Ultimate Firepower
Chapter 260 - 247 Jack of Heart

Chapter 260: Chapter 247 Jack of Heart

Dealing with these spies is so exhausting.

I still miss that carefree life from before, though slightly poor, but at least the pressure wasn’t this overwhelming.

All day long, dealing with a bunch of scheming people, earning money but having no time to enjoy life, what’s the point really.

I handed over the intelligence to Abdulla, although I knew these pieces of information weren’t really useful, still, gathering intelligence is ultimately what an agent should do, so if Abdulla could get awarded for these, it would be good for him.

Why do I say the information given by Marina wasn’t very useful? The reason is simple, Shaman knew long ago that his National Security Bureau was a giant sieve, anyone could leak information, otherwise, the loyal Abdulla wouldn’t have been entrusted with important tasks.

Marina did specify a mole, but Shaman had already considered everyone as potential moles, so identifying a few specific ones didn’t really matter much, though Shaman might do something with the information, but that’s another story.

There’s nothing else worth mentioning, just need to tell my own people what needs to be done.

"There’s something I don’t quite understand, it went something like this, Tona..."

Lucy immediately frowned, she pondered for a long time and said, "Are you sure you pronounced it correctly?"

"It was something like that, might not be exact, but I can’t make it any clearer."

Lucy frowned and thought deeply for a long time, then said, "Crude and straightforward little virgin?"

Gao Yi was startled and his eyes widened.

Lucy, puzzled, said, "Surely you must have said it wrong."

"Definitely not right, that phrase doesn’t match the context at all, forget it, don’t ask anymore. That’s it, I’m going to help them first, wait for your health to get better and then come meet up with me, I’m leaving now."

I shouldn’t ask any more, after bidding farewell to Lucy, Gao Yi stepped outside.

I shouldn’t have asked Lucy for translation, it was a mistake, but I couldn’t ask Emily to help either.

I really should learn French, but speaking French is like talking with a mouthful of water; it’s too hard to master.

Report to Sowa.

And sure enough, whatever Gao Yi disliked, happened, he, Sowa, and Emily were assigned as a team.

Emily wasn’t upset because Gao Yi declined her request; on the contrary, she was excited and also nervous to be working with Gao Yi.

"I’m sorry, I still requested Marina to let me carry out this mission, you’re not mad at me, are you?"

Emily looked very cautious, she feared that Gao Yi might not want to take her, or be angry at her forwardness.

But was Gao Yi angry about that? No, he wasn’t; he was just scared.

Scared of what? Of course, the hassle.

"Are there only three of us in this group?"

Gao Yi ignored Emily’s gesture of goodwill and her apology, choosing to act as if Emily’s presence didn’t matter at all.

Emily looked a little sad, while Sowa showed a bit of dissatisfaction, and nervousness.

The dissatisfaction arose because he was in a group with Gao Yi, nominally the group leader, but as this trio was centered around Gao Yi, who was the strongest, he couldn’t really be the actual leader.

And the nervousness, of course, came from his several suggestions for Gao Yi to be sliced.

Although slicing could just be a slice or two without needing many slices, Sowa knew nobody liked being dragged off to be sliced, no matter how few.

Now seeing Gao Yi’s attitude, Sowa felt a bit embarrassed along with his nervousness.

"Yes, just the three of us; I’m the bait, you’re the main force, Emily is your assistant."

After hearing Sowa’s words, Gao Yi could no longer ignore Emily.

He looked at Emily, struggled for a moment, and said, "All right then, let’s go."

The other three groups were responsible for the support, and they had already set off in advance.

This mission was essentially a matter of pride, a battle of dignity, but the more these types of disputes lacked substantive significance, the more enthusiastic the opposing sides became.

In terms of fame, Military Intelligence Sixth Department was much bigger than the Directorate-General for External Security.

In terms of capability, Military Intelligence Sixth Department was also much stronger than the Directorate-General for External Security, they had more people, more funds, and most crucially, a much better track record.

CIA, KGB, Military Intelligence Sixth Department, Mossad.

These four major intelligence agencies of the world, and Directorate-General for External Security wasn’t one of them.

So, going onto Military Intelligence Sixth Department’s turf, picking a fight in their home ground was one thing, but also aiming to break the so-called Iron Fist George’s legs.

People named George were plenty, but no help, the name was too common in the West, so common that its frequency was hard to calculate.

"Tell me about Iron Fist George, what are his characteristics?"

Sowa had to drive, of course.

And Gao Yi, naturally, sat in the back enjoying Emily’s attentive service.

"Iron Fist George, that’s a nickname, coined by the Military Intelligence Sixth Department. The origin of the nickname is quite simple; his fists are like iron. No need to look up his real name, knowing Iron Fist George is the Military Intelligence Sixth Department’s best fighter is enough."

