Binary code Mystery number two

The company's client list is confidential, but Rutra was aware that among them were major corporations and government agencies – both U.S. and foreign, including Russian.

All this was just a screen for periodic leaks from real intelligence agencies. During Rutra's absence, information was leaked about the Russian president's ties with agents of the German Federal Intelligence Service (BND). Naturally, with secret information thrown in, with signatures and seals, meeting places, passwords and safe houses. The seedbed was launched, and no one has ever realized that the president had been working abroad in the past, in the past, in a structure of a different orientation. It was proved that he was recruited under the threat of disclosure of information about his connections with the Colombian drug mafia.

At the same time, the press received information that the United States had allegedly completed work on the missile defense system and secretly tested it. The test was officially presented as a joint firing exercise with European allies to repel a missile attack by a terrorist group whose name was translated as "punishment from heaven" or "punishment from heaven.

The third part of the information pyramid was the leaking to the media of an allegedly existing report by the U.S. Military Space Intelligence Service on the installation by Russia, along the U.S. coast, of the latest Skif ballistic missile capable of being in standby mode on the seabed and ocean floor and, at the right moment, firing on command to hit land and sea targets. It was noted that the laying of such missiles in several areas of the bottom will make it possible to hit the target at the necessary moment without involving submarines. This caused such a stormy resonance that European and American media were "boiling". Some blamed the United States, claiming that it pays so much tax and the military allowed enemy missiles to be placed under their noses, while others were angry at Russia, demanding that it be punished.

There was no less hype in Russia. The country was clearly divided into two camps in terms of its attitude to what was happening, and not on the socio-economic principle. Some were convinced of the incumbent president, claiming that only he would punish Russia's enemies, which turned out to be almost everyone around them, while others were ready to die to free the country from the "junta that seized power. There were those who believed that both options were wrong. Rutru had little interest in all of this, he was just wondering how such a company had turned out so quickly. He even began to suspect that it had been at least a month, not a few days, since the events had unfolded so quickly, then he analyzed the reality that said it was not so.

– How so soon, why now, who authorized it, what is the purpose? – Rutra demanded reports from his subordinates.

– A direct order from Hristoforovich," reported the head of the security service.

Rutra's questioning look was answered by the center's administrator.

– The top of all news bans jamming pro-Western information, the purpose being to prepare the U.S. Treasury's refusal to accept U.S. dollars printed to "walk" outside the states.

– It's already started, isn't it? I haven't finished my investigation yet.

Rutra now decided to finalize some details. In order to save time, including family time, he called Hent, said that he was ready to discuss a further plan in the morning, and received approval. Thus, discussing current affairs, he arrived home. At home, as always under such circumstances, everyone was jubilant.

The next day Ruthra met with Hent, the latter was in high spirits.

– Well, did you bring the scientist to the coffin? – he asked, ostensibly seriously.

Ruthra realized that Hent was joking like that.

– How can you think that of me," Ruthra said with supposed indignation. – I tried my best to save him, and he went in there himself.

– What conclusions, what is your opinion? – Hent asked seriously now.

– I connected to you during the explanation to the members of the operational staff, nothing else so far.

– Yeah, I wrote it down. And further investigation, details, chronology of events at the firing range?

– Yarovitovich said he'd take care of his own. By the way, he sends his regards to you.

– Thank you," Hent laughed.

Ruthra, realizing he didn't quite get the humor, decided to clarify for himself.

– By the way, here's a question. He can call you, can't he?

– Well you businessman, even here forget to have a conversation about it," he said and pointed his finger downwards.

– And yet – what, there's no connection?

– Forget it. Of course there is, why would there be a "hub"?

Rutra wanted to ask what was behind "saying hello" to someone you could call, justifying it as not personal curiosity.

– That's it, cease and desist. Remember only the main task. The nuclear center in Sarov still hasn't figured out anything, continue the investigation, go to them, we need to understand what the point is. What are your thoughts on the matter?

– Perhaps it is because the operation of their supercomputer is based on the principle of parallel computing, while the program is encrypted using the serial mode principle.

– So check on another computer based on the right principle. If it helps, of course.

– You don't think so?

– I think some results should have been here.

– There's a supercomputer at the firing range, too. How does it work?

– It's the same. Even if there were another, he can't be "distracted".

– Which one can I use then?

– You had Los Alamos on your program, there.

– That's not what I was supposed to check with them, something else.

– And you check it out, we'll make a deal, it's in our system.

– How do I get the program out?

– You don't understand the level. The program is ours, it's being protected for us, not from us. We'll take it out in a special case, with an escort. Just finish it here. At least I'll be sure that everything we could check was checked. Do you understand? Think like they do. They knew we'd be looking where something related to top-secret storage. Something we don't see. That's why I gave you this assignment, knowing that you think abstractly, unconventionally.

