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It doesn't belong to the CIA, it doesn't belong to the FBI, it doesn't belong to the NSA, it's a ghostly organization.

The group, led by Ethan Hunt, roamed the world and helped organize many incidents in the United States.

Ethan once bombed the Kremlin, a Russian landmark, and once climbed the façade of Dubai's tallest building with one hand. The arms dealers who once fought against nuclear bombs also saved the world from a deadly virus.

It is also to completely eradicate the world's secret organization 'syndicate'.

It can be said that Ethan Hunt is one of the few extremely good agents in the United States. He is capable, skilled, decisive and, more importantly, has the organizational skills to lead a team.

This time, the state has once again issued a mission, for the sake of anti-gravity materials!

"This time it's a heavy task!"

A week later, Ethan pulled his group members to his side and lived in a secluded safe house, and Ethan's tone was a bit heavy.

However, the faces of the other four were not so serious. The tasks that can be sent to the IMF are basically not simple.

The other four, computer specialist Bengui, explosives and electromechanical engineer Luthor, intelligence specialist Brand, and the last and only female member, Catherine.

Catherine has a very beautiful face, her strengths lie in her own beauty and rhetoric, and as for other skills, although they are good, they are not at the top.

"The location of this mission is in Huaxia!" Ethan knows that his team has experienced a lot of events and has completed them every time, so he is more and more confident, but this time, it is really very difficult.

"And it's in the capital of China, Yanjing!"

As soon as Ethan's two words came out, the faces of his four team members suddenly became very ugly.

If it's in Europe and the United States, or Africa, or South America, the task should be simpler.

Whether it's the CIA or the IMF, the least favorite mission is the one in Asia.

To put it more accurately, it is Huaxia's mission!

Because the congenital conditions are too disadvantageous!

First of all, there is the issue of skin color. The white race in Europe and the United States, and the yellow race in China, the difference between the two is simply clear at a glance.

Even if they have a 3D printing device that can change their appearance, and they can print a face mask that changes their face, the rest of the body can't change.

You can't cover your whole body, can you?

Secondly, there is the issue of language. Although the basic ability of the agent is to be proficient in the eight Chinese languages, and the Chinese language of China is also among them, the pronunciation of Chinese is very different from the emphasis of European and American languages, and it is easy to be recognized if you are not careful.

Both of the above points are because of the prerequisites. Huaxia's own security and defense work has doubled the difficulties again.

Doing tasks in European and American countries, the problem of weapons can be solved in many places. After all, the country itself is not strict in the management of equipment.

But in the country of China, the management of weapons is simply harsh for agents.

And this time, the target is Yanjing, the capital with the most rigorous defense in the whole of China.

Everything, there is no need to say too much, the team members can naturally comprehend.

After hearing the difficulty of the mission, Intelligence Commissioner William Brand walked to the screen in front of him and looked carefully at the specific and detailed mission this time.

Seeing that the team members were well prepared, Ethan nodded secretly in his heart, and then shifted his gaze to the focus of the task.

"Our mission is to recover any information we have about anti-gravity, including but not limited to anti-gravity energy, technology, materials, and so on."

As Ethan spoke, the picture on the screen was also changing.

Ethan stretched out his hand and pointed to the figure that flashed on the screen, and said, "He, Ji Zhen, is our primary target. Whether it is energy information, technical information, and material information, all of them are in his hands. ”

"The research and development data of the entire anti-gravity device are summarized in his hands. So, we can't hack into the lab, get our materials through the lab. ”

Intelligence Commissioner Brand nodded and said, "In other words, our target is this young man. ”

"Yes. If that doesn't work, we'll have to settle for the next best thing, hack into Huaxia's No. 5 Secret Laboratory, and obtain information on anti-gravity materials. ”

"Laboratory No. 5 is the only place where the most information is known except for Ji Zhen."

"Any other questions?"

"How's the other party's network?"

They are all some of the country's top agents, although the mission says that Huaxia has stolen their own country's information.

But this is only superficial work, and they know from their experience that this is a complete espionage incident that has invaded other countries.

It is not as righteous as the previous mission.

But as secret agents, justice has long since left them. Therefore, Ethan and the others also had no guilt, and carefully considered the keys to the task.

···

Africa.

Tanzania.

On the beachfront is a small shop on the beachfront.

There are a variety of surfboards outside the shop, and it should be a shop that rents and sells surfing equipment.

There was only one person in the store, and it was a white man.

The white man was neither burly nor tall, and did not give any sense of oppression.

On the contrary, he is a little smaller among the entire European and American race, and appears to be a little over 1.7 meters.

He greets the guests who come to surf on the beach one by one, and although he does not appear to be hospitable, he is also polite.

It's just that there is a deep sadness in his eyes that can't be dissolved.

Every morning, he can be seen running around the beach by the sea, and his even muscles are enviable.

In the evening, he would sit on the edge of the shop and watch the sun set slowly on the seashore.

this day.

As the sun sets, his store welcomes several uninvited customers.

The reason why they are uninvited guests is that in addition to the fact that the three people who came did not come for surfing, they had a strong smell on their bodies.

The smell of government.

And this smell, he is already familiar with.

It is the special smell of the CIA, the US intelligence agency, that this breath belongs to a dog, and once it is contaminated with this breath, it cannot be washed away.

He himself is no exception.

He silently packed up the surfboards outside the store, rinsed them one by one, and moved them into the store.

"Jason Bourne. We've got a clear part of your file, and if you can help us with this task, your file will be clear. We won't come back to you again. ”

The people who came were not here to talk about family life, but to directly state their own purpose, but also the purpose of the CIA and the purpose of the country.