Ultra Agent Chapter 5: Special Agent 007
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After the ecological backlash of chemical poisons and the hopeless dilemma of feral cat overpopulation, the Southern Continent’s research team finally reached a profound realization: to truly end the rat plague, they could no longer treat only the symptoms. They had to strike the root — the massive underground empire, centered on the Rat King, stretching dozens of kilometers beneath the earth.
The burrows were never isolated holes. They formed a vast, connected secret network, complete with granaries, nurseries, and alert tunnels. If one area was attacked, the colony reinforced it at once, like an underground city-state. Although the earlier ordinary rat agents had mapped part of the system, the cunning Rat King sensed danger and moved the colony repeatedly. New nests hid deep under ancient tree roots or inside solid rock crevices, beyond the reach of standard tracking equipment. Surface strikes remained useless, and total victory remained distant.
To destroy this enormous underground empire, they needed the most elite agent, equipped with the most advanced technology, to complete the near-impossible mission.
After rigorous selection and brutal training, one extraordinary brown rat stood out from all the others.
She was lean, swift, and silent, with sharper, more alert eyes than her kind. Her learning ability was unmatched, her obedience perfect, and she never panicked even in mortal danger. She was born to be a top agent.
The scientists named her Jerry, with the code name 007 — meant to mirror the greatest human spy, able to infiltrate the deadliest places and achieve the impossible.
To make Jerry truly worthy of being Special Agent 007, the entire research team poured their genius into building her sci-fi-grade miniature gear, breaking all limits of traditional technology.
The core was a nanoscale Starlink navigation module, linked to low-orbit satellites for full continent-wide coverage. Even if burrows lay meters underground, hidden in rock or roots, it penetrated soil and delivered real-time, centimeter-accurate positioning.
Jerry also carried an ultra-clear night-vision wide-angle camera, a sonic geological detector, and a non-invasive brainwave command receiver. The entire system was weightless, painless to wear, and did not slow her down — yet it gave the command center a god’s view of the underground world.
At the same time, the team broke technical barriers to develop a targeted collapse agent designed exclusively for sealed underground spaces. This was no ordinary explosive. It was a high-tech compound refined through hundreds of chemical tests: stable solid explosives mixed with inert combustion agents, with fully controlled blast power. It would not collapse the surface, pollute soil, or harm above-ground life. Yet it delivered two fatal blows to the burrows:
First, a focused shockwave instantly killed nearby rats and destroyed main tunnels.
Second, the agent burned rapidly, sucking all oxygen from the closed space and loosening the soil, sealing every exit. Rats far from the blast suffocated and died.
Clean, total, and merciless.
The ultimate battle between science and the rat colony had begun.
As the top agent, Jerry slipped silently into the wild. Using her sharp sense for her own kind, she quickly tracked the relocated colony. Like a true 007, she moved calmly through narrow, guarded tunnels, disguised as a stray worker rat. She evaded soldier sentries, glided through every branch passage, and transmitted the nest’s structure, depth, zones, and population size back to the command center via satellite.
On the screens, a huge, stunning 3D map of the underground empire took shape, every detail perfectly marked.
During her long undercover mission, Jerry finally met the Queen Rat who ruled the entire underground network.
She had no fierce appearance, yet carried a calm, commanding aura. She ruled not by brute force, but by wisdom. She allocated food, organized tunnels, soothed the young, and guided her colony to safety with quiet precision. When Jerry entered, she did not attack or chase her away. She simply watched her, allowing her to move freely. When curious baby rats sniffed Jerry, the Queen waited gently, her eyes holding no malice — only the pure, ancient will to survive.
As days passed, something strange quietly stirred in Jerry’s heart.
She still carried out her orders perfectly, sending coordinates nonstop.
But each time she neared the Queen, she slowed down involuntarily.
She began to recognize her scent, her voice, her position.
She was a human-trained agent, 007, bound by duty.
Yet the biological instinct written in her blood created a secret, quiet attachment to the underground queen.
This unspoken conflict and inner struggle planted a tragic seed beneath what seemed to be a perfect victory.
Once the full underground empire was mapped, the order for total elimination was given.
Using Jerry’s precise coordinates, the surface team placed targeted collapse agents at key spots and triggered the blast remotely.
A low rumble came from underground. The surface shook only slightly.
But below, the rat empire collapsed instantly.
Tunnels sealed. Oxygen vanished.
The once-ordered kingdom turned to ruins. The colony was decimated.
In just one month, the rat plague across the Southern Continent was mostly eliminated. Rats became rare in the wild. The ecosystem slowly recovered. Grasslands and farmlands began to heal.
Jerry became a tiny hero of the continent. The research team held a ceremony for her, gave her better gear, and fed her the finest food. Everyone believed the long ecological catastrophe was finally, truly over.
But no one noticed:
in a hidden rock crevice at the edge of the continent, beyond Starlink’s detection, a pair of tiny eyes watched the world above.
The Queen Rat, with a small group of survivors, had escaped annihilation — and quietly began to reproduce again.
And Jerry, the heroic agent?
Her microchip, damaged after long underground missions, began to malfunction.
The way she stared toward the dark depths of the earth —
her gaze had quietly, irrevocably changed.