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Tanzania, Daressalam - CIA Strategic Information Outpost

Hotel design, full of communication systems and acoustic imaging equipment. Eight agents sitting tightly against their shoulders on semi-circular chairs were tracking and analyzing every clue going between Tanzania and Burundi.

Immediately after entering the country, David, an eavesdropper, lets out a sigh.

I can't breathe. Don't you have air conditioning?

The satellite network shuts down if you don't use enough power. Infrastructure isn't perfect here like Zurich.

That's terrible.

A colleague smiles deeply as David shows his deepest regret as he sweats red.

You did it in a good place. Get used to it.

Electrical equipment was only good. My Node was not in the back of the hotel, but a smelly food warehouse in the station.

David grumbles and shakes his head.

"But it's still your agent Blake.

Why Blake?

Beautiful. That's also a great figure. You tapped into the changing underwear screen when you were supporting, didn't you?

David once looked at a colleague who was joking if he was familiar with this steaming heat, focusing on the CCTV footage of the Zanzibar area that had been downloaded while wiping off the sweat.

The disadvantage of the Tanzanian Node was poor, and now it was time to do everything we could to revive Leah Taylor. The situation was severe enough to draw out operational CIA resources from Eastern Europe.

Let's get this mission done. ’

David puts the face of singania on a screen he manipulates, taken in prison a month ago. Here, I erased the beard and face and extracted only the skeleton separately and entered it into the facial recognition program.

Monitor screen that quickly starts scanning compared to the face in CCTV footage. Every time his face stopped, David began to analyze whether it resembled Singapore.

Beevik.

- David.

Meanwhile, I got a call from Blake on an outdoor scout.

Uh, Blake.

In response, a colleague next door turns his head and whistles. David shoots his colleague as if to stop, then tells Blake.

Did you find something?

- I found an unmanned yacht on the docks of Daressalam. I'll upload it for you.

Photos of the yacht abandoned on the beach appear on the screen. David puts the serial number of the yacht on the information server as it is.

A boat owned by the Zanzibar yacht rental company.

We received a report of a theft this morning. Any sign of him?

From Zanzibar to here. What are the chances that Singapore has moved to this route?

Secure CCTV footage assuming escape routes first · · · · · ·.

The monitor that was scanning facial recognition was paused. David stops looking at it.

Black man pressing down on a hat in dim video with low resolution. I couldn't tell if it was Singapore, so I could just skip ahead, but the Asian guy standing closer to the camera next to it caught my eye.

That face was once known to David.

· · · Oh, dear.

- Why, David?

It's "Mr. M."

- I beg your pardon?

As soon as I heard the news, Mills came running to open up a visit to the Node.

David!

Here.

Approaching David at the corner table, Mills urgently asks.

Mr. M? You're working with Bishop?

Take a look.

David put a magnified picture on the monitor on CCTV footage.

The Asian man wearing the black hat was definitely the one I encountered in Macau. Mills had to swallow the fact that she didn't see anything at the beginning of yesterday's "delivery" operation.

I thought you said you were a multinational mercenary? Why are you helping singania? What are you after?

There was no analyst here to answer Mills' questions. I'd rather help the rebels make a clear decision about whether they're enemies or allies, but Singapore is currently being pursued by everyone. The more I thought about it, the more I laughed.

How do I track my location after here?

There is no end here. But I looked at the airport data recently.

David found the CCTV footage taken two days ago inside the airport and put it up on the screen. Following the screen with Mr. M's clear face, he was flowing out of the airport.

Identity uses Korean passports as in Macau. Obtain car rental records and CCTV from the pharmacy. The night I entered the country, I found myself on the road east of Daressalam. Judging that there might be a hideout somewhere in the dense area, Blake is currently on his way to investigate alone.

Use all surveillance resources to find out for sure.

Captain, I need to track down singania · · · · · · ·.

Mills shakes his head at David, referring to the mission he was given from a higher position.

I'll report to the deputy director right away. It wasn't Singapore that was playing with us all day yesterday, it was interest. Well, isn't the priority obvious?

Burundi, Maccaba - Panshir Camp

As night approaches, a dark darkness seeps into the camp's basement.

The moment all the hostages were trapped inside, holding each other's hands in fear of nothing, and preparing to survive the night. The door to the loft was open as well, clunky.

A black soldier with a rifle shouts in the hallway.

Walk slowly! If you're going to do anything stupid, you might want to consider making a hole in your body.

