Upon returning that night, Song Heping rushed to Hassan Oil Field without delay, seeking out the cook for a detailed discussion on how to kill the Free Army.
Having heard that Song Heping had reached an agreement with Avanti to cooperate in annihilating the Free Army organization, he expressed his concerns.
"Boss, this won't be easy to handle."
"What won't be easy? In what way?"
After stroking his chin and thinking for a moment, the cook said, "Look, we're currently handling the security contract for Country M's energy company's oil field, but the Americans and Persians have always been sworn enemies.
If Avanti directly deploys two Special Forces battalions to work with us against the Free Army, the news is bound to leak, and we'll certainly be unable to clean up the mess."
"You make a valid point..."
Song Heping acknowledged the cook's concerns were very reasonable.
If the Persian Special Forces were involved in the operation, things would become quite complicated.
After all, there are no walls in the world that can keep secrets forever.
Cooperating with Persians was indeed violating the Americans' taboo.
Moreover, his Defense Company currently had two battalions of Illigo Mercenaries. As the saying goes, the more people there are, the more talk there will be. Who knows which ill-intentioned fellow could leak the information, making it impossible to keep things completely secret.
His company was still taking orders from their oil fields. If word got out, let alone the Wood Energy Group, even Simon and Thomas would likely come knocking at the door to apprehend people, and then the Defense Company wouldn't be able to continue operating.
"It looks like we'll have to do this ourselves!" Song Heping said.
The cook nodded, "Exactly. I think we just need Avanti to provide us with the Free Army's stronghold intelligence. We can handle the rest ourselves. Although we're a bit short on manpower, we have plenty of ammunition, and rockets and mortars to boot. If we arrange our tactics well, taking down the Free Army's stronghold shouldn't be an issue."
"Alright, I'll handle the tactical arrangements, and I will have Avanti provide us with the intelligence as quickly as possible," Song Heping considered and said, "As for my meeting with the Persians, very few people are aware. It's sufficient that our core internal team is informed. We must keep it confidential to outsiders."
The cook replied, "Don't worry, the core team is our own people. There won't be a problem."
After they parted ways, Song Heping immediately rushed back to Cook Oil Field.
Since Song Heping had night vision goggles, he drove at night without lights.
It was a habit.
It had to do with the training he had received.
Unexpectedly, this small good habit enabled Cook Oil Field to avoid an attack.
About 6 kilometers from Cook Oil Field, Song Heping could see two vehicles hundreds of meters ahead from afar.
Upon closer inspection, they were trucks.
Song Heping immediately stopped his SUV, then carefully drove behind a dune. He opened the door, grabbed his gun, and ran up the dune before taking out his binoculars to observe the two vehicles.
In the middle of the night, in these desolate wilds, why would there be two vehicles?
Through the binoculars, Song Heping clearly made out the outline of the two vehicles.
What he saw gave him quite the shock.
They were trucks, loaded with Katyusha Launchers!
Good grief!
No need to ask further.
One look and he knew these belonged to an armed organization.
Considering the direction the trucks were facing, they were undoubtedly heading for the oil field.
This damn...
Not even letting people rest easy in the middle of the night, planning some mischief!
The two trucks seemed to have just arrived and hadn't started launching yet. A few people were moving around the vehicles, preparing for launch.
He immediately took out his satellite phone and called Hunter.
Hunter was currently in the Cook Oil Field Area.
"Boss, have you arrived?"
"Yes, just outside the oil field, about 6 kilometers away."
"Is your car broken down?"
The first thing Hunter thought of was that Song Heping's car had broken down; otherwise, why would he call so close to the oil field?
"We have visitors outside our oil field," Song Heping said. "Head to the western high ground of the oil field now and take a look as quickly as possible. If I'm not mistaken, there are armed militants lurking outside. There are two Katyusha Launchers 6 kilometers away, likely prepping to bombard before attacking."
"What?! I'm on it!"
Hunter was instantly on high alert.
"Keep the call going, I didn't bring a personal radio this time out. We'll communicate via cell phone. After I take down those two vehicles, you'll be my spotter and provide me with the coordinates of those dumbasses outside the oil field trying to sneak attack us!"
"No problem!"
Song Heping heard the sound of vehicles starting over the phone.
It appeared that Hunter had already gotten into the vehicle and headed directly to the west side of the oil field.
He stuffed his phone into the pocket of his tactical vest and then fitted a silencer onto his MK18 assault rifle, moving towards the rear of the two vehicles.