In less than twenty minutes, Song Heping lost the largest source of business income in Illigory.
The oil field security contract, the military transport contract, these two were the largest sources of income for "Musician" Defense in the Eastern Z region.
That is to say, three months from now, he would have nothing left in Illigo.
The local mercenary force of more than five hundred people established there would also face the crisis of disbandment.
Once these two important sources of income were gone, maintaining this force of five hundred mercenaries would become nothing but a burden.
Such a ruthless move!
Song Heping now had to admit that the "Elder Council" Niki mentioned was indeed incomparable to any opponent he had encountered before.
In just a few days' time, they had managed to turn both Wood Energy Group and the Pentagon against him.
Just the power behind this was no less formidable than that of the CIA.
The CIA couldn't command the military, yet these people did it with ease.
Song Heping felt immense pressure.
He immediately called Ferrari.
"Ferrari, have you returned to Illigo?"
"Just got back to the company! Something has happened here."
The urgency in Ferrari's voice was palpable.
"I know, I've already received several calls, from Henry, from Wood Group, and also our old friend Peter in the military."
"That's right, I heard about it the moment I got off the plane," Ferrari said. "Song, it seems someone has made a move against us, and it's definitely related to your action in Ba Country. You had Henry looking into the 'Elder Council', I bet they know about it."
"It was only a matter of time."
Facing the crisis, Song Heping became calm instead.
"If they didn't stir trouble, I'd have to be on guard against them every day. Now that they have taken action, it's good for us. It's hard to find the identities in a secret society, but if they act, they will expose their flaws."
Ferrari said, "We only have three months. After three months, our income in Illigo, apart from arms dealing, will be almost completely cut off."
"There won't be any income from arms either," Song Heping said. "If they're cutting off our contracts with the military, do you think we'll still be able to get arms from the supply side?"
"FUCK! We give the military so much money under the table every year, so much to the Illigo Government's Material Management Committee; do they not fear us turning against them?"
Ferrari said, "Worst comes to worst, we go down fighting."
Song Heping said, "I'm calling you to discuss this matter. I suspect a lot of things will happen soon, and they'll all be targeting me. If anything happens to me, you must take control of the company's affairs. If there's trouble, follow the plan I've discussed with you before, understand?"
"Understood," Ferrari said. "I'll start implementing the plan right away and get prepared."
"Good, I'm calling you to get you mentally prepared. The company may face a series of difficulties in the short term, and whether we can survive depends on us. For now, our income from Mexico is very substantial; we have enough funds to maintain the company's operations, so we aren't worried about money at the moment. What we need to do is to follow our previous financial operations model, you must back up all the data, and hand it over to someone you trust. In case something happens to me, and something happens to you, we still need someone to carry out the plan."
"No problem, I've thought it all through. Our core members are trustworthy, having been through thick and thin together. I will make several backups and have them leave Illigo, to avoid being wiped out in one swoop."
"Let White Bear and Queen take a break and go back to Russia, and by the way, get in touch with the Chef; he's doing quite well there at the moment. If we really need protection in the future, he can help."
"Okay, I'll arrange it."
Another round of calls ended.
All afternoon, Song Heping was busy contacting various parties and starting to deploy his plan.
He believed that the "Elder Council" wouldn't stop at these three moves.
What big move they were planning next, he had to have a mental contingency, so he could respond calmly if a major incident really happened.
What was most important now was to find out the identities of the people inside the "Elder Council" – who exactly they were.
However, Henry hadn't found anything yet - they could only wait.
As Song Heping was deploying his emergency plan, in a private club in New York City, Ms. Kelly, the director of the Secret Action Department, emerged from the underground parking garage and, under the protection of her personal agents, entered the club. Then she took the private elevator to the top floor.
As soon as she exited the elevator, bodyguards approached to indicate that a security check was necessary.
Ms. Kelly looked somewhat unwell, and the agents by her side had already stepped forward to stop the bodyguard: "Stay away from our lady."
"Everyone must go through a security check to enter, no exceptions."
The bodyguard completely ignored the power of the CIA and stood his ground.
"Toby, Ms. Kelly is an old friend I trust. Let her in, please."
Suddenly, Mr. Campbell's voice came through the speakers in the hallway.
The bodyguard nodded and then gestured to Ms. Kelly, "This way, ma'am."
Then he stopped the agents who wanted to follow.
"You are not on the guest list, please wait in the lounge over there."
Several agents were clearly struggling to contain their anger.
As CIA agents, although they have no power to act domestically, they have never been ignored like this before.
These private guards, each more bullish than the last, had an air of arrogance about them.
Ms. Kelly turned to the agents about to lose their cool and said, "You guys wait over there, I'll go in by myself."