On the complex chessboard of the contemporary international situation, all forces are fighting openly and secretly, and a spy war without gunpowder is quietly staged in the secret corner of the world.
The Steindiesia Satellite Base, a huge building located in the Eastern European plain, looks ordinary on the outside, but actually carries an extremely important mission of aerospace and communication. It is the focus of attention of many national intelligence agencies. It hides countless secrets inside, attracting those who are ill-hearted to take risks and keep the guardians on guards always on their guardians.
On a sunny morning, the warm sunshine unreservedly shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the spacious and bright office area of ​​the satellite base. The staff here are as usual, devoted themselves to their intense work. The keyboard typing sounds one after another, like a busy music; the low communication between colleagues, occasionally accompanied by a few chuckles, adds a touch of life to this serious work environment. Such daily scenes are a portrayal of the stable operation of the base and a testimony of their silent dedication to the aerospace cause of the country and all mankind.
However, a sharp and harsh sirens suddenly sounded, breaking the tranquility and harmony in an instant. The originally orderly office fell into an extremely tense atmosphere, and time seemed to have frozen. Everyone stopped their work and raised their heads in horror, their eyes full of doubt and uneasiness, trying to figure out what this sudden alarm meant.
In the technical maintenance area, a full-hearted bald guy is focusing on debugging a key equipment. His name is Alex, and he is one of the most dynamic and potential members of the technical team in the base. He heard the alarm, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes. As a technician, he knew that the sound of the alarm may indicate that the base has encountered a serious technical failure, or worse, an external threat. He quickly put down the tools in his hand, stood up, and walked quickly towards the direction of the electric box without hesitation. In his cognition, his duty is to find out the cause of the alarm as soon as possible, and quickly solve the problem to ensure the normal operation of the base.
Alex had just taken a few steps when a bit of cold and pissed sound suddenly sounded behind him: "Put down the gun, kneel down, hurry up!" The sound seemed to be wrapped in the cold wind of the cold winter, with a terrifying deterrent force. Alex turned his head in shock and saw a tall and cold-faced man holding a gun in his hand, and the black muzzle was steadily aimed at his head. The man's eyes were as cold as frost, as if he could freeze all vitality, and his face was full of fierceness and unquestionable momentum.
The man was Pavel, one of the core figures of this secret operation. He sneaked into the satellite base with a clear and dangerous mission, with careful planning. Pavel's face was full of perseverance, which was a look tempered in countless dangerous missions. He shouted loudly again, his voice full of impatientness and threats: "I said let you kneel down, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, raise your hand up!" Each word was like a cold bullet, shooting at Alex.
Under this sudden threat, Alex's body trembled slightly involuntarily. His brain suddenly became blank, and his heart was filled with fear and doubt. He didn't understand why this strange man suddenly appeared here and issued such a terrible command to him. But at the moment when his life was seriously threatened, the instinct of survival made him kneel down slowly, raised his hands high, trying to show to the other party that he had no intention of resisting. His eyes were full of helplessness, as if a lamb to be slaughtered, trembling in this dangerous situation.
Almost at the same time, colleagues in other offices heard the sounds, and rushed out from all corners and rushed towards the computer room. Their faces were concerned and worried, eager to figure out what was going on. However, what awaited them was a more terrifying scene. Artem and Peter Renko suddenly appeared in front of them like ghosts emerging from the darkness, holding guns, with cold and vigilant eyes, as if they were ready to shoot at any time. Everyone was so scared that their faces turned pale as paper, as if they were covered by a layer of frost. Their bodies were trembling involuntarily, and they hugged their heads with their hands and squatted on the ground. In just a few minutes, the entire computer room was completely controlled by these uninvited guests. The air was filled with a breath of suffocating tension and fear, as if time had frozen, and every second became extremely long.
"Satellite Control System!" Pavel shouted at Artem, his voice full of eagerness and command, as if the whole world was rotating around his goal. After controlling these base members almost the same, Artem and Peter Renko quickly walked towards the direction of the satellite control system. Their steps were rapid and firm, and each step seemed to be on the edge of life and death. Artem's eyes revealed a kind of fanatical persistence. He knew the importance of this mission and understood that once successful, it would bring great benefits to himself and the forces behind him. Peter Renko seemed even more calm. Her eyes were filled with wisdom, and she operated the equipment in her hands in an orderly manner to ensure that every step was accurate.
Pavel continued to stay where he was and said viciously to those who were squatting on the ground: "Don't look up! If anyone dares to move, don't blame me for being rude!" His voice echoed in the computer room, like a roar of a demon, making everyone feel frightened. His eyes swept across everyone one by one, and the cold gaze seemed to penetrate people's hearts, making everyone who was watched couldn't help but shivering.
After a while, Atm and Peterrenko connected their phones to satellite systems and began a series of unpredictable operations. Their fingers quickly clicked and swiped on the screen, revealing concentration and tension in their eyes. The input of each command may change the direction of the entire action and are also related to the fate of countless people.
While operating, Peter Lianko looked at the phone screen to report the progress: "The software sent by Montgomery is being uploaded." Although her voice was stable, her slightly trembling tone still revealed her inner tension.
