Poten

The exit of the bridge between the city and the eastern part of Daressalam.

An informant who was parked on one side of the road, Steven, who was waiting, saw the radio keep flashing from the other channel and told the communicator.

Team Leader. Keep in touch from Mills' team.

- Ignore me, Bravo.

- Ten minutes away.

The leader of this Intelligence team, sent from Eastern Europe, was Blake, so Steven decided to follow him quietly, but there was nothing he could do about it. It was because it was obvious that Mills had smelled it when she contacted him like this.

Where's the team leader?

- About 10 minutes. I can't see you speeding up because of Mr. M. 's driving skills. Please wait for me when you see me...

Jijik.

-... Steven. Where are you?

Suddenly, another voice came in with the noise. Steven realizes that Mills has been talking across frequencies and panics.

- Don't hang up. I'm going to track down your comms anyway, so if you don't want to fight, drop your weapons. Your team is in contact with Mr. M, right?

Steven sighed deeply and changed his wireless channel.

Cheers.

Receive echo. Mills, can you back off this once?

You're the most experienced one on that team. Why are you listening to Blake's orders?

Nathan's instructions. And Blake is an excellent analyst. Our division is a better team for intelligence gathering and analysis than operations. Mills, I know you're upset that you took Singapore, but it's time to focus more on negotiating a countermeasure situation. I need you to trust Blake here.

- I don't like the Nathan way. Bishop? Famous. And when was that? His days are over. What spies need is movement, not table manners and horse fangs.

Even Macau has a good union strategy.

- It was a failed coalition operation from the moment Mr. M. got involved. Bridge in position. Oversight will be there in 30 seconds.

"Already?"

You see a black SUV approaching at a terrifying speed on the road to the city.

Yuck.

The car stops and four agents step down.

Oversight Team, Secure Dispatch Agent Steven.

When the agents reach for the pistol, Steven is forced to raise his hands.

Booooo!

Minho stepped on Excel roughly to speed up the car. The whimsical grey sedan's engines burst into screams, and the monk flinches.

Second lane road without streetlights.

Minho's driving method, which was fast enough for South Korea to have already been caught in a speeding violation, was suffocating to experience in the passenger seat.

“Go, Kang Min-ho... ”

“Yes?”

However, Minho's expression was relaxed, so he also pretended to be okay.

“You drive better than I thought. The way to speed up the limits of a car is the first time you see it in a training center! ”

The 90-degree corner did not slow down at all, so the monk swallowed a groan.

The car exited the corner by drifting into a straight line.

Minho shakes his head at the turbulence and mutters as if he is sorry.

“It's not a bandage, it's not smooth. If the road hadn't been in the dirt, it would have flipped. ”

“Behind or behind? ”

Baek Seung Bum had to hold on to his seat belt and was afraid to look at Minho. It was at a time when the bridge leading into the city looked faint, running so that the mountain horn's mist was stiff.

Minho, who was rarely slowing down, suddenly stepped on the brakes and stopped the car at the bridge entrance. I was surprised that it was a sudden stop so much as to lean forward, and his eyes widened.

“What's the matter? ”

“The car stopped in the middle of the bridge. They're blocking the ascent and descent lines. It's suspicious.”

“Really? You see that? ”

The Baek Seung Bum stared away, but he could only see the center line on the dark road. I squeezed my eyes open and looked straight ahead, because I was a bald monk who claimed to be the best in physical condition, even though my head turned dull. I could see the shadows faint but faint.

“Oh, I see it. ”

Baek Seung-beom, who said this, was surprised again and looked back at Minho. How good is night vision, so you figured that out while you were speeding? The more I looked at it, the more I saw that he was a specially trained special agent, the more the symptoms hardened.

“That's odd. The bridge is occupied. If they're waiting for us, can't they go back? I don't think they saw us. ”

“The quickest way to the hotel district is here. because the other road has to go back 30 kilometers south. ”

Immediately after the call with the West Galaxy, Minho remembered the map of Dareslam he had remembered a few days ago and said as if he had made a firm decision.

