"Don't say I'm like you. I'm for a better future for the world."
Kurt was a little excited.
Kratov snorted, "whatever the reason, our ultimate goal is the same. According to our original plan, detonate a nuclear bomb in the United States to kill the president of the United States, and then Russia is attacking the naval base of the United States in Hawaii, so the nuclear war will break out anyway. "
"But we didn't expect that the damn bastard named Sharon saved the president."
Kratov smashed his hand on the guardrail: "although the two countries are still very nervous in international relations, we all know that the scene we expect will never happen if we develop like this. Inside Russia, we have been tracked down. "
He turned to Kurt and said, "are you coming to the Kremlin this time for your identity information in the archives? As long as those data are destroyed, it will be difficult for the KGB to trace you. Am I right, Dr. Kurt? "
Kurt did not answer, but asked, "so what are you here for?"
"In order to continue our plan." Kratov whispered, "in the underground of the Kremlin, in addition to the highest archives, there is another department... The storage room of nuclear missile launch boxes."
Kurt narrowed his eyes: "do you want to steal the nuclear bomb launch box? You still haven't given up, but you can't launch a nuclear bomb just with a launch box. "
"I know, so three days ago, my men took away the Russian nuclear bomb launch code in the hands of American agents."
Kratov smiled slightly triumphantly.
Kurt slightly raised his eyebrow in surprise: "even if you get the password, it's useless. The senior management can change the password."
"No, I can guarantee that the top Russian officials will not know that the password is stolen, let alone change it." Kratov reached out and scratched his bare scalp. "The only problem now is that I need an expert who can crack the nuclear bomb launcher. I had one before, but he died, and I couldn't find a second one in a short time. "
Kurt suddenly realized, "that's why you found me again."
Kratov looked at him. "Don't you want to?"
Kurt thought quietly for a moment and said in a deep voice, "I promise you, but we need to make a deal."
Kratov shrugged. "You say."
"Send me the location of the nuclear bomb launch box, I'll get the launch box, and you'll help me take all my identity information from the archives." Kurt murmured, "then we choose to meet in other places, so that we can ensure each other's safety."
Kratov smiled, "no problem, just... Can you be alone? Shall I send someone for support? "
"No, don't forget, I used to be a special forces soldier."
Kurt glared at kratov and turned to the Kremlin.
Kratov looked at Kurt's back, smiled quietly, pressed his ears and whispered, "Kurt is on the hook, and are the Americans on the road?" Good, follow the original plan! "
Three hours later, an ordinary black business car drove into the parking lot in the square outside the Kremlin. Luther got from the driver's seat to the back carriage, turned on the laptop, beat his fingers on the keyboard quickly, and whispered, "Lee, are you in place?"
Dressed as an ordinary passenger, Li Meiqi mingled with the crowd and took a small DV camera to shoot around. The balloon in her other hand seemed not to grasp and soared into the air. When it floated above the Kremlin, Li Meiqi pressed his finger on the DV camera. The balloon suddenly burst. A black square tied under the balloon fell into the exhaust hole on the roof and fell to the bottom along the ventilation pipe.
That's a wireless transmitter.
"OK, I'm connected." Luther hit the enter button, and a monitoring screen popped up on the computer screen, "Ethan, Bangui, you can play."
"We have arrived."
They had changed into military uniforms and put on beards. Ethan and Bangui marched into the Kremlin and walked to the controlled area.
"General, your ID card?"
The door guard stopped Ethan.
Ethan glanced at each other disdainfully, took out the card and said in Russian: "don't you even know your own officer?"
"Sorry, general, I really haven't seen you."
The guard said, inserting the card into the instrument next to him. After a while, he shook his head: "sorry, sir, your identity information is not displayed on it..."
Bangillo opened his eyes in surprise, while Ethan remained silent and said coldly, "brush again."
"Luther," whispered Li Meiqi outside, "what's going on?"
"Don't worry, it'll be all right this time."
Luther's fingers pounded on the keyboard.
Sure enough, after the guard inserted the card into the instrument this time, Ethan's disguised identity information soon popped up on the screen next to him.
The guard breathed a sigh of relief and returned the card to Ethan: "sorry, general."
Ethan didn't speak. He just took the card and turned away. Bangui, who pretended to be Ethan's attendant, was fierce at the guard: "you're unlucky, you know, you're definitely going to be unlucky."
With that, he took two big suitcases and hurried to catch up with Ethan.
"Don't talk!"
Ethan whispered.
"Sorry, general!"
Bangui admitted his mistake.
With this uniform, Ethan and Bangui easily crossed most of the Kremlin and went underground. Then they used high-tech equipment to deceive the door guard and sneak into the archives. But in the archives, Ethan was surprised to find that all the file boxes marked "Kurt" were empty.
Obviously, Kurt's files have been taken away in advance.
"Are you a little late?"
Ethan bit his teeth and just wanted to retreat. At this time, a strange voice came from his headset: "... We have invaded the archives. What should we do next... Captain, what should we do next..."
Bangui's face changed greatly and said urgently, "our communication system has been invaded."
It was not only their own communication system that was invaded, but also the guards of the underground palace. Their radio also sounded the mysterious voice.
"... detonate here and blow up all this!"
Hearing his own voice in the headset, Ethan didn't hesitate any longer and immediately shouted, "retreat, all retreat!"
Li Meiqi outside turned and left without hesitation, and Luther immediately sat back in the driver's seat, started the car and prepared to meet Ethan and others.
"Split up and gather at the scheduled point B."
Ethan and Bangui left separately. As they walked up through the underpass, a man in a long black windbreaker passed Ethan.
Ethan hesitated, looked back at the man's back and saw him carrying a large black suitcase in his hand. But Ethan didn't stop. He had to escape before the Kremlin was closed.