Chapter 870: Orchard Operation

Since the “Golden Shield Operation” in Brazil, Gu Ji has truly understood the strength of the PM Company.

Powerful technological weapons;

Ruthless mercenaries;

Precise intelligence collection and logistics equipment supply.

The combination of these three.

Has given PM a special operations force on par with T2-level teams, capable of sweeping through the ordinary military and police of any country.

Gu Ji squinted his eyes.

If his analysis is true, then the PM Company must have quite a few black-tech devices in its hands right now.

In other words, the ‘GS-1 Killing Robot’ and the ‘Armored Robotic Dogs,’ as well as many of Volut’s high-end medical equipment core technologies, actually originate from those mysterious items.

“Looks like I need to keep a close watch on them.”

Thus, Gu Ji gave Baron new orders: keep a tight hold on that man with the black hood!

Just after sending the orders, Antonie Yassen sent more news.

The Deputy Minister of Defense, Bilos, died in a barren field near the airport, and the matter remains confidential.

But various unofficial news has already started fermenting online.

It seems like during the escort, Bilos suddenly made a move, seized the guard’s firearm, shot him in the shoulder, and was subsequently killed by another guard.

“Is this guy really intellectually challenged?”

Gu Ji raised an eyebrow, utterly bewildered.

Even a foreigner like him knows Brazil doesn’t have the death penalty.

Besides, although Bilos committed an unforgivable mistake, with his status and past contributions, he wouldn’t be imprisoned for long, so why take such a risk?

Could it be…

Another scheme by the PM Company?

Gu Ji always remembered that there are moles fostered by PM in both the Brazilian Congress and the Defense Intelligence Agency.

Perhaps they feared that a strict investigation would reveal their identities.

Thus, a few moles colluded to frame Bilos, seeking self-preservation.

He immediately logged into the external network via the Ghost Server and conducted a simple search.

Indeed, as Yassen said.

The internet was trending with the topic “Bilos’ mysterious death,” and many Brazilian netizens are demanding the government reveal the truth.

It seems the public isn’t stupid.

How could the Deputy Minister of Defense impulsively commit a crime like an ordinary bandit? At the very least, it would require planning and coordination.

Just as Gu Ji was about to close the page.

A line of red-titled text suddenly caught his eye in the trending topics list.

The red title usually indicates a surge in interest in a short period.

And the title reads:

Train derails at Mesa Station, Iran’s capital, nearly a thousand tons of flammable and explosive gas, power akin to half a nuclear bomb!

News came out this fast?

Gu Ji was initially stunned.

But after careful calculation, he realized that the train derailment sequence was yet to complete, and over an hour had passed since the game mirrored real-time.

After all, the matter involves Ghabari.

Like Gu Ji had mistakenly judged, many external network media are also analyzing whether this explosion was an assassination attempt on “Iran’s modern weapons’ father,” Ghabari.

Plus, the accident of a thousand-ton flammable liquefied gas train derailing indeed had sensational value, so once leaked by onsite passengers, it caused a huge uproar online.

Gu Ji clicked open the game character page on the Ghost Server.

Sure enough, a new name “Amin Vahid” appeared, marked as: Direct link available.

Meanwhile.

Near Samed Station, the Iranian capital Tehran.

Ghabari hung up the phone, looking at the tall stature, handsome features, and slightly roguish young Iranian before him with eyes full of interest.

“I have canceled the attack, can we talk about cooperation now?”

“Cooperation?”

The young Iranian was slightly taken aback.

He was none other than Amin Vahid.

Amin never imagined that he could be associated with Ghabari, a godfather figure in Iran, nor could he comprehend how he suddenly ended up guiding a derailed runaway train in the rail-side outskirts.

I must be insane…

Recalling the scenes in his mind, Amin felt as if he had been hypnotized into acting out such madness.

Ghabari waited a long time for Amin’s response.

So his subordinate Hasha couldn’t hold back.

“What do you mean by that tone? Do you want to turn your back on us? We just gave up a great chance to seriously damage Mossad for you!”

“Mossad…”

Upon hearing the name, Amin’s pupils constricted, and he even retreated half a step.

This scene was just caught by Ghabari.

His eyelid twitched slightly.

Confused as to why the lad he was observing seemed to have suddenly switched personas, being extremely composed like a machine before, but now turning timid and fearful.

“Forget it, if you feel that cooperation now is abrupt, we can discuss it later. This is my private number, if you have any issues, feel free to contact me. As long as it’s within Iran, I can pretty much resolve it.”

Ghabari took out a white card from his pocket with only a string of numbers and a black orchid symbol printed on the backside.

Having said that, he turned back to the car.

Before leaving, Hasha stepped forward and reminded Amin word by word.

“The gentleman has shown utmost sincerity, please inform the 7472 leadership and consider this seriously after you return!”