“Agent, we may have to break through. Get out of here." ”

“What, what. ”

Minho took a deep breath because of the hot energy transmitted through the ring and then touched the Braille watch.

“I'll only give you five seconds to think about it. ”

“All the way to the end. It's Kang Min-ho's bodyguard. ”

Minho asked as if he was waiting for an answer.

“Well, can you do me a favor? ”

“Please?”

Minho explained that Najik had a simple plan.

“… wouldn't that be dangerous? ”

“The plot over there in the middle of the bridge is more dangerous. I'll take care of it, don't worry about me. ”

“I'm more worried about you moving around on your own. ”

As the car that pulled the light slowly moved forward, the Baek Seung Bum died of anxiety.

Four of the CIA's overwhelming teams stood by two lanes blocked by SUVs and a black sedan, nervous at the entrance to the bridge.

Cheers.

- Do you see it?

Not yet.

- Conquer them if you find them.

Firing….

- Arms and legs allowed. He took out two surveillance teams at once. Caution is forbidden.

Steven, sitting with his hands closed inside the SUV, wears his tongue in this sudden situation.

Blake classified Mr. M as a friendly target, but Mills classified operations in Singapore as a threat.

This distinction was often the case between independent members of the CIA, but ultimately a high-powered voice. Mills has the upper hand here. He has a deputy director with his back in charge of the entire Tanzanian operations team.

Boooong...

You hear the engine in Steven's ears, waiting to choke. There were no lights on the vehicles approaching, so Steven looked around and saw a grey sedan compared to the overwhelming team's flash light.

Stop!

Nearby cars slowly slowed down to 30 meters ahead.

Get out of the car and put your hands on your head!

An Asian man sitting in the driver's seat opens the door and gets off, shouting by an overwhelming team agent. He puts his hands on his head, and the two agents approach slowly with handguns in their hands.

When Steven saw the Asian face in the light, he was curious. The face of Mr. M, who was sent to Blake, was thinner and more intelligent, but that Asian was heavy from the size of his body.

‘It's not Mr. M. ’

Tadak.

Steven turns to reflexively, hearing a very small noise behind the SUV. It was only darkness outside the window when the flash light was not shining. Steven tilts his head back towards the grey sedan.

Minho jumps off the ledge of the bridge and tucks into the rear of the SUV, lowering his posture to look into the situation.

One minute ago, I jumped out of the darkness and hung from the railing of the bridge, leaving the white man behind to drive. Baek Seung Bum has succeeded in slowly driving the car as promised and diverting the agents' attention.

Minho clearly saw that he was after himself because he overheard their radio while he was moving under the ledge of the bridge. Bishop analyzed the prediction that the telecommunications from the West Galaxy could have been triggered by a network of spies.

After identifying the presence of those who occupied the bridge, the problem was the way to respond.

It's hard to find the best way to save the galaxy through hostile CIA space, even if it means taking them on like this. At least I wanted to make time to contact the detained chief of Singapore's men, but there was also a problem. Your current smartphone has a location. However, I couldn't throw away my smartphone that I didn't know when I would hear from the West Galaxy again.

Cheers.

Min-ho, who was worried, sensed that the radio in the black car was working alone and shrunk his ears. I listened to the radio as it increased with the Braille watch.

- Bravo Bridge entrance. Echo, where are you? Are you on the other side, or are you in contact with Mr. M?

Minho had no choice but to question it. The word tangent is an option that is not included in the operation of standing at the node with the gun turned off.

- Blake's transmitting. Echo's not answering his phone.

Where did he go?

- I'll be on the other side soon. We haven't seen a vehicle get out this way, so I'll meet you at the middle of the bridge on a precision patrol.

- I get it.

Minho's ears flashed as she heard a familiar voice on the radio.

Blake? Really? ’

Then I found a white man trapped in the SUV. I touched Bishop's mirror and quickly analyzed the situation.

Okay, let's take him down first. ’

Min-ho, who took out his watch, carefully examined the situation for 7 minutes and then began to act.

Mr. M. I'm going to ambush you right now, so if you do anything stupid, I will shoot you.

