathe a sigh of relief-the God of Light is above, and the second young master is a lot!

The streets were terriblely depressed, and the whole city seemed to fall into a dead silence on the closed shops. There are secretly watching eyes everywhere in the windows and in the cracks of the doors, and the citizens who are uneasy about the future can only nest in their nests like foolish birds, desperately waiting for the horror to come.

The shops of the whole city were paralyzed, but there was one street where business was even more prosperous.

Arms Street!

The panicked citizens recognized the propaganda of the crusaders, thinking that having weapons in their hands would protect their safety after the war came, but they did not know that if they really entered the street fighting, the civilians with weapons would be eliminated by the soldiers as enemies!

"O ignorant man......"

The bustling Arms Street made Arkansas sympathetic to the wisdom of the townspeople, and reminiscent of the Empire's mockery of theocratic foolishness, and Arkansas felt more and more that the Empire's universal values were correct.

With this mindset that everyone is drunk and I am alone, Arkansas walked into a gun shop called "Uncle Boss's Weapons Shop".

The store was full of people, and there were at least twenty customers in the store of more than 50 square meters, and the lifting of the arms ban and the imminent war made the owners of the weapons shops make a windfall - and the army seems to have made a small fortune with it.

"I want a set of monitoring magic arrays without castration, military!" Arkansas went directly to the old man at the cashier and said his code.

"There is no military use in the shop," the old man's shoulders shook slightly.

"Ten times!"

"The shop doesn't."

"Eleven times! Up to that! ”

"Double it again!"

"Are you sure you double?"

The old man shook his head, then called a fellow and motioned for the fellow to take the guest to the basement.

Finally put an end to this set of bad taste codes!

The code is disgusting, and Arkansas always feels that the guy who designed this code must have fallen into the eyes of money.

Turning from a house to at least ten meters above the ground in the basement, the basement covering an area of at least more than two hundred square meters did not surprise Arkansas, a big man replaced the guy who led the way, without saying a word with Arkansas to the suite, unknowingly opened the mechanism, the wall of the suite opened, and there was a staircase that made people's scalp tingle.

The dim light source made the deep staircase seem unusually deep, and the big man made a gesture of invitation, motioning for Arkansas to enter.

"The ...... of pretending to be a ghost"

Arkansas silently sneered and strode in, then the wall closed, and Arkansas walked down the stairs as he adjusted to the dim light source.

The stairs have always been facing downward, and after Arkansas silently walked nearly a hundred floors, his eyes suddenly opened up, and an armory room of about 80 square meters appeared in front of him.

All kinds of high-end and high-grade weapons are placed in the armory room like works of art - the god-killing sniper rifle made in the empire is impressively among them, although it is more than ten years behind the 3rd generation, but the prestige of the god-killing people, who does not know who plays with firearms?

"Interesting......" Arkansas silently praised.

The armory room in front of him made his previous pretending to be a ghost a joke, and even if it was discovered here, he would only sigh at the unpredictability of the store's ghosts, and would not associate it with another layer of use.

Let's say –

A top-secret place to communicate.

A man in his thirties was concentrating on fiddling with a pile of parts, and from the appearance of the parts, Arkansas speculated that it should be the legendary assassin - a very famous spy weapon, a super small caliber, super powerful, super strange appearance of the three super weapons!

The assassin is customized according to the disguised artifact, because of the strange disguise prototype, the structure of the assassin is also very different - for example, a chestnut, a guitar inside the custom assassin, must be attached to the entire guitar structure, but also to stand up to scrutiny, even if it is opened by someone can not find suspicious points, if you don't have enough experience, if you want to assemble it, it is difficult to climb to the sky!

However, the pair of parts in front of me is only a few dozen, which should not be a particularly complex and rare type.

Arkansas's arrival didn't make the man who was fiddling with the parts get up, and Arkansas laughed at the old-fashioned dismount, sat down casually, and watched with relish as the man wiped his weapon.

It's nothing more than showing off your skills!

