Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 701 Black Hunting Order

Henry breathed a sigh of relief when he received Song Heping's call.

"Boss, are you okay?!"

"good……"

Song Heping moved his arms, but there was still some pain in his chest.

He lowered his head and lifted up his clothes to take a look.

The gauze bandaging technique is pretty good, it seems to be done by a professional.

"Henry, is there any news on the dark web?"

"Yes... The photos we posted are all over the dark web now, and many people have seen them there."

Henry's tone did not sound happy.

"But no one in the real world knows about this. No newspaper dared to publish these photos, as if it never happened. I have to admit that Americans have a terrifying control over public opinion. Even in Europe, no one dared to publish this information. I once tried to contact an old friend in the media, but he deleted it after reading it. He didn't want to die in a car accident like Fair..."

Song Heping was silent.

It seems that I have really underestimated the influence of Americans.

"What about the peninsula? They didn't dare to send it?"

"Peninsula? Do you think they dare to post anything?"

Henry sneered.

"Look at where their headquarters is. They claim to be independent media, but in reality they're still influenced by the Americans. They're just giving them the appearance of relative independence to facilitate interviews with sensitive figures. They can interview with cameras on and broadcast recorded interview clips, but have you ever seen them broadcast the sensitive material we have? Not only now, they wouldn't dare to do that before."

"Ugh……"

Song Heping sighed.

After a moment, Henry cautiously probed, "Boss, I think you should go to Russia. There, you have the protection of a chef, and you might be able to survive with a different identity. Under the current circumstances, it's not safe for you to go to Venezuela."

This is not an exaggeration.

If I go to Venezuela, I'm afraid even the Ramas family won't be able to protect me.

Some things are caused by international public pressure.

No one dared to take in someone on the KB member list.

The situation seemed to have reached a dead end.

It's like walking into darkness and not seeing the light of the way out.

"By the way, any news from Kelly?"

If you can’t figure it out, then don’t think about it for now.

Song Heping changed the subject and returned to Kelly.

"I asked some of my connections and there's no news, but one thing is for sure: she didn't return to Langley."

"It seems that this woman is seriously injured if not dead." Song Heping thought of another thing: "You must be careful in Russia. If Kelly gets into trouble, the Langley side will kill us at all costs."

"I'm not worried about myself..." Henry said, "The cook's influence is growing, and he's quite influential in Russian politics. I'm more worried about you. I have some bad news..."

"what news?"

"Mossad has gotten involved too. This time, they've lost over twenty agents. Now it's not just a feud between us and the CIA anymore. Mossad has also put us on a blacklist, you know..."

At this point, Henry's mood visibly dropped.

"They issued this kind of hunt order before, during the Black September incident. They won't let anyone listed on this hunt order go, no matter where they are..."

The pressure seemed to have increased a lot.

The road ahead is darker.

Song Heping felt the pressure.

It felt like I was really in a desperate situation.

"Okay, I know everything... You guys stay in Russia and wait for my notification."

Hang up the phone.

Song Heping sat on a rock near the tunnel entrance for a long time with a satellite phone in his hand.

Both the CIA and Mossad are the world's top intelligence agencies.

I offended two people at once.

It seems that no one can survive in this situation.

Of course, Song Heping was absolutely unwilling to just surrender like that.

Either way it's death.

Might as well just give it a try.

My phone vibrated. I picked it up and saw it was Afanti.

"Brother Afanti, I just received a lot of bad news. I hope you can bring me some good news."

Song Heping smiled bitterly.

Avanti said: "I am sorry my brother, this is a serious matter and the situation you are facing is very bad."

"How bad is it?" Song Heping asked.

Afanti hesitated for a moment, then finally told the truth: "According to the intelligence I received, you have been placed on the 'Black List', a privilege not even I can enjoy yet. That night, you single-handedly killed over twenty Mossad agents, shocking the intelligence community. This matter is not only about the lives of the Hoopoe, but more importantly, it is a matter of reputation. If one person could kill so many of them, what do you think the outside world would think? What would their superiors think?"

Song Heping laughed: "Of course he was furious."

"Libanen has been completely blocked. I originally planned to transport you out by sea, but that seems impossible now. The Hoopoe's warships are currently intercepting all merchant ships departing from Libanen in the Mediterranean. They have even sailed their warships to the sea near the port and boarded the ships for inspection. The Libanen government has already protested, but I suspect the Hoopoe won't care. So it will be difficult for you to leave now..."

"You mean, I have to stay here forever? Hiding in the tunnel?" Song Heping said, "Being a coward is not my character, and I can't hide underground forever."

Afanti said, "Please let me think of a way. I will definitely find a way to bring you back to Persia. After all, you will be safest here."

Song Heping suddenly understood.

Afanasiy emphasized for a long time, and it turned out that he still wanted to stay in Persia.

But now, apart from Afanti, he seems to have no better helper in Zdong.

Although the military stationed in Iraq has leverage in their hands, what can they ask them to do? Should they openly send troops to take them away?

This is bullshit.

And then there's Simon.

This guy is actually a needle in the CIA, used to gather information.

But in the current situation, the most he can do is to help find out about Kelly's condition, and he can also provide some information about other movements. If he goes any further, I'm afraid he won't be able to do anything.

Now I guess the hoopoe is angry with me and wants to fight me to the death.

Speaking of which, the Hoopoe's Mossad is still difficult to deal with...

Suddenly, he thought of someone.

Chris Chen.

The famous intelligence broker.

As for whether it is useful or not, Song Heping himself is not sure.

But we might as well give it a try. Since this is the case, we might as well give it a try.

He logged into his secret email account, found Chen's contact information, and then dialed the number that Chen left for him but he had never called before.

Song Heping was not sure whether it would be useful or even whether it could be connected.

But after a few rings, the phone actually connected and someone answered!
"Song Heping, you finally came to see me?"

There was a sense of satisfaction in Chen's tone, as if his prediction had come true.

"I thought you were so stupid that you didn't even come to find me at this time."

"Did you guess I was going to call?"

Song Heping was a little surprised.

This intelligence broker is indeed extraordinary.

"Of course. Do you know how big a fuss you've made?"

"How big?"

"Everyone in intelligence knows this, even your old unit back home knows it... Some madman killed over twenty Mossad operatives in the Beirut port area and then escaped. Hahahaha! Do you know how humiliating this is for the Hoopoe? They've declared you dead, and they've even issued a global manhunt."

"I know about this." Song Heping said with a wry smile, "I already had problems with the CIA, and now with Mossad, I'm really proud of myself. Too many lice won't itch, too many debts won't worry, because I'm going to die anyway!"

"I can see you don't want to die, and you have a strong desire to live. If you wanted to die, you wouldn't call me." Chen said: "Where are you now? What can I do for you..."

"and many more."

Song Heping suddenly interrupted Chen.

"You mean my old unit knows about this?"

"Yes, 203 knows." Chen's tone suddenly became straightforward and serious: "Captain Lei knows too."

"you……"

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind like sparks.

Many of the previous speculations now seem to be connected.

"Chen, are you in contact with Captain Lei and the others? Who are you?"

He also became serious and couldn't wait to ask Chen back.

(End of this chapter)