King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 600 - 574: Covert Battle

Casualties on the battlefield are unavoidable. Joe Ga managed to ensure that his team suffered injuries without any fatalities, which was already quite impressive.

The battle lasted for about three minutes, during which more than twenty assailants were killed.

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This is the difference between ordinary people and the strong—every person can die from a bullet, but the strong are more efficient, more lethal!

Blow Dart wasn't so lucky. The bullet penetrated at a direct angle, driving the bulletproof fabric into his flesh.

After being treated, he could barely walk, but running was out of the question.

Joe Ga decisively decided to leave Blow Dart behind, leading his men to protect the CIA agent guarding Madeline, and brusquely charged past the encircling airport security into the terminal, causing a tumult.

A team of Italian police arrived at the entrance of the airport. This was the security team 'Dart' arranged on the plane, but they only arrived after the fight was over.

Joe Ga and his companions charged against the crowd to the airport exit. With Frester's mediation, they ignored the Italian police holding guns and trembling in fear. They arrived at a car rental agency, threw a stack of cash to rent three SUVs, and quickly left the airport.

Now, anyone could see that this ambush had been planned. Frester explained the situation to his superiors over the phone and then resolutely cut off all communication, earnestly following Boss Joe, preparing to drive across Northern Italy to enter Germany by land.

......

After the gunfight ended, Thompson stood up from the rear of the plane.

He glanced at Tony, whose expression was tense. Smiling as he straightened his suit, Thompson said, "Stay calm. We are now the boss's backup. Do you know what we should do now?"

Taking a deep breath, Tony looked towards the several agents lying dead in the cabin and at 'Dart', who had been shot in the leg. After hesitating, he said, "Leave this place, find a safe house, establish communication with the intelligence network, contact the boss for intelligence support..."

Thompson laughed and shook his head. "No, now we go and help 'Dart' up, give him a hand, and then join Blow Dart en route to the hospital."

As Thompson spoke, he walked towards 'Dart', still laughing, "Dart isn't likely the mole. He belongs to French officialdom and has plenty of resources.

What I need to do now is convince him to work with us because other than getting in touch with the boss, everything else you mentioned is impossible for us to do."

While Thompson was talking, he saw through the window Isa, with her injured arm, negotiating with airport security. He went up to 'Dart'...

Untying his necktie, Thompson used it to bind 'Dart's thigh, tightening it with a pen to stop the bleeding. He then called Tony to help get 'Dart' up and, as they headed towards the aircraft steps, he said, "This was a premeditated attack. There must be a mole among you or the English. I trust you more now..."

While speaking, Thompson looked at the dark expression in 'Dart's eyes. He smiled and said, "We still have the situation under control, but my boss needs a little technical assistance.

I don't have the resources for it, but you do. Would you be willing to help?"

'Dart' couldn't possibly refuse at this point. If he so much as shook his head, he would become the prime suspect.

Spies are particularly vulnerable in this area. Once suspected in critical matters, they are locked up and subjected to unending interrogations.

Even if they clear things up, it becomes a stain on their record.

'Dart' nodded decisively and said, "Don't go to the hospital. Have our people pick me up..."

As he was speaking, 'Dart' looked at Thompson and said, "You trust me, which means you are suspecting the English, that Isa..."

Thompson nodded and said, "Yes, unfortunately, I don't have proof, and you certainly don't either.

What you need to do now is help. As long as you assist my boss in the retreat, you'll gain the upper hand against Isa. Otherwise, I think your career is over as of now."

'Dart' nodded painfully, acknowledging the truth in Thompson's words.

In competing against Isa, 'Dart' was completely at a disadvantage because Isa had been recruited temporarily by Joe Ga, while he had planned the route.

If there was even a hint of suspicion regarding the dirty bomb, his career would be effectively over.

This was the typical situation of 'falling into mud on your crotch; it's not feces but still looks like it.' 'Redemption through merits' was the only way out for 'Dart.'

And Thompson easily brought him over to his side by providing such an opportunity.

......

Isa watched Thompson and the others meet up with Blow Dart, and with several agents' help, they entered the airport, not sparing a glance her way.

Feeling the vibration of her phone, Isa picked it up and answered with a grave voice, "Ma'am, the mission failed!"

"Continue with the operation. We must rescue Madeline from Hu Lang's clutches to exchange her for the Detonator with Amal."

Isa, with a distressed face, said, "Ma'am, it's not hard to find Hu Lang and his trail, I had Madeline swallow a tracker.

But how am I supposed to snatch Madeline from them? That Hu Lang carries automatic weapons even when flying to military bases.

