The outer computer room doesn't look that big from the outside, with less than 10 square meters of floor space, but it's quite cavernous inside, and it's a completely different scene.
Long Zhan shined his flashlight all the way through and found that it was filled with various equipment, which emitted waves of heat during operation.
Due to the outdoor sunlight and the heat dissipation of the equipment, even if the air conditioner blows cold air continuously, the indoor temperature will be higher than outside.
Lei didn't have time to care whether it was hot or not in the computer room, so he came in and squatted in front of the data switch.
Use the light of a flashlight to carefully search for each wire.
"See what you're looking for? Can these things have spy equipment on them?"
Long Zhan didn't know much about information and communications, and he didn't take elective majors in intelligence, computer engineering, or anything like that. He didn't understand how to install spy equipment at all.
"sure."
Lei took off the bezel on the back of the device, found a USB interface, and took out a thumb-sized spy device provided by the CIA.
While debugging and starting up, he said: "Boko Haram will implant backdoors in mobile phone networks and obtain a large amount of data in this way.
This backdoor is what we need, I will install it now, if the device is connected successfully and you see the green light, it is successful."
"Then do you know where to insert it?"
Long Zhan looked at the dense threads in front of him and didn't know what to do with it.
"You know half of it, the other half can only be left to chance."
Ray plugged the spy device into the USB port so that it could get power to continue running. Then he picked up the data plug connected to the back of the spy device and started looking for the correct jack on the switch.
Lei is just an intelligence warrant officer, not a professional computer expert.
I know a little bit about electronic equipment, but I am still a long way from mastering it.
"The command center could have helped, but unfortunately we have lost contact now." Long Zhan said regretfully.
The command center has professional computer experts who can accurately attack data theft and quickly find the place where spy equipment is installed.
Now without the support of the command center, it would be really troublesome if the access point cannot be found accurately.
Maybe the mission will end in failure because of this incident.
"Let's just bet on luck."
Lei found one of the dozen sockets, picked up the plug at the end of the spy device, kissed it, and silently prayed for the blessing of the goddess of luck.
He took a deep breath and inserted it nervously.
The moment it was inserted, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Lei's mouth, because he saw a green light on the bottom of the interface.
The most critical step is successfully completed, and the rest of the data theft and transmission will be controlled remotely by the CIA, without the need for Team B to take care of it.
Long Zhan immediately called over the radio: "B1, this is the second group. We have completed the work and are ready to return to the water tanker. How is the progress on your side? How long does it take to return?"
"We can't return for the time being. We have a situation here and we need your support."
Jason's answer was heavy, and Long Zhan couldn't help but frown.
Lei could also hear Jason's words on the channel and what was going on with the hostages. The pride on his lips closed instantly and was replaced by a trace of worry.
"Let's go, let's rush there."
Lei put the baffle back on and restored it, called Long Zhan and left the computer room quickly.
The cell room and the machine room are at opposite ends of the camp, with a distance of more than 200 meters in between. You have to be careful of enemies that may suddenly appear along the way.
It was nearly three minutes after I ran over.
When Long Zhan and Lei entered the cell, they knew what the accident was without Jason saying another word.
Before Team B set off, they thought they only had one hostage. All the intelligence information provided by the CIA and the headquarters only mentioned that there was an American hostage.
But what Long Zhan saw now was that there were more than a dozen prison cells welded out of steel bars in this cement-filled house.
Each one held 1 to 5 people, hostages of various skin colors and genders.
The number of hostages grew from one to dozens.
This is difficult to handle!
Everyone in Team B didn't know how to deal with the unplanned scene before them, and no one dared to say whether to save or not.
They all chose silence with a high degree of tacit understanding, looking at the pair of desperate eyes filled with longing, waiting for others to break the deadlock.
The hostages in the cell did not know the identity of Team B, so they just watched and said nothing.
As a result, there were dozens of people in the house, and it was as quiet as night.
Long Zhan did not act stupidly like the others, but held pliers to prevent him from going to the second cell on the right.
He picked up the hydraulic pliers and clicked off the lock above, then went in and grabbed the shoulders of the American hostage who needed to be rescued during the mission, and half-lifted and half-supported him out of the cell.
At the same time, he explained in English: "You don't have to be afraid. We are from the international rescue force and are here to rescue you. Please cooperate."
There were so many hostages here talking nonsense, so Long Zhan randomly picked up names and went through the most basic confidentiality procedures.
The American hostages have been imprisoned for five full years. They have been tortured until they have lost all vitality. They are alive but like a piece of rotten meat.
He didn't react at all to Long Zhan's previous actions of opening the door and grabbing hold, and there was no trace of anger in his eyes.
Just dull cooperation!
Even after hearing that Long Zhan revealed his identity and said that he was here specifically to rescue him, the American hostage showed no expression and still had that dull expression.
However, everyone who was rescued did not respond, and the hostages in the surrounding cells were completely different.
When they heard Long Zhan say that he was from the International Rescue Team, which meant he was on the opposite side of the terrorists, strong hope suddenly burst out in everyone's eyes.
It was like seeing a burning bonfire in the cold and dark winter.
"Save us, please save us."
"Please, please rescue me too. I was captured by them."
"God, you must be sent by God, please save the poor child."
"Please let us out. If we continue to stay here, I will definitely die."
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Dozens of prisoners wailed and called for help together, with tears and runny noses, and the desire to survive that came from the bottom of their bones would make anyone who heard it feel heartbroken and uncomfortable.
The more Jason and others listened, their faces became heavier, and their hearts became more tormented.
They actually didn't make any move for so long, not even to rescue the American hostages, but they were just confused in their hearts.
Do you want to rescue the dozens of people who have been arrested in front of you?
Only Long Zhan still had a calm expression on his face. He was not affected by Ai Mili's words at all and was focused on the work at hand.
It's not that Long Zhan is cold-blooded, but that he has seen too many "hells on earth", and the things in front of him are nothing to him.