Daily life of an American TV drama agent

The intruders retreated in an orderly manner following Seve's orders, but Ron did not dare to be careless and continued to change positions back and forth in the smoke.

The trick of seducing people in the east and attacking in the west is not new. Even the gangsters on the roadside can do it, let alone this mysterious hacker terrorist organization.

Even after there was no sound in the room, he did not dare to completely relax his vigilance. It was not until he vaguely heard the sound of sirens coming for backup that Ron finally closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep...

Until someone pushed him awake again.

"Hi, Ron, are you okay?" He opened his eyes and saw Hobbes' anxious bald head.

"It couldn't be better." Ron stood up, only to realize that he had been lying on the ground just now. He stretched out and felt the bones in his body rattling, making sure it was nothing serious: "How much damage have we suffered in total?"

"Except for Leti sitting there in a daze after seeing Toretto, we didn't have any personnel losses," Taiji pouted in Leti's direction: "But the Skynet system was snatched away by them."

"No casualties? Then why do I keep hearing the sound of ambulances?" Ron asked strangely.

"The ambulance is here to pick up the wounded in the CIA base. You didn't think it was the CIA soldiers who opened the door and invited Sever in yesterday, right?"

"How else could they have come?"

Speaking of this, Ron became very angry. Originally, he thought that the base of Nameless Tidai was not necessarily safe, but it could at least ensure that they had a safe working environment.

But the result was that even the most basic working environment could not be guaranteed. There was even no warning when he was attacked. Ron was so unprepared that he had to fight the intruder while being extremely dizzy.

It can be said that if the ringtone of "Naruto" hadn't inspired him, he would have almost been spoiled by Seve yesterday.

"Wait, Ron, I think you may have misunderstood Mr. Jane Doe." Ramsay heard Ron's complaint and suddenly intervened in the conversation between Ron and Hobbes.

"Then what do you have in mind?" Ron raised his eyebrows dissatisfied: "This is the CIA's highest-level secret base. There are several satellites monitoring everyone's movements around here. It is impossible for anyone to do this without alerting the guards. Sneaking in under such circumstances, could it be that they have some kind of time-space transmission technology that can deliver armed personnel to any place on the earth without warning?

If that's the case, I don't think they need to come here to grab the spotlight. They can just dominate the earth. I guarantee that I will be the first to kneel down for Queen Seve. "

Of course, there is no problem in offering her knees, but there is a prerequisite, that is, the woman named Seve raises her butt and kneels in front of him first, so that he will follow closely and kneel down.

"No, I mean, it's possible they took a ghost flight and broke into the military base."

Ron smiled contemptuously: "I thought planes that couldn't be tracked by satellites were just internet legends on the Internet."

"It's really not true." Anonymous settled down his injured men and belatedly joined the conversation: "Although satellite and radar networks cover every corner of the earth, they do not monitor every place on the earth all the time.

Instead, each surveillance unit numbers the area modules it is responsible for and scans its surveillance area over and over again. Just like ocean currents, they have their own operating rules. If someone understands these rules, they can always monitor them. All radar and satellite blind spots move so that he can never be found. "

"What you said is only theoretical," Ron glared at Anonymous unwilling to be outdone. He would not accept using this reason to excuse his subordinates: "But in fact, it is impossible for anyone to know all the satellites and radars in the world. This is a military secret.

If someone has this ability, no matter which country's intelligence agency he joins, he will be reused 100%. There is no need to fly around in the sky on a ghost flight. "

"Then what if this person also has super strong hacking skills and can change the monitoring rules of some ground monitoring facilities at any time? Do you know how bad the firewall of the Department of Defense is? Even the nerdy scientists at Caltech can borrow military reconnaissance equipment at will Use the machine to shoot swimsuits of Victoria’s Secret models.”

Ron was suddenly stuck. He really couldn't refute this reason, because he happened to know a Caltech scientist who often did this.

That guy often borrowed military reconnaissance aircraft to take pictures of supermodels, and even drove a NASA Mars rover into a ditch.

In this way, it is not completely impossible that there is a plane that has been monitoring the activities in the blind spot!

"Well, if all the above you said are true, it is already a thing of the past. The question we need to think about now is, where will they go next?"

"New York!"

Just as Ron asked, Deke Xiao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, shocking Ron: "New York? What's your reason?"

"Of course the reason is this." Deckard Shaw held up a small piece of paper, and Ron quickly pressed it over and unfolded it. It was Toretto's handwriting on it.

"This is when Seve and the others came in, Toretto gave it to me while no one was paying attention."

Ron's eyes became brighter and brighter as he looked at the small piece of paper. He didn't expect everything to be like this. However, when he saw a name, his expression became a little strange.

"What? Is there anything wrong with the plan Toretto said?" Deckard Shaw asked with concern.

Apart from Ron, who wants to kill Sever the most, it must be him, so he doesn't want any mistakes in the plan.

"Xiao, is Victoria Weinsger your mother?"

"Yes," Deckard Xiao was a little confused by Ron's sudden question, but he still answered honestly: "Winsiger is her original surname. Since my father died, she has recovered I changed my original surname, what's the problem?"

"Then if...I mean if, your mother remarries again, do you and Irving want to change a different surname?" Ron considered every word in his words: "For example, what do you think of the surname Dufresne? How about it?"

"Dufresne? This person's surname sounds a bit familiar," Dyke Xiao suddenly showed a warning expression: "Wait, what do you mean? Why did Irving and I change our surnames?!"

"It seems that you and your mother really haven't contacted each other for a long time~" Ron looked at Xiao with some sympathy: "Don't you know that she has a new boyfriend and will get married around this time next year? That The man happened to be named Andy Dufresne, and he was my chief intelligence officer.