– Thank you. Let me check what I've already outlined, so that I can feel more at ease in this sense, and then I'll calculate the completely unbelievable. Once I'm done in Russia, I'll go overseas. I want to check the data centers, Los Alamos, Area 51, NSA, and then I'll see what sequences arise. You won't have any problems?

– Oh, I see the level. You've obviously benefited from the range. It won't be a problem, we have a single center and purpose.

– Just a question. I realize I'm supposed to be above some "coasts", but still – why take control of our Perimeter system and not theirs?

– You probably know the answer to the question, you just want confirmation. What they have is already under control. You'll see for yourself at Area 51. And only Russia has the Perimeter system. That's it. Whoever created it didn't just make it clever, they envisioned a lot of things. It's not just one person, it's a team, you can't get into their brains like you can into ours. They will get into anyone's brain and soul.

– I see. I realized that a long time ago. Thank you.

– Thinking outside the box. It's quite possible they have set up legitimate international organizations too. We have to look everywhere, everything is under suspicion – Putin's secret bunker and the safe house where Bill Gates' archives are kept, everything. This place can be under a plausible pretext closed, secret with restricted access. In any variants it can be a circuit in the signal transmission system. The logic is the same. Just as they created hidden mines, from which missiles will fly out three days after the winner will launch a salute in honor of victory, so also hidden transmitters, servers will work at the right hour, on a predetermined signal, perhaps automatic. And everything around can serve as a screen to hide it. For example, you could hide anything anywhere in some billionaire's secret and heavily guarded fortified bomb shelter somewhere. You had on your list of locations in the US to be thoroughly scanned. Including brain scans of the staff, unnoticed by them. We've done everything you think we've done before, now we're going global. I think we underestimated them. They could plant it everywhere, because we don't know who they are, we only know they are, because they're somehow manifesting themselves. They could put it in Cheyenne or Raven Rock, or even the Kremlin. I've come to the conclusion that they've been running this show, with actors in the form of friends and enemies, as well as we have. I've been to Cheyenne once. Go there. My heart tells me it's harder than we imagined. I'll make all the arrangements, they'll meet you, organize everything. According to the legend, you'll be a researcher at a closed research institute. It's fashionable now, it's called experience exchange. Whoever needs it will know why you're there.

The Master was silent, elbows resting on his elbows, his palms spread apart, gesturing that that was all. Ruthra stood up, shook Hentu's hand, and headed for the exit. He stopped at the door and asked:

– So everything's okay on Polygon?

– Yarovitovich will figure it out for himself," Hent replied thoughtfully.

– What did Alikhanov die of? – Ruthra asked, squinting his eyes a little, indicating that he was not satisfied with that answer.

Rutra decided to show his principled position regarding this and further investigation, which was based on the fact that since he had "entered" the role, the status, so be kind, accept what you wanted. Hent, as it turned out, was even pleased by the question. He smiled, shook his head affirmatively while shaking his index finger, pointed at Rutra, changed his smile to a "firm" expression with tightly pressed lips, and answered:

– It's called "woe is me", we'll figure it out before you get there. You've found the main thing. Go on to new feats, the motherland should know its secret heroes, though maybe later on. By the way, it's almost a second homeland for you there, you'll remember your service.

Ruthra smiled, too, then changed his expression to a serious one, letting him know that uncertainty breeds when he doesn't get an answer to his questions, blinked at Hent with both eyes, said he understood, walked out, and headed for the elevator. The hardest part was explaining at home that he was leaving again. What to do, I had to.

Rutra went down to Zero, work was boiling, around the world many people were hustling. Anyway, the point of Center Zero was to keep tabs on those who kept tabs on others. Rutra assembled the team, listened to the reports, made important observations about collecting banking information. A variety of information from multiple entities flowed into Center Zero legally. Everything that happened with accounts, transfers, transactions, bearer trusts, and more could be inaccessible to all but those who registered and the one who was registered. Everything that was registered was official information, certainly not accessible, but it was registered. Accordingly, no matter how hidden it was, it was still reported. It was important for the client, whose property or finances were kept secret from the whole world. These reports were received by some controlling or registering body, and it in turn fell under another control. And so on in complicated ways to the center "Zero". Accordingly, when there was information that a special service was monitoring the banking operations of citizens, Rutra smiled.

Rutra commissioned a review (over the last 30 years) of large transfers and financial transactions of international organizations legally operating under other names; the same for employees of closed research institutes, suspended or dismissed high-ranking military officers, intelligence officers, their relatives and their circle of contacts.

– I hope you can handle your main job and your new one. Is that clear? How long my next business trip will last, I cannot yet determine.

– You won't be in touch? – asked the head of security.

– That's a possibility.

– What to do if BT Group refuses to use the single digital signature certificate protocol previously adopted in the European Union? – The Information Control Administrator has already asked.