Leaning against the standing wall, I closed my eyes and crippled this sound. This is the same with Leah sitting next to her.

What could it be?

Maybe he's trying to free the hostages again and get something out of them.

The lights in the hallway lit up.

“Hurry up! ”

Leah rises from her seat with a loud shout outside. She carefully checks the phone block hidden beneath her chest, then reaches out to the galaxy.

If you have to exchange someone this time, the galaxy must leave.

What about Leah?

You know the galaxy. Are there two of my fans here? I will never let you go. So if you leave first, send me cosmetics.

I stood up to Leah, who was trying to cheer her up by forcefully shouting.

As I walked down the hall, I also saw the faces of the actors who were trapped in the next room. French actor Melville Carne, Chinese actor Denchao, and even Nicholas with his whole face swollen.

A black soldier points to the front while giving each other his greetings.

Move!

The five armed blacks were dragged into a room just upstairs from the camp. In the middle of a space full of communication equipment, you greet hostages in black wearing berets.

Welcome. I don't know if everyone enjoyed their dinner.

An early forty black man with a hideous scar from his forehead to the tip of his left jaw ordered five hostages to stand on one side with a radio in his hand. I then opened my mouth while pressing the send button.

From now on, I'm going to check your life for 30 seconds, so listen carefully.

A scar man walks in front of Nicholas. I asked him with the radio near Nicholas's mouth.

How about a place where you got punched for no reason? Does it hurt?

It's a horse. · · · · · · · ·.

The scar man tapping Nicholas on the shoulder moves to the side and gives Melville a radio.

Can you tell me something in your country? Being alive is the only way to give us what we want.

"The French officials listen to me. Negotiation with my life is unacceptable.

Be brave, be brave. Chinese actor, do you think? If it's the same, I'll hang you and this brave Frenchman as soon as those Special Forces enter our territory. How about an honorable death?

Me, Me · · · · · · · · ·.

The scarred man who passed by the beeswaying Deng Chao looked at Leah as the most valuable of these.

Can you say a word to the fans who are looking for you?

Leah glances at the scar man with her mouth clasped.

Dislike?

Leah is silent even when I ask her again. The scar man smiles lightly and wiggles his left hand as he goes along. Yikes, Leah rolls the floor with a shout. The standing at the end of the galaxy was startled, covering its mouth and enduring the screams that popped out.

"Ugh," said the scar man who put a radio in Leah's mouth that was moaning in pain.

Can you hear me? Leah's sick. It's not my fault. Her fault for not cooperating. I'm a peaceful soldier.

The scar man turns to the galaxy, which is his last turn. Even at this moment of sudden violence against Leah, he sent a cold, pre-intended look in his eyes.

Seo Eun-hyun's fingertips trembled. And I was confused by the thought that came to me.

The reason she had studied military knowledge related to communications that she did not know for several days was that all of the machines here are equipment used to build short-range mobile networks. If you signal from that radio, the mobile relay situated throughout the jungle will be routed to the area where the opposing team is negotiating.

Communication intercepts say it's impossible to locate this place in a short time.

"How do you know so much about me? ’

The letter faced a crisis that was imminent in this continuous situation of surprise.

Don't you want to say hello?

The scar man swoops into the galaxy standing still. Leah wakes up staggering from the ground, looking at the galaxy and shaking her head.

I, I am the West Galaxy.

After communicating in a trembling voice to the galaxy, the Scar Man gestures to take you to his men.

Now that the confirmation is complete, shall we negotiate? I'm gonna need you to come over here for the next exchange. During the release process, human rights relief organizations must be mobilized · · · · · · ·.

After seeing communication equipment untraceable to even experts coming out of the room, I started to wonder.

It was all new. It was the same for the soldiers who saw it here. Even the UN military personnel who passed through the refugee camps had outdated equipment.

Burundi rebels, who had only heard rumors during volunteer service, said that the persecution of revolutionary troops was difficult. Some said they wanted to join the rebels, but they had to cross the border because they were hungry.

‘So did Dick and Nia's father. ’

The scar man who appears to be the leader of the rebellion has thoroughly planned and abducted them from one to ten. When I guessed that the goal was not simply to target the ransom of the hostages, I was vaguely afraid of the fact that I was thinking this way.

Leah, are you okay?

After being confined back in the camp's room, he looks worried as he sees Leah with her cheeks hanging red.

He hits without hesitation, the human.

Leah frowns at the pain and smiles slightly. She blinks at the patrol disappearance out of the hallway, and suddenly puts her hand inside her own statue.