Amal's 22 men didn't even last three minutes before being wiped out.

Ma'am, Amal, that madman, loves Madeline; we should put a little pressure on him so that..."

The woman on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment before saying, "I will send a team to Northern Italy...

Isa, we cannot afford to make mistakes.

If the origins of the Detonator are exposed, many people will be implicated, and Britain's interests will suffer immense damage."

Isa shook her head in pain and said, "Madam, what about those dirty bombs and chemical bombs?"

"The movements of ISIS are still unclear, but we assess their targets are France and Germany.

As long as you can capture Madeline, as long as we can lure Amal into the open, we can pinpoint him and find the chemical bombs."

As she spoke, the 'Madam' at the other end of the phone seemed to sense Isa's hesitation and said in a deep voice, "Isa, execute the order!

The interests of Britain are what you should be focusing on. If you hesitate, then tell yourself that you are not responsible for thinking, but for acting!

And finding Amal is also about maintaining the safety of the world!"

After hearing this, Isa was silent for a few seconds before she said, "Yes sir!"

......

Inside the airport, Thompson removed his headphones and packed away a small recording device.

After glancing at 'Fly' who was receiving emergency treatment, Thompson signaled Tony to take care of the cursing 'Dart,' then he walked aside, took out his mobile, and sent a few messages.

......

Joe Ga and his team drove eastward, changed vehicles midway, and were passing through the freeway heading toward Milan, planning to turn north from there, crossing Switzerland to enter Germany.

On the road, Joe Ga received a message from Thompson. After reading it, he shook his head, turned to look at Madeline, who was sitting in the backseat sandwiched between Frester and the medical officer Bird, and said with a smile, "You must be pretty nervous right now, holding a pair of scissors but not sure whether to use them, huh?"

Madeline, who had been silent, suddenly widened her eyes, and just as she attempted to break free from her restraints, the prepared medical officer Bird swiftly jabbed a needle into her shoulder and injected half a syringe of a clear liquid. Then, along with Frester, they firmly held down the struggling Madeline…

After about ten seconds, Madeline, with eyes full of panic, realized she no longer had strength in her body; she couldn't even control her fingers.

The seasoned Madeline immediately understood she had been injected with a muscle relaxant!

Watching Frester tear open her restraints and then roughly search her to retrieve the scissors, Madeline ignored Frester's anger and looked at Joe Ga, saying, "You knew all along but didn't stop me. What do you want?"

As she spoke, Madeline glanced at Frester and scoffed, "You want to know where the weapons are headed...

No, I won't tell you any intelligence. I'll watch you get punished!"

Joe Ga looked at the stubborn Madeline and pressed the communicator, saying, "Elephant, find a pharmacy; we need some laxatives for livestock."

He then looked at Madeline, whose expression was changing, and said with a smile, "At first, I felt a bit of sympathy for you because you were betrayed by England and blew up your own mother.

If you were planning to deliver the bomb into someone's office on Downing Street, I would have applauded you, but unfortunately…

Now, I have no sympathy for you, because those you seek to avenge are not those who hurt you, but innocent people."

After listening, Madeline said with a grim expression, "You don't understand anything…"

Joe Ga nodded and replied, "That's right, I don't understand!

Because I only deal with those who create problems, not those who achieve their goals by harming innocent people, no matter how reasonable those goals may sound.

You're just a rat, a rat too cowardly to seek rightful revenge.

How does it feel to dedicate yourself to a terrorist?

Oh, I almost forgot, Amal fell in love with you; he would rather use his most precious possessions to trade for you.

He almost succeeded at the airport!"

Joe Ga looked at Madeline, whose face had frozen, and said grinning, "Why did he seek out the English?

We all know the English can't be trusted, and I think he should have come to me.

I believe the things you refuse to say, Amal himself would most likely spill…"

Having heard this, Madeline, no longer calm, said through gritted teeth, "Don't dream about it, you'll never find Amal."

Joe Ga, still smiling, said, "I'm a man who believes in true love, so I believe Amal will overcome all obstacles to find us.

However, if you do me a favor, I'll show Amal some leniency.

You should be very clear about your position. I won't force you to say things you don't want to, I just need you to do me a favor…

Who else is on that line with England?

I really want to know what kind of person would do something as foolish as sending gifts to Gaddafi?

Tell me!

In return, you can pick one of them to suffer…"

As he spoke, Joe Ga looked into Madeline's eyes and said earnestly, "If I were you, I would say 'thank you' to the gentleman Hu Lang in front of me!"