The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 580 Syndicate?Aideen?European conspiracy

"If you ask me, you promised too quickly just now. You have never met her before. She just gave her a lipstick and you believed it if she said it was important information. My God! How did you become an agent for so many years? My eldest nephew Luke who just entered the industry is not as good as you~"

On the streets of Austria, Ron followed Ethan and complained endlessly. An hour ago, according to what Ethan said, Ron accepted the USB flash drive that the female agent disguised as lipstick, and then threw her out of the car.

"I believe she won't lie to us. I've met that agent before. She saved my life." Ethan said, inserting the lipstick USB flash drive into the computer he carried with him, a structural diagram of a large building facility out.

"I think you are simply fascinated by his long legs. One thing to say, it feels really good... What the hell is this thing? The structure looks like a power station, but there are many more inexplicable things. thing."

"Inexplicable things, what exactly do you mean?" Ethan keenly found the point from Ron's words.

"For example, this," Ron zoomed in on a point in the structure diagram: "The sensitive information isolation facility is not connected to the Internet and is fully enclosed. It is impossible to intrude from the outside. It can be said that this is a data security safe, but I really don't understand it. Why does a power station do this thing, it seems that the chick is not lying, this power station is really weird."

"I see, it must be Aideen's secret stronghold or base, there must be something she wants us to know, so she let us go there, where is this power station?
"Morocco, well, I'll go buy the nearest flight ticket now." Ron said helplessly.

Morocco, located in the northwest of Africa, is an Arab country that believes in Christianity. Because it is close to the Sahara Desert, even if it is a port city, Casablanca is still full of yellow sand.

So when Ron and the others came to Casablanca, where the female agent had agreed with them on the USB flash drive, Ron plunged into the swimming pool of the villa, swam up to the female agent, and lifted him out of the water.

"Has anyone told you about this kind of unauthorized use of other people's swimming pools? How polite?" The female agent pouted dissatisfied.

"Of course, but someone told me that to be more polite to the savior, you should at least tell the name. What do you think?" Ron retorted not to be outdone.

"Isa Foster, former MI[-] agent, are you satisfied now? Have you hugged enough? If you hugged enough, can you put me down? This kind of lifting a lady without permission Behavior does not seem gentlemanly."

When Isa was swimming, she wore a black bikini without any patterns, but it was this simple design that perfectly set off Isha's perfect figure. She struggled twice symbolically, and the greatness on her chest followed. Shaking, but unable to break free from Ron's arms, he simply resigned to his fate and spread his hands.

But in Ron's view, this seemingly self-defeating action was a bit coquettish. Ron brought Isa closer, his face was almost pressed together, and looked straight into her eyes until she avoided Ron's gaze in a panic. Ron said jokingly: "But you just like this kind of ungentlemanly behavior, don't you?"

As he said that, Ron moved his face closer, and the blush on Isa's face became more and more obvious. Just when their lips were about to touch, an untimely cough interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere.

"Ahem... Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you, but I remember that we seem to have something serious to do here, right?" Ethan said with an embarrassed face: "We should be for the people in the power station. Something's coming, isn't it? Isa, can you explain now, what's in there?"

"There is an account book there, which records the identities of all Syndicate members, and Ryan was ordered to take care of that account book."

"Syndicate? Isn't it Aideen? I thought these two organizations were the same organization." Ron frowned, and began to doubt the beautiful female agent in front of him.

Compared with the female agent in front of him who he had known for less than two days, Ron was more willing to trust Finch, and according to the information Finch provided, the two organizations were obviously the same.

"Of course not." Isa shook her head: "We thought so at first, but after I lurked for two years, I discovered that the Syndicate is just a department under Aideen that is in charge of assassination, and the person in charge of this department is Solomon Ryan."

"Is this the person you're talking about?" Ethan thought about something, and immediately took out his sketch for Isa to identify.

Isa nodded: "Yes, that's him, he created Syndicate."