Fahard, who stood behind Peter Renko, whispered softly: "Let's see if he is useful? Or are we just wasting time." His voice was filled with a hint of doubt and concern. After all, the risk of their operation was extremely high, and any small mistake could lead to a loss of the whole game. This operation has invested a lot of resources and energy. If it fails in the end, they will face unimaginable consequences.
Pavel looked at Artem who was stunned by the side and seemed to be observing the dynamics of the screen, and said dissatisfiedly: "Atem, don't stare at me, work quickly! Time doesn't wait for anyone!" His tone was full of anxiety and anger, as if he was blaming Artem for his inaction. In this tense moment, every second is extremely precious, and any delay may put them in a more dangerous situation.
Meanwhile, in another secret stronghold, Kechuan and his team are conducting a deeper interrogation of the young man he had caught. The young man was named Jack, who was originally an ordinary technician, but was accidentally involved in this huge conspiracy.
Jack looked at the people around him with serious and confusion, knowing that since he had confessed, there was no need to hide it anymore. A trace of helplessness and despair appeared on his face, as if he was telling an unavoidable fate. He took out his computer and prepared to introduce it to everyone in more detail.
"They want a malware to crack the control system I installed. They want to enter the ghost satellite, and the target is Sobaka." Jack's words shocked everyone. What kind of conspiracy is hidden behind this mysterious plan? What does the ghost satellite and Sobaka mean? These questions are like heavy mysteries, pressing on everyone's heart.
Shakova looked puzzled and couldn't help asking: "Why is this satellite so important? What is Sobaka?" Her eyes revealed fear and curiosity about the unknown, as if she was looking for a trace of light in the dark. She knew the importance of satellites in modern warfare and intelligence collection, but this ghost satellite and Sobaka had never heard of it, which made her feel uneasy.
Jack pointed to the computer and said disdainfully: "Ask you guys, I only know that your gangster agents plan to razor there. I am just a small character, they have taken advantage of." His tone was full of resentment and helplessness, as if he was complaining about the injustice of fate. He originally wanted to live an ordinary life, but because of a wrong choice, he fell into this dangerous vortex.
Chetri looked at the computer next to him and then asked: "We need to know the frequency of satellites. Only by mastering the frequency can we find a way to deal with it." His eyes revealed firmness and confidence. As a technical expert on the team, he believed that as long as he found the frequency, he could crack the enemy's conspiracy.
Jack explained: "You can't connect to satellites here, so they run into the building and plug it into the hardware. This is the most direct and effective method, but it is also the most dangerous."
But Chetri said with great certainty: "We don't need to insert it. I have other ways to get the frequency." His eyes revealed confidence and firmness, as if he was showing everyone his wisdom and ability. He had conceived several possible solutions in his mind, waiting for further verification.
Jack looked at Chetri with a look of conceit on his face and said, "Listen, I know you are a pretty little cutie, and everyone likes you very much, but this is my expertise, I must be right. You don't understand the complexity of this system at all." There was a hint of arrogance in his tone. After all, he has worked in this field for many years and is very confident in his technology.
But Chetri didn't even look at him, moved the computer toward him, and then calmly and confidently said: "We only need to interfere with their signals. Through special algorithms and technologies, we can find their frequency loopholes." Although his voice was calm, it was full of persuasiveness.
After hearing this, Jack thought for a moment and felt that what Chetri said made sense. When he saw Chetri, his eyes changed in an instant, and his previous sense of superiority disappeared without a trace. He couldn't help but feel a little bit of admiration for Chetri, and at the same time he felt a little ashamed of his conceit. He realized that although he had some experience in this field, Chetri's thinking was more open and he could think about problems from different angles.
Back at the Steindiesia satellite base, the atmosphere in the computer room was still tense and depressing, like a volcano about to erupt.
Peter Renko said to everyone, "We're connected." There was a hint of excitement in her voice, but more nervous.
"How long?" Pavel asked anxiously, a hint of nervousness and expectation in his eyes.
"30 minutes. According to the current progress, the software can be fully uploaded and effective in 30 minutes." Peter Renko replied.
At this time, the bald Alex, who had been caught before, couldn't help but plead for Pavel, "Please, let them go. They are all innocent and have nothing to do with this matter." His voice was filled with a hint of sob and begging, as if he was trying to win the last hope for his colleagues. He looked at the colleagues squatting on the ground, his heart was filled with guilt and worry.
Atem said to the bald head with gloating and with a sense of superiority: "What do you think we will deal with you? Do you think we will let you go easily?" His tone was filled with ridicule and threat, as if showing Alex their strength and invincibility. He enjoyed this feeling of controlling the fate of others and also used it to satisfy his vanity.
Alex looked at them with fear, his heart full of despair. He didn't know what terrible things these people would do, and where the fate of his and his colleagues would go.
Atem looked at his fearful expression and comforted him: "We are not beasts, we are patriots. We are just carrying out an important task. As long as you cooperate, we will not hurt you." Although his words sounded a bit consoling, they could not eliminate the fear in Alex's heart.
After saying that, they all looked at the huge screen in the computer room together. The data on the screen kept jumping, as if counting down a storm, and they seemed to be waiting for some important moment.
On the side of Kechuan, Shakova's face became very gloomy after making the phone call. She walked around the room anxiously, her steps were rapid and flustered, and each step seemed to be on her own anxiety.
Chapter completed!