The West Galaxy shook its head.

The hallway lights are going out soon, so I can't work on my phone.

It's under this chest right here.

Leah gives out a hands-on radio.

It's broken and it's rolling around on the floor. It's good when you have big breasts. You can hide one on either side.

Seo Eun-hye looked surprised. Leah asked the Western Galaxy.

Wouldn't it be faster to fix your phone?

You hear the door closing in the hallway. Shortly before the lighting started, Seo Eun-hyun quickly touched the inner wall. Then I looked at the small radio.

Wire disconnected from the transceiver speaker. The antenna is pulled. I heard a rattling sound from the inside, and some of the internal parts were damaged.

Almost salvageable · · · · · · · · ·.

Suddenly, the galaxy opened its radio and was amazed.

"Leah, give me a bunch of phones.

"Leah's rich left chest," she said, "and quickly lowered her arm as if it was a wild move.

Son.

Leah opened a bunch of paper and took out her broken cell phone. The letter separated the communication module from the radio. The power part structure almost resembles the mobile phone, so I dared to remove the existing modules.

I scratched and pulled out the copper wire from the power station that was left on the radio. The work of the galaxy continues even after the tip of the nail was pierced by a sharp piece of iron and blood. I grabbed the battery in my hand and picked up the pieces of steel from the communication module with my stammer and fingernails to create a suitable frame and combine.

Without adhesive, I pressed down with my hand and inserted the heart card. When I pressed the power button, my phone was wiggling and vibrating small.

Oh my, does it work?

Leah looked at the phone held by the galaxy with a face full of expectations. The phone boots up after the sound of the carrier's logo, which is familiar to the Milky Way galaxy.

Well, it worked.

Really?

The phone's display was not broken, but the button was illuminated. Seogyun thought of the phone number, no matter how long the battery of this phone lasted, there is only now an opportunity. However, I could hardly think of a number to call in this area.

Sweet.

In the meantime, the back of the hallway was lit, and darkness came over the camp. In the dark, the western galaxy asks for Leah.

Do you know the number of the American Embassy?

Not at all.

I don't remember the Korean Embassy number either.

I don't know anything about a phone I can call with it. The manager walks in and gives it to me every time. 911, dial something like that.

In the middle of the East African jungle, I knew I would not be able to contact a U.S. paramedic directly, so I pressed the number I had solely memorized and resolved my decision.

Tanzania, Daressalam - Union University Residence

“Dad, can you hear me? ”

Did they give you the location of the pickup?

“I did. I was told I'd try a special reconnaissance in the Makaba area and make the necessary arrangements when the search is over. ”

- Maybe they're trying to rescue him. If you need to report to the channel, I'll fund it, so tell him to say yes to whatever he wants for the ransom of the hostages in Korea.

“With your money? ”

- Don't look so surprised. Because all your legacy is going to fly away.

“You can make money. ”

Minho listened to the prepaid cell phone and cast his eyes at the compass he was holding in his left hand. The more I thought about it, the more I thought about how to tell Yun Hwan about this situation, but I suddenly heard a question over the phone.

- Min-ho, why are you so restless?

He feels like a ghost every time. Minho glared out of the guest house window. The streets of darkness. All day long, I was stuck in this house, choking on my heart, waiting for things to be done.

“I think the Milky Way has my baby. The compass pinches when it thinks of a child. ”

- Kids?

I didn't say anything about being embarrassed by the sudden confession.

- · · You Fool. Haven't you heard of birth control in sexual education?

“We were so obsessed that we couldn't even think of each other. ”

- After.

After a sigh, you hear a more serious voice.

- The lady from the galaxy, she's probably very upset right now.

“It's been three to four weeks. Does she know she's pregnant? ”

- That's not the point.

“And?”

- You know why I didn't add anything else when I first told you about your ability to be in the house?

“Trouble?”

It's because when you were in Mom's belly, you had a really good class with her who could temporarily use your abilities.

Minho's eyes widened.

“Uh, to your mother? Me?"

- Because I was connected to you. It's not easy to use others' knowledge as well as mine. The younger you are, the more dangerous you are. It can shake your ego. At least I won't make stupid judgments. Your mother had it figured out for twenty-three or four, and your abilities were awakened just then. It's an effect of education.

Yunhwan said that he didn't expect his son to be on the other side of the world in such a sudden, serious talk.

- I was surprised at first, but he enjoyed solving trial and error one by one. So the way she used her love life for 10 months was completely different from the way I used it. He had a meaningless conversation with an artifact and loved it.