“Aime Nate, Mr. M. I'm a Korean agent. Hey!"

The instant he spoke to an approaching CIA agent, the flash light from behind suddenly went out.

An agent standing in front of the car turns his gun, reflexively facing the SUV. In the darkness, where only the shape of the vehicle was visible, the agent next to the Monk Baek quickly turned on the flash light.

Sean, Carl!

Two agents panicked as the two men who were supposed to be guarding the area near the SUV were rolling the floor.

Overpower Team 1. Ambush. Ambushed. I didn't hear the sniper, but the location was exposed…….

While one agent reports, another agent flashes a flash light everywhere trying to locate the missing enemy.

Even though the Baek Seung Bum had already heard the plan beforehand, he was slightly creeped out by the situation.

While the two agents were on alert to protect each other, something in the dark shaped like a 'b’ cut through the wind and flew. And then it hit an agent in the forehead. created a heavy noise.

The wounded agent collapses with a scream.

Baek Seung Bum confirmed that the item that fell on the floor was a heavy pistol that had been removed from the magazine. It's not a knife. I haven't even heard of a training camp full of veteran trainers with this precision by throwing a pistol from a distance.

Tadadadak!

And... the lightning bolt in the dark wraps around the neck of an agent who was still standing.

Validity!

An agent who shoots a pointless gun into the air chokes and chokes.

An agent groaning on the floor, being struck by a handgun, tries to stand up forcefully, and the shadow reaches out. He was startled to see the agent twitching back and forth again who had been struck with bullets in his tongue and back head.

In an instant, the drowsy agent's shadow falls to the ground, agile to move and hit the capital on the back neck of the agent who had been attacked twice. The repeatedly beaten agent faints completely, screaming and screaming after the third shock.

“What is this……. ”

What happened in just 10 seconds. Knowing and bewildered, the white monk held the floor-rolling flash light in his hand and shined a shadow.

“Ha, ha. ”

After relieving Minho for a while, Baek Seung-beom suddenly came to his senses. Korean celebrity Kang Min-ho just knocked out four CIA agents with his bare hands. I don't even know how to report this to Hwang Jing Myung right now.

‘…… should I report it? ’

Baek Seung Bum approached Minho.

“Kang Min-ho. How did you attack the CIA? ”

“Let's just say it's a temporary hostile relationship. ”

“Our enemies are not here, are they in Burundi? ”

“We're all trying to live. You can do it when you hate relationships and you get better. Don't worry, I'll turn myself in before tonight. ”

He lost his words and looked at Minho, answering whether he was joking or serious.

Minho walked into the SUV and opened the back door. Inside, Steven looks at Minho with curious eyes.

Are you Echo, Operation Team Member of Blake?

You must be Mr. M.

Standing there handcuffed, Steven couldn't help but admire the two men out in front of the car, two overwhelmed operatives out there. The ability to neutralize four active agents at once was impossible, unless they were trained to do so.

When Minho cut off his wrist strap, Steven touched his arm and asked.

How did you know about my call sign?

Yeah… well, it's some kind of listening, right?

Mills' team intercepted frequencies in the same way, but it was hard for Steven to imagine that an outsider could simply eavesdrop on CIA communications.

Just as rumored.

Do you know me?

Steven nods, recalling the command he received from Blake the first time.

Mr. M. I have intel that you helped protect Singapore and escape. We were hoping to make contact with you. As you can see from the other operations teams…….

Minho lowers his head slightly, looking at the fallen.

I'll definitely apologize later.

"Can you hear why you helped Singapore?

Minho pondered his answer and found the light of the car approaching from afar.

It's Blake. I'll tell you on the way. If reinforcements come and surround us, this trouble will be meaningless.

In the car approaching from the back, Baek Seung Bum was once nervous, but he was even more embarrassed by the woman with prominent brown hair who got down from the inside. At this time of night, she was a flower-like Western woman who didn't seem to fit in at all with this challenging situation.

“Phew, Hua Yu……. ”

“Mr. M! ”

Blake, who swung past the Creeper, ran straight to Minho with a happy smile.

