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Chapter 199 Operation Hound
Brooklyn, villa.

Roy saw Sister Irina as soon as he entered the room.

Seeing Roy coming back, Irina said:

"follow me!"

Roy followed Sister Irina into the study.

Irina came to the window and closed the curtains. Roy came in later and closed the door of the study. Then he turned to look at Irina: "What happened?"

Irina whispered, "Just a few days ago, the organization's intelligence system received top-secret intelligence that people from New Hope would appear in Azerbaijan. According to the intelligence, an SS-25 intercontinental ballistic missile equipped with a nuclear warhead was secretly transported there, and New Hope was ready to receive it. Once they get the nuclear warhead, it will be a huge threat not only to the United States, but also to the whole world."

Hearing this, Roy narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking, why are you telling me this? Are you asking me to go?

Sure enough, what Irina said next surprised Roy.

Irina said: "The organization means to send you to stop New Hope."

hiss--

Roy gasped.

Roy's eyes widened with surprise. "Shouldn't special forces be deployed for this kind of thing? Or we can just send fighter jets to carry out an airstrike. At worst, we can notify Azerbaijan."

Irina shook her head slightly, "By then the Cerberus will be there. Whether it's Delta, the Green Berets, or the Navy SEALs, they can't be 100% sure that the nuclear warhead won't fall into New Hope's hands. You've seen what M-Hound is capable of. The other members of the Cerberus will only be more terrifying than her."

"In the morning, the highest decision-making level of the organization had already discussed the air strike. In fact, not only did we discuss the air strike, but the White House cabinet also discussed it. It is totally unfeasible."

"First of all, we cannot use weapons of mass destruction there. The most we can do is precision-guided strikes. But when it comes to precision-guided strikes, you have to consider one factor: the target of an airstrike is not a fixed building, but a movable one."

"Also, we don't have accurate intelligence on whether the SS-25 is at the abandoned Soviet military base mentioned in the intelligence. So even if we use precision air strikes, we need to send people to sneak in secretly and use laser illumination for high-precision guidance."

"Even if the warhead is blown up with precision guidance, it will cause huge problems. Once the highly concentrated radioactive material in the warhead leaks, it will cause a nuclear disaster. After all, it is too close to the goose."

"High concentrations of radioactive dust will spread rapidly to the northwest along the air currents and will soon enter Europe. You should be able to understand what kind of impact this will have on us if it happens."

Roy nodded slightly: "That makes sense..."

Irina continued, "As for notifying the local government, this is absolutely not allowed. No one knows whether they have been infiltrated by New Hope. Therefore, to be absolutely sure, we must send someone there in person."

"Give me a reason to send me!"

Roy stared at Irina intently.

"The Hellhounds won't kill you!" Irina said.

Roy understood, good man, you are taking advantage of my special identity, they will not kill me, so let me destroy their plan.

However, this is indeed the best solution.

Roy asked, "What do they want to do with the nuclear bomb?"

Irina said: "I guess they want to launch a large-scale attack that will shake the world. The target must be America and the organization."

Roy narrowed his eyes: "Can they launch SS-25?"

After a little thought, Irina said:
"Not sure. Normally, it's very difficult. They may not be able to get the nuclear codes. Even if they get the nuclear codes, even if they launch the SS-25 into space, the Goose side can activate the emergency self-destruct system to destroy the intercontinental missile."

"Since Asmodeus' death, the Asmodeus system has been paralyzed. Our contact with the KGB has been cut off. Now we don't know whether New Hope has obtained the launch code."

"So I guess they only want the warheads and then ship them into the United States through secret channels."

Roy nodded thoughtfully: "In this case, it seems that I have to go. Once that thing is detonated in the city, tens of millions of people will die."

Irina sighed softly: "Yes, so we must never let New Hope get the nuclear warhead."

"What's the plan?" Roy asked.

"To ensure that nothing goes wrong, you can't cross the border normally. The CIA will arrange a specially modified 747 disguised as a civilian airliner to parachute in when it passes through Azerbaijan on its way to Turkey."

Roy: "..."

"At that time, in order not to attract the attention of local air traffic control, you need to perform a high-altitude skydive at an altitude of 9000-10000 meters."

A row of question marks appeared on Roy's head...

He said, "I've never parachuted before. It's my first time, and you're going to arrange for me to jump at an altitude of 10000 meters?"

