King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer
Chapter 1172 - 1024: The Painful Delta Force

Ella Lavey sat on a fishing boat with twelve heavily armed guys, heading into the heart of the Amazon from the direction of Colombia.

This guy used to be the CIA's head in Iraq, and he's the one who brought Hafali's wife and kids, the guy who detonated a dirty bomb, to America.

Earl Lavey has crossed paths with Boss Qiao in both Iraq and America. If the P.B. people hadn't resolved the dirty bomb issue, this guy would have spent the rest of his life under investigation even if he survived the blast by some miracle.

He couldn't figure out why, even though he was already transferred to Colombia, such a messed-up mission still found its way to him.

Earl knows better than most what kind of person Boss Qiao is and is even more aware of his latent power within the CIA.

The former head of the CIA's Counterterrorism Center, Major General Maguire, is one of P.B.'s people.

Although he's now transferred to the Department of Defense, his influence within the CIA remains, especially during this time when the CIA's chief has yet to be confirmed...

Now someone used the Defense Intelligence Agency to mobilize the Special Operations Command, assigning a team to carry out a mission in Brazil.

And the guide for the mission unexpectedly fell on Earl Lavey's head, making him feel like dying!

Because if he doesn't come up with something, he's dead for sure!

Moreover, he's certain that not only he will die a terrible death, but those carrying out the mission are doomed too.

Once America's internal action against Hu Lang comes to light, many people will die, regardless of success or failure.

With three days on the water, Ella Lavey looked at a blank-faced black middle-aged man, and after hesitating for a long time, he said: "Frode, I think we need to find a quiet place to talk about this mission..."

The black middle-aged Frode glanced at Ella, then scanned his comrades, saying: "These are all my mates, I think there's nothing that can't be said..."

Earl listened, lowered his head, and pondered for a few minutes before finally saying: "Do you know who your target is this time?"

Frode listened, frowned, and said: "I don't know, the higher-ups said that once I reach the location, someone would inform me.

You know?"

Earl helplessly spread his hands and said: "I don't know, I'm just the one responsible for getting you on the boat.

I originally didn't need to come along, but I knew some things happened in the Brazilian Amazon, that someone was there...

I'm worried that your target is him..."

Frode was stunned for a moment, frowning as he looked at Earl and said: "Who?"

Earl helplessly spread his hands and said: "There are people from the Colombian Cartel Group there now, and also P.B.'s Hu Lang..."

Frode, hearing this, curiously asked: "And then..."

Earl sighed and said: "You wouldn't naively think your mission is those small-time Cartel Group thugs, would you?"

With that, Earl looked at Frode, whose expression suddenly became stiff, and he said with a bitter smile: "Brother, you're not a rookie...

If the higher-ups notify you that the mission target is Hu Lang, what do you think will be your end?"

Frode looked at Earl, who had a bitter expression, and he frowned, saying: "So you have a reason for coming along?"

Earl sighed with his hands spread and said: "Of course, do you think I like this damned jungle?

In our line of work, living to retire peacefully requires a clear mind..."

Frode looked at Earl and said sternly: "Are you thinking of betrayal..."

Earl quickly waved it off and said: "Don't put it so dramatically, how can this be betrayal?

Hu Lang is definitely not America's enemy, I'm just trying to prevent us from making a mistake.

Of course, sometimes preventing a mistake requires us to make some unprofessional choices...

I'm fucking 48 years old, I don't want to die by the hands of my own people, is that too much to ask?

At Bragg Fort Base over the past ten years, an average of 42 employees have died from various accidents annually, and many people who have been in contact with them have also died.

I don't want to be one of them!

Brother, as the elite Delta Force, I guess you've heard.

I don't want to be one of them either!"

Frode was silent for a moment before saying: "Sir, a CIA field intelligence officer accusing the American Special Operations Command is a serious crime!"

Earl Lavey said with a bitter smile: "If it hadn't come across me, I certainly wouldn't have said a word.

If I didn't know Hu Lang was there, I wouldn't have fucking come along with you here.

The command system of Bragg Fort is very complex, with various interests involved.

Most of the time, people like you execute missions, but you don't know the significance of the mission at all.

I want to pretend not to know anything like before, arrange for your ship and then return to the hotel to spend the night with a pretty girl.

But when I realized who your target might be, I couldn't...

Because I know once you take action, regardless of success or failure, we're doomed!

Trust me, it's not just us who are dead, even our families will suffer!

Remember the people from the SEAL Town in Virginia?"

Frode looked at Earl's expression, exchanged glances with his companion, and then shook his head and said: "We're still not sure..."

As Frode spoke, the computer carried by the radio operator beside him suddenly sounded...

The radio operator looked at the tactical computer on his chest, then with a pale face, took off the computer and handed it to Frode...

"Boss, what this guy said is true, what do we do?"

