It's The First Time I Posted Something I Actually Translated...It's My Friend's Work, And He Asked Me

It's the first time I posted something I actually translated...It's my friend's work, and he asked me to post it to Tumblr👉👈 I'm not sure if there are any romantic contents... English is not my mother language, if you guys have any idea about the fic please comment below, thanks~

The War of the Forsaken—Chapter 1

London, 1985.

Agent Helen Park took a sip of her warm coffee and then stretched out after finishing today's business.

In 1981, Perseus's plan to detonate all the nuclear bombs in Western Europe was completely smashed by Russell Adler's team, and Perseus seemed to dropped off the face of the earth.

No one have sign of the activities of Perseus now, not the CIA, MI6 or even the KGB. The authorities believed that Perseus has been killed in the melee of Solovetsky. But since the body was not found, the task of tracking Perseus must continue.

However, four years of aimless search has obviously made the authorities of the United States and Britain impatient. The power of the Soviet Union is fading， and the War in Afghanistan has made the Union worse. The KGB's overseas intelligence network has also been damaged bit by bit. The authorities begin to think that Perseus is no longer an important target.

Park's tracking team was forced to disband, and the original team members were assigned to needed positions.

Although she is seriously understaffed, she somehow managed to get some scattered clues through her own relationship.

And she's been sorting out these clues for weeks.

Most of them are useless and repetitive information, and there is very little valuable information. What she can learn now is that CIA agents stationed in Afghanistan are being systematically arrested and tortured recently.

Most of the agents were hit in the head by blunt instruments after being tortured, and they were in a coma. When they woke up, they lost part of the memory of the interrogation to some extent. There was only water on the ground and a few rags left at the scene of the interrogation.

This is unlike what Perseus would do, most of the agents have little to do with the War in Afghanistan. Some of the agents only have the task of monitoring a senior official in Afghanistan. If Perseus wants to help the Soviet Union win the military action in Afghanistan, it will not do any good for him to torture these agents. On the contrary, it will make it easier to reveal his whereabouts.

When the information was sent to Park's e-mail, it was marked "delete after reading".

Of course, Park will do it, but she will extract all the information first, and then delete the email.

She hasn't had time to read today's email. She wants to copy down the content before she gets off work and analyze it slowly after she gets home.

Park opens her email and clicks in the latest one.

However, the moment she saw the content of the email, her heart acetated and she got goose bumps.

"There was an agent who remembered what happened. He claimed that the interrogator was a 30-year-old woman, blonde hair, calling herself"Bell ", has a London accent and can speak fluent Russian."

Bell, the memory that she dares not touch like an exposed nerve, has been conceal for four years.

In Solovetsky, she saw the girl in a pool of blood, and Adler, who asked Park to help carry the body.

1981, West Berlin hideout.

"Where's Woods?And Mason? And Adler? " Bell just got out of a battle, she took a bath, pushed open the door of the bathroom, but found that three of them disappeared.

"They went to meet Hudson. I'm glad you're back safe and sound." Park said as she wrote at her desk.

"Maybe that's the British luck." Bell recalled the situation when she was hunting down by the Soviet infantry chariots.

"It's not just luck that made you stay in the MI6, is it?" Park put down her pen, turned to the Bell and said, "The team say that you are the a cryptography master in the whole Ministry."

"I taught myself when I was in the university, when my brother was just killed in a terrorist attack……May him rest in peace. " Bell picked up the 63 rifle leaning against the wall, unloaded the mag, and then pulled the bolt to withdraw the gun. She skillfully unloaded the gun for routine maintenance.

There was a subtle change in Park's expression, but her professionalism immediately calmed her down.

"I heard you graduated from Oxford, too?" Asked Bell.

"Yes."

"Do you know Professor McFarlane? I might not have choose this job without him."

"I think you should have a rest. Chatting too long is not good for the next mission." Park diverted the topic.

"I must clean the dirt inside the gun before I go to bed... I do know I really need a rest. My thoughts are a little messy these days." Bell replied.

London, 1985.

"You know it's against the rules of MI6. Even allies can't contact each other's intelligence personnel without permission."

The speaker is a tall, thin man with a bushy beard. He lean against the railings of the Thames River to enjoy the scenery of late autumn. On the other side of the river is the retired cruiser Belfast.

"I heard that you are going to sent a team to an observation mission in Afghanistan. Maybe there would be a place for me?" Park asks.

"The CIA didn't invite MI6 to the mission. I'm not sure I can convince Hudson to let you in." The tall man replys, "your boss won't agree either."

"I'll take care of the bureaucracy of MI6. Just squeeze me in. Don't worry, my action is also for the benefit of the free world. "

"I've always believed in you, Park, but I also want to remind you not to mess around." The man left with his hands in his pockets.

Park can understand his worry, since he has taken this job, he will have many kinds of worst assumptions in his subconscious.

