Chapter 1149: Chapter 566: Who Can Kill Me? Who Dares Kill Me?!
The United States Deputy Defense Minister Calvin Waller sat stupefied at the bow of the ship.
The horizon already showed the rising morning glow, but he had no time for that right now.
Four hours had passed!
Black Cat…
Black Cat hadn’t sent any damn sign back.
Behind him, Indian Deputy Defense Minister Ajay Kuma was frantically pacing the deck with a phone in hand, mumbling rapidly in curry-scented Indian language.
From past experiences…
Black Cat definitely failed.
They couldn’t have just gone to find prostitutes after the decapitation mission, right?
Well, maybe they could!
He held onto a shred of hope, thinking finding prostitutes was better than being wiped out……
He’d even accept if they went to “study animals”!
Hahaha, surely they weren’t all wiped out, this was a 20-member Special Forces team; escaping should be easy, right?
“Mwah mwah—mwah mwah—”
The 8848 phone in his pocket vibrated, Calvin Waller’s body trembled, his hand shaking as he took it out to check the call.
He fell silent instantly.
After letting the opposite ring for about ten seconds, he pressed the answer key, trembling slightly, “Defense Minister…”
Silence on the other end…
Very silent!
Even quieter than after I finish a flight!
Just as Calvin Waller’s heart was ready to leap out of his throat, Norman Schwartzkopf finally spoke, but in a low mood, “Come back…”
“What…”
“The Black Cat operation failed, Texas has already announced it, the rest will discuss when you return.”
Norman Schwartzkopf hung up the call.
Calvin Waller’s gaze was vacant, he felt his leader’s frustration, though the other had a bad temper, he had the merit of getting stronger with setbacks.
If he had shouted, it might mean the situation was still good, but the increasing calmness implied… big trouble was brewing!
Calvin Waller’s mind flashed intensely, what big trouble could arise?
Congress!!
This unauthorized use of military forces borrowed from another country, although seemingly unrelated to The Pentagon, no one’s a fool, it means questioning him.
Unauthorized use of armed forces, if successful, could serve as a warning, but if it fails, those senators representing state interests would pounce, maybe propose the removal of Norman Schwartzkopf.
In such a situation, what would the old leaders choose?
The Evil Dragon Plan just got its profits distributed, abandoning halfway isn’t an option, it’s a multi-billion US Dollar business!
Then there’s only one last route left…
Deputy Defense Minister Calvin Waller’s eyes widened suddenly.
Military intervention!
“Shit! Shit! Shit!”
Just then, Indian Deputy Defense Minister Ajay Kuma cursed with an accent like he had eaten poop, rushing in front of the stunned Calvin Waller, his face flushed red, grabbing him and shouting, “You liar, you’re a liar!!”
“You killed my soldiers, how am I supposed to go back and report!”
“You owe me an explanation!”
Spit flew onto Calvin Waller’s face, the bad breath made him nauseous, he looked down at the ranting Ajay Kuma, a self-styled gentleman, finally couldn’t hold it anymore.
He raised his foot and kicked the other directly into the sea!
The Indian guy flailed in the water, shouting loudly, “Help, help, I can’t swim…”
Then he gurgled and drank two mouthfuls of water, a wave came over, and the person vanished.
“You want an explanation?! Explanation my ass! Black Cat, I think you should be called Rat!!!
…
On television, the members of the Rat Special Forces… no wait, Black Cat Special Forces sat on chairs with their heads down, looking very worn-out.
Hmm…
At least they weren’t made to kneel, the Texas Republic still upheld human rights.
One of them spoke to reporters below:
“We belong to the Indian Black Cat Special Forces, invited by The Pentagon to decapitate…decapitate Paul Constantine Stuart.”
The reporters below were in an uproar!
“The Pentagon? Are you sure you didn’t misspeak? Then why didn’t they use the SEALs, do you think you’re better than the SEALs?” A pro-American media shouted loudly, as though its tail had been stepped on, suddenly getting riled up.
“I don’t know, but that’s the order I received.”
“Maybe, The Pentagon doesn’t trust the SEALs?” The Minister of Internal Affairs Yude Wallace, sitting beside, couldn’t help but throw some shade.
He paused, specifically saying, “Just like Signal Flag doesn’t trust the Soviet Government.”
Uh uh uh…
Can they even say that?
The pro-American media were tongue-tied too, if broadcasted, would it cause unrest within the military?
“Could you detail the specific actions?”
The Black Cat Special Forces members looked awkwardly at each other, finally Lieutenant Oaks was pulled out to speak, he thought for a bit, explaining the events leading up and the outcomes.
Though slightly “beautified”.
But no matter how you sugarcoat it, you can’ t boast blindly, right, so… it remained quite factual.
The reporters were dumbfounded after hearing the account.
“Are you saying after take-off, one helicopter crashed into a hill and crashed, and another reached its destination but four Special Forces fell and died? The rest were captured?” A reporter asked loudly, full of disbelief.
Even Hollywood’s “war comedy films” wouldn’t dare portray it like this, right?
Could it be a Bollywood production?
Lieutenant Oaks lifted his head in angry embarrassment, these Americans… Could they be more tactless?!