Long Yun’s intuition comes from his thinking.

Faced with such a superpowered American pilot, although the KGB's strict defense is indeed effective, it should be able to temporarily encircle him in the area near Olsk; but he always felt that relying solely on the inspection posts and dragnet-style searches of the internal security forces could only delay at best and prevent the American pilot from fleeing, but there was no way to really capture him.

As for why this kind of judgment is there?

Thinking about the super powers he possessed, Long Yun frowned slightly in sorrow.

While he was about to go to Orsk and wait for the plane to transfer, Long Yun received a report on the fax from the contact office at noon that day. Judging from the statements in the report, although a large number of KGB agents had already gone to Orsk and were launching a search operation, after a brief look at the handwriting on the fax paper, he had already smelled a trace of unusual information, or basically confirmed his terrible conjecture.

How could that American pilot, who was bare-handed and fist-fighted, easily pass the inspection at the checkpoint when facing several armed soldiers?

Putting himself in his shoes, Long Yun had to admit that even if he used his consciousness to do such a thing, it would be fine once or twice. If he had too many times, he would always reveal his flaws and be caught. But this guy was actually moving around Olsk in a swagger, completely ignoring the existence of many checkpoints. Obviously, he was fearless, or just-

Is it true that consciousness permeates!

Thinking of the infiltration of consciousness, that is, mental control, Long Yun took a breath unconsciously. This thought made him feel deeply frightened.

If that American pilot had the same superpower as himself, he could control other people's thoughts through consciousness infiltration. Even if it was just a short while, of course he could escape calmly from any tight encirclement. No, the crisis might not stop there; although he did not have the interest to use superpowers rashly, Long Yun knew very clearly how terrible potential threat this ability could be - if that guy abused consciousness infiltration and infiltrated and destroyed it in the Soviet Union, wouldn't no one be able to stop it?

If the truth is really like this, if this continues, I'm afraid that the guy will just be freed by that guy; or, more so, he sneaked into the secret department to engage in a conspiracy, that would be really troublesome.

No, I have to go to Orsk quickly!

A terrible prospect was right in front of me, and Long Yun immediately made up his mind. The frontline war is in a tight position. He has left the 237th Regiment for so many days. Now he has no time to sit down and wait for the scene to send the report back. At this time, the KGB agent came to inform that the helicopter transferred from Orsk had been ready, and he tucked the Makarov pistol on the table into his arms. He picked up the aks74 and walked out the door.

Humph, if you want to deal with that hateful guy, it is better to simply speak with a gun.

Even if he has superpowers in hand, he will still be afraid of bullets!

He carried his luggage and walked quickly to the helicopter apron. Long Yun, who was walking in a hurry, had a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes. If that American pilot really had mental control and had to kill this terrible threat, would he have to kill him quickly?

Keeping this kind of "Yuri" like people, what will the world become?

...

From Cherkar to Orsk, it took almost two hours for the Mi-24 helicopter.

After jumping out of the helicopter, Long Yun got into a car sent by the KGB. Agent Vasily Zevkov drove a chubby light blue uaz-452 van and pulled Comrade Rezenov, who was of great origin, to circle around the highway network in the city and suburbs of Olsk.

He drove the car for three hours in a row. The bumps of the old van made him feel a little nauseous, but the major general sitting next to him still had no intention of giving up. What was he going to do?

Is it because of the unfavorable task execution and running out to relax?

When Long Yun noticed the thoughts of the agent in the driver's seat beside him, he felt a little irritated at this time. From the time he came to Olsk to the present, he has been concentrating on trying to feel the consciousness of the American pilot; his plan is very simple, just like when tracing in the "Dead City", as long as he can lock his consciousness, he will not worry about not being able to catch people.

The idea is pretty good, but what about now?

He sat in the van for several hours, but had no valuable discoveries, or the various consciousness activities in the city were too dense, in short, he finally temporarily terminated this plan of looking for a needle in a haystack. Seeing that it was getting late, he called Zhivkov, who had worked hard for a long time, to have dinner with him. The two of them had a buffet in the best restaurant in Orsk. Before leaving, they bought a bottle of starka vodka from the counter and stuffed it to the agent:

"Thank you for your hard work today, Vasily! But I will continue to work tomorrow, so don't drink in the morning."

"Hehe, understand! Vick - Comrade, we will see you tomorrow morning."

There were so many people in the hotel that Zhivkov almost let out a word. He grinned at Long Yun with a bottle of wine and then closed the car door and drove away. He thought that this famous ace pilot was still easy-going and looked like a major general's airs.

Watching the light blue van gradually fade away at the door of the residence, Long Yun smiled bitterly and shook his head. To be honest, he also thought it was not reliable to drive around the city like this, but what can I do if I don’t look for it like this? I went back to the house to rest, and looked at the dimly lit city night view outside the window, thinking of the American pilot who was hiding in this area, he felt a little uneasy to sleep.

And he was a little confused. If he fled from the "dead city" to the Soviet border, he should have run south.

So why did this guy appear in Orsk in the northwest? Could it be that there was any conspiracy?

With a little helplessness and doubt, the next morning, Long Yun took a van to make a city parade in Olsk.

Of course, as a newly-employed KGB agent, his actions were not out of order. He studied the detailed deployment maps of the city and surrounding areas sent by the agents the night before. Now he can tell that the activity area of ​​the Americans is compressed within 20 to 30 kilometers around the city. And now Long Yun has discovered that the distance of his consciousness's snooping effect has increased significantly. Although he still doesn't understand what is going on, it is of course convenient for searching for targets.

Under this random search strategy, the possibility of directly encountering the target is of course very small, but as long as you continue to search, he believes that he will sooner or later meet that hateful guy.
Chapter completed!