Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 311 Vacation on the Cruise

Chapter 311 Vacation on the Cruise
Iriguchi, Green Zone, US Forces Iraq Headquarters.

An ISA officer knocked on the door and brought a briefing to Major General Peter.

"General, Song Heping is missing."

"disappeared?"

Peter quickly picked up the briefing, opened it and read it carefully.

The more I looked, the more frightened I became.

The above briefly describes the contest between Song Heping and DGSE in Eritrea.

Including the shootout at the Emerald Hotel and the death toll, etc., were all listed one by one.

The report ends on the night of the shootout at the Emerald Hotel, when Song Heping disappeared into the Eritrean night.

"You don't have any clue about him?"

Peter couldn't help but frown and glanced at the ISA intelligence officer in front of him.

The intelligence officer looked a little embarrassed.

He shook his head and said, "We've mobilized all the intelligence personnel currently deployed in Africa, but we haven't found any clues."

"Trace his passport. He should have two passports. Neither of them appeared at airports or ports in nearby countries?" Peter was still unwilling to give up.

As far as Peter knew, Song Heping had two passports on hand.

One is his Chinese passport, which is his real name passport.

The other one is a passport provided by ISA for him, which is also a genuine American passport. This identity is definitely not fake. Song Heping’s driver’s license number can be found in the United States.

This kind of small thing is a piece of cake for ISA.

"We've checked everything and found nothing," said the intelligence officer.

Peter then asked, "What's the reaction from the African Salafi armed groups?"

The intelligence officer replied, "The contact, Jimado, is dead, and Song Heping is missing. They want us to send three more SA-9 missiles, otherwise they won't be able to cooperate with our plan."

Peter sneered, "Humph! Do they think it's as easy as transporting three sheep? The previous two shipments failed. They were intercepted by the DGSE upon arrival at the port. It's not easy for large equipment to enter the Sahel region. Song Heping has done a good job this time..."

He narrowed his eyes and thought again and again.

Finally he said, "Song Heping is not dead."

The intelligence officer's eyes lit up. "Yes, I think he's not dead, too. But... he's been missing for five days now, and no one knows where he is. It's been so long, could something have happened?"

Peter shook his head. "If someone couldn't even pull off a DGSE-planned assassination, what else do you think would happen to him along the way?"

The intelligence officer said, "Maybe he got scared, knew the DGSE was after him, and so he fled to Irigo? He might not have come back here yet."

Peter continued to shake his head. "You don't understand that kid. I do understand his character somewhat. He's the type who won't give up until he achieves his goal. You want him to admit defeat and accept his bad luck? That's not that easy."

The intelligence officer was stunned and asked, "What should we do now?"

"No big deal." Peter closed the briefing and threw it back to the officer. "Just wait. There's no rush."

“But on the Salafi side…”

The intelligence officer seemed a little embarrassed: "Their leader, Barnard, is pushing very hard."

"Don't bother with them. Just tell them the goods are on their way and will be delivered soon," Peter said. "If he feels impatient, he can terminate his partnership with us. We can find another organization to work with."

"Yes, General."

The intelligence officer wanted to turn around, but didn't move. He asked again, "General, should we contact the CIA?"

"Look for them?" Peter had already picked up his pen and was about to continue reviewing the documents, but he stopped when he heard this and looked up at his subordinates: "You mean to ask them to cooperate in finding Song Heping?"

"Yes, after all, the CIA's intelligence network is also very developed in Africa. We can share intelligence." The intelligence officer expressed his idea: "At least with their help, it will be much easier to find Song Heping."

Peter sneered, "Do you know why we only use the ISA? It's because we can't trust the CIA at all. Cooperating with them is a dead end. Song Heping has a bad relationship with the CIA and has a personal grudge against Simon, which is why I'm working with him. Do you think the CIA hasn't infiltrated us? That they haven't been monitoring us? Remember, the CIA would love to be the only intelligence agency in the United States. So, no matter what, we can't ask the CIA for help in this matter. I even suspect that the two previous missile launchers shipped to Africa were intercepted because of the CIA's trickery..."

Having said that, he stopped talking.

Peter is a cautious old fox.

Some of the words coming from a high-ranking military officer like him are somewhat politically incorrect.

"Okay, go out and do as I say."

"Yes, General!"

This time, his subordinates didn't say anything more and turned away.

Just as Peter and his men were discussing Song Heping's whereabouts in the office, Song Heping was on a luxury cruise ship called "Tulip", lying on a lounge chair on the independent balcony of his room, basking in the sun.

The "Tulip" cruise ship is a luxury tanker registered in the Netherlands. This voyage started from the port of Alexandria in Egypt, crossed the Mediterranean Sea, passed through the Strait of Gibraltar and finally docked at the port of Rabat in Morocco in North Africa.

Song Heping boarded the ship four days ago. The passport he used was the American passport given to him by Afanti, which was in the name of "Johnny Lee".

In fact, Song Heping now has two American identities.

One was called "Johnny Lee," the other "Jack Song." Both passports were real, reflecting concrete entities, neither fictional nor fake. So, he easily passed the keystrokes. Dressed in jeans, a T-shirt, and Lowa boots, he looked like a young man traveling the world. No one knew he was the renowned owner of a PMC company, a real-life assassin.

Song Heping has been having a very comfortable time these days.

Before arriving in Morocco, all Song Heping had to do was enjoy life.

Because no one knows where he is.

He also avoided any contact with the outside world to avoid being caught by any intelligence agencies.

It's very dangerous outside - that's what Song Heping thought.

The whole thing had become very complicated since that night at the Emerald Hotel.

DGSE is hunting me.

The person who leaked the information to DGSE was code-named JK. This person was a key figure as he was involved in figuring out who was behind the entire operation against him.

Although Song Heping guessed that it might be Simon.

But you need evidence.

Song Heping had never thought of eliminating Simon before.

However, this incident made him realize that as long as Qingfu was not dead, the troubles in Lu would not end, and if Simon was not dead, he would not have a peaceful life.

In order to bring down Simon, they must find out JK's whereabouts, capture JK, and obtain evidence from him about who is the mastermind behind the scenes.

First, it can be revealed to Peter, and second, it can be stored as ammunition to overthrow Simon in the future.

It is an impossible task to bring down the CIA intelligence station chief in Irigaray with just a small thing. Everything has a process and requires patience.

Now that you have set your goal, move towards it step by step.

Toppling Simon is one of Song Heping's new goals.

The most important thing at present is to transport three sets of SA-9 missiles to Mali and hand them over to the Salafi armed forces.

Then he assassinated the leader of the Salafi armed forces to fulfill his promise to Dominic.

He reached out and picked up a Long Island iced tea on the table next to him, took a sip, and then continued to lie back in the lounge chair, enjoying the warm Mediterranean sunshine.

Now, if I am not mistaken, Ferrari and Jiang Feng are already implementing Plan B according to my instructions.

No one would have thought that three SA-9 missile launch systems would enter the Sahel region of North Africa in this way.

He also thought about DGSE tracking his off-road vehicle.

Of course, the French agents wouldn't get any clues.

They couldn't even find the SUV.

Ding--

Song Heping heard a slight message sound.

He opened his eyes and reached out to grab the backpack next to him.

He pulled out a new cell phone and glanced at the message.

"JK's identity has been found, and the information you requested is ready. However, what do you plan to use in exchange?"

This is the message sent by Chris Chen.

Song Heping thought for a moment and replied, "What do you want to know? What kind of information can you offer in exchange?"