America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 351 Intelligence

The next day. Early morning.

Zhang Ailun woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes, stretched, and felt refreshed. He glanced back at the people around him and saw that Jennifer and the others had also gotten up and gone to work as usual. He simply got up, took a bath, and then got dressed.

I took out my phone and checked today's daily news.

[Daily Intelligence: The ACR organization has adopted your suggestion and decided to join forces with the gunmen and theft gangs to launch an operation against Haitian General Assad's Solo Island at dusk. Thanks to your generous choice to provide them with firepower support, the success rate of this mission will be greatly increased! Half of the profits from the theft gang's operation will belong to you personally. They will contact you to discuss how to steal your littoral combat ship.]

That's right, those who know when to yield are the wise ones.

After all, he was an elite monster with his own armed team, and a Haitian general at that. Although Haiti was a poor place and the Americans wouldn't choose to sell equipment to them, the Haitian general himself had been lining his own pockets and had been corrupt for so many years. He was already a Haitian tycoon. With such a large personal fortune, if he couldn't buy American equipment, buying some Soviet equipment would be a piece of cake.

Even if ACR makes meticulous plans, taking Solo Island will not be easy without sufficient firepower support, well-prepared and powerful equipment, and overwhelming firepower.

The Grand Master has done a good deed this day!

[Daily Intelligence: The mining equipment you purchased from Colombian company André will arrive at Silver Island around noon and will officially begin mining operations and production this afternoon. It is expected that you will harvest 3 Spanish silver coins and 600 gold coins before the end of the working hours, including some high-value rare coins.]

[Daily News: Your ordered fighter jet parts from the aircraft graveyard will be delivered to your door. The assembly progress of the F-16 fighter jet has exceeded 95% and is expected to be completed this afternoon.]

Looking at this intelligence report, Zhang Ailun wondered if he should also bring the F-16s to support ACR. After all, it's always better to be prepared.

However, it is understandable that a littoral combat ship could be stolen in the Caribbean Sea, given the short distance. But for an F-16 to be stolen from its own island of Jehovah, thousands of kilometers away, is somewhat exaggerated.

After thinking about it, I decided to forget about it.

The Haitian general, who had never met the Grand Master, was quite old, and his health probably couldn't keep up. After tonight, even if he wanted to be a powerful and extravagant ruler of the Caribbean again, it would be difficult for him.

[Daily News: Dr. Jerry, part of your Kilimanjaro research team, has successfully developed a highly effective drug to suppress drug addiction, reducing dopamine dependence symptoms. They've also developed a small blue pill specifically for men. Your good friend Maurice Dis's Miracle Pharmaceuticals is launching a new drug sales campaign. You can choose to leverage his connections at the FDA to expedite drug testing, apply for patents, and jointly generate profits, projected to bring you over five billion dollars in revenue in the future.]

Mori? Has this guy ever contacted the Grand Master? I don't seem to remember him.

Zhang Ailun felt puzzled, so he took out his phone and checked his contacts. Oh, there was indeed someone there. They had only met at an island gathering in Madison, exchanged a few words, but were considered to be on the same wavelength within their social circle.

I was a little surprised that Dr. Jerry was quite capable, developing another effective drug to suppress drug addiction so quickly.

This type of drug is actually quite common on the market, and many drug rehabilitation centers also use it as an adjunct. However, most drug rehabilitation centers use electrotherapy, plus the patient's willpower to endure it, and the drug only plays an auxiliary role. The drug developed by Dr. Jerry is significantly more effective.

Previously, taking this stuff would cause a surge in dopamine, turning people into sex addicts and releasing their emotions in another way. Now, it has been improved quite a bit.

Zhang Ailun decided to contact the other party when the time came, and also to put the drug patent on the agenda as soon as possible.

[Daily Intelligence: Tijuana's official tendering department has recommended your Thunderbolt Nation to the Baja California State government, who are interested in ordering your Warthog attack aircraft and Black Hawk helicopters.]

[Daily Intelligence: The DEA has launched a crackdown and purge against the Gulf Cartel, causing it significant losses. This operation has implicated some of the Squid Capital Group's investments and construction projects. Your actions have also drawn criticism from some of these Squid Capital Group members. After investigation, CIA has reported your situation to the deep-seated financial groups, including the Federal Reserve's behind-the-scenes family conglomerate, which has decided to implement sanctions against your Jehovah Island and Parker Recycling Company.]

