attempt to connect with the doctors was successful, he continued. “Anyway, I’m sure right now the Russians don’t feel like talking to anyone, especially if this turns out to be what we think it is. I’m sure that if we poked our noses anywhere near that fiasco, they’d make sure we met with some sort of unfortunate accident.” Roberts sipped at his cup and winked at the couple. “But, we do have a little more information on what’s going on. Oh, were you able to use those reports that were loaded onto your laptop back at the base?”
“That’s a pleasant thought, meeting with some sort of accident,” Irene grumbled. “We’re going over there to help…and we have to worry about crap like that. And yes, I saw the reports, but it doesn’t do us any good if we can’t access the internet to get some real-time updates.”
Roberts leaned back in his seat and looked up at the ceiling of the cabin. Damn civilians. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “You know the drill. No internet, no cell phones, no contact with anyone outside of this mission. National security reasons and all.”
“You think I want to blog about this or post to my Facebook?” she asked.
Irritated, Roberts paused for a second to frown at Irene for her overdramatic statement. He then took another careful sip from his cup and sighed. He shot her a look of displeasure and decided not to reply to her last comment. “Hopefully we can get a better idea of what we’re looking at once we arrive in Kostanay. The Kazakhs say that they have six infected individuals in quarantine at a hospital there. They are in various states of infection, but what the people on the ground are telling us doesn’t make much sense at all. Now, as far as the Russians go, they aren’t saying anything about this either, and you can bet that they’re gonna stay silent about everything. Based on all the other information we’ve received so far, which isn’t much, it sounds like whatever it is that’s spreading over there might be some type of weaponized agent.”
“Uh, did you say ‘weaponized?’ ” Irene asked.
“Great, please don’t tell me that this is some man-made killer bug that was ‘accidentally’ released,” Michael chimed in. “I thought we were going over there because of an outbreak of some new super strain of rabies.” He shook his head in disbelief and gave a sarcastic chuckle.
“It has to be,” Roberts said. “Look, about two weeks ago, there were reports about some kind of accident at a secret town in southern Russia. Just outside of that town there is a large industrial facility. They still make military grade plutonium there…you know…for nuclear bombs. Also, there have been intelligence reports and briefings indicating that chemical and biological weapons were still being researched and manufactured at that same facility. As soon as the accident happened and shit started falling apart over there, the Russians quickly closed down everything around that place and they clamped down on the media.
Now, that alone says a lot, especially when their government news agency put out some vague, lame report about having to quarantine the area because of a rabies outbreak. We’re not sure if there’s any truth to that, but there’s a shit load of activity in that area that indicates that something more is going on there. Our satellites have picked up on several large fires burning across the entire region, all the way down to a city named Chelyabinsk. They’ve got major evacuations going on in that area, and the populace seems to be fleeing in every direction. Something is definitely going on over there. If they were working on things that they shouldn’t have been working on, like some real nasty and heinous shit, there’s no way that they would want anyone to find out about what they were doing, especially when it flies in the face of all of the treaties
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