Show you!

I heard that this trick was all played by the commander when he met with his unruly subordinates, Arkansas wanted to see how this guy in front of him could play!

He is not a subordinate, but the newly appointed head of the Bayesk intelligence group!

The team leader who came down with the order of the Military Intelligence Agency is not a subordinate of this group of turtles who have been nesting in Bayesk for many years!

I'll see how you keep playing!

With a bit of elusiveness, Arkansas watched the guy in front of him perform with relish, and slowly chewed on Tristan's file again.

The highly talented students of the Third Secret Service Academy, who had never hung up a signboard, were the elite who solved the spy case of the General Staff within one year of joining the company, and later for some unspeakable reasons, they were transferred to the Bayesk Intelligence Group, responsible for intelligence collection, and in the past ten years, the Bayesk Intelligence Group has developed into almost the size of an intelligence station.

Definitely a tough guy to!

Arkansas flashed the advice of his boss before leaving, and continued to watch Tristan's performance.

Surprisingly, Tristan fiddled with the spirit of the spirit without saying a word for two hours, but after two hours, he still did not complete the few dozen parts in front of him, and he did not even assemble the outline.

Arkansas is not a fool, he did not clap his hands like a fool and tell the truth:

Come and see, this guy won't assemble.

He continued to maintain his high spirits, observing carefully as if he was observing the teaching of his predecessors, and he was more solemn than the appearance of a scholar listening to a class.

In fact, Arkansas was also wondering what kind of utensils this was suitable for, and after looking at it for so long, he didn't have a clue.

Agents are never short of patience, Tristan is like that, and so is Arkansas.

So two hours flew by......

Both sides were silently "confronted", and both had a feeling that it was difficult to ride a tiger.

Tristan surprisingly opted to throw in the towel, even though he initiated the ill-intentioned dismount.

"Sir, you should be able to assemble him, right? The subordinates are really incompetent. ”

Although Tristan was the first to break the silence, he was dying, and it was as if he continued to give Arkansas a dismount.

"It's ...... Do you want to embarrass me? ”

Although Arkansas knew that Tristan did not have a good heart, he did not refuse, and for unruly subordinates, a boss who did not even dare to try would never win their true respect!

Arkansas stepped forward, and without politeness or prevarication, spread out the messy parts.

"The more parts of the assassin, the more complex the shape, from another point of view, the more sophisticated the camouflage artifact it is embedded in, but no matter how many parts, what we have to do is to estimate its outline first, and then continue to fill in small parts according to the outline, although there will be errors and omissions, but don't rush, take your time......"

Arkansas was operating while recalling the words of the instructor at the beginning.

It is not difficult to guess a prototype from dozens of parts, but there is always a gap between theory and practice!

When it came time to actually do it, Arkansas quickly overturned his guessed prototypes, he guessed guitars, violins, etc., and although the rough outline was echoed, the missing parts made the outline always imperfect!

No, neither!

Although Arkansas was a little anxious, his heart was not disturbed, but he continued to try.

It wasn't until he suddenly had a flash of inspiration that he came back to his senses.

"It's !!"

Tristan looked strange, and after looking at the not cumbersome structural parts, he felt more and more that his conjecture was correct.

Wow!

Arkansas scrambled the parts that had been fiddling with for a long time, "I'm sorry, I can't do anything!" ”

"A very immoral trick ......"

Arkansas, who was almost pitted by his subordinates, had palpitations, and this set of parts in front of him should be one of the legends of the Military Intelligence Agency: the pit!

A very boring master has come up with a set of assassin parts that are not very complicated, if you don't get home, don't think about assembling them, if you get home, you can stupidly assemble it into at least three outlines, and the real master will find that no matter what you assemble it into, there will always be one more or one less part - the legendary big pit, the big pit of countless masters!

Just imagine, when you triumphantly assemble a certain set of powerless assassins, and accept everyone's sycophants and pretend to be proud, suddenly someone tells you:

"Sorry, you made a mistake!"

