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Maksim had narrowly escaped Hendrik’s stronghold through a hidden passage, his pulse pounding with the exhilaration of his next covert operation. A cryptic communique from his superiors had ordered him to a rendezvous point, with no details about the true nature of his assignment. Despite the unknown, Maksim’s determination and readiness never faltered.
As he surveyed the bustling airport, Maksim’s keen eyes searched for any trace of his enigmatic contact. A seasoned and versatile operative, he was an invaluable asset to the Order, a clandestine organization committed to maintaining global stability. Each mission further honed his skills, making him an essential player in the Order’s intricate game.
Years of rigorous training in various disciplines, from close-quarters combat to intelligence gathering, had forged Maksim into the Order’s ultimate weapon. He reminisced about his previous exploits, from breaching impenetrable facilities under the cloak of darkness to outmaneuvering hostile agents as he secured cutting-edge technology. Unwavering focus and steely resolve propelled Maksim to achieve victory time and time again.
As the clock relentlessly ticked, Maksim’s anticipation swelled like a gathering storm. Familiar with the intoxicating blend of uncertainty, adrenaline, and purpose, he knew his upcoming mission would test his mettle like never before. Yet, he remained undaunted, eager to tackle any challenge the Order deemed necessary.
No matter the task—be it traversing treacherous terrain or employing unorthodox tactics—Maksim was prepared. His mind raced with strategies, trying to outmaneuver every conceivable scenario. For Maksim, serving the Order was more than just an occupation; it was his life’s purpose.
As Maksim’s anticipation approached a fever pitch, a shadowy figure materialized from the throngs of travelers. Despite the figure’s unassuming appearance, Maksim’s instincts instantly recognized the contact. A carefully choreographed dance of subtle gestures solidified the silent acknowledgement between them.
As the contact drew near, Maksim braced for the covert exchange. A plain white envelope, innocuous to the unsuspecting eye, passed between them. This seemingly trivial item held the key to Maksim’s thrilling new odyssey.
With the handoff complete, the contact vanished into the sea of faces as swiftly as they had appeared. Clutching the envelope, Maksim’s heart raced as he realized that opening it would irrevocably set him on a path fraught with peril and adventure.
In a secluded corner, Maksim carefully extracted the envelope’s contents. A collection of photos, maps, and enigmatic messages unveiled the blueprint for his latest assignment. Maksim’s mind whirled with the potential challenges ahead, each new mission pushing him to the edge, proving his unwavering loyalty and commitment to the Order’s cause.
Greetings, Special Agent K.
It’s great to hear that your exercise went well, and congratulations to your team for winning. Now, let’s get back to business. Our old friend Maksim Kotova has escaped the Schneider residence under mysterious circumstances, and our field agents did not see anyone leave.
Nevertheless, we are determined to capture him this time, by any means necessary. A few weeks ago, one of our field agents managed to sneak into the residence and attach a GPS tracker and camera device to Maksim’s jacket.
Unfortunately, it seems that Maksim has taken some countermeasures, as the GPS functionality of our device doesn’t seem to work, most likely due to some jamming device he has on him. Nevertheless, our device automatically connects to any public WiFi network in range and uploads the photos it takes.
It is your assignment to use these photos to locate Maksim Kotova. One you do, we will send in one of our top field agent, Ricardo Alvarez, AKA the Bloodhound. He will make short work of Maksim.
As always, Special Agent K. Best of luck on this operation.
The Latanya Hotel in Ankara, Turkey was a monument to ostentation. Its façade sparkled in the sun like a jewel nestled in the heart of the city. Inside room 702, on the seventh floor, a man named Maksim sat on a velvet-upholstered armchair, absently rotating a silver coin between his fingers. He was a man with a seemingly ordinary façade, but under this layer of normality lurked a dangerous player of a shadowy underworld.
Maksim belonged to the Order of Hades, a clandestine organization that held notoriety in the dark alleys of espionage. He was in Ankara for a nefarious reason: a rendezvous with a certain “Walid” to arrange a shipment of toxic gas for an organization named Ahemait.
The city buzzed with life, oblivious to the dangerous dance being choreographed in the shadows. But there was another player in this deadly game who had joined the fray, a man named Ricardo Alvarez, better known as “the Bloodhound”. Alvarez was a hunter of the highest class, working for the Tiberian Order.
As Maksim left the confines of the hotel, he walked into the bustling city with a sense of purpose, blending seamlessly with the crowd. He navigated through the chaotic city streets, towards the labyrinthine market district, his destination the rendezvous point with Walid. Yet, he couldn’t shake off the feeling of being watched, his instincts honed by years of danger alerting him to an unseen predator.
