"Alright, let me take a look at the intelligence you've gathered over the past few days first."
Song Heping didn't blame Hunter.
He wanted to see what difficulties Hunter had encountered.
After a brief silence on the encrypted communication line, the data packet transmitted by Hunter was fully received.
Song Heping entered a complex decryption command on his terminal, and the progress bar slowly climbed.
Thirty minutes later, the file was decrypted. Song Heping opened the folder and began to browse through it with a calm gaze.
What Hunter had sent was the culmination of several days of reconnaissance in Goa by his team, and the details were astoundingly comprehensive.
It included Narendra's daily schedule down to the minute, traffic flow analysis reports for three fixed routes, and the license plates and model identifiers of each vehicle in the convoy.
There were even close-up shots of the bodyguards' faces captured with a telephoto lens, along with preliminary identity conjectures; patterns of how the convoy formation changed across different road sections.
More professionally, it included an evaluation report on the tactical configuration of the bodyguard team: the standard distance between the leading car and the main car, standard procedures for handling intersections, the weapon configurations of the escort personnel at the front and back of the convoy, and simulations of several standard contingency plans.
It was evident that Hunter and his team hadn't been idle over the past few days, as they had thoroughly dissected Narendra's daily life with a method akin to battlefield reconnaissance.
Song Heping carefully went through the file page by page, occasionally sliding his finger on the touchpad to zoom in on certain detailed images.
His expression remained placid until his gaze landed on one particular report.
It was an investigation report on the company responsible for Narendra's security. The letterhead clearly bore the company's name — Gurkha Security Solutions.
Song Heping's brow barely perceptibly furrowed, as he straightened up slightly.
He had heard of this company's reputation.
This wasn't some local security outfit but one of the foremost, and costliest, private security contractors in White Elephant Country, with a reputation and capabilities renowned even across Asia.
Although Song Heping's "Musician" Defense Company mainly dealt with military contracting and combat missions, they occasionally took on high-risk private security and VIP protection projects.
In a sense, they were somewhat peers in the industry.
It was because they were peers that Song Heping was more aware of the weight and capabilities of Gurkha Company. The company's strength was considerable, with its personnel largely recruited from the brave and fiercely loyal retired Nepali Gurkha soldiers.
The most core and exorbitantly priced department within Gurkha Company was precisely its "VIP Protection Unit."
The core team and instructor cadre of this department were not Gurkhas but were extensively recruited from a uniquely special department in White Elephant Country — retired SPG agents.
SPG stands for "Special Protection Group." This organization holds an extraordinary status within White Elephant Country, directly overseen by the Central Government Ministry of Internal Affairs, with its sole mission being to provide round-the-clock, comprehensive close security for the head of state, government leaders, and their immediate family.
In nature, it is akin to the US Secret Service (USSS) or Russia's Federal Protection Bureau (FSO), serving as the nation-level shield and sword.
Every agent entering the SPG is one in a million, subjected to rigorous background checks and receives some of the world's most stringent and advanced VIP protection training. They're adept in risk assessment, route planning, counter-sniping, counter-surveillance, counter-assault, emergency aid, and even cryptography, truly embodying human fortresses.
Now, that Narendra could engage the elite from Gurkha Company, primarily comprised of retired SPG agents, to protect himself indicated two things —
First, the guy cherishes his life and is extremely wealthy.
Secondly, in the all-out war with Zayed, he feels a mortal threat, especially after the previous failed assassination attempt on Zayed. He anticipates a frenzied retaliation and thus spares no expense to encase himself in the hardest shell.
Seeing that the opposing force was Gurkha Company, with SPG-backgrounded agents, Song Heping instead felt a hint of a smile curl at the corner of his mouth.
Defeating such a formidable opponent would prove his worth, further enhancing the reputation of the "Musician" Defense Company.
He refocused, rapidly integrating, simulating, and reviewing in his mind all the information provided by Hunter, particularly regarding convoy movement patterns, security personnel behavioral habits, and route environmental details.
Seconds ticked by.
In the command post, only the occasional sound of Song Heping tapping the keyboard to record key points could be heard.
Outside the window, the sky was starting to lighten.
Finally, after thoroughly digesting all the information, a clear, bold, and highly executable plan took shape in his mind.
He picked up the encrypted satellite phone and reconnected with Hunter, far off in Goa.
"Boss, have you come up with a plan?"
The voice on the other end carried a subtle, almost undetectable trace of embarrassment and urgency from Hunter.
And no wonder.
As one of the top snipers in the company, having executed countless decapitations and long-range assassination missions, now getting stuck in what appears to be a simple assassination task and needing to seek help from the boss thousands of kilometers away, it indeed made him feel a bit embarrassed.
"There's a plan now."
Song Heping's tone was calm, without mocking the Hunter's capabilities.
He understood the predicament of the Hunter.
The Hunter is a typical field sniper, skilled in hunting high-value targets in complex battlefield environments, accustomed to using terrain, vegetation, and long-distance to kill with one shot.
But this mission, the target is holed up in the bustling city, surrounded by layers of guards, more like an operation requiring extreme patience and exquisite design, akin to infiltrating and cracking a top-notch security system.
It's not surprising that the Hunter, having a background from the Foreign Legion Paratroopers, lacks specialized training and experience in this area.
Song Heping first analyzed the opponent's caliber for the Hunter: "The security for Narendra is handled by the White Elephant Country's Gurkha Company, and this time they've probably deployed elite members from their top-tier VIP protection department. Most of these people are agents retired from the SPG."
He paused slightly, allowing the Hunter to digest this information, then continued: "SPG has undergone joint training and exchanges with top institutions like the British SAS, the US Secret Service, and even the Israel Shin Bet. Their VIP protection procedures and crisis response plans are a White Elephant Country-specific version, integrated with mainstream global protocols. It's normal that you can't find apparent flaws. They play by rules, procedures, and muscle memory."
"The problem is, how do we break this setup now?"
The Hunter's tone carried a bit of complaint and helplessness, as if dealing with a turtle retreating into its shell with nowhere to strike.