"Hasting left Salt Lake City, and our people followed him all the way to Cuba. We think Perseus should have hidden the Green Light nuclear bomb there."
Obviously, while Yang Tianyi was causing trouble everywhere, the black operations team was not idle either. After many days of hard work, they obtained some very valuable information.
Through the CIA's memory implantation technology code-named "MK-ultra", although Woods and Mason who were sent to Mount Yamanto to snatch the host only obtained an empty machine, through forged false memories and deep brainwashing, Adler From Angelina, also known as "Bell", a list of several important secrets of Perseus in the United States was obtained.
Among them, Theodore Hastings, a nuclear engineer living in Salt Lake City, Utah, USA, was confirmed to be a member of the list, and he also has a very special identity-the nuclear weapons consultant of the Green Light Operation Team. .
Although it is hard to accept, the CIA had to admit that Perseus most likely knew everything about Operation Green Light from the beginning. Through Hastings, a nail that has been driven deeply into the United States, their so-called strict secrecy is as ridiculous as a dispensable transparent fig leaf.
However, this dark particle that should be of vital importance to Perseus was activated not long ago, and he boarded a plane flying to the back garden of America with the confidential information and documents obtained in the team that year. Cuba.
According to the investigation of CIA agents stationed in Havana, the capital of Cuba, an abandoned government facility on the outskirts of Havana became active some time ago. Witnesses saw many soldiers and mercenaries wearing body armor or unmarked military uniforms. Walking back and forth in that manor-like government facility, all armed.
Combined with the news of Hastings' sudden departure, the black operations team was certain that the green light nuclear bomb that Perseus had in hand was most likely hidden there.
"I'm sure this was Castro's tacit approval."
Leza, the bomb disposal expert who was summoned, was sitting on a makeshift seat in an ammunition box with his rifle in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "We must be careful about the risk of intervention by the Cuban army. We who sneak in lightly are not opponents of the regular army."
Woods, who automatically ignored Leza's concerns, stepped on a broken radio and joked: "Whoever can kill that guy before me, I'll give him twenty dollars!"
"Who to kill? Castro or Perseus?"
Woods, who was choked by Leza's serious rhetorical question, glanced at him and said, "Anyone is fine!"
Unfortunately, Hudson, who was standing next to the planning board, was not in a joking mood. He glanced at the team members gathered around the planning board and said with a serious face: "We will never let him transport nuclear bombs to or from the United States. Cuba, it’s time to crush Perseus once and for all.”
"Everyone, please solve all the unresolved matters at hand. After this mission is over, we will not return to this safe house."
Adler, who was wearing sunglasses like Hudson, suddenly turned his head to look at Parker and asked, "How is your Spanish?"
"It's no problem in Spain, but when I get to Havana, it will be immediately discovered that I am a foreigner."
Shaking his head helplessly, Adler waved his hand to indicate to everyone present that the meeting could be dismissed.
After confirming that only Hudson and Parker could hear him, Adler whispered: "Is the nuclear bomb we dropped in London still missing? No clues at all?"
Parker took out the cigarette case from the inner pocket of his jacket and nodded while taking out a cigarette: "MI6 has done its best to track down the stolen Green Light nuclear bomb, but to be honest, I don't have much hope for them, especially After some people have become aware of your American plans."
"If this nuclear bomb was not snatched away by Perseus, then we would be in big trouble. There is a group of enemies who are more hidden than Perseus and are lurking in the dark with nuclear bombs. I have never dreamed of such a situation. !”
Adler only felt that the scar on his face began to hurt slightly again. This unprecedented and difficult situation made him, who had always been calm, begin to feel a little anxious.
As he said, if this second stolen nuclear bomb wasn't stolen by Perseus, who was it?
"Garland Young, do you trust him?"
Gu Hudson took off his sunglasses, tapped Yang Tianyi, who was on vacation on the planning board, with the temples of his sunglasses, and asked a question that had been subconsciously ignored by the group members.
Since even Operation Green Light can be infiltrated by Perseus, is there someone behind him in the Black Ops team?
"It's unlikely. Hasn't Yang's parallel world theory been confirmed by scientists? He has no conflict of interest with us, and there is no reason to help Perseus."
After hearing Parker's explanation, Adler touched the messy stubble on his chin that had not been trimmed for a long time. He looked sharply at the black and white photo with Yang Tianyi's face and fell into deep thought.
"Then we can only hope that it is really Perseus who did it."
Hudson also handed over a document in a timely manner, which contained relevant doubts he discovered after an in-depth investigation of Yang Tianyi's identity.
"We will still notify him of this Cuban operation, but the decision whether to come or not is up to him."
"Then let's do this for now, and we can discuss further plans after we get to the safe house in Cuba."
Adler felt that more and more clues and doubts were almost overwhelming his head, so he waved his hand and decided to ignore Yang Tianyi for the time being and concentrate on dealing with Perseus.
A few hours later, as the lights in the West Berlin safe house went out completely, all members of the black ops team boarded a special plane and embarked on a journey to Havana, Cuba.
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"Sir, the latest news from West Berlin is that the 'Hound' has departed from the airport."
In the shallow waters of a coastal town in the United States, a medium-sized ocean-going fishing boat was gently swaying in the gradually turbulent waves, and Reinhard, who had not appeared to cause trouble for a long time, was sitting on the side of the fishing boat, setting up the fish. Rod, looking forward to his harvest tonight.
The leisurely mood lasted until his subordinate hurriedly walked onto the deck from the cabin and handed a telegram stamped with a confidentiality seal into his hands.
"Haha, it looks like they are flying in our direction."
The manpower Reinhard deployed at several airports in West Berlin were all very good elites, and their quality was only better than that of Cassin, the leader of the Soviet intelligence organization who was killed by him.
And this tactic of casting a wide net without having to worry about insufficient resources or manpower finally paid off - the intelligence network that had cost tens of millions of Imperial Marks and various resources to establish began to show its sharp fangs. Today, even top-secret existences like the black ops team have become traceable in the eyes of the planning agency.
"Are you going back to the United States? It's unlikely. Perseus's problem hasn't been solved yet, and it's impossible for the other party to just come back empty-handed."
With thoughts flashing through his mind, Reinhard held the telegram in his hand and looked at the calm sea in the distance and a group of flying fish that soared from the sea from time to time. With the help of wing-like fins on their chests, these small fish can jump more than ten meters out of the water and glide hundreds of meters in the air.
Using their innate talents, they can often escape from danger in ways unimaginable by predators. Just like the elites of the Agency and the agents of the CIA, there are few hidden motives behind the endless means.
Suddenly feeling the fishing rod sinking, Reinhard quickly exerted force on his hands. After dealing with the hooked prey patiently for a minute or two, he removed a flying fish that was still flapping its pectoral fins from the hook. He took it off, looked at its shining silver scales thoughtfully, and after a moment threw it far away and threw it back into the sea.
"Let Adam change course, we're going to Cuba."