"Then where did he come from?"

"He was a British intelligence officer."

"Since Britain knows about the existence of Syndicate and Aideen, why didn't they tell the CIA all this?" Ethan couldn't help asking strangely.

In his understanding, the United Kingdom and the United States are allies, and information like this should be shared. This is how he shared intelligence with other allied agents before, and this is basically the case with the agents of the Five Eyes countries.

"Of course it's because they don't want people to know that the creator of the Syndicate is one of them." Ron's eyes suddenly became darker: "I'm afraid that Aideen has something to do with Britain, right? Or , have something to do with the plutocrats in old Europe?"

The current situation in China is that one superpower has many powers. As the unique world superpower, the United States is firmly in the hegemony position, while the originally powerful European countries have been beaten to the bone because of a World War II. Until now, they have not been able to fully recover from World War II. Step out of the shadows.

The United States, on the other hand, started by selling weapons, and joined the battlefield at the last moment of World War II, taking advantage of all the advantages. Since then, the country has never been better, especially after the death of the Soviet Union, it has no opponents.

If you want to say that these "OLD MONEY" in old Europe are not jealous at all, that is impossible. Although they regard the United States as the hegemon in their mouths and have to let their bodies be at the mercy of the United States, there must be 1 dissatisfied in their hearts. In their eyes, he was just a nouveau riche.

It is perfectly normal for these European lords who made their fortunes by plundering, to promise with their mouths, and to play dirty in private, not to mention the syndicate that is Isa's undercover agent, including Aideen after the heart syndicate. I can't get away from these European guys.

But what does that have to do with Ron?He is nothing more than a salary thief for the US tax department.

Ethan asked anxiously: "These are not the key, the key is how do we go in and steal that account book?"

"I feel like this is an impossible task." Yisha frowned distressedly: "This facility is hidden underground in a power station guarded by the military, and the only way to download this policy is through the central computer located here. Terminal, to reach this terminal, you need to go through the gate, the fingerprint elevator, and the combination lock..."

Following Yisha's narration, Ethan's brows became more and more wrinkled. The gate of the power station and the fingerprint elevator are two barriers. With Ethan's rich experience as an agent, it is easy to get past.

The most difficult thing is the combination code lock of the third level. This code lock is a corridor about 20 meters long. When someone enters the corridor, there will be two motion cameras tracking and shooting, comparing the visitor with the file in detail, and even accurately to walking posture and gait.

This kind of fine imitation, even if it is done by professional actors, requires a lot of training to complete, and Ron and the others are just agents.

"It's too difficult. If I really want to sneak in safely, I can only think of one way, which is to change the files stored in the computer and change the password to the way our people walk. In this case, it is inevitable. Dive into the water...Ron, is there anything you can do?"

In the middle of Ethan's speech, he suddenly saw Ron holding his mobile phone in a daze, and pushed him to ask.

"I think it's too troublesome to sneak in. Why don't we blow up everything here, and then we can find things from the ruins?"

"Blow it up? Are you crazy?" Ethan stared at Ron in disbelief: "Let's not talk about blowing up there, how much explosives are needed in total? Where can we find them? The defenders there are a big problem. They It’s not a display, we will let us do what we want, how do we plan to deal with these defenders?”

"You don't need to worry about this, I have my own way," Ron rolled his eyes and asked abruptly, "How much IMF funding do you still have at your disposal?"

"There are probably more than 300 million US dollars... Wait, why are you asking this?" Ethan realized something was wrong halfway through his words, and immediately stopped to question.

"What else can I do? Of course, hire mercenaries. Don't forget, this is Africa, a paradise for mercenaries, and it is also the place where mercenaries have the most serious price wars. Give me 300 million US dollars, and I will hire you." Everyone take this power station down."

"That's a good idea," Ethan's eyes lit up, but immediately dimmed again: "But Morocco is a powerful country in Africa, what kind of mercenaries would dare to confront them head-on? I'm afraid it may not be necessary to spend twice the amount. Can invite mercenaries who can defeat the Moroccan army."

