Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 535: Fight? Or Talk?
After hanging up the phone with Kelly, Song Heping sat on the sofa and thought for a long time.

What he faced was a war with the four major families.

This was expected.

The dwarf's current prestige has declined. The four major families can no longer suppress him and have become suspicious of him.

It would be difficult to rely on the dwarf's influence to subdue these four major families and reunify most of Mexico's drug market.

You can only rely on yourself for everything.

As an outsider, it is very difficult to infiltrate the entire Mexican cartel organization in a short period of time and make them submit to you.

It is no surprise that Los Zetas wants to take action against itself.

Of course I'm not afraid of being beaten.

But is it necessary to fight?
Not necessarily.

War is always the last resort.

Things that can be resolved through negotiation are best resolved through negotiation.

Ultimately, the conflicts among drug lords come from interests.

Then you should start from the point of interest and find a breakthrough.

He picked up the phone and called Henry.

"Boss, any new instructions?"

"Henry, I heard that you've been living a very comfortable life in Irigo recently, attending parties in the bars and by the swimming pool in the Green Zone every day." Song Heping didn't rush Henry to work, but chose to chat first.

After all, they are his subordinates.

Caring about the lives of your subordinates can make them feel more belonging.

As the boss, you can't always be cold and condescending.

Sure enough, when Henry heard Song Heping praising him for his comfortable life, he couldn't help but grin and said, "It must be Ferrari who reported it! Boss, I went to those places for a purpose. These are good places to gather intelligence."

"That's no problem," Song Heping said. "You work in intelligence. If you have nothing to do, go hang out with your old friends in the intelligence agencies. Eat and drink. The company has public relations funds for you, right? Don't save money for me."

He was referring to the annual funding for "Musicians" defense activities in the intelligence community.

To put it bluntly, it is entertainment expenses.

Intelligence is all about connections.

Networking costs money.

Sometimes you even have to bribe others with money and find something to hold against them.

Gathering intelligence requires money.

"Don't worry, boss. I just came back from England. I met some of the old guys who are still there and helped them solve some very practical problems."

"That's good." Seeing that the conversation was almost over, Song Heping got back to the point and said, "Let's get down to business. Have you heard of the Mexican organization 'Los Zetas'?"

"I know," Henry said. "They're notoriously ruthless. They won't leave any room for retreat. Anyone they identify as an enemy will be physically eliminated by any means necessary, and they enjoy torturing people. Anyone attacked by them would be wise to leave a bullet in their grasp before being captured. Otherwise, falling into their hands alive would be a fate worse than death."

"Help me collect information about this organization, including all the information about their leader."

"Boss, have you provoked these perverts?"

"Well, I heard they were targeting me."

"Okay! Then I'll collect it for you right away."

Henry became visibly nervous when he heard that Song Heping was being targeted by Los Zetas.

"As soon as possible. I heard they want to attack me soon. I want to see if they have any weaknesses. Instead of waiting for them to come to me, I might as well take the initiative to find their weaknesses and attack them."

"No problem." Henry said straightforwardly: "My old friend in North America should be able to provide me with some information... By the way..."

He suddenly remembered something.

"Why don't you ask the CIA for some information? They're bound to have information on Los Zetas in their database."

"I don't trust them." Song Heping thought of Barrett.

It is obvious that we cannot rely too much on the CIA for some things. They have no good intentions towards us. If we ask them for intelligence, we may be misled.

Although the CIA and Los Zetas may not be related, Langley's people would definitely like to see both themselves and Los Zetas suffer losses.

Henry's work efficiency is indeed very fast.

At noon the next day, Song Heping received a call from Henry.

"Boss, I have already found out what you asked me to investigate last night."

"So fast?" Song Heping was surprised.

Henry said, "I dare not delay. After all, Los Zetas is an organization that acts very quickly. When they planned to attack the Attorney General of Mexico, it took less than three days from planning to execution."

"Is the information complete?" Song Heping asked.

"It's very comprehensive. It includes a personality analysis of their current leader, Z3 Lascano, as well as the organization's development over the past two years, its existing enemies and allies, and the status and quality of its weapons and equipment. Furthermore, the data also includes information on the families and possible residences of several of their leaders. Of course, these individuals don't have fixed residences, so this information may be inaccurate."

"Do you know everything about your family members?" Song Heping was a little curious.

Henry said, "Of course, even though these people may seem perverted, they still care about their families and children. Boss, you can't have any bottom line when dealing with these people. If you really want to go to war, you'll kill their wives and children."

Song Heping was slightly shocked. He had never considered such a method before. Henry came from the British intelligence agency and had seen more examples of covert warfare than he had.

So, he must be speaking from experience.

"You British people still play this trick?" He couldn't help but tease.

Henry didn't feel embarrassed at all: "Boss, if you limit yourself, you'll kill others. If we in the intelligence industry have to stick to our bottom line, we won't be able to accomplish anything."

"That's right." Song Heping said thoughtfully, "A good plaster is one that can draw out pus."

"what?"

"Nothing, that's all. Let me take a look at the information first. Is it in the confidential mailbox?"

"Yes, take a look."

The two of them ended the call, Song Heping took out his laptop, turned it on, and quickly accessed his confidential email account.

Sure enough, all the information Henry sent was in there.

It took Song Heping two hours of reading to digest all this information and memorize it in his mind.

The information is very rich.

This includes the family situations of the three most senior figures in Los Zetas.

Z3 Lascano is not officially married on the surface, but according to intelligence, he has several mistresses and is said to have two boys who are currently studying in the school on his territory.

The same goes for the other two. Although they are not married on the surface, they both have mistresses and children in private.

I can start working on this myself.

If you are more ruthless, you can just kidnap their families and force them to surrender.

But the effect of doing so is not ideal.

It’s not that Song Heping can’t make up his mind, but doing so will not have any long-term effect.

Unless these children are sent directly to the United States, they will be placed under long-term residential surveillance by the CIA and prohibited from leaving the country.

This is a solution.

However, there are still too many variables, so it is not the best solution.

Song Heping felt that he should find a best solution.

What is the best solution?

Of course, it is to eradicate the roots.

This kind of organization is a wolf.

Wolves are not dogs.

Can't be a dog either.

The wolf will bite back sooner or later.

So, raising wolves is not a good idea.

Drug lords like El Chapo and Sanchez of the Gulf Cartel can be used for long-term purposes.

After all, they are not as difficult to control and unpredictable as Z3 and his friends, and they act without any rules or bottom line.

"Jiang Feng."

He walked out of the room, went to the corridor and looked towards the first floor.

Jiang Feng and his friends were playing cards at a table in the hall.

"Old squad leader, what's the matter?"

"Are you all here? Then just inform us here. We'll be back to Venezuela tomorrow."

"Back to Venezuela?" Barrett was surprised.

"Barrett, you stay here and look after the house and keep an eye on the situation here." Song Heping pointed at Barrett.

Barrett was stunned: "I'll stay here by myself?"

"What? Are you scared?" Song Heping asked.

Song Heping said, "If you're afraid, you should go back to the United States first. I'll be in Venezuela for three days and back. I have some important things to do."

Barrett was stunned: "What about this matter..."

"It's okay, no rush. Shorty and I still have four days to go to Raymont City. I can just come back a day early."

Song Heping was not vague at all.

He returned to Venezuela this time to do something big.

However, Barrett couldn't follow.

Because Song Heping knew that this guy was a CIA agent, and there were some things that the CIA could not know.

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)