There is a guy sitting on a park bench reading a news paper. Pretty average for a man in the early 60's, but this was not any ordinary man. This man was a ghost, he legally never existed. Of course he wasn't an actual ghost, he was a ghost working for the CIA and he had to undertake one of his most dangerous missions yet.
As I said before this story takes place in the early years of the swinging sixties, 1962 to be exact. You history buffs might know what happened in late 1962 but if you don't I will give you a little run down, because October, 1962 the Cuban Missile Crisis happened. This event was caused by the Soviets placing ICBM's in Cuba and aiming them towards the US. It caused 13 days of panic until the Soviet Union eventually took them out of Cuba. Our young agents mission was to infiltrate Cuba and capture a Soviet Missile Engineer wanting to defect.
This was not like anything he has ever done before, because if he were to get caught the Soviets would likely conquer Berlin and maybe even attack the US. So there he was waiting for his bus to the airport on that lonely park bench. He couldn't arouse suspicion so he had to take a flight to Puerto Rico, then he would take a boat to Cuba. When he arrived in Puerto Rico he was picked up and taken to the coastline, where he was only given a pistol with a suppressor.
When his fishing boat arrived on the coast of Cuba he saw nothing but an endless jungle. He took out his map and figured the Soviet base wouldn't be far, so he started to walk through the vast wilderness. As he walked on he heard the sound of trucks driving by so he started to crawl, and after a small hill he saw the clearing where the Soviets built their missiles. When he took out his binoculars to scan the area he heard Russian behind him and before he could react he was knocked out cold by the butt of an AK-47. When he woke up....
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