King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 1699: 1390: Escalating the Operation

Capítulo 1699: Chapter 1390: Escalating the Operation

Three speedboats stopped at an uninhabited area along a winding river in the hilly region.

‘Monkey’, fully imrsed in the mission, disembarked and glanced at his watch, then said to ‘Radar’ and ‘Keeper’: “Crossing that mountain to the south leads to the road. Mahmud’s convoy will pass by there in about 20 minutes.”

What do you think?

Shall we intercept him on the road, or wait until he completes his transaction before acting?”

‘Radar’ took a glance at the electronic map and said: “There’s no road ahead on the map, which ans Mahmud is close to his destination.

Let’s intercept him on the road, and after a quick interrogation, we can drive their convoy over to the destination.”

As he spoke, ‘Radar’ glanced at the expressionless ‘Monkey’ and said: “The briefing stated Mahmud’s destination is a terrorist training camp…

Request for two Super Albatross planes. Once we confirm their location, we can eliminate them all at once.”

‘Monkey’ didn’t voice any objections to the aggressive attack plan because, according to dostic requirents, Mahmud is the primary target, while the training camp is secondary.

‘Radar’s aggressive plan might lead to mistakes, but the baseline task can be ensured, avoiding the squad’s disadvantage due to capturing live targets.

Thus, ‘Monkey’ activated the communicator and said: “Command Center, this is ‘Night Tiger’. We’re preparing to intercept the target convoy, and subsequent attacks might require air force support.

Requesting two Super Albatross planes with Hellfire missiles for support.”

“Command Center received, Super Albatross will take off in 10 minutes, expected to reach your location in 45 minutes.”

‘Monkey’ finished speaking and glanced at ‘Radar’ again, saying: “Anything else?”

‘Radar’ saw a group of seasoned veterans smiling at him and realized that ‘Monkey’ handed him the command, preparing to assist them.

‘Radar’ exchanged a glance with ‘Keeper’, then looked at ‘Monkey’ seriously and said: “Create a roadblock to stop the convoy, then quietly resolve them.

After success, ‘Tiger Claw Squad’ will stay with Mahmud, with rubber boats prepared for extraction.”

‘Monkey’ nodded indifferently, saying: “Let’s go then, we have 15 minutes left…”

……

A convoy of three pickups and four trucks sped through the night.

Mahmud, a man in his fifties, was wearing traditional Pakistan attire, sitting in the passenger seat of a pickup truck.

He was a native of Pir district and began navigating the borders of Pakistan, Aqionghan, and Iran twenty years ago, serving as an interdiary for Bata and Eastern Transport in seeking sponsorships and military supplies, occasionally aiding in smuggling terrorists into target countries.

At this stage, anyone capable of contacting Bata and Eastern Transport was highly sought after by the CIA and India, so Mahmud was thriving.

Over the past twenty years, Russia and the motherland suffered severe attacks, and Mahmud was involved in planning so of the worst incidents.

To this day, refueling stations at West Border Gas Station require car occupants to exit and present ID cards, allowing only single drivers to refuel due to this group.

The United States Army in Aqionghan was facing a countdown, and Mahmud took over a major CIA business deal, deciding to retire upon completion and enjoy life with the profits in the United Arab Emirates.

The trucks behind carried not only light weapons but also 20 Stinger Missiles. With these, Eastern Transport could create significant disruptions in East Asia.

Relying on his familiarity with Pakistan and years of networking, Mahmud easily crossed the border onto a secluded road.

With only a few kiloters to the destination, Mahmud said to the strong driver: “Haya, speed up. I want to return to Quetta by tomorrow noon.”

“Understood, boss…”

The strong driver obediently stepped on the gas to accelerate, but shortly after, he exclaid and slamd on the brakes…

The pickup left a long trail of tire marks as it braked at a corner, stopping with difficulty…

The two following pickups barely stopped behind them, almost crashing into the lead vehicle.

Five gunn disembarked and walked a dozen ters forward under the strong driver’s command, then stared at several large rocks rolled from the side slope in confusion.

Mahmud, holding his forehead, waved inside the car and shouted: “What are you waiting for? Move the rocks…”

The strong driver felt sothing was amiss. Facing the boss’s impatience, he signaled half of the gunn to stay vigilant, then headed towards the boss to give him a reminder…

Just as Mahmud frowned and was about to urge, a sudden ‘whoosh’ sound was heard, and the strong driver standing by the car window appeared as if struck by a sledgehamr, his head rattled violently before he stiffened and collapsed on the ground.

Before Mahmud could fully react, dozens of figures rose from the roadbed beside the road…

They held automatic rifles equipped with silencers, advancing swiftly and engaging the gunn by the rocks…