Solo Enigma

Chapter Eight: Bhutan Pro-Intelligence Team (B-PIT)

After the service training, every one of them was given a month preparatory leave. On the other hand, it was a study time for Lobzang to find out and learn more about his placement. His other friends went to other military base and frontiers as a lieutenant officer as customary walks after the training. However, it is completely different with Lobzang and have to make sure with his agency. The team was founded in the year 2023 as an autonomous body as a last and final security team of the country.

The team comprises of different fields which include expertise in technical and satellite, investigations, field operations, missions, medical and worldwide links. It is one of the highly controlled agency with authorized personnel only. The team looks forward to be on standby, twenty four hours. The mechanism inside the agency works with highly confidentiality protocols and have to maintain in all the times to come. All in all, they are last and final resort after military involvement in securing the nations sovereignty.

On learning about his nature of job, he was not anymore absorbed with love. Lobzang does not want to see her getting into nerves, so he decided to wait for another decades. Disturbed without any definite image in life, Lobzang wasn’t certain what actually life is? And does not want to look into anymore. For him, the more he contemplate, the more it becomes complicated. Therefore, he concluded his personal life as an encounter and experiment, full of whiplashes.

“Hi brother, how are you doing? Worried sick without presence for last five years, where...” a bunch of text from his friend Dechen diverged his attention. He was nagging for my silence getting furious for avoiding him too but was back to normal after convincing for more than three times. Dechen got another three years to finish his study in medicine, MBBS, Sri lanka and was great for them to meet after years. Every edges of thoughts were covered, exchanging thoughts with each other for hours. After satisfied chit chats, they swore to be in contact hereafter.

Vacation was fast and quick with a lot to learning and new things. The reporting date to his first profession life was just near and made himself a week before to Thimphu. It was really great for him to just recollect, leading a life as an officer, thereafter. Whereas, it wasn’t as expected and everything was again new on reporting to the place. The intelligence agency is squeezed in twenty acres land with towering concrete boundaries under Closed Circuit Television (CCTV) surveillance. Lobzang was able to identify the camera brand and does not see any chance to avoid it, unlike in malls and other organizations.

Upon nearing to entry, it was under lock and key and could not find any doorway. Recollecting his observation tactics during training, he casted an eye over without missing single spot, trying to spot a well-defined area for hidden camera. There he found hidden behind the steel railings, upon going with the second methods, which involve audio and judgment methods. It was concealed with one of the most advanced technology, where camera is miniature in size which our normal view cannot detect it.

Lobzang raised his hand with initial, displayed his name card and in conclusion a code sign language for the entry. After few minutes, there comes two casual man smiling verifying every goods, phone, arms is possession, documents and finally scanning my whole body parts. There was no single word from them and turned back with documents, boarding up gate leaving him outside. Oftentimes, Lobzang got knocked with questions about the procedures.

He said to himself, in just five years, Bhutan has reached an apex in all fields witnessing a thousand of alteration and a one after another flights and chopper as an inter-mode of transportation. He was lost with quick and sudden upsurge development of the country. After sometimes, the railing got open was told to forward in. An enormous five storied tower was adjoined with two storied blocks on entry as a front view. He was observing every place far and near, saving every scene in his brain.

He quietly followed other two into one entry, leading underground on halfway to the structures. It was something new to him but does not bother him anymore. On reaching there, one gave him to scan eye to enter a glass automated door. Lobzang was able to notice bullet proof glass compartments and doorways leading to diverse rooms. Towards making right turn, he was provided with white sets of clothes and told to get changed.

He as an arm force cannot deny any order and was with strangers’ words, though both of them were Bhutanese upon analyzing their psychology. They were quiet and never did Lobzang start with conversation. Next comes lift rolling downwards into basement without any directions and storied of the place. Lobzang was bit anxious but didn’t want to get noticed by other two. He took a glance at watch, trying to find the basement number down with speed of lift. It took nearly minute with that fast, efficient and advanced lift and concluded as not less than five storied underground.