We have a very good relationship, and sometimes we even call ourselves brothers. You see, if your stepfather and I are brothers, and your mother is my brother's girlfriend, then we...can probably be considered relatives? How about you call me Uncle Ron from now on? "

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New York, Brooklyn Bridge, the first bridge built with steel in the world, was considered the eighth wonder after the Seven Wonders of Ancient Times when it was completed. It was hailed as one of the seven epoch-making construction projects in the world during the Industrial Revolution era.

And now, Ron is driving on this bridge.

"Hey! I don't understand why we have to be locked up in the cargo hold with these rotten fish and shrimps, but you can drive a sports car on the road with arrogance?"

Roman's complaining voice came over the walkie-talkie next to Ron.

Not far behind his car, hidden in the seafood truck, were all the members of Toretto's team, as well as Hobbs and Dyke Shaw.

"There is no way. Who said that the Sky Eye system has been taken away? Seve has all your personal information and can confirm where you are at any time through surveillance on the road or mobile phone cameras, and I happen to not be on that list. name."

"Then you can at least find a cleaner car, such as a car that transports sofas or drinks."

"Please, I don't want to take a bunch of drunks on a mission. If this car is full of Jack Daniel's, I'm sure there won't be a drop of alcohol left in it by the time we get there."

Ron has always expressed doubts about the combat ability of these people in the Toleto team, but he has always been positive about their drinking capacity. He does not want to get drunk before completing the mission.

"Ron," Hobbes' buzzing voice came from the intercom: "Do you know who Toretto's next mission target is?"

Due to space limitations, Toretto's note could only briefly tell Ron where they came from, where they were going next, and why he did what he did.

The goal was not written down, and of course, the possibility that Toretto herself did not know what her mission goal was before executing the mission could not be ruled out.

As an outsider who was coerced into joining the team, Toretto had very limited information.

"Of course I know, it must be a Russian diplomat."

"Why?"

"No reason, just because if they plan to cause trouble, they will definitely need a lot of stronger weapons. It is not realistic to rob the US military warehouse because they don't know which warehouse has weapons.

Thanks to the corrupt generals in the Pentagon, although every arsenal has various weapons listed in it, only God knows the real situation in the warehouse, so if they want to get weapons, they will definitely start from Russia. "

The Brooklyn Bridge was about to come to an end. Ron turned on the turn signal for the car behind him and asked the driver to follow him. The two cars drove directly into a cold storage not far from the bridge, one behind the other.

"Bang!"

Ron opened the cargo hold door, and several big men smelling of fish walked out of the cargo hold.

"I swear, I will never eat tuna again in my life!"

"No problem, remember what you said. When the mission is over and there is a celebration party, I will automatically remove your name. I am planning to have a party with Japanese food."

"Hey, where did you bring us?" Seeing that he couldn't complain, Roman immediately started to criticize from other aspects: "We are going to face the most ferocious terrorists in the exam. Are you planning to bring us here?" Shall we use these frozen fish pieces as knives to fight them?"

"Of course not," Ron nodded to a worker next to him. The man immediately waved to Ron, turned around and started to lead the way.

"Actually, this is another secret base of the CIA that has not yet been exposed. At the same time, it is also one of the CIA's largest weapons warehouses in New York."

The cold storage worker led them to an inconspicuous small door, opened the small window on the door, and pressed a few numbers on the cipher.

"Dip! First! Dip!"

After three alarms, the small door did not open, but the entire wall, centered on the pillar next to the small door, cracked to both sides, revealing the luxurious and technological interior space inside.

"Holy shit!" Roman couldn't help but burst out with a curse word: "Isn't this paradise?"

The secret base was filled with various confiscated luxury vehicles, including many super sports cars that had only been seen on TV news.

Even for ordinary people, these are a surprise that can make people happy all day long, let alone these experts who have been testing cars for a lifetime?

Its allure is no less than 100 supermodels wearing bikinis waving to perverts in the swimming pool.

"This is a garage affiliated with the CIA, nicknamed the toy store." Hobbs saw Deckard Shaw's incomprehensible look and happily went over and put his arm around his shoulders: "Just tell your Uncle Hobbs which car you like. Uncle will definitely satisfy you."

The affair between Deckard Shaw's mother and Andy has been known to everyone in this small group, and he has been ridiculed all the way, the worst of which is undoubtedly Hobbes, who has a deep friendship with him.

Every time we talk about it, it’s always about me and your father. It’s a complete act of elders.

But what he told was all true. Ron could testify to this. Hobbes and Andy had met more than once due to work.

"Okay, the jokes are over. Let's get to work first." Ron patted Hobbs on the shoulder and turned to face everyone: "These are the vehicles seized from the Donghaiyan drug lord smugglers. Anonymous has agreed I, as long as you can find Dom, you can choose whatever you want here, and you can modify it however you want.

But there is only one thing, that is, you have to act quickly enough. I don't think Seve has the patience to wait until we are all ready before taking action. "

"What is this?" Taiji walked to a tank-like tracked vehicle: "Isn't this also seized from a drug dealer?"

Ron glanced at it: "That's a small tank borrowed from the US military. It has 750 horsepower and is an experimental vehicle equipped with a 6.6-liter V8 engine. There is also an M153 remote-controlled weapon station on it, but I think this guy's firepower is still a bit weak. , it might be better if it is replaced with an anti-tank missile launcher, can you help me modify it?"

Anonymous' assistant shouted dissatisfied: "Where can we find anti-tank missiles for you now?!"

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry about the weapons. I've already ordered takeout and it will be there soon~" As soon as Ron finished speaking, his cell phone rang.