Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 798 The "Blood Feud" Plan

Jasper's voice echoed in the conference room, each syllable striking the hearts of those present like a hammer blow.

"Operation 'Blood Feud' will utilize three MQ-9 Reaper drones, taking off from Prince Sultan Air Base in Saudi Arabia. They will then fly along a predetermined route across the Red Sea straits, traversing Sudanese airspace from east to west, ultimately reaching the vicinity of the town of Sindi in western North Darfur to carry out a precision decapitation strike. Mission objective: Identify and eliminate the high-value target, Song Heping, and his core team."

Williams, the head of the technical department, couldn't help but interject: "This route is 1100 kilometers long and crosses the air defense identification zones of three UN peacekeeping forces. Our drones don't have stealth capabilities, and once detected—"

"Then let's not get found out."

Pence interrupted him, slamming his fingers heavily on the map on the table.

"We analyzed all the UN forces' radar deployments, here, here, and here—"

He pointed to three red circles on the map.

"These are all blind spots. As long as the drone stays below 500 meters in altitude, it can use the terrain for cover."

Jasper continued, "The drone will carry two AGM-114R9X 'Blade' Hellfire missiles. These missiles use six folding blades instead of an explosive warhead, enabling precise targeting while minimizing collateral damage."

A soft chuckle came from the corner of the conference room.

Everyone turned to look; it was Carl Mitchell, the drone expert from the action team.

"What's so funny, Mitchell?"

Pence narrowed his eyes, clearly displeased with Mitchell, the technical expert.

Mitchell shrugged. "Sir, the R9X does reduce blast damage, but that thing will turn the target into a human salad. And using three Predators on one person at the same time is a bit overkill, isn't it?"

“This is not making a mountain out of a molehill at all.” Pence remembered the mistake he had made before, and his back teeth clenched together again: “We must make sure he is 100% dead.”

The conference room fell into a brief silence.

Jasper cleared his throat and continued, "The flight plan is divided into three phases: the first phase is from Saudi Arabia, flying along the Red Sea coastline to Port Sudan; the second phase is to turn southwest, traversing the heart of North Sudan; the third phase is to climb to 3000 meters to confirm the target area before approaching it."

Williams raised his hand again: "Sir, does the drone need to refuel mid-flight? We must consider headwinds, evasive maneuvers, and low-altitude flight; these factors will affect fuel consumption."

Pence turned to Jasper: "A solution."

"No need to worry, the MQ-9 drone has enough range to fly to Cindy. Even considering the payload and other factors, it can return to the Red Sea without any problem. If it runs out of fuel, we can deploy tanker aircraft there for aerial refueling."

Williams pulled up a map on his tablet and quickly marked the location for aerial refueling.
Pence stared at the coordinates for a few seconds, then nodded. "Good, I like the idea. Let's do it your way. Any other questions?"

Lisa Chen, head of the overseas department, hesitated before speaking: "What about the legal aspects? Entering Sudanese airspace without permission, what if the drone is shot down or its wreckage is found—"

Pence stated bluntly, "There's absolutely no such possibility. As long as we avoid the UN peacekeeping force's air defense radar identification zone, the Sudanese government or Song Heping simply have no means to shoot down our drones. I think this plan is quite good. Does anyone have any further comments?"

He looked around.

No one in the room raised any objections; they all looked at Pence, waiting for his final decision.

In fact, this is not the first time the CIA has carried out such a decapitation operation.

Everyone is used to it.

Killing someone in drone footage feels completely different from taking someone down face-to-face with a gun.

Agents who encounter drones hunting targets for the first time often have a strange feeling, as the explosions and gore are somewhat similar to those in video games.

People feel much less guilty when they are separated by a screen, and there is no moral burden at all.

Seeing that everyone had tacitly agreed to the action, Pence showed a satisfied expression.

“Alright, since there are no objections, the action plan will be launched within 72 hours. Mitchell, you are in charge of drone control and command; Williams, ensure all logistical support systems are in perfect working order; Jasper, I need real-time action reports. Meeting adjourned.”

People gradually left the meeting room, leaving only Pence and Jasper.

Pence stared at the mark of Cindy Town on the map, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table.

“This time it has to succeed, Jasper,” he said in a low voice. “You know, the last operation failed, we lost two Green Berets and half a Delta Force team, and the director already smashed a glass. If we fail again this time… it won’t just be a glass that’s broken on the ground.” Jasper nodded repeatedly. “I understand.”

"You'll be in charge personally, keeping a close eye on things and making sure nothing goes wrong."

Pence stared at the Stars and Stripes hanging on the wall, lost in thought, and said, "I originally considered sending ground combat units in to assist with the decapitation strike as well... but..."

He stopped talking there, his lips pressed tightly together, and anger rose to his face.

"To be honest, I'm not confident. That damned Chinese guy is too cunning. I've never encountered such a cunning opponent before..."

Jasper said, "Actually, I always felt there were some doubts about the failure of the last operation."

What's suspicious?

Pence suddenly turned his gaze to Jasper.

"Yes……"

Jasper felt as if ice had been stuffed into his neck, and he suddenly shuddered.

“Song Heping seemed to know the details and route of our operation beforehand… His ambush location was extremely precise… Logically speaking…”

At this point, he paused to discreetly observe Pence's expression.

Pence frowned deeply: "You're saying there's a mole within our ranks? That intelligence was leaked?"

Jasper swallowed hard.

He knew that if this were confirmed, it would mean questioning Pence's leadership abilities from another angle.

A leader who can't even keep secrets doesn't deserve to sit in this position.

To his surprise, Pence did not fly into a rage as he had expected, but instead fell into deeper thought.

After thinking hard for a full minute, he suddenly reached out and tapped on the table: "What you said makes sense. Notify the internal investigation department to immediately conduct a thorough investigation into the intelligence information flow channels of the last operation and the people who came into contact with it. From inside the bureau to outside, including the military generals who knew about this plan, a detailed review and investigation must be carried out. We must find the mole!"

"Yes!"

Jasper secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir, I'll do as you say right away."

"Go ahead..."

Pence suddenly slumped back in his chair as if exhausted, and slightly raised his hand to signal, "Be careful to conduct the internal investigation quietly and not make too much of a fuss."

“I understand,” Jasper said considerately. “Sir, I know what to do.”

Just as he turned to leave, there was a rapid knocking on the door.

"Who?!"

"Sir, this is Reis."

"come in."

The door opened, and today's duty intelligence officer, Reis, swept in like a whirlwind.

"problem occurs!"

"What happened?!"

Pence is now most afraid of hearing the phrase "something has gone wrong".

(End of this chapter)