Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 683: Blame-shifting and poisonous schemes

Kelly hurried into Pence's office.

She was not in a position to lose her temper in front of her immediate superior, but her face, filled with anger, had already made her attitude clear.

"SIR! Why did you send a detachment to Celia without telling me!?"

After saying that, she threw a report on her boss's desk.

Pence put down the documents in his hand, picked up the report, and began to read it.

His expression gradually turned ugly.

"I'm just being a backup. This method is very common in previous operations. Any problems?"

"The problem is that you didn't tell me. If I had known you had a secret unit deployed there, I would have told Rhodes and the others not to protect Baghdadi. Song Heping probably guessed there was an information gap between us, so he ambushed Rhodes's unit at the border. Now the two 'Watchmen' units we sent to Irigo are gone, all killed!"

Pence threw the report back on the table, took off his glasses, slowly blew on the lenses, and then picked up a soft cloth and wiped them gently.

"Kelly, you're the one who fattened this guy up, don't forget that. When he first showed up, you should have killed him with all your might instead of letting him get involved in Mexican affairs. Now he's allied with those drug lords, leaving us aside as enemies."

As he spoke, he put his cleaned gold-rimmed glasses back on his nose and returned his gaze to Kelly's face.

"Do you know how much he's offering on the dark web for information leading to the Elders? Fifty million dollars. That's even higher than what we're offering for a lantern. This guy is a lunatic. Although we're not afraid of him, he's definitely caused us a lot of trouble."

Kelly was secretly upset when she saw her boss trying to pass the buck, but she couldn't get angry, so she could only say coldly, "He and I used to work well together, but it was the military that dragged him into the Curtis incident. The Elders Council wanted to get rid of him, not me! If we had continued to work together, he would still be working for us!"

After hearing this, Pence raised the corner of his mouth slightly and revealed a sneer: "Kelly, don't say you don't want to kill him. Even if there was no incident with little Curtis, you would still be thinking about how to kill him, right?"

Kelly was speechless for a moment.

Indeed, she had long ago tried to use the Los Zetas organization to kill Song Heping.

But the plan failed and ultimately failed to materialize.

Looking at Pence's expression, Kelly knew that this old bureaucrat actually wanted to distance himself from the matter, and Song Heping's affairs seemed to be out of control.

No one knows what kind of trouble he got into before he was killed.

Pence is keeping a backup plan.

Professional bureaucrats have this ability, they always let others take the blame, especially their own subordinates.

"SIR, I didn't bring the members of the 'Presbyterian Church' into this operation. You deployed them personally."

Pence looked at Kelly and suddenly remembered a joke.

Child A points at Child B and says, there is shit on your butt!

Child B looked at Child A, pointed at his butt and said, "You have it too!"

"Okay, Kelly."

Pence spread his hands and said, "There's no need for us to blame each other here. This is an internal conflict. We are family. I am your boss. Understand?"

He stared at Kelly, observing her expression.

If Kelly still doesn't behave, he might have to consider getting rid of this woman as well, so that she won't stay here and get in the way.

In the end, Kelly seemed to relent.

"Well, now our common enemy is Song Heping. It's time to think of any way to get rid of him."

Pence stood up, walked around his desk, and then stopped. "Song Heping no longer has a foothold in Yiligo, and he's also lost all his contracts in Afghanistan. Where do you think he is now?"

"Persia."

Kelly said, "I don't know when this guy got in touch with the Persians. We have intelligence showing that after the operation that night, he quickly retreated into Persian territory. I guess..."

Having said that, she gritted her teeth.

"I guess he's in cahoots with Avanti."

"Well, that's right." Pence returned to his seat.

"Since he's connected to Afanti, has close ties with drug lords, controls the supply of drugs in Colombia, sells arms there, and runs a special forces school, I think he's a complete terrorist and a drug lord, isn't he?"

He finally couldn't help laughing.

While laughing, he kept opening and closing his hands, as if hinting to Kelly.

Kelly frowned slightly and quickly understood what Pence was thinking.

"You mean to put him on the terrorist list? And then publish it and ask NATU and the UN to impose sanctions on him?"

Pence said: "No matter how powerful he is, he is just the owner of a defense company. Once he is on that list and it is made public, what will be his fate? No normal country in the world would dare to take him in. He will become a dog without a home, a rat crossing the street. No matter which channel he goes through, he will be targeted by intelligence agencies and hunted by Interpol and intelligence agencies. After all, the whole world is fighting terrorism now, isn't it?"

Kelly understood the idea; she had suggested it a long time ago.

It was just the last card at that time.

I thought I could easily kill Song Heping.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so tough that not only did they survive, but they also wiped out two "Watchmen" teams and an action team of the "Satanic" organization.

It can be said that this combat power is absolutely overflowing.

Unfortunately, they are enemies.

Kelly even felt a little regretful about why she had the idea of killing Song Heping in the first place.

Make good use of it, and maybe the results will be better.

The contract signed by the British was actually their own idea.

They took him to a war-torn area like Afghanistan, and then sent him to the south where the war situation was most severe, hoping to find an opportunity to kill him with the help of the Ata organization.

Unexpectedly, a little Curtis suddenly appeared, which not only ruined the entire plan, but also led to the wrong route. Now it is equivalent to forcing Song Heping to rebel, and everyone is feeling uncomfortable.

"Okay, I agree with this plan. We'll put him on the list of terrorists and South American drug lords and submit it to the Mexican government and Interpol. We'll then report it to the UN and have our people at the UN do some work to get him on the list of international terrorists as soon as possible."

"Well, very good. I believe that if he does this, he will soon die in a corner of some country and slowly rot away. Even his own country will not dare to take him in. He can't even return to his own country. As for his company..."

Pence gave a wicked smile.

"Didn't Barrett collect intelligence on him for you before he died? Not only do we need to put Song on the list of terrorists and drug lords, but we also need to freeze all of his funds through the US dollar settlement system and confiscate every penny he earns through our financial network in allied countries. You know, the reason he's so arrogant now is simply because he has so much money. Without it, he's like a crab without claws. He can do nothing but wait to die."

"Okay, I'll go get the prepared information now, and start by tracing the funds. Then I'll put him on the relevant list and notify everyone."

"Go ahead and do it! Just do it!"

Pence finally smiled with satisfaction.

"I believe you can get this done."

After Kelly left, the smile on Pence's face slowly froze.

The phone rings.

He answered a phone call, and Pence's face darkened when he heard the voice on the other end of the phone.

After hanging up the phone, he picked up the pen and wanted to continue signing the document.

But his hand shook a few times and the letters were written crookedly.

"Damn Chinese!"

He suddenly went berserk and threw the pen away fiercely.

"I want to see if you can survive for three months!"