Twelve days later, Baghdadi International Airport.
Song Heping had just walked out of the immigration hall when Ferrari approached him.
"How are things?"
"Things are bad." Ferrari shook his head, "Last night's attack caused over thirty casualties among us, and most of the convoy's supplies were destroyed. These supplies were meant for the US Army's forward camp in Mosul, including ammunition and food, with losses estimated to be over ten million US dollars."
"Ten million..."
Song Heping wasn't too concerned about this kind of loss.
The "Musician" Defense Company currently has an extremely abundant cash flow, earning hundreds of millions of US dollars each month just from Mexico alone, so ten million is trivial. Even adding the compensation for the local mercenaries, there isn't any problem financially for the company.
However, the key issue is not here.
"What did Peter say?"
"The military side wants to terminate the contract and hand it over to AAFES company."
Ferrari said, "Song, there's something fishy about this."
"Go on." The two spoke as they approached the car, with about a dozen mercenaries spreading out to occupy key positions to form a security circle.
Since the operation in Ba Country, Song Heping knew it was only a matter of time before the Elder Council moved against him, so he has been very cautious over the past month.
He quickly boarded the bulletproof Lincoln and sat in the back seat.
Ferrari got in from the other side of the door and sat next to Song Heping.
Jiang Feng then took the passenger seat.
"Recently, the security situation in the northwest of Illiguo had been improving, but I don't know why, last night the Resistance Organization launched an unprecedented intense attack on our transport convoy. Strangely, no other attacks occurred a few days before and a day after our incident."
"You mean this operation was targeting us?"
"I feel it was targeted, very specific."
"Hmph!"
Song Heping scoffed: "I knew the Elder Council wouldn't have the patience to wait three months for the contract to expire automatically. I always wondered why they were so patient…"
"There's more to it."
Ferrari continued, "Last night when you were still on the plane, there was also an issue at the oil field."
"An issue?" Song Heping was slightly shocked, "What happened at the oil field?"
"It was also attacked." Ferrari stated, "It was hit by rockets by unidentified armed militants, causing a large fire in the oil region, with quite severe losses."
"Damn!"
Song Heping said, "No need to ask, it must also be related to the Elder Council, they are trying to kill me."
He paused, then asked, "Ferrari, did you find out who was behind these two incidents?"
"Not yet, the security forces and police in Illiguo are unreliable. Depending on the US military intelligence department to investigate probably won't yield any results. If the Elder Council can influence the military, then we will not receive any help and will likely face continuous suppression. What I'm most worried about right now is…"
He stopped there.
Song Heping said, "Say what you're worried about."
"If Wood Energy and the military cite our failure to fulfill the contract obligations as a reason to cancel our contracts, then we would essentially lose our entire base in Illiguo, and we probably won't have any business there in the future."
Ferrari's worries were not unreasonable.
The military has already proposed to terminate the contract.
This means that there will soon be outcomes from the Wood Energy Group side too.
Before Song Heping could think of a countermeasure, Turner's call indeed came through.
"Song, I have some unfortunate news to inform you."
"I know, your group wants to terminate the contract with my defense company because of the oil field attack, right?"
Turner strictly cited the contract clause. "It seems you have already heard, sorry, but our contract does include a clause that if the losses at the oil field are due to your factors, it means you haven't fulfilled your contractual responsibilities, so you have to bear the consequences."
"I understand, no problem, a termination, right?" Song Heping sneered, "Your company is really efficient, attacked last night and you already have a decision today, such an efficient company is really rare."
Turner was slightly embarrassed, repeating the old rhetoric, "Song, you know I'm just an employee…"
"Alright, I know." Song Heping didn't wish to speak another word to these small fry.
Indeed, although Turner is a senior executive at Wood Energy Group, as he himself said, he's just a senior employee.
It's the Wood Family behind him that controls the core of the group.
It all has nothing to do with him at all.
Turner is just a pawn.
"Thank you for your understanding, I wish you all the best."
After that, the call ended.
Song Heping said, "Ferrari, any progress on Henry's side?"
"Not yet." Ferrari said, "We haven't got any valuable clues for now."