Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 322 Follow me from now on!
"Do you think you can survive if I let you go today?"

Song Heping raised a very serious question.

This caught Henry off guard.

Let yourself go?

He really hadn't thought about it.

The person in front of me was almost killed by me.

He was surrounded by military personnel at the Eritrean dock, with loaded guns pointed at his head.

If SA-9 missiles had been found in the three containers, he would have been killed without a burial place.

Even if the death penalty was not imposed according to the law, the DGSE would have used their influence in Eritrea to take his life.

Now tell yourself to let yourself go?
"I……"

Henry immediately began to think about this problem quickly in his mind.

"Do you know why I killed him?"

Song Heping pointed to the place where Hart had been lying on the ground, where there was a pool of blood and brain matter.

"I've never been a bloodthirsty person, but he can't listen to what I'm going to tell you next."

After a pause, he asked again, "Have you thought it through? If I let you go now, can you survive?"

After saying that, he drew out his knife and cut the rope that tied Henry.

"If you want to leave, you can leave anytime."

Henry moved his hands and feet and looked at Song Heping with disbelief.

Song Heping pointed to the basement exit and said, "You can really leave now."

Freedom was right before his eyes, but Henry hesitated.

The question he was thinking about was answered.

At this point, it is difficult for him to escape the CIA's pursuit.

This matter is too involved.

First of all, these agents who came to hunt him down were not from the CIA's African intelligence station, but were sent by the Irigo intelligence station.

As an intelligence broker for many years, Henry is well aware of the rules in the intelligence department.

Simon's actions clearly violated internal regulations. According to normal procedures, to kill him, he had to obtain coordination from his superiors and have agents sent from the African intelligence station to assassinate him.

Irigo sent people directly, which was obviously a secret operation carried out without the knowledge of their superiors. This kind of thing is not allowed even within the CIA.

So Simon definitely didn't want to survive.

Secondly, this matter involves DGSE and the US military.

It is obvious that the guy in front of him named Song Heping is not an ordinary arms dealer.

They may have the military backing them, otherwise they would not dare to go against the CIA.

Simon had himself ruined the deal, and had obviously offended the military.

This matter has become a big deal, and Simon will probably be recalled and fired.

So, no matter how you look at it, Simon will not let you off easily.

Only if I die can he feel at ease.

"Tell me about your deal."

Henry finally made his choice.

"I must make one thing clear. You'd better think carefully before agreeing. Don't think that I can just say something." Song Heping said, "This is a deal that can't be refused. Understand?"

"Irrefusal?" Henry was surprised.

Song Heping said coldly: "That's right, this is your final choice. Once you choose it, there is no turning back, and you must complete it before you can leave, otherwise I will give you a peanut and make you like Hart."

As he spoke, he pointed to the bloodstain next to him.

"Are you sure you want to make a deal?"

Henry took a look at the brain matter on the ground and felt disgusted.

It's not worth dying like this...

"If we agree to make a deal, what benefits can you give me?" Henry said like a child asking for candy: "I have to have a benefit."

Song Heping said, "My company still has a vacancy. We need an intelligence analyst. The monthly salary is $15,000, commission is not included. You can still act as an intelligence broker for external parties, but the work must be approved by the company. The money you earn is still yours, and we don't take any commission. The most important thing is..."

Speaking of this, Song Heping smiled.

"You can live, and I will protect your safety."

Henry said, "Can you protect me?"

Song Heping said, "I'm not afraid of the CIA, what do you think?" Henry was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, deal, you tell me! What do you want me to do!"

Song Heping took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Henry: "Use your channels to release this information to the French. This is very dangerous. If people find out that you did it, you will definitely die. Do you dare to do it?"

Henry took the note and took a look at it. It was a string of codes.

"what is this?"

"GPS code. Through it, we can locate the position of those three SA-3 missile systems."

"what?!"

This time Henry was really confused.

These three systems were sold by Song Heping to armed groups in the Sahel region. Now Song Heping wants to reveal the GPS positioning information of these three systems to the French.

What DGSE wants to know most right now is the whereabouts of these three systems.

If this information was obtained normally, it would definitely fetch a good price if sold to the French, definitely worth millions of dollars.

"What are you doing this for?"

"I'm avenging a friend," Song Heping said. "He's an employee of my company. When I invited him to join, I promised him I would help him eliminate the leader of the Salafi armed forces."

"employee?!"

Henry was even more confused.

Is it worth it for an employee?
He couldn't see through Song Heping anymore.

What is going on here?
"Okay, stop asking. I can provide whatever you need, but this information must be released within today. Make sure it falls into the hands of the French. And you must conceal your own tracks. The French must not know it was you who did it. Can you do that?"

"of course can!"

Henry said, "It's easy to hide your tracks. I'm good at it, but..."

"Just what?" Song Heping asked.

Henry held up the piece of paper and asked, "Do you know how much this information can be sold for?"

Song Heping asked: "How much?"

Henry said, "More than one million dollars. If I were to sell it, two million would be no problem."

Song Heping was happy and patted Henry on the shoulder: "Take a long-term view and raise your vision. Following me is not just about doing a one or two million business."

Henry felt that Song Heping was bragging.

One or two million dollars!

This young man actually said that the vision should be higher?
How high?

Tens of millions?
If he knew about Shada Mu Huangjin, he probably wouldn't have such doubts.

"Send it to the French quickly. Do you need any support?"

"unnecessary."

Henry said as he asked, "Just give me back my backpack."

Song Heping turned around and gave Jiang Feng a look, and the latter went upstairs to get his bag.

Soon, Jiang Feng returned to the basement with his bag.

Henry opened his backpack and saw that the laptop inside was intact, so he said, "I need the internet now."

"There's one upstairs." Song Heping said.

Several people went upstairs. Henry connected the Internet cable and dialed into the Internet. Then he took out the encryption device from his backpack, connected it to the computer, and took out a special router to connect it.

Song Heping stood by and watched him perform the complicated operations, finding it very interesting.

It seems that Henry has entered a specific network. In addition to the real world, these intelligence dealers also have a virtual underground world in the online world for them to connect and communicate.

In less than ten minutes, Henry closed his computer.

"It's done."

"Done? So quickly?"

"It's a simple matter." Henry spread his hands and said, "DGSE is an old client of mine. I know their contact email address."

Song Heping asked: "If you send it like this, will it be tracked?"

Henry started packing up, saying as he did so, "If I accept the money, it's still possible to track me, because the money can be traced, and if it's not laundered, it's easy to get caught. But if I don't accept the money, then it's too easy. I'll just send a number to their email address, and my IP address isn't even there, so no matter how they try to track me, it'll be futile."

Hearing him say this, Song Heping felt relieved, but he still reminded him: "Remember, this matter must never be revealed, otherwise you will definitely die, and the worst that can happen to me is to return to China."

Then he laughed.

Henry suddenly realized that China was the safest place...

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)