Selina said on the side: "There are still a few days before their transaction. We will arrange for you to undergo parachuting training and use some special equipment during these days."

Roy: "..."

"How many people are involved in the operation?" Roy asked.

"Only you..." Irina said.

Roy: "???"

"CIA's SOG secret force will be deployed on the Armenian border to support you. After completing the mission, you will go to the Armenian border to meet up with SOG. The CIA's local secret intelligence network will provide you with certain support. When the time comes, you will act according to circumstances." Irina said.

Damn, this sounds a lot harder than breaking out of a prison in Mexico.

"Selena can't come with me too?"

Irina shook her head: "No!"

Roy: "..."

"Any more?"

Roy said, "The CIA once sent someone to monitor me. Will there be any problems if I cooperate with them?"

Irina smiled and said, "I have already found out who in the CIA is sending people to monitor you. The organization has already dealt with him. Also, this operation was ordered by the president himself, so they dare not do anything tricky."

"All right……"

"Operation code name: Operation Hound!"

In the next two days, Roy underwent special training under the organization's arrangement, from ordinary skydiving to high-altitude skydiving, from the use of various special equipment to how to secretly sneak behind enemy lines to fight.

With the help of plug-ins, Roy quickly mastered these professional skills.

Departure day...

Roy boarded a 747 with the United Airlines logo painted on it. There were not many people on the plane, and all the passengers were disguised by agents.

As the pilot pushed the engine power levers, the four engines burst out with powerful thrust, and the 747 taxied on the runway for a distance before taking off.

After several hours of flying...

late at night.

The disguised passenger plane has entered Azerbaijani airspace.

The flight crew helped Roy put on his skydiving gear, including a fully enclosed helmet, an oxygen supply system, a warm suit, a main parachute and a secondary parachute.

You should know that at an altitude of 40 meters, not only is the air pressure extremely low, but the temperature is also extremely low. The average temperature is basically between minus 45 and degrees Celsius, so it is necessary to wear warm clothes.

The flight crew reminded: "You must look carefully at the altimeter on your wrist and try to open the parachute within 1000 meters of the ground, otherwise the probability of being discovered will greatly increase."

Roy nodded...

The infiltration expert next to him reminded him, "After landing, bury the parachute as soon as possible. There are clothes, pistols, satellite phones and microwave positioning signal transmitters in the luggage bag. The agents lurking here will find you based on the microwave positioning signals and take you to the safe house in Mingacheqiyur, where you can replenish your equipment."

Roy made an OK gesture.

Just then, the yellow indicator light in the tail cabin began to flash.

Pressure relief begins...

"We have arrived above the target, get ready!"

"OK!" The flight crew and infiltration expert beside Roy put on oxygen masks at the same time, and the tail door slowly opened.

The internal and external pressures gradually balance.

Roy stood on the rear hatch.

Outside, it was pitch black and the wind was freezing cold.

After a moment, the green light came on.

Seeing the green light, Roy jumped out of the cabin, and a prompt sounded in his mind:

[Skydiving: Skydiving proficiency +1] x5
Roy lay headfirst, with his legs together and his arms pressed against his sides, trying to keep himself at maximum descent speed.

The biting cold wind whistled in my ears.

In the darkness, a figure was like a cannonball, falling straight towards the dark ground.

7000 meters...

6000 meters...

4000 meters...

The local reports kept ringing in my ears.

To avoid mistakes, Roy checked the altimeter on his wrist to match the information in the helmet.

3000 meters...

2000 meters...

1000 meters...

Roy was still diving at high speed.

[Skydiving: Skydiving proficiency +1] x5
The ground proximity alarm sounded...

Roy suddenly changed his posture, adjusted his body to be flat, spread his limbs, used the air to slow down briefly, and then pulled open the main parachute.

The moment the parachute unfolded, Roy felt a strong pulling force, pulling him in the opposite direction of the air, and his speed dropped rapidly.

With the help of his eyesight, Roy gradually saw the ground clearly.

This is a mountainous area with dense trees. There is a dirt road in the valley, and the expected landing site is on the hillside next to this dirt road.

Roy pulled the parachute cord hard and maneuvered the parachute toward the hillside.

slam-la-

Roy's body made a sound when it touched the branches.

Since it is winter in the northern hemisphere, there are almost no leaves on the trees, and Roy finally lands on the hillside safely.

