Establish Your Own Research Institute!

Just as Raymond and the Pentagon came to an agreement on these matters, less than three kilometers away from the military base in District 11.

Three Russian spies were huddled in a cave, their expressions excited!

"Officer Dorothy, you are indeed able to predict everything. There really is a secret military base of the U.S. side here!"

"Chekov, if you had less alcohol in your head, you wouldn't be saying such nonsense all the time!"

On the side, the long-haired Beauty Aphrodite spoke in a bad mood. She always found this companion of hers to be an eyesore, because Chekov almost never left his bottle!

Even during the course of the mission, Chekov always had a bottle of vodka hanging on his waist!

Although it was well-known that the Russians loved to drink, and even Aphrodite herself could drink a lot, but now, they were on a mission. How dare he drink alcohol while on a mission?! He really didn't know how to spell death!