chsdbacks Chapter 638 High Technology within the Organization
Chapter 638 High Technology within the Organization
Chapter 638 High Technology within the Organization
They continued to move forward and came to a spacious hall. However, there was nothing here except emptiness and size.
The light was very dim. Baijiushou patted Macallan's hands, quickened his pace, pushed open a secret door, and moved down the stairs.
Baijiu swung his arm and pulled out the card from the ID card. He reached into the card slot and read and scanned it.
The six-digit number at the bottom of the card is automatically calculated and displayed.
After the door handle turned green, Macallan and Baijiu looked at each other, and after nodding, Macallan gently pushed the door open.
As soon as he entered the room, he took off his hat and handed the card hidden under the hat to Baijiu.
Baijiu stood on tiptoe and placed the card above the monitor, then nodded slightly, indicating that he should take the next step.
McAllen placed the two briefcases flat on the ground, searched for the tools in an orderly manner, and took out the tablet.
Baijiu naturally took it in his hand, took out a slender antenna, and inserted it above the tablet interface.
I leaned against the wall and looked towards the intersection.
A guard was sitting in front of us. He had dull eyes and a sleepy look, with his eyelids drooping with difficulty.
"Ding-ling-ling! Ding-ling-ling!" The guard in charge picked up the phone impatiently: "Hello?"
"Five o'clock, isn't it?"
"It must be useful."
"He's finished his call," McCarron reminded.
Baijiu nodded, then Macallan raised a funnel-shaped device in his hand and shone it towards the corridor ahead, making a sound of dripping water.
"Stare!" McAllen made the sound with his mouth and used a funnel-shaped device to transfer the sound.
This is the organization’s newly developed directional sound delivery due to the particularity and importance of this mission.
Rum handed these techniques to Jiu without any hesitation and started the task directly.
The guards felt a little confused. How could a water leak happen in the Kremlin?
With doubts in his mind, he stood up from his seat and stood in front of the door next to him.
"Hmph!" He pushed the door open and went in to check the situation.
Seeing this, McAllen immediately took out the triangular instrument, placed it in the middle of the corridor, and pressed the red button on the top.
In an instant, the entire corridor was covered by a piece of gray cloth.
The material of this frame is made of carbon fiber mesh.
Baijiu placed the tablet flatly on the floor, and the fabric instantly became transparent, automatically eliminating the two people standing behind it.
The scene just now appeared again, and McAllen used his mouth to make the sound of dripping water again.
The guard came out and looked forward. The monitor above the triangular bracket immediately scanned his retina.
The cloth then generates a virtual image that conforms to the perspective in real time based on the tracker's eyes.
Then he and McAllen continued forward, slowly pushing the huge object to move to the next step of the mission.
The guard was observing the bathroom with confusion. He squatted down and carefully checked the water pipes to see if there was any leakage.
After the guard confirmed that everything was correct, he closed the bathroom door and walked out.
"Stare!" Hearing the sound of the guard closing the door, Baijiu and Macallan stopped at the same time.
The monitoring equipment above the triangle always remains level with the guard's line of sight.
McAllen wiped the sweat from his forehead and used the funnel to transmit sound again.
The guard turned his head and looked at the toilet again. He thought to himself, "Is there really something weird going on today?"
Baijiu raised two fingers and gestured forward. The two of them leaned against the wall and moved forward quickly and orderly.
Suddenly, Baijiu clenched his fists, and the two of them stopped tacitly.
Baijiu predicted the timing very well and stopped one second before the guard turned around, otherwise the device would definitely be exposed.
Baijiu stretched out his hand to wave to Macallan, he nodded, took careful steps, and stood behind the triangular support cautiously and quietly.
He picked up the tablet and held it in his hands. McCarron looked at the situation on the screen and stood up, scratching his face involuntarily.
At this moment, the camera just showed his head shot.
Baijiu immediately pushed him down, and a few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. If he had discovered it half a second later, the consequences would have been disastrous.
Baijiu held his arm tightly and looked at Macallan in surprise.
As if to say, you just stood up so gracefully? Standing in front of the camera so gracefully.
Baijiu lip-read and scolded: We almost found out!
McCarron knew that he had made a mistake, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously. He drank liquor to suppress his anger, and forced a smile to comfort his mood.
On-site modeling rendering replaces the real scene. Although this technology is still in the development stage, it has already demonstrated its powerful characteristics.
Once it is fully developed, I can’t imagine how powerful it will be.
He leaned over and patted McAllen. He came to the interface where the card was initially read, and the button above turned green.
Baijiu pushed the door open gently without a sound.
He opened a gap wide enough for his body to enter, and holding a weak radioactive light in his hand, he shone it inside.
Baijiu looked around, while on the other side, Macallan was lying on the floor, his expression tense at all times, observing the reaction of the guards in front.
Baijiu came to a counter, slowly lowered his body, and smoothed down the drawer until he reached the fourth row from the bottom.
He pulled out the drawer and placed the hat casually aside.
It contains a large number of microfilms, which can compress a large number of paper files into a very small volume, avoiding the risk of electronic leakage.
The purpose of microfilm is to save space and be easier to store than paper.
Many government archives and historical documents are backed up on microfilm, whose only drawback is that they are very eye-straining to read.
From the tightly arranged microfilms, he accurately took out the second to last row of the third column for disassembly and inspection.
Baijiu's expression froze, and he took a breath: "It's empty."
"It's all empty inside..."
“Ahhhhhhhhh!” A strange man’s ferocious voice came from the earphones, and the three of them listened carefully at the same time.
In a room, a middle-aged man with white hair sat right above a guard, his arms pulling back his neck.
A powerful elbow strike hit the guard's forehead. Suddenly, his vision became blurred and he lost consciousness and passed out.
He held the intercom and whispered, "Report position, leader."
"complete."
"Repeat, report position, leader."
The three of them were stunned. Vermouth, who was outside the square, couldn't help but pinch her nose: "Oh no..."
"Someone is deliberately exposing us..." Vermouth muttered to herself.
Bad things happened one after another, and everyone in the guard room heard the man's report clearly.
"Have you reached the archives room?" the man continued.
"Captain! It's the archives room!" A guard slammed the table excitedly.
"Let's go!" Dozens of guards inside stood up, picked up their weapons and left the house in a mighty manner.
Baijiu reacted immediately and prepared to notify McAllen to retreat.
Macallan stood in front of the liquor and said nervously:
"Someone is holding our channel hostage."