Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 292 Killing someone with a borrowed knife

Just as Song Heping and Yusuf left together, Thomas stared at their backs from behind the window on the second floor of the office building until the Lincoln armored car drove out of the parking lot and disappeared into the night.

He turned back to Simon's office, where he was sitting in his chair, throwing a few darts at a foam target hanging from a filing cabinet.

flutter--

The last dart hit the red bull's eye accurately.

Simon let out a long breath, as if he had let out all the frustration he had felt before.

He turned to look at Thomas and asked, "Are they gone?"

Thomas nodded and said, "Let's go."

Simon asked again: "Have they all been released?"

Thomas nodded again: "Let them all go."

After a pause, he asked unwillingly, "Sir, are you just going to let them go like this?"

Simon walked up to the target and pulled out the darts one by one.

While pulling out the darts, he slowly analyzed: "This matter is related to the military. It probably involves a secret operation, otherwise Peter would not be involved personally."

After pulling out the dart, he returned to his seat and threw the dart onto the table.

"Deputy Director Cook called me personally and said that the Pentagon and the President's National Security Advisor had called him personally and asked him to release the person immediately. From this point of view, I'm afraid that the three SA-3 missiles were sent to Africa at the request of the White House."

He sat back in his chair, put his legs on the edge of the table, and rubbed his temples: "We have no way to deal with Song Heping."

"Sir, I always feel that Song Heping has a lot of secrets." Thomas looked very unconvinced: "But this kid is always so lucky."

Simon pondered for a moment and said, "Someone in Persia sent back news that the Revolutionary Guard's special brigade suddenly obtained a large amount of gold and escorted it to the national treasury. This batch of gold was not obtained by the special brigade's own operatives, but was traded from a group of foreign mercenaries. I thought it was done by an underground mercenary organization, but after a round of investigation, I didn't find any clues. Later, I thought it might be done by a PMC company in Yiligo. As a result, after a round of investigation, I found that the most suspicious one was Song Heping's defense company. Because they were ostensibly in the oil fields during that period, but the people I sent got news that they were not in the oil fields during those days... The timing just happened to coincide with the annihilation of the Watcher squad in Turkey..."

"They can kill the Watchers?" Thomas was shocked. "That's unlikely..."

After all, "Watchmen" is the CIA's most elite action team, responsible for the most difficult top-secret operations.

How could a small mercenary company actually take down an elite group of "Watchmen"? It's simply incredible!

Simon said, "Unfortunately, my informant didn't get any concrete evidence. They only heard about it, and I don't have any evidence to prove that Song Heping and his men have ever left Irigo... But I still have a hunch that they might have done it..."

"Do you think Peter will know about this?! And is it related to the military?!"

Thomas suddenly asked a terrible question.

"After all, the military has been searching for that batch of gold. When they arrested Mr. J, they even sent the ISA to take over our operation..."

Simon frowned and pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "It doesn't seem like Peter and the others planned this. After all, from Mr. J to Hassan, Song Heping didn't even know Peter when the incident happened. There are traces of this happening."

Thomas was suddenly shocked and said, "So you mean that Song Heping and the others might be related to the Persian Revolutionary Guard?!"

Simon thought about it but couldn't figure it out, so he shook his head and said, "If Song Heping is hooking up with the Revolutionary Guards, they must have a process of hooking up. How did they get to know each other? I can't find any connection between them..."

"Damn it!"

Thomas's right fist smashed into his left palm and he said regretfully, "We could have gotten all this information in the interrogation room, but the military had to intervene."

He looked very indignant.

Since meeting Song Heping, Thomas has never been able to gain any advantage over him every time he meets him, which makes him very unhappy.

What he couldn't accept the most was that he had originally introduced Song Heping to the chef with the intention of creating a team to take the blame.

Unexpectedly, it led to a powerful alliance.

As a result, a small team that was originally at the bottom of the Irigo mercenary circle became the top team in the circle and also took on a sky-high contract from the military.

As long as Song Heping is alive and the "Musician" defense prospers, both Thomas and Simon will feel like an invisible thug is slapping them in the face every day.

"Forget it, Thomas," Simon said. "I don't think we'll be able to do anything to Song Heping in Irigoe. He's now a military-backed arms dealer, so he's got a license. Judging by what Peter did this time, Song Heping's goods may be related to the White House's decisions in the future, or at least the Pentagon. It will be difficult for us to intervene and intercept him."

“Just let it go like that?!”

Thomas was unwilling to give in, and his anger, which had nowhere to vent, surged up and his face turned red.

Simon suddenly said: "What I said is within the territory of Irigo, but not outside the country."

Thomas sensed a hidden meaning and asked hurriedly, "Sir, are you planning to kill them overseas? I'm happy to do it for you."

Simon shook his head. "No, we can't get involved ourselves. It's too obvious. If we can't kill him, he'll bite us in front of the military."

Thomas said, "So what's your trick?"

Simon's eyes narrowed slightly, with sinisterness written all over his face: "Kill with a borrowed knife."

Thomas was stunned: "Whose knife do you want to borrow?"

Simon said, "Didn't you read the information? This batch of goods is ostensibly bound for Amsterdam, but I suspect their destination is definitely not Europe. Europe doesn't need junk like the SA-9 air defense system. I suspect their destination is Africa, to be more precise..."

He opened his laptop, clicked a few times, and then turned the screen towards Thomas: "Here it is!"

Simon's finger landed on the top of the electronic map of Africa.

“The Sahel!?”

Thomas saw it, but didn't understand it.

"The military has always wanted to intervene in the Sahel. Ever since the global counter-terrorism campaign began, both the White House and the Pentagon have been trying to seize the opportunity to enter Africa. The Sahel is the easiest region to intervene in. After all, the situation there has always been unstable. As long as our people are there, it can serve as a fulcrum for global strategic balance in the future, and we can trigger a crisis there when necessary. However, it has always been French territory, and these Gallic chickens are unyielding even to the White House and the military. So the best way to intervene is to create chaos there, putting pressure on the Gallic chickens, so that they will agree to our entry into the region for counter-terrorism. Once we enter... hehe."

Simon laughed dryly.

"So you understand why Peter stepped forward to protect Song Heping, right? Those three SA-3 air defense systems were probably sold to the Sahel region as a covert operation by the military. If the French get these air defense missiles, their planes might be in trouble..."

Thomas was no fool, of course he understood.

Simon explained the situation over there to himself, which implied that the borrowed knife was a Gallic rooster.

"Are you planning to leak the information that Song Heping is going to send the SA-9 air defense system to Gaul?" Thomas asked.

Simon said, "Why not do this? If the military fails, the task of creating chaos in the Sahel region will surely fall solely to the CIA. Killing two birds with one stone, right?"

Finally, Thomas smiled. "Sir, that's a great idea! Just give the French some unsourced intelligence. I'm sure they'll verify it themselves."

Simon said, "That's right, but Song Heping is so lucky. I still need to buy an extra layer of insurance to ensure that he stays in Africa forever."

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