"'General Directorate of Rome'?"

Rykov's construction made Long Yun have new confusion.

Although he knew yesterday that the KGB did have the establishment of the "General Directorate of Rome," he still had no idea where this department was located and what it was responsible for.

As the largest national security agency on the planet, the KGB has a very complicated organizational structure, and not only outsiders are confused, but even within the KGB, not everyone can explain it clearly. However, if you want to say that the first-level general bureau under the entire KGB agency, the name is very easy to remember, that is, from the beginning to the back of the serial number; Each Directorate has its own area of expertise, and the largest code has been ranked close to twenty, which gives a glimpse of the size of the KGB's organization.

But because of this, Long Yun felt very strange.

Because the names of the KGB Main Directorate that he knows, almost without exception, start with numbers, in addition to non-mainstream names such as the Main Directorate of the Border Guards and the Main Directorate of Reconnaissance Technology, which are easy to understand. So what's going on with this "Rome", could it be that it is a general bureau set up in that mysterious "0353" area?

Thinking about it this way, is he about to be airdropped into the uninhabited Gobi Desert and discuss some intelligence issues with a large number of KGB hermits who have been staying in the no-man's land all year round?

This prospect feels very bleak when you think about it, although Long Yun has always admired the workers who stick to the desolate area for their duties, but he, or Victor, is a pilot after all, and it can be said that he is completely unsuitable for this kind of work. So he couldn't imagine what kind of fame he could make by running into the Gobi Desert. In terms of intelligence business, he is certainly not as good as any professionally trained professional agent!

Come to think of it. He asked Rykov cautiously. Where exactly is this "General Directorate of Rome", and he also got a response that made him breathe a sigh of relief:

"I've never dealt with this department; However, the location should be on the outskirts of Moscow, not in the headquarters building. ”

"Okay, then I'll go to the liaison office and ask."

……

After inquiring about the address of the Rome General Bureau, Long Yun immediately set off without delay.

He personally drove an inconspicuous silver-gray Lada sedan assigned to him above and slowly drove through the streets of Moscow at noon, finally driving out of the city center. After more than half an hour's journey, he finally approached the seat of the Roman General Administration on the outskirts of Moscow.

The first time he saw the large area that appeared on the corner of the highway and could be seen from afar, he thought he was in the wrong place.

As the car drove closer to the area, the outline of the building gradually became clear, which was a large area of old buildings that looked like factories, warehouses and dormitories. The buildings and the fence are intertwined with the surrounding farmland and woodland, and he is fully convinced that it is a large private enterprise. If it weren't for the correct address and the feeling along the way, it turned out that this was the heavily defended Roman General Bureau, even if he drove past the door, he would never have thought that this would be the KGB's intelligence center.

Of course, it looks like a factory, but in fact it is densely packed with institutions and defenses.

On the way to the seat of the General Directorate of Rome. After passing through two hidden highway checkpoints and several overt and covert monitoring points, Long Yun's snooping of consciousness always made him a little insecure. More than once, he found himself being targeted by a hidden weapon operator.

Although it seems that the surrounding environment along the way seems to be calm and normal, but perhaps in the dense bushes in the distance, someone is looking at his head with the scope on the sniper rifle at this moment - it is a very bad feeling to be spied through the sights, but after all, there is no real danger, and finally Long Yun still drove the Lada sedan to the gate of the "factory" safely, and parked the car in the spacious carport on the side of the road at the signal of the doorman.

Stopping the car and turning off the engine, Long Yun was about to walk into the "factory", but he heard a slight engine sound gradually approaching, and then saw a black Gorky car coming from behind parked far away at the other end of the road; Although he was far away, the snooping of consciousness told him that it was following the KGB vehicle that protected him.

Okay, I drove a creaking Lada to do things, but the one behind me was sitting on Gorky, is it the rule of all countries' intelligence systems, and the new arrivals start with a broken car?

However, Long Yun does not have high requirements for cars, as long as it is not rationed a Voroshilov tractor, the rest is easy to say.

After repeated checks at the gate and checking the documents that had just arrived, Long Yun walked into the large and empty area of the General Administration of Rome, which at first glance seemed to have no human activity. As he walked, he looked around, and his first impression was that the surrounding environment was slightly dilapidated and somewhat depressed, like a long-abandoned factory; However, the accompanying guards who straddled AKS-74 diagonally and looked alert at the same time made him feel the extraordinary area under his feet at all times.