"How good of a fighter is he?"

"That’s a question for Sowa. Sowa, explain it to Mr. Busan."

Sowa, who was driving, sighed and said, "Fighting him isn’t like fighting you; you don’t understand why you lost. With him, the reason I lost is simple: our skills are similar, but I’m not as fast or as strong as he is. Basically, you can consider him the toughest guy within known limits."

Gao Yi’s interest peaked instantly, and he curiously said, "Oh, the best in the world?"

"I’m talking about within known limits."

"Then what Fighting Skill does he primarily use? He must have one he excels at."

Sowa thought for a moment and then said, "He uses everything. Nowadays, no one sticks to just one Fighting Skill. With the evolution of martial arts, of course, you use whatever works best—karate, boxing, judo, wrestling, sampo, maga, taekwondo, martial arts—all types of techniques are included. I personally use karate as a base. As for Iron Fist George, I can’t tell if he has a foundational Fighting Skill, but it seems his fists aren’t particularly lethal. His legs, though... I can’t defend against them."

"Can’t defend—do you mean he’s too strong, too fast, or does he have tricky angles?"

"Strong, fast, tricky angles, plus he uses fake moves to distract you. Anything you can think of, he has it."

"Um, one more important question—his height, weight, age."

"About 1.9 meters tall, at least 100 kilograms, age unknown, but around thirty."

At his peak, both physically and in experience—still agile despite being heavy. This was a good opponent, a very good opponent.

Gao Yi didn’t even think about how to deal with Iron Fist George—an encounter wouldn’t be a problem if it meant breaking the Golden Body, as he had that confidence.

Speaking of which, not having absolute confidence meant not passing the mental fortitude check, unworthy of the title, invincible.

Gao Yi took a slight breath and said, "I understand the situation with the opponent, so what about the specific plan of action? How do we find him, and how do we ensure he’ll fight me?"

"Provoke them. We’ll head to the vicinity of the Military Intelligence Sixth Department’s headquarters, beat up an agent from the Sixth Department, and once I show up, Iron Fist George will definitely come to break my legs, and then you can step in."

While saying this, Sowa seemed quite bitter.

The top fighter in France, now just bait, what an unbearable thought.

But Gao Yi wasn’t thinking about that; his heart skipped a beat, and he said in extreme astonishment, "It’s one thing to provoke them on their turf, but randomly breaking an agent’s legs from the Sixth Department?"

"Yes, that’s how they do it. They broke one of our brothers’ legs opposite the swimming pool."

"I..."

Gao Yi took a breath and said, "Alright then, but doesn’t this escalate to a full-blown fight?"

"At least we haven’t fired any shots. Even if it’s really infuriating, we haven’t used guns. As for the British, lacking a sense of honor, they might use guns. I don’t have too high an opinion of their character."

Gao Yi was speechless again.

Emily, seeing Gao Yi speechless for a while, couldn’t help but whisper, "Is that okay?"

Gao Yi nodded and said, "No problem, of course no problem. I can’t possibly lose if I take action, but there are a few things I need to discuss with you first."

"Go ahead."

"The tougher the opponent, the harder I strike, so this could lead to undesirable outcomes, like killing the opponent."

Spreading his hands, Gao Yi earnestly said, "To me, killing someone is the simplest choice. It’s harder to injure without killing. When I can’t overpower the opponent, and can’t let them kill or injure me, then I only have the option to protect myself. So you need to have a contingency plan in case someone gets killed."

Gao Yi was working for the French, but he didn’t want to end up carrying the blame himself. There was already the CIA seeking him; he couldn’t afford the Military Intelligence Sixth Department also hunting him globally.

Sowa said solemnly, "No problem, try not to kill anyone, but if he does end up dead... then he’s dead. Worse comes to worst, things escalate, after all, the UK is about to leave the EU."

"Good, second request—stop calling me ’Busan’ from now on."

Gao Yi calmly said, "You can give me a well-known nickname from the Directorate-General for External Security. I don’t want to use my real name."

Changing nicknames each time one gets known is frustrating, but safety first.

Gao Yi looked at Emily, hurriedly saying, "Any names, quick, tell me!"

Emily, flustered by Gao Yi’s urging, subconsciously said, "Jack of Hearts."

Gao Yi paused momentarily and asked, "Why Jack of Hearts?"

"Angry Knight Etienne de Vignolles, the Jack of Hearts in playing cards, was the Guard Commander for Charles VII and also a companion of Joan of Arc."

After explaining the meaning of Jack of Hearts, Emily suddenly said, "I admire Joan of Arc a lot. Do you like her?"