On the battlefield of Afghanistan, the Soviet army is still deadlocked with the Afghan soldiers. The observation team organized by the CIA nominally represents the United Nations, but they provides military training and weapons for the Afghan soldiers in the dark.

Even when the Soviet Union is on the wane, NATO never dared to despise the "Red Giant".

Bell: What does NSFW stand for?

Park: Not Safe For Work

Mason: Naked Sexy Frank Woods

Park:

Adler:

Sims:

Woods: :)

I forgot who's the artist😂

hello please reply to this post with your favorite pictures of soap, ghost, woods, adler, park, or your favorite mw operators- i’m abusing the free prints on the shutterfly app :)

Honoring the lives lost in the Atlanta shooting

Xiaojie 'Emily' Tan, 49

Tan, 49, was the mother of Jami Webb, a recent graduate from the University of Georgia. She was a licensed massage therapist and the owner of Young’s Asian Massage, along with other businesses in the area, including another spa and a tanning salon, according to state records. She was “the sweetest, most kind-hearted, giving, never-met-a-stranger person,” a friend told Atlanta’s WSB-TV. Just one day away from her 50th birthday when she was killed, according to USA Today, Tan was described by her daughter as thoughtful, devoted to her family, and looking forward to traveling in her retirement.

Hyun Jung Grant, 51

Hyun Jung Grant was a Korean immigrant who worked at Atlanta’s Gold Spa. Her son Randy Park, 23, shared a tribute to his mother on GoFundMe: He said his mother was a single parent who “dedicated her whole life to providing for my brother and I.” She loved dancing and sushi, according to Park, who told The Daily Beast, “She wasn’t just my mother. She was my friend.” Park, who now has to raise his brother alone, is not buying law-enforcement officials’ suggestion that the attack was motivated by a supposed sex addiction, not racism. “That’s bullshit,” he said.

Delaina Ashley Yaun Gonzalez, 33

Yaun Gonzalez, 33, was a mother of two — 13-year-old Mayson and 8-month-old Mia. She had worked all day on Tuesday at the Waffle House a few shops down from Tan’s spa business. She had been looking forward to having a relaxing night out with her husband, Mario Gonzalez, whom she married only last year, and the couple had reportedly never been to Young’s Asian Massage before. According to Fox 5 Atlanta, family members say that Mario Gonzalez, who survived the shooting, is “taking [the situation] hard.” Delaina Ashley Yaun Gonzalez’s friends and family have set up a GoFundMe to address her funeral costs.

Paul Andre Michels, 54

Michels, 54, was a handyman at Young’s Asian Massage and the owner of an electric company. He was only recently hired for the role and excited to take it on after looking for more work during the pandemic, according to a friend who spoke with CBS46. An army veteran originally from Detroit, Michels is one of nine siblings and is survived by his wife of more than two decades. In an interview with the Guardian, his brother John Michels emphasized his kindness. “He was just a regular guy, very good-hearted, very soft-natured,” he said, while noting that Michels had expressed an interest in getting involved in the massage business.

Yong Ae Yue, 63

A licensed massage therapist, she was laid off at the start of the pandemic last year and was excited to finally start shifts at the spa again, her son Elliott Peterson, 42, told The Atlanta Journal-Constitution on Friday morning. Yue’s youngest child, Robert Peterson, 38, agreed, recalling their mother as a kind and deeply caring woman. If you stopped by her house, she’d sit you down, ask if you’d eaten, and then insist on a trip to H Mart grocery store so she could make a meal.

Daoyou Feng, 44

Daoyou Feng, 44, began working at Young’s Asian Massage in recent months, according to Tan’s friend Hynson. She was kind and quiet, he said. Her relatives could not be reached for comment.

Soon Chung Park, 74

Soon Chung Park, 74, was also a worker at an Atlanta spa. Her family didn’t respond when reached for comment. Park previously lived in New York, where she has relatives, her son-in-law, Scott Lee, told the New York Times. “She got along with her family so well,” Lee told the newspaper.

Suncha Kim, 69

Suncha Kim, 69, worked at one of the spas in Atlanta. Her family could not be reached for comment. Kim, a grandmother, was married for more than 50 years, a family member told the Times. She enjoyed line dancing and worked hard, the relative said.

Elcias Hernandez-Ortiz, 30

Hernandez-Ortiz, 30, was the only survivor of the victims who were shot on Tuesday, and he remains hospitalized for multiple gunshot wounds in his “forehead, throat, lungs and stomach,” according to the Washington Post. He was shot while standing outside in the shopping center where Young’s Asian Massage is located. “He came from nothing and has come a long way; that is why I have faith he will survive this,” his wife Flor Gonzalez told the Washington Post. Gonzalez has also set up a GoFundMe to help with the costs of Hernandez-Ortiz’s medical care.

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