Chapter 715 - 656: All-Out Counterattack on the Secret Action Department

Reality was pressing down hard.

Song Heping could no longer afford any hesitation.

The situation was deteriorating faster than he had imagined.

He had thought the Elder Council would start with economic sanctions against him and then gradually move on to actions that threatened his personal safety.

Now it seemed they were attacking on both fronts simultaneously.

After leaving the massacred village of Imam, Song Heping decided not to return to the Green Zone.

It was no longer safe.

After all, the Green Zone was under the control of the US Army and intelligence departments.

If he went back there, it would be like walking into a trap.

He first made a call to Ferrari.

The latter was, in fact, not asleep.

"It's so good to hear your voice!"

Ferrari sounded genuinely relieved.

"The feedback from all channels has been very unfavorable. Henry has received some warning information, saying the CIA might have already made a move."

"They have indeed made a move," Song Heping confirmed.

Thinking back on the entire night, Song Heping couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"But I'm not dead yet."

"As long as you're alive, that's good. I knew you were tough to kill," Ferrari breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could relax completely, Song Heping added, "Evacuate Baghdad immediately. Fly to Venezuela first; we need to start the survival plan."

"So soon!?"

Ferrari of course knew what Song Heping meant by "survival plan."

As the musician's defense business grew and gradually became involved in cooperation with military and intelligence agencies, he had started to develop and plan it with Ferrari.

After all, doing business with the military or cooperating with the CIA, essentially it was all about dirty money.

To put it plainly, it's like being a black hand.

The difference from a white glove is that a white glove does legitimate business and launders clean money for the hidden employer.

But a black hand is different.

All the work is shady, the kind that could get you executed ten times over.

Once trouble arises, the first thing the employer considers cutting off is the black hand.

And cutting off means not just the relationship; the most common method is silencing them permanently.

Because dead men tell no tales.

The "survival plan" was for Yi Defense Company to quickly respond should such a situation arise.

Preliminary preparations had actually already been started.

For example, establishing a Special Soldiers School in Venezuela, and exploring the arms market in South America.

Another example is sending White Bear and his wife, Queen, back to Russia under the guise of a family visit, carrying with them a set of company's confidential documents.

That was Song Heping's last lifeline.

If Song Heping was unable to leave Illigo safely, or if he fell into enemy hands,

White Bear and his wife would hand over the secret documents to whom it should be given, or make it public.

"You weren't there tonight; you don't know how dangerous it was. Let me put it this way, I now feel that Kelly's Secret Action Department has started to play dangerous games. Tonight they used the I5I5 Armed Organization against us, slaughtering an entire village. Making such a big move doesn't seem like her style."

"Do you think she's under pressure?"

"Who else but the Elder Council?"

Song Heping sighed and said, "Man proposes, but Heaven disposes. I never expected that wiping the US Army's ass in Afghanistan would lead to such a mess."

Upon hearing this, Ferrari scornfully said, "The higher-ups in the military are the ones who want to get rid of Little Curtis. We're just the hitmen. They want to make us the fall guys? I curse them to hell!"

Song Heping said, "The United States has its own rules in the arena of fame and interests. They may engage in some internal negotiations to solve the problem, but we're not within the scope of their negotiations and discussions. Of course, we're the most suitable to be made into a scapegoat."

Ferrari couldn't help but let out the national curse again, "Damn it!"

Song Heping said, "But we're not pushovers, either. Since they want to make a move, we can't just sit around and wait to be taken out. We'll confront them. So listen to me, immediately suspend the company's operations, and evacuate Illigo with Henry immediately. Leave overnight. After tonight, I will also go underground and disappear. Right now, I'm with Samir and the others in the southwest, and where exactly we'll hide is not certain. Before you evacuate, notify Hanier to initiate the sleeping plan. Everyone must switch communication modes, and I will contact him at the appropriate time."

Hanier is currently the highest commander of the local Mercenary Group, which, including the logistical support staff, consists of three battalions.

Equivalent to an under-strength regiment-level unit.

These are all employees of the company.

It's just that these employees are extremely loyal.

The reason is simple: the benefits provided by the "Musician" Defense Company are the highest among all local employees working for Yi Defense Company.

Moreover, many of them have affiliations with the "Brotherhood" organized by Yusuf.

Because the local Mercenary Group is also responsible for the security of Yusuf and his government middle-level buddies, naturally, they have intricate connections.

"No problem."

Ferrari said: "I'll do it right away."

After a moment's thought, he asked, "What should we do with our arms warehouse and the arms trade here?"

"Hand it all over to Yusuf. Let him act as a shell company, incorporate those guards into the company as formal employees, and we will continue to provide their welfare and salary. It will appear as Yusuf's company on the surface, but actually, it will be our distribution point left here. If South America needs any arms orders, they can be dispatched from Yusuf's side. Now his circle of people within the Illigo Government are all influential, although they don't dare to confront the Americans outright and help us openly, they should still be able to provide us with supplies in secret."

Song Heping methodically issued all the arrangements.

These plans and ideas had been thought and simulated countless times in his mind.

Today, they finally came into play.

"Carry out the other tasks according to the plan we had already devised before. Time is pressing, so I won't elaborate further. Go ahead and do it! Now that we have lost our foothold in Illiguo, let Gabri and his team continue to handle the contract with the British. However, I estimate the British contract will not last long..."

"It looks like the losses this time are heavy..."

Ferrari said with some pain: "They want to uproot us completely."

"If we keep the green hills, we won't worry about burning wood." Song Heping said: "Priority is to save our lives. Trust me, one day I'll make them carry me back in a sedan!"

"Alright, then let's do as you say, I'll get to it immediately."

"OK, after this phone call, I'll deactivate this number and switch to a backup number, you know which one, right?"

"I know."

"Oh, and there's one more thing you need to tell Henry about."

"What's that?"

"Increase the bounty for the internal list and intelligence of the Elder Council."

"By how much?"

"Fifty million."

"FUCK! Fifty million?! Have you gone mad? This will cause a sensation! It will attract everyone's attention!"

Ferrari instinctively wanted to keep things low-profile.

But Song Heping chuckled coldly: "What time is it now? They are already attacking us, why keep a low profile? The principle I believe in is to stir up the waters first when faced with a problem. This is a skill I learned in military countertraining. Are Kelly and her team not from the Secret Action Department? Then let the operations of the Secret Action Department no longer remain secret."

"Okay..."

Ferrari knew he couldn't dissuade Song Heping.

"I'll do as instructed."

After hanging up Ferrari's phone, Song Heping immediately returned to the vehicle, pulled out the battery of the satellite phone, and switched to another backup satellite phone.

After powering on the new phone, he checked the signal.

Not bad, this place isn't mountainous, so the signal is good.

He immediately called the dwarf who was far away in Mexico.

"Song? Are you back in Mexico?"

As soon as the phone connected, a woman's laughter and the dwarf's sounds of chewing barbecue came through.

"I've sent someone to pick you up. I'm dining in the villa, come join us, it'll be a good opportunity to catch up."

The dwarf seemed unusually enthusiastic.

Song Heping poured cold water on his warmth: "I'm still in region Z, but I've run into trouble. There are things I need you to do right now. However, I'll speak plainly before I flatter you, the tasks I need you to do will offend CIA people. Are you up for it?"

"What?!"

The dwarf's chewing sounds stopped.

Soon, he heard the dwarf telling the ladies, "Babes, go play by the pool for a while, I've got some business to discuss."

Then he heard the women's complaints fading away.

After a while, the dwarf seemed to have reached a quiet place, and a door closing was heard.

"Tell me, what trouble have you run into, and what do you want me to do?"