Chapter 734 Opportunity Always Favors the Brave
Chapter 734 Opportunity Always Favors the Brave
Local news outlets throughout Vladivostok were reporting on the earlier battle, unanimously praising the FSB for their valiant fighting and bloody battle against the criminals.
More than half of the media outlets have received some form of support from Khlav.
Heraf Shipping Company even proactively provided a large sum of money to publicly assist the FSB's local construction projects.
Number Nine had no idea that he had been tricked by Khlav.
But he couldn't deny it, so he had to swallow his pride and bear it.
The rewards from superiors, the praise from the public, and the adoration from subordinates were all gifts from Khlav.
No wonder... this behemoth has been able to survive in this country for so long.
Whether openly or covertly... they did an impeccable job.
He lost.
Number Nine stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the distant, undulating skyscrapers with a cold expression.
"Report." Gax, who had been promoted on the spot, quickly adapted to the duties of a 'secretary'.
"What is it?" Number Nine asked indifferently without turning his head.
Sensing that his superior was in a bad mood, Gax wisely placed the documents in his hand on the table and softened his tone, "The intelligence agent left behind at the target location has replied. Shortly after our withdrawal, there were brief encounters with individuals who appear to be remnants of the Scavengers."
"Suspected?" Number Nine turned around, staring at Gax and asking with a hint of doubt, "What other possibilities are there?"
With a slight smile, Gax said, "Sir, based on the intelligence we have, the team can basically conclude that Mr. Daniel is a guy who likes to use his brain to scheme against others."
"Just like an opera, excellent actors are certainly important, but the playwright must be even more outstanding. No playwright will sit idly by and watch their hard work be wasted. They will always be present at the first performance of any play to appreciate it or reflect on its shortcomings."
Although it was a bit roundabout, Number Nine wasn't stupid; Gax's meaning was very clear.
While the small shrimp of the scavenger may be tasteless, if he manages to catch a big fish, he won't let it go.
William had already led his team back, and from this moment on, all the credit belonged to him.
The key point is... Number Nine's gaze toward Gax became playful, carrying a hint of scrutiny.
I thought Gax was just a little clever, but I never expected him to be so thoughtful.
My judgment is as good as ever.
Number Nine smiled, admiring his own judgment.
It is worth cultivating.
This is his assessment of Gax.
"So what are your thoughts?" Number Nine asked Gax.
Upon hearing this, Gax was overjoyed; this was exactly what he wanted.
Since we've chosen to follow in the footsteps of Number Nine, we can't just be a white glove; once it gets dirty, it's destined to be thrown into the trash.
Value must be demonstrated to provide sufficient value so that No. 9 feels it can still be used after washing.
One day, barbs might even grow and embed themselves deeply into the cold palm.
This is Gax's goal, or rather, his means of promotion.
He lay on top of Number Nine and sucked her blood... Of course, he also desperately hoped that Number Nine would be healthy enough.
This is a great opportunity. Number Nine asking for his opinion means he can take this opportunity to obtain some of the permissions that Number Nine is willing to grant.
This is the first step he must take to establish himself in the future; he must stand firm.
“I think we can mobilize manpower to take a look at that area on the eastern cliff. There are many dense forests with lush vegetation, which are easy to hide in, but not easy to hide in for a long time. Although it is not conducive to a wide-ranging investigation, there is only one road built inside. We can leave some manpower to set up checkpoints and wait for the enemy to tire themselves out, while sending out another small team to search the forest.”
"That's all?" Number Nine couldn't help but show a disappointed expression after hearing this.
It seems he overestimated Gax.
Seeing this, Gax quickly added, "Sir, you seem to have forgotten that besides us, there are other guys here who can help."
"Hmm?" Number Nine raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, a series of figures flashing through his mind before quickly locking onto one, "Dinas?"
“That’s right,” Gax quickly chimed in. “Wasn’t it him who leaked the intelligence for this operation to us? And…it’s aligned with our goals, isn’t it?”
After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.
Gax lowered his head, anxiously awaiting instructions from Number Nine.
Actually, he wasn't very confident that he could persuade Number Nine to agree with his plan.
Making unauthorized contact with local criminal gangs might annoy Number Nine.
Dinas's initiative in contacting them is completely different from colluding with them.
He admitted that his plan still contained some elements of experimentation.
bet!
Number Nine is not a person who sticks to the rules.
As it turns out, Lady Luck usually favors the brave.
“Gaxes”.
"Here." Gax looked up at the sound of his voice and saw Number Nine smiling at him.
Steady!
Suppressing his inner elation, Gax calmly continued, "What are your plans, sir?"
"I haven't heard of this... Do you understand what I mean?" Number Nine didn't say it directly, but turned around and said lightly.
Gax paused for a moment, then a look of joy quickly spread across his face.
Snapped!
Gax stood at attention and saluted, then spoke solemnly, "Sir, I will personally deliver the report to you."
"Go ahead," Number Nine waved his hand.
Gax immediately grabbed the documents he had brought and hurried out of the room, unable to hide the joy on his face.
The group members who were passing by couldn't help but ask Gax what good thing had happened to him.
Gax replied with nothing to everything.
Inside the room, Number Nine lit a cigarette. The hazy smoke blurred his face, but his eyes remained incredibly bright.
He was well aware of Gax's ambitions... after all, that's how he rose to power.
In Gax, Number Nine saw a glimpse of his former self.
Since this kid wants to gamble, let's give him a chance.
If he succeeds, then give him a helping hand.
If he fails... well, that just means it's his fate, so we can't blame him.
But... Daniel, will you be there?
Meanwhile, deep in the mountains, Shiina Yuichi had been entangled with Owl for several hours.
He hadn't expected that the direction he fled to was completely undefended by the FSB, which was truly unlucky.
During this time, although he managed to kill several assassins, he was not much better off. He had cuts on his shoulder and waist, and most dangerously, half an arrow was still hanging from his left arm.
Shiina Yuichi had neither the time nor the inclination to deal with the details; once the arrow was pulled out, the blood loss alone would be enough to kill him.
Behind the thick stone wall, the coolness of the stone helped him maintain a sliver of rationality.
During the brief rest, exhaustion overwhelmed him. Looking at the wounds on his body, with a faint smell of blood in the air, Shiina Yuichi couldn't help but grimace.
"That bitch, she's pretty ruthless. I should have killed her back in Japan."
"What? Regretting it?" Suddenly, the voice of an owl came from the other side of the stone wall.
Shiina Yuichi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled coldly, "Are you a dog? Following me so closely!"
"Never been pursued by a woman?"
"Heh, who would like a quack!"
As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them flashed out of the stone wall and began a close-quarters fight to the death!
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