Meanwhile, Alvarez, the seasoned tracker, was hot on his trail, blending with the crowd just as efficiently as his prey. His gaze was unwavering, locked onto Maksim like a hawk watching its quarry, patient and persistent.
Alvarez tailed Maksim through the chaos of the market district, where vendors hawked their wares and customers haggled for bargains. The air was heavy with the scent of exotic spices and the clamor of countless voices. But amidst the chaos, the deadly dance of predator and prey continued unabated.
Maksim, feeling the unseen gaze intensify, slipped into a narrow alley behind the market. He hoped to lose his tracker in the winding maze of backstreets, but he underestimated his adversary. No sooner had he stepped into the gloom of the alley, he was pounced upon by the Bloodhound. Alvarez moved with lethal precision, capturing Maksim before he could retaliate.
In the haunting silence of the alley, Alvarez secured Maksim, his face masked by a sinister satisfaction. He then reached for a secure device, dialing an encrypted number. His voice echoed against the damp walls, “Alvarez here. Maksim is secure. Requesting a B.T.R.U. extraction team.”
As the cold metal of Alvarez’s handcuffs clasped around Maksim’s wrists, an icy dread filled him, not only from his capture but from a more profound, haunting realization. The city around him remained blissfully unaware, its vibrant pulse a stark contrast to the grim reality unfolding in the shadows. Maksim’s journey had spiraled into a nightmare, but his instincts told him there was more at play.
The chilling truth began to unravel in his mind. He saw himself not as the hunter, but as bait in a larger, more complex game. The Order of Hades, his own brethren in the shadows, had been mysteriously compromised. But were they victims, or were they orchestrators of this cruel fate that had befallen him?
As he looked into the relentless eyes of Alvarez, Maksim was struck by a chilling thought. Could it be possible that his own Order had offered him up as a pawn? Was his capture part of a grander strategy in the clandestine war with the Tiberian Order?
Caught in the eye of this storm, Maksim was left grappling with the terrible potential truth of his betrayal. The city continued its rhythmic life around him, ignorant of the chilling drama that was about to unfold. As the puppet strings of this grand theatre tightened, the repercussions of Maksim’s capture were yet to ripple through the shadowy world of espionage.
Materials and Answer Instruction
1 – Figure out the answer to the Operation
2 – Construct the password using instruction below to unlock the “flagfile”
3 – Use the “answer code” from “flagfile” to submit your score via the “answer submission form”
Scoreboard: Operation Bloodhound
|Submission Time||Agent Callsign||Unit|
|May 1, 2023, 10:38 PM||Tungst (OSCAR ZULU)||A.S.I.C.|
|May 1, 2023, 10:39 PM||Degun (OSCAR ZULU)||A.S.I.C.|
|May 1, 2023, 10:50 PM||Kralizec (Oscar Zulu)||A.S.I.C.|
|May 1, 2023, 11:21 AM||WireC47||No Unit|
|May 4, 2023, 10:42 PM||Beardedguy_za||A.S.I.C.|
|May 5, 2023, 1:32 AM||Bibelo||Red Team|
|May 9, 2023, 5:43 PM||Mercenary Mazeplay||Field OPS|
|May 9, 2023, 5:52 PM||captain flam||No Unit|
|May 9, 2023, 5:52 PM||Mercenary Rofell0s||B.T.R.U.|
|May 11, 2023, 4:30 PM||matroyshka62||A.S.I.C.|
|May 12, 2023, 3:34 PM||LeRoux||Red Team|
|May 12, 2023, 9:07 PM||LemanRuss||No Unit|
|May 14, 2023, 4:08 AM||vizivod||A.S.I.C.|
|May 14, 2023, 4:37 AM||shozin||Red Team|
|May 14, 2023, 4:53 PM||7069wrk||B.T.R.U.|
|May 19, 2023, 1:56 PM||NemesisAlm||Red Team|
|May 19, 2023, 5:17 PM||Fritz0609||Red Team|
|May 21, 2023, 4:03 AM||SwiftRaven||No Unit|
|May 21, 2023, 6:38 PM||sh4dowExecutable||Red Team|
|May 22, 2023, 1:28 PM||sicklukk||Field OPS|
|May 22, 2023, 12:02 PM||DonnyPr0xy||Red Team|
|May 22, 2023, 12:04 PM||shad0File404||Red Team|
|May 28, 2023, 5:58 PM||BoΠeShΔdϴw³||B.T.R.U.|
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