How to enjoy the taste of that slap in the face?

"Luckily, I'm serious...... Have good professional skills......"

Arkansas muttered silently to himself, then looked directly at the culprit: "If that's what you're for, congratulations, you've reached ......"

Tristan didn't expect that the leader of the peache-picking team really had a hand - not all people could find the "pit" and jump out in time, in fact, the main reason why the "pit" was able to repeatedly pit people was because of the self-confident masters it targeted.

Tristan's purpose is obvious, and I just want to tell you the facts that the secret agent business, like this pile of parts in front of you, when you think you can do it, you are actually the smug pen.

Well, to put it another way:

If you don't have professional cultivation, then pick your peaches honestly, and don't point fingers to interfere with normal operation - the peaches are yours, we admit it, but your self-righteous fingering will fall into the pit.

But the sad thing is that someone found the problem in time, and simply expressed his incompetence and powerlessness, the underlying meaning: I am quite clear about my ability, and I can eat as much as I eat in a few bowls of rice, and then the rhetorical question is to say:

If you want to exclude me from the system with this, well, you win.

But another threat is unusually obvious: will the intelligence group of the independent kingdom of Bayesk, which cannot be splashed by water, win?

Tough!

Both men in the Chamber of Secrets have given such a definition of their "opponent".

"There are no wins or losses...... Sir, we are all in the service of the big picture. "Tristan's numbers have put an end to the turmoil of new officials taking office, and they have also expressed their attitude clearly!

Commander - subordinate!

"Hoo ......"

Arkansas breathed a sigh of relief, to be honest, if he hadn't been well-informed, he would have been embarrassed today - the position of this team leader would be mysterious, the strong dragon did not suppress the head snake, how could he surrender to the intelligence group that looked down on him?

Chapter 57: The War of Spies (3)

Since he acquiesced in the position of his subordinates, Tristan had to honestly report the strength of the intelligence group to Arkansas - the headquarters only had information about the personnel in the file, and there was only a rough estimate of the strength, how could Tristan know?

"Sir, there are currently a total of 9 members in our intelligence group, but because of the rescue operation not long ago, four people, including me, have been seen, and I will report the identities of the other 5 to you separately."

"In addition, the members who are not in the formation, I mean those who can be trusted, there are a total of 35 people, before we had an action team that was not in the formation, but during the rescue operation, 7 people were killed, another 4 people were exposed, and now there are only 5 people left."

"As for firepower, you don't have to worry, under the management of our predecessors, we can fully arm a reinforced company, but the problem is that there is a shortage of manpower, if possible, I would like you to apply to the headquarters for permission to dock with the CIA team in Baiesk."

In fact, the CIA is the largest intelligence agency in the empire, and the CIA, which is dedicated to foreign affairs, involves all levels of military, political and business, and its huge intelligence network is far more terrifying than that of the military intelligence bureau that only serves military intelligence.

However, not long ago, the Central Theater Bureau of the CIA was paralyzed, and the intelligence officers from the Imperial Guard Intelligence Investigation Bureau had to suspend the activities of all agents under the Central Bureau for the sake of safety, and slowly screened the huge special intelligence, while the rest of the intelligence systems consciously closed the window to the CIA.

Of course, this may seem to the people below, and it may be the damn political struggle that led to all this, so Tristan naturally suggested to Arkansas:

"Sir, as far as I know, the CIA has laid out several 'solid' nails in Bayesk, and there are even people who hold a certain amount of real power and have a certain strength in the city guards! If they helped, we wouldn't have had any problems with the action! ”

Gen Hongmiao is talking about agents like Arkansas, so he was fortunate enough to participate in the investigation of the CIA's Central Bureau, and the huge shadow still chills him - the top of the Central Bureau is almost rotten!

Subconsciously rejected the suggestion of the subordinate who had just returned to his heart, and after seeing Tristan's inexplicable look, Arkansas knew that he wanted to be crooked, and had to explain obscurely: "The CIA's water is very muddy, you can't get it, you can see the light if you get it!" ”

What are agents, especially hidden ones, most afraid of?