Frode instantly fell into thought...

If they were ordinary soldiers, what they should do now is follow orders.

But they're Delta Force, and they're specifically responsible for the dirty work that nobody acknowledges.

Soldiers shouldn't doubt, but this is P.B....

Not only did they save all of New York from the dirty bomb crisis, but what that Hu Lang did for a group of abandoned SEALs is almost known by everyone in the military.

If not for Earl Lavey, Frode would still unquestioningly carry out orders, because he knows there's often a disparity between media publicity and the facts.

But now a CIA agent is telling him there's a problem with the mission, and he can't help but worry.

No matter how formidable Delta Force is, they're still human, and humans consider themselves and their families.

They're not afraid to die, but what about their families?

The families of the SEALs in the State of Virginia have already given the answer; if it weren't for P.B. pulling that team of SEALs back from the abyss, they'd all be finished!

But to have Frode defy orders, he's afraid, because the consequences are just as severe...

Frode glanced at the guys around him and saw that their expressions were starting to show hesitation. After a few minutes of pondering, he looked at Earl and said, "The consequences of disobeying orders are very serious. Do you have any suggestions?"

Earl Lavey pulled out a satellite phone and sighed as he said, "I know a bastard named Frester; I can give him a heads-up in advance...

Then during the mission, we can encounter drug dealers, and finally, we could be captured after encountering P.B.'s team.

Bragg Fort Base certainly won't acknowledge your existence, and then I'll plead for you so that you can enjoy slightly better treatment as captives at P.B...."

Frode stared at Earl Lavey and said, "What about you?"

Earl spread his hands and said, "Of course I'm going back to Colombia...

Buddy, as long as you guys stay alive, I'm safe!

Because I'm just the guy arranging the transportation, I don't even know who your target is!"

Frode looked at the unscrupulous Earl in disbelief and said, "You're going to sell us out to P.B., and then you want us to fight drug dealers to indirectly help that Hu Lang...

And in the end, we have to take all the consequences ourselves!"

Earl listened, spread his hands and said, "Do you have a better suggestion?

If you do, you can say it now; everything is up for negotiation...

For example, when you're locked up, I can have someone bring you some softer pillows."

Frode, hearing this, said angrily, "Why can't P.B. cooperate with us?

That Hu Lang can fake his death, and then we can go back to America to find out what's really going on..."

Earl looked at Frode as if he were an idiot and said, "Are you kidding me? Do you know how many interest groups are involved with Hu Lang alone?

You want to complete the mission and secretly investigate when you return, but who do you want to investigate?

I bet that this mission doesn't even exist, and if you succeed, all related personnel will be silenced.

Such things have happened more than once. Do you think the ghost stories of Bragg Fort Base are a joke?"

Frode listened, bitterly saying, "So no matter what we choose, we're screwed, right?"

Earl said sympathetically, "You are indeed screwed, but if you follow my advice, at least you can save your own lives...

I'm not joking; if you don't listen to me, I'll jump from here and swim back to Colombia myself, then find an indigenous tribe to live out my life."

Frode looked at Earl, who was serious, and shook his head, saying, "You've already informed P.B. of our whereabouts, haven't you?"

Earl nodded shamelessly and said, "That's right, I have to consider myself...

My old friend Frester is now still the chief intelligence officer in Africa, but his family has already immigrated to Monaco. Do you know how much the housing price is there?

I don't want to either, but things have come to this point, why shouldn't I, as the chief in South America, consider myself?"

As he spoke, Earl pointed at the radio operator and said, "Buddy, Bragg Fort Base sent you information about Hu Lang, which means we're not far from them.

You need to make a choice soon so that I can help secure you a more decent treatment..."

Just as Earl was speaking, several speedboats suddenly appeared on the water behind them...

A large number of armed drug traffickers shone high-beam flashlights on the fishing boat and began to shout...

Frode seeing this, glared at Earl who seemed unsuprised at all and cursed, "`You brought us into the drug lord's lair..."

Earl crouched on the ground, chuckling dryly, said, "It's not me; it's the mission that led you here. I just forgot to remind you about the current situation.

After all, I just arrived; I'm not supposed to be so well-informed, right?

But you are Delta Force, right? A few drug dealers shouldn't be a problem for you..."

"Bang bang bang bang..."

A series of heavy machine gun bullets hit the fishing boat...

Earl looked at the cabin where the boatman had become a mess and exclaimed, "FUCK, how do these drug dealers have such heavy weapons...

Frode, are you okay..."

Frode, seeing the speedboats full of drug dealers approaching and the flash of explosions above the distant jungle, knew he was in the core of the conflict between the drug dealers and P.B....

Watching Earl crouch on the ground with his head in his hands, Frode gritted his teeth, picked up his gun, and cursed while fighting back, "FUCK YOU!

Earl!

FUCK YOU!"

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