“Oh · · · Dad wouldn't do that? ”

- Why would you talk to someone who's dead? With a complete stranger. Anyway, her hardship and her experience are imprinted on your subconscious, and now you are. At least for the best way to use the family's abilities, her will will will remain with you.

Minho recalled the first time she touched a childish souvenir. The use itself was really simple. When Min-ho realized that it was because of her that she was able to use her lovebirds without anyone telling her, she was forced to look at her hands with a fresh look.

"Mother's will is in these hands? ’

Unlike when I asked about the artifact, I couldn't hear the answer. It was Minho who suddenly reminded me of her before I was 3 years old, but I missed her so much that my heart became cloudy.

“Father, did your mother die early because of this? ”

- He used to be weak. But he wanted you. I gave birth to you too much, but I was very happy for three years.

“Why is Mother's picture so meanwhile · · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

- It's not enough just to see me.

“Yes?”

- Been cold for three years since you were born. As long as I'm alive, let me be my wife, not your mother. After the sacrifice, I'll die. I'll give you a picture of what it's for.

It was a selfish but understandable reason, even with half the jokes mixed together. So the story of Yun cycling around the family and child ended, and Minho came to a conclusion.

“I have to tell the galaxy right now. I know where it is, so I can infiltrate it myself. ”

- Calm down. Running away from a case like this won't help the girl.

Jiaying.

Minho turned his gaze away from his original phone ringing, which he had placed on the table. A phone that has only been roamed to check the internet. I tried to ignore all communication from Korea again, but I couldn't because I saw the name I had saved.

How?

The number registered to Leah is ringing now.

“Dad, I have to go! ”

Minho put down her prepaid cell phone and held her smartphone in her hand. I pressed the call button with my trembling fingertips and put them in my ears.

“Ew · · Galaxy Seed? ”

- Min-ho, is that you?

“Yes, I am. ”

- Minho.

The galaxy where Nazik calls out his name. There was no usual warmth and brightness in this missed voice coming from beyond the handset. Minho was overwhelmed with rage because it seemed to contain the fear and pain she had experienced.

- You were worried, weren't you? I'm fine.

Minho quickly regained his senses as her voice continued.

“Isn't this phone broken? ”

It's complicated, but the walls light up and touch it, so we can handle these comms pretty well. Leah and I have been trying to fix this for days. Minho wouldn't understand.

Minho stopped speaking in a speechless galaxy. She was saying that she used the power of the love space to make this call.

‘You didn't know anything. ’

- You must have been really surprised, Min-ho. I have some urgent calls to make right now. the American Embassy in Tanzania or the Korean Embassy. I need that number. I don't know how long this phone is going to be on the line, so I need to tell you what I know right now. I don't know the exact location, but how long do I have to drive here from the border?

“Here's Daressalam. I'm here to find the galaxy. ”

- I beg your pardon?

From Korea to the U.S. to Tanzania. I didn't speak for a while, realizing that the distance between the phone that had felt so far away was closer.

- You came to Africa for me?

“Yes.”

Minho pressed down on the boiling chest and calmly pulled out the horse.

“Galaxy, listen to me now. Tell me everything you wanted to tell me through the embassy. ”

The letter began to tell me what she had experienced and the information she had learned. Minho listened while analyzing the information in real time, holding Bishop's mirror in his hand.

The way the scar man looks like a commander makes radio contact. It was a sophisticated communications network for the operation of Tucci troop organizations spread across the jungle.

New equipment, replenishment.

Minho pointed out that the military commander who pushed out Singapore and put the Tuchies in the palm of his hand was better than he expected and worked with Bishop. The group that will benefit the most from this. Even if the commander is alone, the entire rebellion can never be the final winner. Release all the hostages and you'll be fingered by the international community.

‘Okay, Bishop. You don't have enough information about the Commander over there, do you? How much do you think the chief of singania's men, who were captured a few days ago, know? ’

Tour.

During the analysis and inference of third party involvement, you hear a tone indicating battery shortage beyond the handset.

- Minho, I told you everything I know. I think I can talk to you for a minute now.

“Mr. Galaxy.”

There were so many words I wanted to say to her. But for now, we need to stabilize her. That way, she and the child in her stomach will have a better chance of getting back safely.

“Avoid if you think it's dangerous, run if you think you're going to get hurt. Don't use self-defense. Because then I'll be in front of the galaxy. ”

There are a lot of people here with guns.

