[COD] Newbie's Rise to Power

The ghost responded without hesitation.

"Delivering supplies to you is already troublesome enough, do you expect us to take risks now?"

Merrick threw the empty can at his feet and then stomped on it hard.

“These damn drug dealers are capable of anything, and the local people are insane. They support drug dealers for a little money. Even the police are a tattered mess. We can’t trust anyone now.”

He was muttering curses, but they revealed his current distress.

The ghost, however, remained calm and composed:

"You won't even reveal the mission details, yet you expect me to work for you? Do you think I'm free?"

Merrick frowned: "Ghost, I've lent you Keegan for months, and you won't even help with this little thing?"

Upon hearing this, the ghost's previously calm demeanor instantly turned into fury!

"How dare you bring this up! I invited him to be an instructor, and look what he's done!"

As he spoke, he stared at you, who were munching on bread, with his large brown eyes.

You cleared your throat and then lowered your head, trying to hide his resentful gaze.

Merrick grew impatient: "Fine, if you don't want to, then lend us YN, and I'll let Keegan go with her!"

"No."

The ghost refused outright.

"You disagree with helping me, and you disagree with lending me people. We were comrades-in-arms before. Is it necessary to be so heartless?"

You all remained silent during their argument, and Keegan watched them indifferently.

“Merrick, tell him.”

Just as they were arguing and Ghost was about to give up, Keegan suddenly spoke up.

Merrick looked at Keegan, who said calmly, "The first rule of cooperation is sincerity."

Merrick paused for a moment before telling you about their mission.

It turns out that the US recently arrested several drug trafficking gangs, only to discover that they were not only smuggling drugs into the US, but also smuggling dangerous chemicals out of the US.

Under interrogation, several gangs revealed their organization, and an investigation by higher-ups revealed that they were not only smuggling dangerous chemicals back to the US, but also to other countries.

Based on several chemicals, they deduced that the other party was planning to manufacture weapons of mass destruction, so they sent people to capture their leader.

However, the first team to go was completely wiped out, so the higher-ups decided to send an elite force to carry out the mission and capture the leader and key members of the organization alive.

After hearing Merrick's confession, you and Ghost turned your heads at the same time, exchanged a glance, and then Ghost took out his phone.

"Do those drug dealers have this tattoo on their necks?"

The photos on the ghost phone show the tattoo marks of drug dealers that you discovered during your mission.

Merrick nodded after reading it: "You're also investigating this organization?"

The ghost shook his head: "No, it's just that our mission is somewhat related to them."

Then he turned off his phone, put it away, and reached out his hand to Merrick.

“We can cooperate. I will help you catch the spider, and then you will help me get someone out of him.”

Spider was the nickname of the head of this drug trafficking organization.

Merrick readily slapped Ghost's hand on his, and then they shook hands.

"make a deal!"

The task is simple in some ways, but it is also challenging.

Spider throws a party one day every month, not only to celebrate the end of the month, but also to strengthen the bonds between various partners.

Of course, anyone interested in collaborating can attend the party and have their first experience together.

“There are even police officers at this gathering, and we can’t trust them. But we’ve fought with Spider before, so we can’t show our faces. That’s why we’re asking for your help.”

Merrick spoke.

That's why they sought refuge in the wilderness and forests to recuperate, rather than having the local police arrange accommodation for them.

I'm really worried that we'll end up like the previous mission team.

This task could only be done by unfamiliar faces, and he couldn't be sure if his team members' information had been leaked.

Merrick's words remind you of Cameron; both are Mexican police, so why is there such a big difference?

"But this could very well be a trap. He was just chased by you, and it's very unusual for him to hold a party with no limit on the number of people at this time."

Keegan nodded: "We know he's just waiting for us to fall in so he can surround and annihilate us."

Merrick: "So your mission is not just to reconnoiter, but also to destroy the thermal weapons they have deployed."

"Our electromagnetic pulse weapons can damage their electronic equipment, but thermal weapons cannot be disrupted from a distance, so someone needs to destroy them at close range."

To sabotage the weapons of wary drug dealers is tantamount to stealing from the police.

Your expression instantly turned serious. Is this a task that two people can accomplish?

"understood."

The ghost's voice rang out.

You looked at him with a serious expression mixed with surprise.

No, brother, what do you understand? Do you know what you promised?

"Very good, you can take these."

Merrick took two small bags out of his pouch and handed them to you.

The ghost didn't reach out, so you took it.

What is this?

You weigh the bag in your hand, which doesn't seem to have much weight, and ask in confusion.

"Neodymium magnet beads, and a sticky liquid for metals."

ch.280: Affectionate terms

"Most gun barrels are made of chromium-molybdenum steel, which can be attracted by a neodymium magnet with strong magnetism. If you find an opportunity to throw it into the barrel, the foreign object will cause the gun to explode when it is fired."

Merrick showed you the small black bead in his hand.

Then he took out another oval-shaped transparent bead.

"This sticky substance, if you squeeze it onto the trigger or magazine, or any metal part, it will form a strong adhesive. Of course, don't worry about it sticking to your hands."

You nodded, indicating that you understood their function.

"When does the spider's party start? What are our plans..."

"tomorrow."

one time...

Half an hour later, you are standing on stones in a secluded corner, talking on the phone with Luo Wei.

"Do they use any code words?"

You are asking him about the methods Camo taught him to communicate and interact with drug dealers.

Now, all you have is a structural diagram of the villa where the party is taking place; you have no other information, and you even have to fabricate your own identities.

On the other end of the phone, Luo Wei responded to you lazily.

"When you're out in the world, you give yourself your own identity. If you're worried you can't handle it, just give yourself a corresponding identity, like..."

"The daughter of a major buyer, forced by her father to complete the cooperation independently, is being trained to take over the business in the future!"

Koenig's voice suddenly came from nearby, indicating that he had been eavesdropping for a long time.

You say helplessly, "König, do you think this is a movie?"

Even if you want to pretend, you need to meet certain conditions. Time is so tight right now, and you don't know enough about drug dealers, so you'll easily be exposed.

And then there's the issue of tampering with their weapons, which is an even bigger headache.

“You don’t understand them, and they don’t understand you either! YN, don’t forget you’re an Asian.”

Lo Wei reminds you.

Different countries have different cultures, and the differences between different races are even more pronounced. Therefore, we are always more cautious and tolerant towards things and people we don't understand.

After you hung up the phone, a coat was draped over your shoulders.

"Don't worry, kid, my sniper scope will always be with you."

Keegan spoke softly, conveying that he would always be watching over you from a distance, so you didn't need to worry about your safety.

"With me by her side, do you think anyone can hurt her at will?"

The ghost walked heavily toward you, his words directed at Keegan.

The two of them rarely spoke, but their eyes met and held a silent sharpness.

You frowned and whispered, "I'm not worried about security, I'm just troubled about how to sabotage their firearms."

Keegan takes your hand: "Just do your best. If you don't have a chance, keep an eye on the spider, and leave the rest to us."

A large hand grabbed your wrist and pulled your hand away from Keegan's grasp.

"Speak properly and don't touch things recklessly."

A ghost is behind you, a disgruntled warning.

Two tall men sandwiched you between them, their calm and aloof auras seemingly enveloping you.

"Lieutenant, before you say that, let go of her hand."

Keegan's gaze also fell on that unsightly hand on your wrist.

The ghost didn't loosen its grip on your wrist; in fact, it tightened its grip even more.

"Little bird, you haven't forgotten what you promised me before you came here, have you?"