The Black Barrier

After a period of time, the Blue Sky organization became increasingly formal, with branches established across various locations. To keep their identities confidential, they appointed dedicated and professional managers, gradually stepping back from the management layer.

The new members would never guess that the founder of this vast public welfare organization was someone who had traveled through time from the future to this space.

A few days later, before the morning light had a chance to filter through the curtains, the room was shrouded in darkness. Oren was curled up on the bed, with only the sound of light breathing audible. Suddenly, a series of urgent ringtones pierced the silence, beeping, beeping...

Oren frowned, feeling around on the pillow for a while, his tired fingers finally touching the cold telephone. He opened his drowsy eyes and glanced at the caller ID: 0524867. A military code.

He pressed the answer button, his voice still laced with sleepiness: "This is Oren, what's up?"

"There's an urgent mission, Oren. Return to headquarters immediately, and be in the 015 briefing room in one hour," the voice on the other end was not unfamiliar; it was his superior, but there was a strong sense of urgency. What could have happened?

When Oren returned to the military headquarters, walking down the brightly lit corridor, the guards saluted him, and he entered the underground, swiped his face through several security doors, and turned into the 015 briefing room, a type of room typically used for important discussions. Pushing the door open, to his surprise, it wasn't his commander waiting for him, but a younger general, Atel, one of the high-ranking military advisors of Averland, who was usually low-key and looked tense.

Atel then spoke in a hushed voice, almost a whisper: "Oren, time is short, let's cut to the chase. We've been observing you for a while, knowing your dissatisfaction with the government. We actually have a resistance organization within the military, but there are some things we can't handle openly... they need to be dealt with covertly." He paused, his eyes filled with a certain expectation, "We've discovered that a certain group within Averland is operating a sinister plan unknown to others, involving lethal biological viruses, and a global population reduction scheme. Those dark plans spreading on the civilian internet are actually real. The situation is now very complex - are you willing to join us for justice and do something about it?"

Oren hesitated for a moment, unable to confirm Atel's true position and identity, but what if he truly was part of the military's resistance organization? He decided to agree first and then nodded: "What can I do?"

Atel quietly handed Oren a sealed envelope, his eyes showing complex emotions: "Your current position and the project you're in charge of can serve as excellent cover, helping us without being easily discovered, but you must understand, the mission ahead... is very dangerous."

Oren took the envelope, but he did not show too much emotional fluctuation. After years of military life experience, his heart was unshaken. He opened the envelope calmly, and the documents inside were brief and vague. A plan involving the development of a "deadly virus weapon" was mentioned, but there were not many details in the documents.

Oren raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you want me to do?"

"You're currently in charge of a military project that intersects with these plans, you can infiltrate and learn more details, inform us, but you don't need to participate in the specific sabotage operations," Atel's tone was firm, but Oren could hear the hidden fear behind it.

Although Oren realized that this mission was far more complex than it seemed on the surface, he still remained silent for a moment, analyzing the situation in secret.

He was now facing two forces, one side was the corrupt Averland government, backed by dark extraterrestrial forces; on the other side were military insiders like Atel, who might truly be part of a resistance organization. He understood that if he chose the wrong path, he would also face danger.

"I'll think about it," Oren responded calmly.

Atel just nodded, seemingly knowing well, "We'll wait for your decision, but don't wait too long, time is not on our side."

When Oren returned to the old house where Rakien and Kahn and the others were hiding, everyone was already waiting for him.

"What happened?" Young Kahn noticed the tense look on Oren's face and immediately sensed something was amiss.

"There's a problem within the military," Oren took a deep breath: "There's been a split, a resistance organization has emerged, and they know about a mysterious group secretly developing biological virus weapons, but the question is, I can't determine if General Atel's claimed resistance organization is truly genuine, or if it's a government conspiracy to lure and investigate me."

"So they want to recruit you?" Rakien calmly analyzed.

Oren nodded: "Yes, because the project I'm in charge of intersects with these plans, I can get close and investigate covertly, they want me to be their informant."

Old Kahn frowned: "This means you'll have to be an enemy on both sides. Whether it's the government or the resistance, without truly confirming who is a friend or foe, no one can be trusted."

"There's no choice," Oren raised his head, his gaze resolute, "At least you guys are in the shadows, we need to understand and stop these plans, we must infiltrate deeply."

Everyone ultimately agreed with Oren's idea, deciding to accept Atel's proposal, but with caution about whether it was a counterintelligence scheme by the Averland government.

Oren nodded and returned to the Averland military to carry out the infiltration mission. Chris could provide some technical assistance, allowing him to navigate the covert investigation within the military with ease.

He was investigating this group, known as "The Black Barrier,", an extremely secretive department of the Averland government. Through his covert inquiries, Oren discovered that "The Black Barrier" was the core team in charge of the virus weapon project, secretly operating a part of the global population reduction scheme.

There weren't many details in the meetings he attended, and the documents only had vague project codes and target country codes. The participants were all experienced officers, with indifferent expressions, seemingly accustomed to these operations.

As the mission progressed, an opportunity finally arose.

One day, in the underground file server, a hard drive array malfunctioned, and all the encrypted files needed to be temporarily stored. Since his project was related to the Black Barrier project, he sent the temporary server address to Chris via the dark web in an encrypted message. Chris, after an emergency decryption attack, really downloaded the contents of "The Black Barrier"!

"The Black Barrier" seemed to be just a biological research project about mosquitoes, but the true purpose of this project was to use bloodsucking creatures - mosquitoes, as carriers to spread a large number of lethal viruses developed by Averland, such as the highly deadly Hantavirus and White Death Disease. These biochemical weapons were to kill a large number of people in target countries, dismantle their nations, trigger racial and religious conflicts, thus becoming one of the Oklara planet's population clearance plans.

The specific operational details in the documents shocked Chris and Oren - those viruses would spread widely with mosquitos, killing countless innocent people, but all of this would never be known to the public.

Oren was communicating with Chris via the dark web in encryption, and had him send the intelligence to the old base...

At this moment, the anti-eavesdropping software icon in the bottom right corner of the computer turned red, and he suddenly realized that he had been locked onto by some hidden surveillance system, and he quickly closed the dark web connection.

"Someone is watching me!" Oren keenly sensed the approaching danger.