Katyusha, who was enjoying herself in the hot springs, received a new mission newsletter from Melinda: "The proposal you gave back last time to prevent the United States from obtaining a large amount of nuclear fuel from the source has been approved by the top management of the organization. We've been keeping an eye out for this lately, and we've intercepted one from the CIA intelligence network. In North Africa, there is a country called Serrania, ruled by a warlord dictatorship. This country has a stockpile of 2 tons of weapons-grade highly enriched uranium, but it has encountered technical difficulties in the development of nuclear weapons, coupled with the lack of domestic finances and the turbulent situation, these uranium resources are like chicken ribs for the junta and it is a pity to abandon them, so they plan to sell them to the United States through our old rival CIA in exchange for conventional weapons and equipment and gold, so as to further consolidate their dominance in the country. ”

Katyusha continues to read the mission's description: "In seven days, a CIA official will come to the country for inspection and negotiations, and he will stay in a hotel in the country's capital. What we don't want to see is that if the deal is successful, the weapons acquired by the junta will be used to bloodily suppress the resistance of the people at home, and anyone who disobeys the rule of the junta has been bloodily slaughtered in the past, and will not be the same in the future. Moreover, the fact that the US side has obtained this batch of weapons-grade highly enriched uranium is not a good thing for us. That would mean that it would be possible to create a large number of nuclear fuel rods needed for the Raptor, which would pose a threat to our territorial airspace. So the purpose of this mission is very clear, to disrupt their deal. Get that batch of uranium feedstock. First go to the hotel and kidnap the agent, his name is Julio, and torture and interrogate him on the spot. Make their transactions impossible. The highly enriched uranium was then transported back by sea. Vulcan's ocean-going fleet will fully cooperate with you. ”

At the end of the mission brief, Melinda prompts, "The Order has ordered you and Hugh to arrive in Serrania tomorrow, and Demolitionist Louis and driver Olivia have entered the area first and are on standby. After you assemble, the mission is officially launched. Please tell each other. The organization does not have safe houses in the country, so the equipment needed needs to be solved by contacting local arms dealers on the black market. "Later, Katyusha received a photo of that official, the room number of the hotel in the capital of Serrania.

"There's a new mission." Katyusha forwarded the mission brief to Hugh.

Hugh frowned and looked at it for a while: "It is really a challenge to go to a war-torn country where the language is not spoken, to seize these two tons of weapons-grade uranium, and to deal with the CIA."

Katyusha walked out of the hot spring pool, put on a bath towel, looked back and smiled: "The more difficult the task, the more exciting and challenging it is, this time the nano insects should have room to play."

Hugh then got up and followed Katyusha. I only heard François's voice behind me: "I hope this little thing can help you, and I wish the mission a complete success."

Because the military junta of Serrania and the ** armed forces are in full swing, the airspace of the country is flooded with a large number of shells and missiles every day. Airports were forced to close and several domestic and international flights were cancelled. Even several flights from neighboring countries have changed their routes to bypass the country's airspace for safety reasons.

The first problem facing Hugh and Katyusha was how to enter the country safely and quickly. After thinking about it, you can only take a flight from Paris, fly to the nearest airport in the neighboring country, and then transfer to ground transportation to reach the country.

The second problem before them is the language problem, which is spoken by less than two-fifths of the country's population. The majority of the people speak Serranian and are unfamiliar with the country's geography and people, so there is an urgent need for a local guide to assist them in these tasks.

As they walked out of the airport in neighboring New Guinea, the answer to the second question unexpectedly appeared in front of them. In a vacant lot next to the airport bus stop, dozens of dark-skinned locals squatted in front of small signs of various sizes that read Serrania Guides, $100 per tourist per day, clearly marked prices, and honest transactions.

Hugh stepped forward and looked at them from head to toe, and a young man with a radiant look and a smile on his face showing a mouthful of snow-white teeth aroused his interest: "What's your name?" Do you speak English and the language of the country? Can you introduce yourself? ”

"My name is Kawam, and I'm a native of Serrania. I studied in New Zealand, and after graduating from university, I tried to find a job in New Zealand and worked in a restaurant for a while, but since the outbreak of the civil war in my country, I found that I didn't make as much money as a guide here, so I came back. Language is my forte, and I speak three of the country's languages, including Serranian and two local indigenous languages. The young man was smiling.

"How do I get to Serrania? By what means of transport? How do I get past the border checkpoint? What are the procedures? Hugh threw out a whole bunch of his concerns.

"Take the national highway of New Guinea and you can get there in half a day. My companion had a jeep at his disposal, and as for the border checkpoint, it was now under the control of government forces. If you want to get through there, you'll need to break the bank. Because I don't know what kind of currency the future government will issue as a result of the war between the two forces in the country. Therefore, the border guards have little confidence in the domestic currency, and they think that the dollar is more reliable. You only need to prepare $200, and he will let him go, and he won't bother you. Cavam explained in detail.

"The soldiers of a country are so bad that they don't perform their duties, don't care about the safety of the country, only think about making extra money, and have no confidence in their country, which shows how chaotic the domestic situation is." Hugh sighed, thinking inwardly.

"Okay, that's you." Acknowledging Kawam's candid enthusiasm and experience, Katyusha lifted her sunglasses.

"Thank you for your trust, I'm here to help you." Cavam said as he took the luggage from the hands of the two, carried it hard, and led the way in front.

The trio arrived at the airport parking lot and stopped in front of an old jeep with a travel agency's advertising slogan painted on it, but the paint had dried and peeled off, indicating that the car had been used for a long time.

When everyone got into the car, Kawam sat in the passenger seat, turned back to Hugh and Katyusha behind the car and introduced, "The driver is a good friend of mine who I grew up with, and he will take you to your destination." “

There is no air conditioning in the car, and the sweltering temperature is like that of a sauna, making people sweat profusely. The air was filled with a strong smell of gasoline that made your stomach churn. The old leatherette seats are old and cracked, and they are uneven to sit on.

Faced with this situation, Hugh and Katyusha could only say helplessly: "Take us to the nearby car market, and we will go and choose a car." ”

"No problem, stock up on extra petrol. The domestic gasoline supply is now very tight. It is controlled by the warring parties, and it is difficult to get it without a strong relationship. Kawaam gestured to the back of the car to a few barrels full of gasoline.