"You don't have to worry about it, just leave everything to me." Ron patted his chest and promised, but he didn't pat his own chest. Yi Luo looked at Ron's claws helplessly, showing an angry and funny expression. expression.

"It just so happens that we can take this opportunity to take a break. We haven't had a good rest for a long time, right?" Seeing that Isa had no intention of objecting, Ron moved closer to Isa as he spoke, and hugged her very naturally. This time, Isa didn't even bother to struggle.

Leaning his head directly on Ron's shoulder, Ron took advantage of the opportunity to kiss her on the forehead, and secretly made a gesture to Ethan, "the adults will do things, and the children will go out to play by themselves".

Ethan was angry for a while, but there was nothing he could do about Ron. He could only walk out of the villa and walk around the streets alone, and return after Ron and the others finished their work.

At night, Ron left Isa, who was exhausted, to rest in the villa, while he and Ethan came to an inconspicuous small fishing village nearby.

This fishing village is very poor, so poor that it doesn't even have an official name on the map, but for Ron, it is a treasure land, because this fishing village has two features that are very useful to Ron, it is close enough to the power station, and The draft of the jetty is deep enough.

On this peaceful night, there was an old cargo ship parked not far from the pier. Ron compared the outline of the cargo ship with the photos on his mobile phone carefully, and made sure that he was the boat he was waiting for. Take out the flashlight and shine it on the opposite side.

Under Ron's operation, the light of the flashlight flickered according to the rhythm of different lengths, and then the searchlight of the cargo ship behind also recalled the same code, and the cargo ship moved slowly, and finally docked on the pier.

A black mass with only white eyes and teeth, a vaguely visible head poked out from the cargo ship and took a vigilant look, then stepped off the ship, and Ethan discovered that it was a black crew member.

The black crew looked back and forth between the two of them, and asked cautiously: "My fellow, did you find me the novel through Comrade Leng Feng?"

As soon as he spoke, it turned out to be an authentic Huaxia Shandong dialect, which shocked Ethan, who knew a little Chinese.

However, the more shocking thing is still behind, Ron actually shouted to the boat in the same authentic Shandong dialect: "It's me, it's me, come on, brothers, for the sake of fellow villagers, do me a favor, The money is ready for you, green dollars."

Ron took out a wad of banknotes that had just been taken out of the bank from his bag, and threw them into the black man's arms.

The black crew greedily sniffed the ink on the dollar, pretended to be reluctant and said: "It's mainly for the sake of old classmates, or if you give me money, I won't do this job. "

"It's also fortunate that you are looking for me. Our commander and I are alumni, both graduated from the Army Command Academy. From the accent, you are also from my side. Brother, which semester did you graduate from?"

Listening to Ron speaking the same dialect as himself, the black man couldn't help feeling more friendly, and began to take the initiative to make friends.

"No, I didn't go to school there. I just met Leng Feng. He taught me." Ron shook hands with the black man. We work? We will talk about the old days later."

"No problem." After hearing that Ron was not his alumnus, the black man didn't bother, turned around and waved at the cargo ship: "Brothers, start working."

With a "bang", the large hatch at the back of the cargo ship opened, forming an iron bridge on the pier. Doctor, it was only then that he saw clearly that the cargo ship was full of heavily armed soldiers!

Although they hold the same simple AK rifles as other African soldiers and wear the same cheap and inferior military uniforms, their spirit is not comparable to that of other African troops.

So many people hid in the cabin, yet they were so disciplined and did not make a sound. After hearing the order to leave the cabin, they also lined up in an orderly queue, marching in a uniform pace, and formed a neat square formation on the pier , the whole process did not exceed 5 minutes.

To know.Not all troops can achieve this kind of assembly speed, even if it is the US military!

Obviously, this is a combatable division with good combat effectiveness.

(End of this chapter)