– I don't think it will come to that, if it does happen, then they should certainly, in accordance with our internal rules, coordinate this issue with the center. If not, you turn on Tempora and blocking of inter-network traffic, and then GCHQ will take over.

GCHQ – Government Communications Headquarters is the UK intelligence service responsible for conducting electronic intelligence and ensuring the protection of government and military information. The center is a member of the UKUS SIGINT alliance and is responsible for the collection and analysis of information in the countries of Europe, including the European part of Russia and Africa. The intelligence service is part of the Joint Intelligence Committee, together with MI5 (domestic intelligence) and MI6 (foreign intelligence).

– For all questions you will contact me, using a specially organized for this program communication complex, under the legend of the Institute of Experimental Physics. Not directly, but through Christina to VNIIEF Sarov, and there the automation is already in place.

– I see," the employees replied in unison, some in a voice, some nodded, mostly the male part; the female part expressed the expected and, apparently, long overdue.

– Tell me, Chief, why do you keep leaving us? – smiling and jokingly asked the ladies from the analytical department.

– Everything will be fine, I'll be back soon, we'll celebrate, – said Rutra, reassuring, because in "Zero", purely because of the specifics of the organization, there was an atmosphere where the team could not "go wild" in the circle of "alien" individuals.

Something suspicious was seen in everything, and it was already a professional reflex.

– Yay, hurry up, it's getting boring.

– All right, keep your nose to the wind, I'm outta here. Goodbye.

– Goodbye," they said in unison.

Already on the way out, the head of his own security department approached him and said in a quiet voice (more to indicate the individual importance of the information than for the sake of secrecy):

– You know, I've been paying attention lately to the fact that our department is getting information out of official channels of communication.

– How did you figure that out?

– There has been no dispatch from you, however there appear to be assignments based on the recommendations of your analysis.

– Orders from who?

– From a higher authority.

– From Hristoforovich?

– Yeah. You can send it to us directly.

– Thanks, I'll keep that in mind. I must have missed something. What's the nature of these recommendations?

– Ordinary – make a report, analyze what's going on, plan something.

– What was the last one?

– You should have been reported to you by your assistants, they probably think you know. That last one was rather odd.

– Which is what?

– To trace, analyze cases of schizophrenia, namely split personality or suspicious, not peculiar before behavior of persons having access to secret regime objects.

Rutru was surprised by this, he didn't show it, he pretended to be aware.

– Based on the recommendations of my analysis, you say?

– That's right," the security guard reported.

Ruthra thought of the connection between the topic and the "pumping" of personalities. It was an indication of how seriously his report was taken. In his heart he rejoiced, it meant that in parallel with his activity there was work on the program he had set. Of course, the seriousness of the assumption could put many people under suspicion, yet often at such sites gifted individuals had to think to themselves.

– Yes, it happened," Ruthra reassured the man, trying not to belittle his loyalty and trust. – I had to consult with my superiors. You know, like Papanov in The Diamond Arm.

They smiled at each other, after which Rutra walked out, the JIT chief seeing him off with a glance. Being sure of this, Rutra turned around and said to approve of his subordinate's action:

– Fix everything," he nodded and closed the door.

"What could it be, why didn't Hent tell me about it, what's it for?" – thought Ruthra already in the elevator.

***

On the plane, Ruthra, as usual, was thinking with himself to put the necessary information in the necessary sequence on the "shelves" of memory, and at the same time he was doing his favorite thing for "tuning" the brain – "telling" himself about the place of his next trip. And there was a lot to tell about.

Cheyenne Mountain is a secure underground NORAD complex, the center of the North American Joint Air and Space Defense Command. Cheyenne Mountain is located in the state of Colorado, near the city of Colorado Springs. The steel bunker was built at a depth of 700 meters inside the granite rock and according to the calculations of the creators can withstand a nuclear strike with a power of thirty megatons. A 1400-meter tunnel leads inside the mountain, behind it is the main airlock, covered by 25-ton doors that remain airtight at an excessive external pressure of 40 atmospheres. The complex is resistant not only to nuclear explosions, but also to earthquakes. The complex includes: the Airspace Situation Monitoring Operations Center; the Missile Warning Center; the Space Monitoring Center; the NORAD and Space Command Joint Center; the Joint Intelligence Community Center; the National Civilian Warning Center; the Center for Software Development of System Elements; and the Weather Forecasting Center.

The plane has landed at Denver International Airport. Anyone entering the airport in Denver will be shocked by what they see. This place is the subject of many suspicions and questions, to which everyone gives a different answer. There is a dark and unexplained symbolism literally pervading all the structures that catches everyone's eye.

