Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 866 Simon Takes Over
Song Heping's guess was correct.

Five days later, at Langley headquarters.

Director Vincent slammed a document on the table: "Twelve agents killed, a key witness kidnapped, and we made a laughingstock of ourselves in front of the Russians! Do you know what the Senate Intelligence Committee calls this operation? 'The Bucharest Massacre'!"

Wright stood by the window, his back to the chief.

Outside the window, a light drizzle was falling, just like his mood at that moment.

“I will submit my resignation,” he finally said.

“Resignation?” Vincent sneered. “You think it’s that simple? Simon has taken over the investigation; he suspects someone leaked the operation plan.”

Wright whirled around: "Sir, what do you mean? Are you doubting my loyalty?"

Vincent didn't answer, staring at the report on the table for a full half minute before finally saying, "Simon had already advised you on this operation beforehand, but you insisted on going your own way, arbitrarily reducing the number of supervisors at the airport to four and transferring a large number of operations personnel to Colorado Airport. How do you explain that?"

"I……"

Wright paused for a moment, wanting to refute, but suddenly realized he couldn't.

Indeed, Simon had a video call with the director before the operation to give himself warnings and advice.

Simon even insisted that Song Heping would definitely enter Bucharest from the civil aviation international airport.

The final facts proved him right.

Now, thanks to this accurate judgment, Simon has not only cleared himself of previous suspicions, but has also gained the director's trust.

During the video call, he had agreed to leave a group of people at the airport to gain experience, as suggested by the director. However, he later transferred eight of them to Croxi to participate in the operation, leaving only four agents monitoring the airport.

In the end, Russian agents used poison to kill them all.

This incident caused quite a stir in Romania, and the CIA used considerable resources to suppress the controversy in order to keep it quiet.

As a seasoned veteran agent, Wright certainly knew he was to blame, so his resignation was only natural.

However, judging from Chief Vincent's current state, it's not as simple as just wanting to resign and apologize...

Sure enough, before Wright could think of a better explanation to defend himself, Vincent had already pressed the intercom on the table: "Come in for a moment."

When the two agents walked into the office, Wright suddenly realized that in this covert battle, he was not only the loser, but also about to become the scapegoat.

"Sir, I absolutely did not leak the operation plan..."

Wright was pale and desperately tried to prove his innocence.

Vincent waved his hand: "Save your words for the review committee. Whether there are problems or not is not up to me."

Meanwhile, thousands of kilometers away in Moscow, Song Heping stood at the window of his safe house, watching the snowflakes fall.

Blink of an eye
The satellite phone on the table suddenly rang, and Henry's voice came through:
"Breaking news: Wright is under internal investigation. Simon has officially taken over the CIA's counterterrorism center."

Song Heping smiled slightly: "Isn't this great?"

Henry said with slight concern, "He's a viper. Are you really going to let him rise to power so easily?"

Song Heping said, "Otherwise what? Should I just shoot him dead in Yemen? Like I said, we have to weigh the benefits in everything we do. What is advantageous to us and what is disadvantageous? If it's advantageous, even if he's an enemy, wouldn't it be better to give him a way out?" He paused and then added, "The higher Henry rises, the better it is for us. We have so much dirt on him: murdering colleagues, leaking intelligence to foreign intelligence agencies, embezzling funds to recruit members of black ops groups. If any one of these is exposed, it could cost him his life."

Henry said, "You wouldn't be thinking of helping him get to the position of bureau chief, would you?"

"why not?"

Song Heping smiled.

"However, given his potential, being a deputy director would be quite an achievement. The director is appointed by people from the White House; you can't get that position without political connections. After Pence died, the position of deputy director in charge of operations remained vacant. Simon used to be just a station chief, quite a distance from the deputy director position, but now he's the director of the counterterrorism center, a highly coveted position..."

As he spoke, he left the window and returned to the table, putting his feet up on the surface to make himself more comfortable.

He then continued, "A counterterrorism chief, or a future deputy director in charge of operations, if he were one of our men, Henry, can you imagine what the consequences would be?"

Henry answered truthfully, "I can hardly imagine what would happen if Washington knew about this; they would probably go crazy."

"Then let them go crazy."

Song Heping stretched lazily with great satisfaction.

"Oh, right, there's something urgent. Turn on the TV now; the Russian TV is probably broadcasting the news too."

"What's wrong?" Song Heping picked up the remote control on the table, pointed it at the TV, and pressed the power button.

The screen appeared, and Song Heping changed several channels before finally seeing the news footage.

The above shows the cities and streets of Lebanon, with chaotic and surging crowds crowding the streets and squares, holding up signs and shouting: "Die, dictator! Step down, dictator!"

Song Heping's eyes lit up, and he sat up straight.

You know, I was originally thinking that I might have to fight with Colonel Gaddafi, but I didn't expect Lebia to be in such chaos?

Darfur is bordered to the north by Lebia.

The dictator in Lebia was Gaddafi.

Many armed groups in North Darfur have received support from Gaddafi, and the Sudanese government is powerless to confront them. One of the conditions for allowing Song to enter the Darfur region was that he would eliminate those armed groups associated with Gaddafi.

"This is fucking chaotic..."

Song Heping quickly said to Henry on the phone, "Good news. Things have gotten chaotic over there. Colonel Gaddafi is definitely not going to be able to take care of his cronies in North Darfur. It seems we need to make some preparations. North Africa is in complete disarray now, and we have a lot of things to do."

Henry said, "There are reports that armed conflict has broken out in parts of Lebanon, and I suspect it might escalate into a full-blown war."

Song Heping asked, "Colonel Gaddafi still holds military power. Do you think he will resort to force to suppress us?"

Henry said, "Yes, but I think he's in big trouble this time. I've gathered some intelligence from my old contacts about the situation in Lebia. Britain and France definitely won't support him this time, and your country, the US, and Russia probably won't help him either. This old guy has offended too many people."

"Um……"

Song Heping fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)