[Details: Laboratory 163 in Fall, California, has long been secretly conducting experiments on humans and monkeys to develop special viruses targeting human DNA. The Deep Squid Consortium, considering your numerous friends and lack of leverage over you, and wanting to avoid alerting you, has decided to use a treacherous tactic. They will drop pathogen-laden metal waste into your recycling company, causing a small-scale infection among staff, thus triggering an emergency shutdown and investigation by the local government, forcing the company to close. Simultaneously, they will release pathogen-laden bird droppings via spy balloons over Jehovah Island, slowly causing a large-scale viral infection and casualties on the island.]

[Details: You can choose to leak their experimental data to WikiLeaks, which will then disseminate it to various media outlets, exposing the brutal truth about the lab. Alternatively, you can choose to retaliate in kind! — Click and long-press to download related videos, showing the long-term private residences and activity patterns of members of the Deep Consortium family.]

Alpaca!!!

This familiar modus operandi is absolutely infuriating.

After reading it, Zhang Ailun felt a surge of anger.

They actually thought of using such a despicable method—giving birth to a child without an anus—to target the Grand Master.

Why don't you go after the anti-narcotics bureau? Do you think the leader, an outsider, is easy to bully?

You think you can give the Grand Master a heart attack?

Fine, fine, then I'll just plant the virus in your house first! You'll regret it!!

What a load of bull! The Federal Reserve's deep financial groups, what capitalist financial groups!

When the Plain White Banner people need you, you can barely be considered a local capitalist who has taken root and leeches off others. When they don't need you, they'll definitely let your imagination run wild!

You could get shot while walking down the street, or be burned alive in your own mansion.

With the creditors dead, do the Ansar pirates and the Plain White Banner warlords still need to repay their debts? Do the hundreds of millions of Americans still need to bear the burden of debt?

The answer is no.

You don't have a gun, but I do. Do you think I'm afraid of you? I'll flip the table if I want.

Zhang Ailun's face was icy cold. He immediately downloaded videos and other materials related to the Deep Squid Foundation's targeting of several of his family members, including those from the laboratory.

After reading it, I also started thinking about how to carry out the revenge plan.

This is when we need talented people like Zorro. This guy is usually a drunkard, and no matter how much he slacks off, the leader doesn't mind because he knows he'll need him sooner or later.

Well, now there's a use for him! Old Jack can finally be put to good use!

Zhang Ailun immediately sent a message to Old Jack and Zorro, telling them to gather at his Newport Villa right away.

Old Jack: What's going on so early in the morning?

Zhang Ailun: Is there anything I can do to help you? Do you want to make a big score before you retire?

Old Jack: Who are you robbing? Which bank?

Zhang Ailun: Dude, robbing a bank? Nothing's as valuable as robbing me! Some banks don't even have as much money in their vaults as I do! I've already arranged for the robbery to be done. It's a big deal, concerning the safety of all of us. Hurry up and get going.

Old Jack: You had a robbery plan and didn't call me?

Zhang Ailun: It was initiated by someone else. I forced my way in. It's a long story, and the matter is very serious. You'd better come quickly. If you're late, your whole family will be killed.

Old Jack: What? It's that serious? I'm coming right away!!

Zhang Ailun glanced at Zorro again, who hadn't replied, and called him again, but no one answered.

He immediately got up and went downstairs. That kid! He always messes up at crucial moments. This time, the Grand Master is going to teach him a lesson!

They quickly arrived downstairs, and as soon as they stepped down, they saw Sieg heating up breakfast. Seeing the Grand Master come down, he greeted him warmly, "Boss, you're awake? Come and try some breakfast, it's from Eileen, I just heated it up!"

She placed the breakfast and milk from the plate on the table.

"I'm not in the mood for breakfast right now. Someone wants me dead." Zhang Ailun sat down in a chair, picked up his milk, and took a sip.

Sig paused, then asked, "Someone wants you dead?"

He immediately became serious. "Who dares to be so bold? They're practically courting death! I'll take care of them right now!!"

"Look at you, always in such a rush." ​​Zhang Ailun immediately waved his hand. "If I don't explain things clearly, you'll just rush to do things and make a mess of things. These things should be left to professionals; don't meddle."

"Who exactly is that person?" Sieg asked, puzzled. Could it be someone involved in the same kind of cutthroat competition as the oil company?

That was indeed outside his area of ​​expertise.

We need to get Zorro and his men to handle this.

"They are some guys that ordinary people can't afford to offend. You should have encountered them in the military, but their nature might be different. They are like rats in the sewers, or sludge in the stinking ditch," Zhang Ailun sneered.