After halt, he was directed into one desolated room at the extreme corner. They didn’t enter first, so Lobzang begun, “Where am I? And what am I doing here” it was same grin as before without word and dragged him into the room. There was nothing in the room expect table, chair and CCTV perched at the corner of room. He perused whole place for more than two times and noticed small airy hole from one of the angle flooring. As soon as he noticed that, swirling gas gushed out and knew it was sleeping gas.

It was making him euphoric and relaxed in seconds and didn’t have any picture afterwards. The sleeping gas are believed to be silent and subtle in putting into the sleep with chances of causalities due to Carbon Dioxide poisoning. So, arm forces and other uses it during military operations. Lobzang was put into a deep sleep and there goes insane and military procedures.

On reviving his consciousness, his hand and legs were chained with chair. On looking up, he could sight blurry sight of one man and woman in front of him fully armed and another two new guys, right next to entry. Lobzang, instantly became wild with vigorous action trying to break iron chain. He was given truth serum and tortured to death, interrogating. He was asked to reveal his identity and individual passcode of Bhutan Military base which would leads to insecurity of whole armed base.

He was starved to death for nearly ten days and nights, interrogating about passcode. However he was ready, not to reveal at any cost. Amid the worst questioning process, he was adamant with his commitments and confrontations as an army. For month, he was kept in there, drugging with every anesthesia, drowning into the water for days and nights, exposing to extreme noise pollution and receiving countless blows. It was just a nightmare and sarcasm to his thought to serve as army officer, when he was nearly death.

One morning, he could sense himself without any iron chain but was able to barely walk. There was food and water placed on the table. He managed to grab water and gulped a liter at one go. He was furious but managed to trust and want to know about the doings. He wobbled towards the camera and asked for the cooperation sensing someone on watch. Lobzang was just asking for the reason behind and nothing more. He blubbered grief-stricken with wrenching pain for the first time after joining an arm force.

Few minutes later, glass door got slide open but there was nobody to be found. On rushing towards the entry, “If you want to know about the situation, follow the light making only right turn until you come across someone waiting or you can go other way around making left turn” echoed a sound without anyone around. Drained off energy and almost collapsing, he was determined to find the truth behind and waggled barely managing to walk.

He took right turn and followed the light, up the stairs. He walked up without any personnel on the way and was totally drenched on knocking the tenth floor. It wasn’t an easy to locate anyone but he decided to troll up, until he bump into one. After making half way compared to first one, there was a final hallway sighting environments around and feeling warmth of sun after month. “You have made it” he got startled with sudden voice from nowhere. “Welcome to Bhutan – Pro Intelligence Team, B-PIT, lieutenant Lobzang. Relax for now and you will learn soon”

The speech was ended with those few words. After an hour or more, he could sight fifty percent white and other black haired man with two young by his side. They have provided him new trousers and jackets with serene but noticeable look from that middle-aged man. He told to come by his office when Lobzang is ready to hear and went out of the sight, again. Lobzang got a picture of the accent earlier and was trying to recollect a person who was there in that room.

Yes, it was him who was there with a woman and other two were the one standing by the doorway. Lobzang got into new dress and followed them instantly saying, “I am ready, sir” An hour talk in his office cleared his mind with doubts but was wearisome with many more things to do. It was nothing more than a pre-test to see the capability of the individual to be recruited as B-PIT agent. For another two years, Lobzang got trained in Air Force and Navy Force with one year training in technology and intelligence, covering every required fulfillment as an agent.

In total, he had went through three years training and in total eight years training to become a full agent of B-PIT. B-PIT, after all was security agency with lots of complicated things in, which personnel were not allowed to share about it with family also. The trust, self-respect and confidentiality upholds the vision, mission and motto of the agency. There was ten underground basements with five storied above. The five above storied are used as offices, planning and working area. Whereas, basements are converted into hospitals, weaponry store, custody, investigation rooms, field operation compartment and many other purposes.

The agency have nearly five hundred numbers of expertise in every field working under cover. They does not make any presence in war until it knocks final and last stage. They are also responsible for strengthening nation’s security besides allocating military base. It only consist Bhutanese nationality as worker there which is unique feature of B-PIT compared to other agency. Lobzang was ready for the service and became full agent with code name Dragon. After all years of troubles and miseries, his life isn’t certain, yet he was optimistic with his profession.