Strongest Soldier King

After the celebration banquet, everyone gathered in the operations room for an emergency meeting. Snow Leopard couldn't attend due to injuries. Once everyone settled, they looked at Hong Meihua, who understood their mood and spoke directly, "According to Ghost's warning, I launched a covert smoke attack on Sam Country's Embassy, but it failed. Their underground pipes were specially treated, likely equipped with smoke detectors or similar devices." Hong Meihua's expression turned heavy as she spoke.

Everyone knew it was leading to the main point, so they listened intently. Hong Meihua calmed her emotions and continued, "The next day, they launched a frenzied retaliation, resulting in the deaths of five senior aircraft engineers. On the surface, these seemed like accidents, but it was obviously premeditated. The deaths led to a stagnation in the fighter jet research project, possibly delaying it by five years. Five years is enough to update a generation of jets, meaning all previous research was wasted, and the country's investment of hundreds of billions went down the drain."

"In other words, although we completed the mission and destroyed the documents, Sam Country still obstructed the implementation of the fighter jet plan, making them the eventual victors?" Ghost Hand exclaimed angrily, his face livid and eyes cold as if ready to ignite.

On the battlefield, everyone fought bloodily and risked their lives to recover classified documents, but it didn't play a pivotal role in the overall situation as the country still failed. Although about thirty Sam Country Special Forces were killed, the loss of our senior engineers was significant. A Special Forces soldier may train for ten years, but fifty years isn't enough for a senior engineer. Calculating it, this battle was a thorough loss for Huaxia Country, no wonder Wu Jin's demeanor was solemn.

Luo Zheng figured out the reasoning, and his face also turned grim as he pondered deeply with a fierce glare, furrowed brows. Hong Meihua continued, "After the senior engineers were killed, no clues were left at the scene. We sent professionals to survey, and it's confirmed there were no traces, meaning, though we know Sam Country did it, without evidence, we can't do anything."

"What was the response from Sam Country's Special Agents?" Lan Xue coldly asked.

"Everyone has hidden away. Known agents are dutifully portraying their public identities: attending work or school. Unknown agents are hiding somewhere without leads, meaning Sam Country's Special Agents suddenly turned honest," Hong Meihua replied bitterly.

"Then let's target the known agents," Luo Zheng suddenly proposed.

"No way, the known agents all have public identities. Without evidence, we can't act recklessly. Even with evidence, we should hold back somewhat. They're only peripheral agents who don't know core secrets. Besides, it's a kind of tacit rule; we also have many known agents in Sam Country conducting peripheral work under public identities. If we target their known agents, they will retaliate against ours," Hong Meihua explained.

Luo Zheng wasn't very familiar with this and fell silent, indeed understanding one cannot act rashly and put their people in danger. Hong Meihua added, "Sam Country agents have concealed themselves and may leave Beijing at any time, perhaps they've already left. Although we've set up checkpoints on main routes, their effect is minimal. What's next?"

All eyes turned to Luo Zheng, noting his thoughtful expression. No one urged him or dared to interrupt, also lost in contemplation. A sudden, frenzied retaliation from Sam Country followed by their disappearance makes it difficult to counter with conventional methods without strong evidence. Ghost Hand quietly suggested, "Is it possible to use the underworld people to act?"

"You mean use street thugs against agents?" Lan Xue asked with curiosity, seeing Ghost Hand nod and then deny the suggestion decisively, "No, first off, thugs aren't a match for agents, only adding casualties. If thugs suddenly act, Sam Country will be alert and blame it on us. What will happen if their thugs target our agents then?"

Ghost Hand shrugged helplessly and wryly smiled, "Yeah, this is really troublesome." He looked at Luo Zheng.

After pondering for a while, unable to reach a decision, everyone looked at Luo Zheng again, who was clear about the pros and cons, suggesting, "Indeed, this isn't easy. Known agents are under surveillance and have little value, taking action on them is pointless. The key is Charlie; we don't even know if this person exists or where he's hiding."

"Do you have an idea?" Lan Xue asked in surprise.

"Since we can't act against known agents and can't locate hidden ones, yet need to quickly counter Sam Country's arrogance, there's a method to try. We can feign disinterest in the matter, secretly act and first eliminate the ambassador. Without his protection, Sam Country agents couldn't hide in the Embassy. He is an accomplice, but we can't act directly or leave any clues," Luo Zheng spoke, looking at Hong Meihua, his eyes gleaming.

"The ambassador?" Hong Meihua was shocked at the audacity but thought it over and realized only the ambassador is significant enough to intimidate, "I agree. As an accomplice, he must bear responsibility. I'll write the action report, and once it's approved, we can discuss the operational details."

"Alright." Luo Zheng responded casually, knowing this matter is significant, and without organizational approval, it's not something they can undertake lightly with consequences beyond what they can handle.

"Everyone prepare; we'll depart for Beijing in an hour. I know you all feel tired returning but it's urgent, no time for rest," Hong Meihua stated immediately.

Everyone agreed, quickly dispersed to prepare. An hour later, they donned civilian clothes, armed themselves with handguns, and boarded a transport helicopter flying towards Beijing. This time, Snow Leopard couldn't participate due to injuries, a painful and helpless feeling for a passionate soldier.

Around three in the morning, the helicopter arrived at a military airport near Beijing; specialized vehicles took them into the city. Reaching the city center, they chose a hotel and settled into a suite, each exhausted and needing some rest to regain energy.

The next morning, everyone awoke, ordered breakfast delivered to the rooms, and began their tasks. Luo Zheng researched investigation reports related to the murdered senior engineers, Hong Meihua wrote reports for the higher-ups seeking approval for action against the ambassador, and Lan Xing busily adjusted computers and relevant equipment, while Lan Xue, Ghost Hand, and Mountain Eagle had nothing to do.

By midday, the organization approved Hong Meihua's report, with only one condition: leave no traces. Everyone became alert, gathered in the living room for a meeting, where Hong Meihua stated, "On the battlefield, intelligence personnel aren't as good as you at fighting. On secret warfare, perhaps you aren't as skilled as us in assassination. Since this operation was my suggestion, let our Intelligence Team handle it."