Mercenaries, I Will Be King Chapter 1052 - 963: Sowing Discord (Part 3)

Song Heping coldly interrupted him: "Listen, I've sent you a 'gift,' it's online and currently brewing. I suggest you take a look imdiately, the content is fascinating, about your 'good ally' MI6, especially how that elegant Ms. M is secretly cooperating with the 'terrorists' on your wanted list, teaming up to trip up your CIA."

On the other end of the line, there was dead silence, only Simon's suddenly heavy breathing could be clearly heard.

"You... what nonsense are you saying?!"

Simon's voice carried traces of an indistinct tremble, a natural reaction under the intertwining of shock and a sense of enormous threat.

"Whether it's nonsense, you'll know after you look. The recording is very clear, ti, place, operation code... all match."

Song Heping precisely struck Simon's most hidden sore spots and suspicions, "This 'gift' is a 'eting gift' I present to Director Vincent (the CIA Director). Of course, it's also a 'pledge of allegiance' for you."

Pausing for a mont, he continued: "Now, I need you to do a small favor. Take this 'gift,' and imdiately go to Vincent, expressing all your suspicions, dissatisfaction with the British, and their possible attempt to drag you into their sche again in Sena, make everything known! Stir the waters completely! Agitate, sow discord, prevent any departnt of the United States — whether your CIA or the military — from teaming up with the British in this Sena incident!"

"You... you want to be your gun?!"

Simon's voice was filled with humiliation and anger but more was the helplessness of being grasped by enormous leverage.

What Song Heping threw out, once Vincent knows it was Simon "first" discovering and reporting, certainly can strike MI6, but Song Heping doing this was obviously using him to isolate the British, thereby holding his authority tightly in Sena.

The stronger Song Heping becos, the slimr his chances of getting rid of him...

But if he doesn't report it, and waits for Vincent to see it himself online...

The consequences would be even more unthinkable!

"No," Song Heping's voice was icy and ruthless, "You are saving yourself, and also minimizing loss for the CIA. Think about it, does Vincent hate , the 'open enemy,' more, or those 'close allies' who stab him in the back and take him for a fool more? The British now want to monopolize Sena, and use my hands to weaken your influence. Stop them, make the UK and US impede each other on the Sena issue, only then can you keep your position, even... have a chance to turn this crisis into your achievent. As for ? Once we've dealt with the British, we'll have plenty of ti to 'catch up'."

Song Heping's words were like a Poison Snake, precisely wrapping around Simon's heart, injecting a mix of fear and temptation.

On the other end of the line, there was silence for a full ten seconds, only Simon's suppressed breaths.

"...Where are the docunts?"

Ultimately, Simon's voice carried a hoarse acceptance and decisive chill.

"Deep web, 'Mole Hole' forum pinned, keywords 'Alliance Cracks.' And there are a few 'reporters'' encrypted email addresses, you should be able to find them."

Song Heping reported the information, "Act quickly, Simon. The British are about to make a move. If I see any US drones or hear of any US Special Forces appearing in Sena... you know the consequences. The full version of this 'gift' will promptly appear on Vincent's desk, Congress Hill, and the Washington Post."

No goodbye, Song Heping decisively cut off the communication.

He didn't need Simon's promise, this lethal "gift" and the imnse political risk it contained were the best driving forces.

Simon is a smart man, more of a politician, he knows what to do.