See the light!

Tristan subconsciously gasped in disbelief.

"It's true, otherwise why do you think the CIA was purged before the war?" Arkansas is also a little afraid, in terms of intelligence, the two major arms that the army relies on are the CIA and the military intelligence, and the MIA is far less useful than the CIA because it only involves the military.

Tristan frowned, if the CIA can't be relied on, then how to complete the mission of the peak?

"Don't worry about manpower." Arkansas saw his subordinates tangled and revealed something, "How much do you know about the situation of the Divine Guard and the Shadow Hand in the city?" ”

"The Divine Guard Bureau and the Shadow Hand have been active during this time, but our intelligence team is still out of their sight for the time being because they have not carried out operations," Tristan paused: "It's just that once they start an operation, they have a keen sense of smell and have the advantage of manpower and location, so it should be easy to detect us." ”

Speaking of which, Tristan was a little curious about the mission that Arkansas brought down - Arkansas came with a mission, he thought that Arkansas was to pick peaches, and the task was pure nonsense, so it can be seen that after knowing Arkansas's decisiveness and level, Tristan would never think that such an elite would have a simple mission.

"Looks like we're going to have to clean up the Guards first...... Arkansas muttered, and seeing Tristan's confusion, he revealed the task:

"Our mission is to instigate a rebellion against the city guards."

Rebelling against the city guards?

Tristan was taken aback.

The 308th Division and An Luo are legends in the secret service world, but the premise is that there is a nail like An Luo - even if there is, under the noses of the Divine Guard Bureau and the Shadow Hand, the difficulty of completing the rebellion is probably equivalent to ascending to the sky.

Although the city guards do not belong to the crusader system, the current Divine Guard Bureau and the Shadow Hand are simply the appearance of being bitten by snakes for ten years and afraid of the well rope, and the degree of monitoring of the troops is outrageous.

"Rest assured, we have nails, nails deeper than Ann Rhodes!" Arkansas can't reveal his identity at the moment, so Iris can only continue to hide, after all, out of selfish considerations, Arkansas doesn't dare to show his family's attributes.

Even Tristan can't be trusted!

This is a matter of his family's safety, not a child's play!

"You can find a way to get in touch with the officers of the city guard, and we will distinguish and study them and find out who can be wooed."

Unlike the Crusaders, the members of the City Guard came from the local area - Bayesk was a big city after all, and although the number of citizens settled in the city was not as good as that of a city of the same level, it was enough to gather a base of 2,000 city guards.

The many generations of predecessors of the Bayesk Group did not do their homework in vain, in fact, there was an Imperial Army agent in the city guard, and Tristan easily reported a list of names, two of which were specially marked.

"They should have something to do with the CIA."

It's easy to notice this, the CIA's funding is dozens of times more abundant than that of the military, and it's easy to win over people under the money offensive - through clues, these rich-rich officers can easily get into Tristan's eyes.

Speaking of this, Tristan muttered: "I always thought that this was because Bayesk was not under the focus of the Divine Health Bureau, so these stupid guys were not exposed, and now it seems that someone really deliberately ......"

"Sir, we must divert the attention of the Divine Guard Bureau and the Shadows, or we will be easily targeted for rebellion."

"I'm in charge of figuring out the Divine Guard and the Shadow Cubs," Arkansas took over the task of exploring, "Are you sure that the action team in your hand will take out the puppies?" ”

"It's hard," Tristan confessed, "they're not a special squad in the bureau after all." ”

"Then find foreign help!" Arkansas said: "I'll find a way to apply to the bureau, and what we're going to do at the moment is two things: first, get as many puppies out as possible!" Second, prepare for the rebellion, try to prepare for the rebellion, and pick a target that is easy to control. ”

(This was yesterday...... The addition continues to chapter 6, and the 4,000-word chapter is two chapters, not one. ）