After landing, Roy pulled the parachute rope hard and found that the parachute was hung on a tree branch. In this case, no matter how much force he used, he could not pull the parachute down, because as soon as he exerted force, his feet would leave the ground and his weight would not be enough to support him to break the branch.

Walking to the tree trunk, Roy held the trunk with his right hand to stabilize his body, and pulled down with his left hand. Without any effort, he broke the branch that was as thick as his forearm.

He retracted the parachute, rolled it into a ball, and stuffed it into the parachute bag. He found an engineer shovel in another bag and began to dig a hole in the relatively hard soil.

The surrounding air temperature was -1 degrees Celsius, and the ground was not too frozen, so it was easy to dig. In just a few minutes, Roy dug out a paratrooper pit large enough to bury his equipment.

[Use engineer shovel: Engineer shovel proficiency +1]

[Digging the Ground Hard: Strength +1]

He quickly changed his clothes, threw all the equipment that needed to be buried into the pit, and then backfilled it with soil. After everything was done, Roy activated the positioning device.

While he waited, Roy checked the Glock, pulled the slide, loaded the bullet, and inserted it into the holster under his coat.

After waiting for a while, lights appeared in the distance on the dirt road.

The lights came closer and closer and stopped 30 meters away from Roy.

Hiding in the shadows, Roy saw three people get out of the car. One of them shouted in English toward the woods: "Jupiter!"

Hearing the other party shouting the contact code, Roy walked out from the shadows and came in front of the three people. Roy could see their faces clearly with the reflection of the car lights.

Judging from their facial features, they are obviously Azerbaijani, which means they are locals.

The few of them didn't waste any words and said directly: "Get in the car!"

After that, one of them opened the passenger door and motioned for Roy to sit on the passenger seat. Without any hesitation, Roy sat directly on the passenger seat of the SUV.

Although he didn't show anything on his face, Roy was already on guard against these people in his heart. Normally speaking, it was a bit unreasonable for an outsider to be airdropped and sneak in, and sit in the co-pilot seat.

On the way, the driver took out a portable wine flask from his arms and handed it to Roy: "The temperature here is relatively low, try our wine."

Roy took the wine bottle and unscrewed the lid. He smelled the scent and found it was vodka. He put the mouth of the wine bottle to his mouth, pretending to be drinking, but actually he used the tip of his tongue to press against the mouth of the bottle.

[Drug attack: Ibogaine +1] X6
Ibogaine is also a powerful hallucinogen. After the human body ingests it, hallucinations will quickly occur and the brain will quickly lose control of the body.

While pressing the tip of your tongue against the mouth of the pot, reach your hand under your armpit.

The next second, Roy pulled out the Glock from his armpit with lightning speed. Instead of shooting the driver first, he turned around and fired two shots.

Two locals sitting in the back row were shot in the forehead and died.

Seeing this, the driver reached out and grabbed Roy's wrist, and pulled out the pistol from his waist with his other hand.

How could Roy give him the chance to draw his gun? He used brute force to break free, and the black muzzle of the Glock directly hit the driver's temple.

"parking!"

The driver did not obey Roy's order. With the gun muzzle against his head, he suddenly twisted the steering wheel, and the out-of-control SUV crashed directly into a giant tree on the side of the road.

boom--

There was a loud noise.

The front of the off-road vehicle sank deeply, and in an instant, thick smoke came out of the engine compartment and flames appeared.

Since this broken car had no airbags and Roy was not wearing a seat belt, the strong inertia of the impact caused Roy's right body to slam into the passenger glove box.

[Damage received: Recovery +1]

Roy's current physical fitness is not to be underestimated, and his bone properties are not added in vain. Although the collision made Roy feel pain, his bones were fine.

On the other hand, the driver sitting in the driving seat had multiple fractures, his head hit the steering wheel, his face was covered in blood, and his consciousness was blurred, but he was not unconscious.

Taking a deep breath, Roy straightened up.

At the same time, Roy saw a pull ring appear on the driver's left thumb, and immediately thought something was wrong. He used his elbow to knock open the passenger door with all his strength, then pushed hard with his feet and jumped out of the car.

The moment his body hit the ground, a loud noise was heard behind him.

boom--

A ball of fire rose up...

Shaking his head twice, Roy turned over and looked at the SUV that was burning fiercely nearby. The high temperature was burning him.

[Burn: Burn resistance +1]

[Damage received: Recovery +1]

"How is this going?"

(End of this chapter)