"The Deep Consortium?" Sig's eyes changed slightly, and he became even more serious. "Boss, how did you offend them? Those barnacle-like dogs are really disgusting."

Some worry crept in, and after much thought, Sieg immediately said, "Why don't we leave Los Angeles now and go back to Jehovah's Island? At least that's our own territory, and they can't openly attack us there."

"You overestimate them. Ordinary people can't afford to offend them, but I'm not an ordinary person. I have many friends and I hold dirt on so many people," Zhang Ailun said. "Even if I stay in Los Angeles, they can't openly attack me because they'll choose to use more despicable methods."

"My friends at the DEA and I arrested a group of drug dealers and also targeted the Gulf Cartel in Mexico. This touched upon some of their interests in Mexico, and they weren't going to let it slide, so they wanted to come after me, which is understandable," Zhang Ailun said. "But they underestimated me!"

Although the head of the organization doesn't have much wealth, his military power isn't particularly strong, and his manpower is limited, at first glance, he's no match for top conglomerates. However, those people are so protective of their reputations that they would never dare to target him.

Even if the world's richest man had a C4 explosive shoved in his face by a terrorist, what could happen? He'd still die!

Playing dirty tricks and using disgusting methods is indeed hard to guard against, and an ordinary person would definitely fall for it, but who can blame them when the leader has cheat codes!

Predicting the future—who can withstand that?

This reminded Sieg of his own experience of being kicked out of the army, and he couldn't help but feel angry. "Fxxk! These damn guys, they'll definitely try to take down Parker Corporation."

"Don't rush, because anger won't help. Where is Zorro? Go find him for me."

Zhang Ailun remained calm and composed, taking out his phone to contact Lao Pao, Ziluolan, and the others, asking them to gather at the villa.

"Can't get in touch with Zorro? I know where that kid usually hangs out. I'm going to find him right now." After saying that, Sieg immediately put on his leather jacket, grabbed his car keys, and went out.

Soon, the sound of a Wrangler's engine could be heard outside, and Sieg stepped on the gas and drove away from the villa area.

Zhang Ailun sat at the dining table and began to enjoy his breakfast. He finished his breakfast in no time, then made himself a cup of hot tea and sat on the sofa to rest.

A little while later, Old Jack drove up in a used Highlander, parked outside the door, and honked the horn a few times.

Hearing the noise, Zhang Ailun went out and waved at him, "I heard you, just come in, stop honking your crappy horn."

"What exactly happened? Why did you call me over in such a hurry?" Old Jack didn't use the main entrance but instead climbed over the wall and followed the leader into the villa's hall, somewhat puzzled.

After taking a look at the villa's decor, old Jack couldn't help but exclaim, "Your villa is really nice!"

"They are some members of a consortium affiliated with the Federal Reserve. I've been getting close to the DEA recently, which indirectly affected their interests, so they want to get rid of me," Zhang Ailun said calmly. "If it were a normal method, I wouldn't be afraid of them, but my intelligence network tells me they want to use germs to infiltrate my company and private island, trying to bring me down in a way that leaves no trace and makes my death very unpleasant. They don't care about the lives of others at all, just to get rid of me."

Old Jack fell into deep thought upon hearing this, and after a long while, he finally managed to utter a single sentence: "What a fucking bastard!!"

"So, what do you want me to do? An eye for an eye? Poison them? Kidnap them? Or just kill them?" Old Jack asked.

"You'll be responsible for planning and implementing the specifics yourselves. It's not just you doing it alone; Zorro and the others will also be cooperating with you. I won't ask about the details; I'll only provide you with relevant intelligence. In the end, whether they become vegetative, suffer brain death, become paralyzed, or experience a plane crash, vehicle accident, or explosion..."

Zhang Ailun anonymously edited the information he obtained from the Daily Intelligence Group members into an encrypted file and sent it to Old Jack, saying slowly, "This has nothing to do with me."

Old Jack obtained the intelligence, unlocked it after receiving the password from the Grand Master, and upon glancing at it, couldn't help but gasp: "So detailed?"

The personal information on the intelligence network was all edited: headshot, background, family members, connections, even what time the other person gets up every day, what they do, what car they drive, what color clothes they like to wear, what jewelry they wear, whether they eat salty or sweet, sour or spicy food, what their blood type is, and what minor problems they have in their recent medical examinations. All of this was in the data.

That's absolutely terrifying!