The Denver International Airport was opened in 1995, despite the fact that the large Stapleton Airport was already in operation here. Its creators convinced the public of the necessity of building a new airport, giving such arguments that the city needed a new airport, which would be able to pass more passenger traffic, would be technically more perfect and convenient for passengers. In fact – it was needed because there was an underground shelter built underneath it, and it was connected by an underground tunnel to the NORAD base. It was something similar to the Zero – Metro 2 – Metro 3 – Polygon system.....

Rutra flew there with two specialists who accompanied him with a briefcase containing the Perimeter program. On arrival, they were met by a group of people, ostensibly from the scientific community. After Polygon, Rutra was a little used to his new capabilities, so it was unusual for him to immediately recognize that they were speaking in English, because he understood them in Russian.

After a light conversation and a cup of coffee, the "invisible" organizers of the meeting reported, "The legend went fine, we can move on." They descended into the underground vaults of the airport. The spetses accompanying Rutra were assigned a special compartment with a household unit. There they were to wait for Rutra's instructions. He was escorted to an even lower deck, where there was an entrance corridor to the tunnel linking the strategic centers of NORAD, Raven Rock, and Area-51.

The tunnel was very similar in design form to the polygon's capsule conduit. "Clearly the same team worked on them," Ruthra thought. He was placed in the capsule, and he rushed. Ruthra had no fear of confined spaces, but it was still not very pleasant to "fly" at high speed in an "egg".

An hour later, he was in place. Rutra was met by two military men. Of course, it was a faint semblance of a firing range, simple as that. It was a half-civilian, half-illegal facility. He was led into the bay where the scientists worked. One of them came up to Rutra, said hello, introduced himself.

– Pete, my name is Pete. My ancestors are from Russia," he explained in Russian with a strong American accent. – I'm half Jewish, my mom came here when the "sea" of ours came here. And you?

– Does it matter?

– No, but still. I must accompany you. How do you speak English?

– That's fine, we can do that.

According to legend, Rutra was a scientist, a double agent, and Pete had to know that.

– Are you looking for sources of unpredictable signals?

"What the hell, how does he know," thought Ruthra.

– Which ones?

– I apologize, I must have misspoken.

Next he began to speak in English.

– We have been instructed to assist you in finding sources that could be responsible for unauthorized sources of signals that could interfere with the automatic launch and navigation control of satellites, aircraft and missiles.

Ruthra calmed down, tuned into the dialog, asked.

– Do you have anything like that?

– I may disappoint you, but you've come to the wrong place. The center is officially closed, what we do here is about… that's another area.

– Which one, may I ask?

– We were charged with developing a concept for population management in the face of dramatic changes in the socio-economic, demographic and cultural-religious composition of society.

– Who needs it, why here? I mean, why the secrecy?

– There, I see you know what I'm talking about.

– About what?

– According to the information we have been given about you, you have an active civic position in Russia. I think you are concerned about the same problems as we are.

– Like what?

– These are the very ones associated with a dramatic change in the socio-economic, demographic and cultural-religious composition of society.

Ruthra frowned, he couldn't understand what he was getting at, he realized it and added:

– You, for example, have a very stable public perception of the existence of a "world behind the scenes", a conspiracy theory, so to speak. And you accuse us, i.e. the USA, of this. And who should we blame?

– Do you think you have it too?

– Uh, sure.

– You? At this level?

– Imagine, there's a lot of information that's not available to the public.

– What does it say?

– I think you, as a scientist, will understand me, in the sense that we can only discuss this topic with trusted individuals.

– Is it dangerous?

– I can't say for sure. As for certainty, I certainly wouldn't want an outsider to know. After all, we came to these conclusions on the basis of the information we received from those whom we have come to regard as members of the shadowy conspiracy.

– Conspiracy?

– Not against the authorities, they are the secret authorities. If this information is kept from the public, then it is a conspiracy against the public.

– So what is this information?

– A secret plan in case of nuclear war, colossal natural disaster, or some other type of apocalypse.

– Do you think it's possible, that it's real?

– Let me give you the facts.

– Why, I'm a complete stranger, and my purpose is different.

– No, no, you are not a stranger to us. You can understand us, and most importantly, you can help us.

– How?

– We want to cooperate. We need information about whether we are the only ones who have this happening.

– What's going on?

– Preparation. In return, I will help you understand and possibly find how you can hide and where you can hide the source of the signal.

– Where is it?

– Wouldn't you agree?

– Agree to what?

– To help us as a coworker.

– Within the scientific community, no problem.

– Then let's go to the meeting room, we have a discussion, debate and report there, free-format.

They went into the next room, there were quite a few people there, mostly in white coats, professional "sickness" was evident even in that. They were having a meeting. Ruthra was confused in his thoughts and guesses and could not yet grasp the meaning.

One of the scientists was reporting, he periodically questioned the man sitting next to him about the construction of the facilities he was building, then told the room his interpretation. Ruthra began to take in what he was talking about.