Langley, CIA Headquarters.
A spy quickly ran towards Pence's office with a report in hand.
"SIR, something has happened."
"What happened?"
Pence looked up, seeing the anxious expression on his subordinate's face. His eyebrow slightly twitched, feeling unsettled.
He had a premonition.
The briefing in his subordinate's hand was definitely related to Song Heping.
"There's some trouble in Africa."
As expected.
The subordinate's answer confirmed everything.
"What kind of trouble?" Pence extended his hand, "Let me see the report."
The subordinate hurriedly handed over the report.
Pence took it and looked down to read, as the subordinate continued to report.
"According to the latest UN news, the hospital in Kodok Town was attacked by unknown armed personnel. Several medical staff were killed on the scene, and there are bodies of several armed personnel holding UN credentials left there. They are currently verifying the identities of these people. I suspect these people are from the 'Satan' regiment."
"It should be…"
Pence felt a tightness in his chest.
Things have become a bit troublesome now.
The 'Satan' regiment sent people to Sudan to hunt Song Heping, and I knew about it. I even provided them with intelligence and logistical support.
Including the forged documents, they are actually linked to us.
If the squad hunting Song Heping ends up being wiped out, the UN Peacekeeping Forces will definitely notice something fishy.
I don't have the power to cover up even the UN's field reports.
This is a bit tricky…
"Alright, I've seen the report. You're on standby for now. Cut off contact with the 'Satan' regiment until I handle this."
"Understood."
After the subordinate left, Pence picked up the phone on his desk and dialed Campbell.
"Damn it! Song Heping escaped again! He even took out your men. What did you say back then? You said you were certain you could take down this guy?!"
As soon as he spoke, he began to question aggressively.
"This has blown up, and it could potentially implicate me!"
On the other end of the line, Campbell scoffed: "Pence, look how panicked you are. Aren't you just worried about your own involvement? Don't worry, I'll personally handle this matter, and leave the UN to me."
"Alright then…"
Seeing Campbell give his word, Pence finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The "Elder Council" has substantial influence; if they want to handle this, they should have a way.
Although these old magnates are equally untrustworthy.
But right now, I still have value, so they probably won't betray me.
Thinking of this, he felt slightly at ease.
"What do you plan to do about Song Heping next?"
"It seems we've underestimated him time and again. Pence, relying on just us, it will be difficult to kill him in Africa. Your CIA should also come up with a plan. I refuse to believe that with you CIA, Mossad, and our combined forces, we can't take down a nobody!"
"Hmph!"
Pence snorted coldly: "Song Heping is not a nobody anymore. We've listed him on the KB list, and it's having some unexpected effects…"
"What effects?"
"Analysis shows that many armed group leaders now want to side with him…"
"FUCK!"
Campbell swore.
"How did it come to this!"
Regarding Song Heping's idea, Ferrari and others found it quite crazy.
Now on our side, we have just over ten people. Among them, Ferrari and Henry are both in clerical roles, so their combat power isn't top-notch.
Is this small group going to take down Damao?
Isn't this madness?
The opponent is a local warlord, at the very least a leader of an armed organization, claiming to have a regiment. Even with some exaggeration, they must have over a thousand people.
More than ten against a thousand?