Another tale of an uncrackable code.
The former Air Force sergeant wore a backpack on his bearish 6′5″ frame; a sawed-off shovel handle stuck out of the top as he made his way along soft creek beds, avoiding hiking trails. Inside the pack was a night-vision monocle and a pile of classified material he had stolen from his longtime employer, theNational Reconnaissance Office — the US agency that manages the nation’s spy satellites.
Tale of a Would-Be Spy, Buried Treasure, and Uncrackable Code
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