“Mr. Galaxy, do you believe me? A man who can't do anything. ”

Though Minho couldn't see it right away, he thought the galaxy was nodding its head up and down.

“I'll be there shortly to see the galaxy. Don't be scared. Just be scared. Just be patient. ”

- · · Want to see · · · · · · · · · Min Ho.

With the sound of support, the voice of the galaxy became fainter and fainter.

“I'll be right there. Let me show you this face that the Milky Way wants to see. Are you with Leah? ”

After a sniffling sound, the Seo Galaxy replied, "There is."

“Let's get drunk and avoid it. ”

- · · · · · · Minho also tea cancer · · ·

Soon the voice of the Western Galaxy was completely cut off. Minho clenched his fist and released it.

If there is a better, surer way, we must find it.

The commander over there is providing stable meals to the hostages with long-term negotiations in mind. As long as we know exactly where we are, this will result in one way for the US led Countermeasures Committee to take action.

Basic counter-terrorism tactics for choosing hostage rescue operations underwater rather than demonstrating psychological manipulation as if they were negotiations.

Bishop's analysis has shown that forced hostage rescue with special forces is dangerous. They're not just guerrilla militias living in the jungle.

What do we do?

The Baek Seung Bum, who had just returned from going to the bathroom, was surprised to sit down as soon as he opened the door of the guest house.

“It's late at night. Where are you going? ”

“Agent, the two black soldiers you gave to the CIA yesterday. How did you lead me where? ”

“I followed a CIA agent to some hotel. ”

Baek Sang-bum replied, and asked with the same eyes.

“Now you're talking. Kang Min-ho subdued them, right? ”

“Yes.”

“Did Kang Minho write a note saying that they are not rebels? How the hell do you know that? By the way, Director Hwang, have you had any special training? ”

Minho left the door without answering this question. Seeing Minho walking in the car, Baek Myung Beom thought about what he was going to do and flawed.

“You're going to that hotel? You don't even know where it is.”

“If the CIA is the best place to run a Node, there's a pretty good answer. ”

I could tell that it wasn't a lie because I was familiar with Minho's abilities yesterday.

“Kang Min-ho, you didn't mean to attack the Node, did you? ”

“Don't you have a right to meet these people I arrested? ”

“Team Leader Hwang told me never to hang out with the CIA. It doesn't speak very well. It disrespects us. ”

As Minho stood in front of the driver's seat, Baek Seung Bum hurriedly followed behind him, saying.

“Think again. The CIA is a completely different world. ”

“No way. They're just like you and us. ”

“Kang Min-ho!"

The car is starting. Baek Seung Bum had no choice but to run to the side of the car and get on the passenger seat.

Tanzania, Daressalam - CIA Strategic Information Outpost

Scanning communication satellites. The word 'galaxy’, ‘Leah Taylor’, and 'rebellion’ are detected in the currency network. It looks like it's from Burundi. Please confirm receipt of the NSA.

David turns to the voice of a colleague next door. Then he intuitively looked at the location where the call was received and wondered if it was the number of ’Mr. M.'

Blake. I'll send you the target coordinates now, so go ahead.

- Five minutes away.

Check it out and let Captain Mills know if you're right. I'm looking for him with the lights on.

* * *

Tanzania, Dareslam - Road to the East Residential Area

Blake drove out of the car and found a car on the lane towards the coordinates he was aiming for. When she sees the shadow of the driver flashing across the light, she calls out to David beyond the communicator.

I'm not sure, but I think the goal just moved next to me.

Satellite feed is online. Right. It's the car!

She looks at the car through the side mirror and immediately turns the car away from the response.

Blake's transmission. Bravo, Echo, follow the grey sedan to the Nelson Road Bridge.

- Bravo, okay.

- Three minutes to Echo Bridge. What about Mills?

Blake thought for a moment and said:

Nathan has more authority over Mr. M. End of Fold.

His voice was hostile when he contacted Mills during the day. Blake thought it was okay to risk her agent's life on the grounds of Mr. M's theft from Singapore and on the grounds that he had to postpone the report to his superiors until he could hear for sure.

Plus, this is our chance to get in touch with the legendary intelligence analyst Bishop. Her hunch was speaking.

- You're excluding Mills? That's bold.

It was David's radio.

It's Nathan's order. David will be under a lot of pressure if you stay there, so let go for a second. Reported to have moved to my directors.

- I'm a big fan of Mr. M. Don't worry. Move. I'll back you up to the end.

Blake nods and speeds up the car.

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