It looks dilapidated on the outside, but it hides secrets, this is the first feeling that "Rome" brings to Long Yun.

However, to his surprise, the headquarters of the Rome General Bureau, which was so mysterious in appearance, turned out to be an ordinary, even looking a little dilapidated office building in a huge area. It was only after undergoing a second clearance test in the duty room and confirming his true identity by phone that Long Yun was able to enter the building and meet a person in charge of a department under the General Administration in a north-facing office upstairs.

Unlike other departments of the KGB, when greeting Long Yun, the receptionist happily reported his name.

Ivan Zakhaev, real name or not, is a tall old man with gray hair, a pair of tortoiseshell glasses tucked between the bridge of his high nose, and a fat uniform that looks like a bag of fertilizer, swaying everywhere as ill-fitting. It didn't seem to be very energetic, but the old man's words were clear and full of energy:

"Comrade Rezenov, I have already received a notification, you need to see the dossier materials of the 0353 region?"

"Yes, because—"

"Ah, let's talk about it later. I'll give you the information first, but I hope you won't be too disappointed after reading it. With a wave of his rough-skinned hand, Zakhaev led him through the corridor outside the door, and the two of them walked down the dusty stairs to the door of a relatively small data storeroom on the second basement floor.

Along the way, he paid attention to the layout of the building, and at first Long Yun didn't notice anything special, until he passed through the stairs above and below the ground, and saw the horizontal expansion joint structure that extended out, he realized that this dilapidated office building should be just a shelter on the ground for the main body of the underground building, in other words, the underground floor they came to was the most important part of the building. On the path to the data storeroom, he not only followed Zakaev through two airtight doors, but also noticed a lot of surveillance equipment and defense facilities; Although Long Yun is not good at this kind of project, he also roughly judged that the level of prevention here should not be lower than the KGB headquarters at 11 Lubyanka Street.

At the door of the data warehouse, after the security check and inventory of the guards as usual, the accordion-style paper clip was spread out on the small table in the warehouse, and Long Yun finally saw the transferred 0353 area data records in the headquarters data warehouse.

However, it was completely different from the large number of top-secret materials that he had been imagining before, and what amazing secrets could be unearthed, to Long Yun's great disappointment, the information on the table in front of him was really pitiful: except for a few old maps that were worn and yellowed, there was only a stack of paper clearly torn from a notepad with scribbled handwriting.

However, although there are few things, put on sheepskin gloves and flip them, but the handwriting on the paper makes people feel a little chill down their spines:

"Permanently abandoned area. …… It is strictly forbidden for anyone to approach for any reason, and consider whether there is a need for a hard barrier. ……”

"Electromagnetic signal monitoring continues, no ...... found"

“…… Report on the disappearance of border guards on 17 March...... Observations show that the missing persons are presumed to be dead......"

……

Looking through them one by one, the yellowed and messy paper is almost all such hasty, brainless records; In this way, from the beginning to the end, Long Yun had no way to get any useful revelation from the messy materials, but only felt that this "Zero Three, Five Three" area seemed to be an extremely terrifying being.

What do these chaotic records really mean?

Confused by the material in front of him, Long Yun raised his head suspiciously, looking at Zakayev's vicissitudes of face across the table.

"Comrade Zakaev, this region ...... What the hell is going on? Or rather...... I mean, what the hell happened in the 0353 area? ”

"Oh, this one...... It's a long story. ”

After some hesitant response, Zakaev put the materials on the table back into his folder, picked them up and clipped them under his armpit; After registering at the guard's office, he searched for and pulled out some bags of documents in the archive room, and then took Long Yun back to the office where the two had met before.

beckoned Long Yun to sit on the sofa, and he picked up a water cup and took a few sips of strong tea, as if he had opened the memory he didn't want to touch, Zakaev's eyes behind the lenses became a little dim, and his tone became a little gloomy.

"Comrade Rezenov, you may not know that the events of the so-called 'Rome' General Directorate and the '0353' zone are, without exaggeration, the greatest secret since the founding of the Soviet Union. But...... Now that we have been instructed to cooperate fully with your investigation, I can tell you in detail from beginning to end.

If we want to say that the General Directorate of 'Rome' was established for the sake of the 0353 region and the mysterious events that took place in it. This area...... It's unusual. (To be continued......)