What Song Heping found most troubling now wasn't the SA-9 missile system's origin, nor was it the small details like transportation and paynt.
The SA-9 missile systems had been left behind by the forr Illiguo governnt army, and Yusuf's material departnt was certainly aware of their whereabouts. The key issue was that any high-value military equipnt, such as aircraft, anti-aircraft missiles, tanks, and other large items, were under military supervision, which ant additional control by the United Security Council.
And Peter had already insinuated that he could ensure that his own arms business would operate smoothly within Illiguo. That is to say, Peter had tacitly allowed him to secretly purchase arms from the material departnt.
Because Peter was well aware of the connection between himself and the people at the material departnt, he finally hinted that he was "capable," and the situation had beco quite clear: Peter wanted him to continue buying bulk military weapons from the material departnt, and he would handle the audits on his end. The three sets of SA-9 anti-aircraft missile systems had to be delivered to Africa and sold to the Salafi Ard forces.
The whole business couldn't be linked to their military in any way; should anything go wrong, he would be left holding the bag, the scapegoat.
At the mont, what made Song Heping most uneasy was this matter's involvent with the Salafi Ard forces.
It wasn't that he feared the Salafi Ard forces might kill him.
After all, it was unlikely that the other side knew it was him who had taken down a minor branch of the Salafi forces.
Even if they knew, this deal was sanctioned by the Arican military, and with the US Army behind him, the African branch of the Salafi forces, no matter how much they disliked him, wouldn't dare kill him, lest they wanted to forego any future arms purchases.
The difficult part was Dominic.
You see, Dominic had joined the company on the condition that he'd help him get revenge by taking down the Salafi forces.
If Dominic found out about this deal, wouldn't he turn his back on him?
He certainly could proceed with the deal without considering Dominic's feelings, but that would an losing an excellent pilot and becoming soone who broke his word.
Knock, knock, knock—
The office door was knocked.
Song Heping, snapping out of his reverie, called out to the door, "Co in."
The one who entered was Ferrari.
He looked around the office and said with a smile, "What's up? Deep in thought?"
"Yeah."
Song Heping motioned with his hand, "Ferrari, have a seat."
Ferrari, noticing the grim expression on Song Heping's face, put away his smile and shut the door behind him.
Song Heping asked, "Did you need to see for sothing?"
Ferrari replied, "I was thinking of asking you if you've looked over the CVs of the core action team mbers?"
Song Heping shook his head, "Not yet, I went to see Peter this morning and had breakfast with him."
"That guy." Ferrari shook his head, "He always likes ceremony, thinks the company holds breakfast etings or sothing, always likes to talk business over breakfast."
Ferrari was presently the only person in the Defense Company who could be considered a strategist.
The others were indeed brothers, but there were few like Ferrari who could ponder issues with him and solve problems related to the company's developnt.
Action team mbers are important, but so are strategists.
Song Heping said, "Ferrari, there's sothing I want to discuss with you."
Ferrari knew the matter Song Heping wanted to discuss must be important, he could read the gravity on Song Heping's face, "What is it? Not planning to discuss it in a company eting?"
Song Heping shook his head, "I thought I'd run it by you first, many things discussed in company etings, they have no interest in."
Rembering how everyone dozed off during the previous etings, Ferrari understood why Song Heping felt this way and replied with a wry smile, "No helping it, they all listen to you."
Song Heping said, "They're just not interested in this stuff. Our company still needs more strategic minds. We're no longer just a small rcenary group; the company's developnt requires a wider variety of talent, like yours."
Ferrari laughed, "I'll take that as a complint."
Song Heping raised a finger and waved it, "No, you know that I don't flatter others unless I have a reason."
Ferrari turned serious, "Alright, what's the trouble you've run into with Peter this ti?"
"Our company faces another opportunity. How should I put it? You could call it an opportunity, but if handled poorly, it could turn into a crisis," Song Heping said. "Peter didn't ask about the contract; you've handled that beautifully. Now the convoy is up and running, and for the escort mission, we can hand it over to Grey Wolf and his team to manage. This ti Peter wanted to talk with about an arms deal."
"Arms deal?"
Ferrari's eyes lit up, showing a mix of shock and excitent.
"To deal with their arms?"
Song Heping nodded, "Appears you can't be fooled."
Ferrari said, "This type of work used to be done by the AAFES company, what? Do the military big shots on Peter's side no longer want to work with AAFES?"
Song Heping said, "When he first ntioned it to , I was also puzzled, but as we continued talking, I understood. He wants us to do the dirty work for them. For instance, this ti, he wants to figure out a way to deliver 3 sets of SA-9 anti-aircraft missile systems to the ard organizations in the Sahel region of Africa."
Ferrari scoffed, "So it's the dirty work. Heh, I've seen this kind of thing before..."
His expression grew complicated, and he didn't continue.
Song Heping asked, "What's your take on it?"
Ferrari leaned back, resting on the chairback, propped his feet on the office desk, and pulled out a cigarette pack, picked one out, and lit it.
Suddenly rembering sothing, he extended the cigarette pack towards Song Heping, offering, "Want one?"
Song Heping shook his head, "You know I don't smoke."
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