It's been a long time, Blake.

I never thought I'd see you here again.

Suddenly, I didn't know Blake was coming.

East African Nodes are poorly manned.

Shall we move first?

Minho told the Baek Myung Bum.

“Agent, I'll meet you in Blake's car in front of the hotel. That's a rental car. We can't just leave it. Please.”

“Ah……. ”

* * *

Tanzania, Daressalam - Tiffany Diamond Hotel

A black sedan was pulled over under a seven-story building with the ‘TD’ logo carved on the front.

... … If the Singanian chief returns to Tuchi Village and takes over, the commander who led the kidnapping will lose his purpose.

In Minho's description, sitting in the passenger seat, Blake gave a big glance and listened.

The problem is that these commanders are helping them behind the scenes. because the latest munitions are supposed to have an unusual background.

You can even launder military money by selling hostages ahead of the Burundi Rebels.

"Yes, blame is for the Tuchies, and profits are for others. That's why we need information about the current Commander. Two men were arrested a few days ago by the United Nations Secretariat for Gunfire, a direct report from Singapore. There might be information.

As Minho stared at the hotel, Blake pulled a communicator out of his bag.

Here, Mr. M's fans will back you up.

"My fan?

A voice flew into Minho's ear with a small communicator in his ear.

You saw him in Macau, right?

"Oh, hello.

- The two men Mr. M is looking for are in custody. To find out the location on the inside information of the security circuit…….

Minho, with his compass in his hand, immediately recognized the white light pointing to a room on the sixth floor.

That's fine. Can you disrupt the front door and the six-story CCTV for about three minutes?

- Will that do? Only twenty members of Mills' team are waiting inside the Node.

Enough.

Minho put his backpack on his back and pressed down on his hat. Then you turn to Blake.

"Thank you. Thank you for believing me.

As well as help from Macau. Nathan assures me of your trust in Mr. M and Bishop.

Speaking of which, Leah is Blake's best friend, right? This is going to hurt.

Blake recalled the last thing that happened in Macau about a month ago to Minho mentioning Leah, and his cheeks slightly raised.

It's just Blake. Korean actor caught up with Leah. It's called the Milky Way. I'm here for him.

Blake doesn't even know she's there. 'It was a rumor.

- CCTV manipulation complete.

Minho listened to the communication in his ear and told Blake.

I'll go up and back. If Mr. Bag from Korea arrives, ask him to wait a little longer.

Minho opened the car door and disappeared into the hotel. Blake sighed a little because he sensed something warm in Minho's gaze referring to the western galaxy.

David, who was watching the monitor inside the Strategic Information Outpost, saw Mr. M on the CCTV and whistled inside.

Information about the unidentified existence that lured Russian, French and German agents to Mossad from Zurich's central station and handed them over to the Swiss Secret Service remained a mystery in Eastern Europe.

At that time, David was the only one who witnessed Mr. M leaving, even anticipating how the CIA agents would reach out to the target in a crowded area.

There can be no spy like in the movies in real life. But Mr. M was a really special agent who convinced him that he could do better than them.

Mr. M, who was on the elevator from the front door, turned his head to the CCTV. David sees it and presses the communicator button.

I've got it all under control.

- Oh, you've been watching.

David analyzed the East African civil aviation report, looked at a colleague next door who was watching mechanically, and lowered his voice as much as possible.

We have news that Mills has been scavenging around the bridge, so we need to move quickly. When he gets back, he'll have to hand over cell phone information.

- Don't worry about it.

When he had finished his answer, Mr. M stood next to the elevator door and grabbed something out of his hand. David could only confirm that it was a rounded object because it was a poor image quality CCTV video.

After a while, the elevator stopped on the sixth floor.

As soon as Mr. M jumped against the wall and entered behind the warehouse door, two CIA agents passed through the corridor.

When Mr. M again walks through the door of the vacant 604, another patrolman passes by again. Repeating that three times, I got close to the end in no time.

Eh…….

Impossible to move without being aware of patrolman's movements. Moreover, David was unable to figure out how to simply close the door without a visitor key.