50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 364 Unexpected Gains
Sun Zhiwei was running, but the space had been fully opened, allowing him to monitor the surrounding activity. He also saw the two maintenance workers engulfed by the missile's exhaust flames.

The most important thing now is to avoid the most dangerous places. He doesn't know the exact blast radius of the RGM-84, but he needs to be at least 100 meters away to ensure his safety.

After all, it's a warhead weighing over 200 kilograms, which is no joke. And with so many missiles nearby, if it explodes and a few more detonate, he'll be done for today.

That damn crane operator can't even hold a missile that's several meters long steady. Is he drunk?

Even though he was still on the run, he couldn't help but glance at the crane's cab high up above.

Hey, you guessed right! There's a burly, drunk man sleeping soundly in the driver's seat, damn it.

On the ground, the missile, which had already been ignited, began to slide across the concrete surface under the powerful thrust of its exhaust plume.

It was heading in the direction of a missile pile, which consisted of ten RGM-84 missiles.

This is what Sun Zhiwei saw after turning his gaze away from the crane. The dangerous situation made his scalp tingle.

He was speechless. He had only come to gather information, play a couple of rounds whether he got lucky or not, and was going back to San Francisco early the next morning. But then this unexpected thing happened.

At this time, the entire dock area is an ammunition loading and unloading area. Several types of missiles and shells have already been unloaded from the aircraft carrier and are laid out on the ground.

On the right, a large object more than ten meters long is suspended from the steel cable of the crane: UGM-96A (Trident).

This is a nuclear bomb! Even if it's hard to detonate, if radioactive elements leak out, it'll be a disaster for this base.

Whether we can still stay in Tokyo Bay at that time is uncertain.

This area is surrounded by big cities, with at least tens of millions of residents. If it gets contaminated by nuclear radiation, that would be quite a spectacle.

After saying a lot, it only took a dozen seconds. Sun Zhiwei had already run out of the open area, turned a corner, and entered the back of a building.

Before he could catch his breath, a loud explosion rang out behind him, and the falling Harpoon missile crashed into a pile of missiles and exploded.

Sun Zhiwei witnessed the moment of the explosion in space. The violent shockwave overturned all the nearby missiles in all directions, some falling into the water and others scattering around.

The UGM-96A missile that had fallen from the sky also detached from the cable due to the violent impact and fell directly into the sea.

Upon seeing this, Sun Zhiwei's eyes lit up. He quickly manipulated his spatial storage to retrieve the trident that had fallen into the water.

Meanwhile, he also collected three of the dozen or so Harpoon missiles that had fallen into the water nearby.

Alright, with these two types of missiles, he doesn't need to look for any other intelligence; he can just deliver the missiles directly.

Both of these are missiles currently in service with the US military.

The RGM-84 Harpoon anti-ship missile has a range of 100 kilometers, uses solid fuel, and is equipped with active radar homing at the terminal stage.

It can be said to be very advanced, extremely advanced, with terminal guidance, a function that is still completely new in China.

The other UGM-96A (Trident) was even more remarkable, and its fame spread far and wide in later generations.

With a range of 7400 kilometers, a three-stage solid rocket engine, and carrying ten 100-kiloton H warheads, it's truly impressive.

If this thing goes missing, the US Seventh Fleet will probably be furious, and the White House will also be watching this matter closely.

However, they wouldn't suspect that someone stole the missile; they would only assume that the ballistic missile was carried away by ocean currents after entering the water.

It was estimated that an investigation would begin soon, so Sun Zhiwei took advantage of the chaos to run to the south wall of the base.

Taking advantage of the darkness, he quickly changed his clothes, then climbed over the wall and ran into the alley across the street. He needed to return his work clothes; otherwise, the drunkard would become suspicious when he sobered up tomorrow.

A short while later, he returned to the geisha house where the drunken repairman worked, and through the wall, he scattered his clothes into the drunken worker's room.

Once everything was done, he took out a pickup truck and sped north.

Along the way, he saw many police cars conducting checks, but they all tacitly let him go after seeing the American license plate on the pickup truck.

You can't mess with resident mold.

They have extraterritorial rights. If M military personnel commit crimes, they must be tried by the base court. Local courts have no jurisdiction over such cases.

Since that's the case, it's better to avoid trouble and just let them pass.

As a result, Sun Zhiwei traveled smoothly and quickly returned to downtown Tokyo.

He got out of the car in a secluded alley, put the pickup truck back into his spatial storage, and only then did he have time to check the four missiles he had just stored away at the Yokosuka base.

These missiles likely have positioning capabilities, but he doesn't dare to take them out yet.

Considering that this place is only about 2000 kilometers away from my father-in-law's home in Qingdao, I thought it would be great if I could load the spoils I just seized here and sail directly home.

Actually, it's not impossible. The two countries now have direct shipping routes, and there are indeed cargo ships traveling between them. It's just that the original plan to return to San Francisco will have to be changed.

"Fine, I'll change it then." After thinking it through, he immediately called Haneda Airport and canceled his flight back to San Francisco for the next day.

As for the reason, Mr. James was attracted by the local customs and culture and decided to stay for a few days before leaving.

Upon hearing this, the operator chuckled knowingly and immediately processed his refund.

After getting his ticket refund processed, Sun Zhiwei drove to the foot of Mount Fuji and checked into a hot spring inn.

That evening, he sent a telegram to Xu Yimin in the intelligence department, explaining the current situation and requesting support.

If things don't go smoothly, go to the organization; the leaders will always find a solution.

On the other end, Xu Yimin was a little confused after receiving the telegram.

Sun Zhiwei was supposed to be in Washington, so how did he end up in Tokyo and manage to acquire an intercontinental ballistic missile? As for the three smaller ones, he didn't even care.

Is this some kind of cabbage? You can just get it whenever you want?
Although I don't understand it, Sun Zhiwei is asking for help, so it can't be fake.

In any case, it's always a good thing to be able to get such a big thing back, so he quickly sought help from his superiors, since he didn't have any way to transport those tens of tons of bombs back on his own.

Moreover, that thing is so dangerous that it must be transported covertly. Only the higher-ups can coordinate how to keep it secret and what ships to mobilize.

His intelligence department doesn't have that much power right now, so he can only ask his maternal family for help.

However, he remained cautious and did not reveal what he was transporting. The fewer people who knew about it, the better. He planned to personally pick up the ship.

In Tokyo, Sun Zhiwei didn't just wait idly for news. Instead, he went out early and returned late every day, creating the illusion that he was traveling.

In fact, he had already dug a long tunnel dozens of meters below the guesthouse.

He is currently disassembling the warhead and engine of the RGM-84 Harpoon inside, preparing to break it into three sections for easier transport.

(End of this chapter)