Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 99 Destroying Clues

"Samir."

Song Heping pulled him aside.

"How do you keep in touch with your friends?"

"Cell phone." Samir did not hide it.

Song Heping asked, "Real name?"

"No, I'm not that stupid!" Samir insisted that his IQ was acceptable. "I anticipated this situation a long time ago, so I use non-real-name phone cards with my friends."

With this reply, Song Heping felt much more at ease.

But at the same time, he vaguely understood something.

Samir is not simple.

But now is not the time to inquire about his background.

"Okay, contact him immediately and destroy all traces of your contact. Destroy your phone somewhere. Don't leave it behind. Don't be reluctant to part with it. I'll reimburse you for any expenses." Song Heping warned, "The CIA will definitely intervene this time. If you're not careful, expect them to imprison you in Guantanamo."

Samir knew very well what Guantanamo was.

"Don't worry, boss. I will definitely take care of it."

After explaining Samir, Song Heping turned around and said to everyone, "Destroy all the information on hand related to the area that night, including maps and so on. Don't leave any of it."

"it is good."

The cook suddenly remembered that he had manually marked the coordinates of the meeting between Les and the Coldiron armed forces on the map.

"I have a map that might have a problem. I've calibrated it."

Others also began to check themselves.

We are not all stupid.

Once the CIA gets involved, their investigative capabilities are very strong.

If there is even the slightest trace left, it will be discovered. Even if there is just a tiny flaw, the matter may not be resolved and you will have to bear the consequences!
In the oil field area, the core members were busy.

Even Song Heping himself had to deal with the laptop.

He did map work on his laptop.

It was deleted.

But his training made him understand a reality - it is useless to delete the hard drive. If the technical department wants to recover it, they can also restore it through software.

Song Heping had been taught this technique in a training camp he had attended before. If you want to destroy a hard drive, the best way is not to delete the files, and even low-level formatting is not an option.

The safest way is to demagnetize the hard drive directly, then boil it in a pot at high temperature to completely destroy the tracks.

There are no such conditions here now, but the oil fields are in remote areas, far away from the emperor.

Song Heping thought for a while and simply removed the hard drive from the laptop, took it to a remote place in an oil field, tied a grenade to it and blew it into pieces.

For safety reasons, Song Heping threw the debris into the swamp.

Song Heping had no experience with the CIA's methods.

From the perspective of anticipating the enemy, we must do it to the extreme.

After finishing everything, Song Heping was still feeling uneasy.

He expected that if Rice went to the junction to look for the bullet, it meant that he was going to determine which gun the bullet was fired from by testing the rifling of the bullet.

This method is usually used in criminal investigation.

But it is also common in intelligence agencies.

The CIA is one of the largest intelligence agencies in the world. Song Heping really doesn't dare to underestimate it, and even feels that he has no confidence to deal with it.

But the thing has been done.

The problem is also presented.

Even if it means facing mountains of swords and seas of fire, we must rush forward.

"Mourning, we've dealt with it all."

After exploding the hard drive and returning to the living area, the cook came over to report the situation.

“We processed what we could.”

Song Heping's face was serious. Looking around, he felt a little uneasy and uneasy.

What he was about to face was the world's best intelligence agency.

I have no idea whether I can deceive them.

"Are you sure everything is taken care of?"

"It's all taken care of."

The cook said, "I burned all the maps I used." "What about others?" Song Heping asked.

"Haven't you already arranged for the hunter's gun?" the cook said. "Even if they test the trajectory, we're not afraid!"

indeed.

On the night when the hunter assassinated Cold's contact, Song Heping already had a premonition that something was wrong.

The shell was taken away, but what about the bullet?
Did it embed itself in the opponent's brain, or did it pass through the skull and hit the ground?

Song Heping didn't dare go back to the scene to search.

No one was sure whether there were any hidden sentries set up by the Cold War to ambush someone and wait for them to return.

I'm not sure if Rice would think of this and find the bullet to track down the sniper hiding in the dark.

So he called Ferrari overnight.

Ask him to do one thing -

Buy an M24 sniper rifle from the black market and send it to the Hassan oil field overnight.

money is not a problem.

As long as I can get it, I'll give you any amount of money!

Ferrari did not disappoint.

Before dawn the next day, a second-hand M24 sniper rifle had been delivered to the Hassan Oil Field.

Ferrari has a unique way of doing things.

Things will definitely be done.

The price will definitely make you hurt.

This bare M24 sniper rifle costs $5.

Every penny is a lot.

Love or not.

The seller is so arrogant.

Song Heping took out the money without saying a word.

This involves the fate of the entire company.

Don’t even mention 5, give me 50 US dollars!
Everything is ready. Song Heping has done everything he can now. All that is left is to wait for the CIA and Rice to come.

Maybe……

This is an opportunity.

Maybe, it will be the abyss.

No matter how smart Song Heping is, he can't say what the outcome will be.

We can only see how good the CIA's business is.

"Sang, do you think we can get through this?"

The chef appeared calm on the surface.

He pulled Song Heping out of the warehouse and expressed his concerns privately.

"I don't know either..." Song Heping said, "I've never dealt with the CIA before..."

The cook's deep little eyes rolled in his eye sockets, and he suddenly made a suggestion that made Song Heping's scalp tingle.

"How about we leave tonight?" he said. "We have some money now anyway. I have connections in Celia who can help us get there. We can even go to Africa after we leave here. The Americans don't have the final say over there! I have a friend I met when I was in prison. He's doing well in Africa now. Let's go join him. With your brains, you're sure to be successful."

"Are you crazy?!" Song Heping said, "Ferrari is still in Bakda! Abandon him and run away? What's more, we are just starting out now. We have worked so hard to build up our property. Are we just going to abandon it like this?"

Song Heping was a little disgusted by the cook's crazy idea.

This doesn't fit his own style of doing things.

Especially if they run away like this, Samir and Ferrari will definitely be abandoned.

He couldn't do such a thing.

"I'm just suggesting something." The cook, perhaps feeling that his words had gone too far and noticing Song Heping's displeasure, quickly said, "Since you've decided to stay and deal with it, I'll stay with you! We'll handle anything together!"

"That's pretty much it."

Although Song Heping said this, he actually felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"I estimate that Les and the others will arrive tomorrow..."

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