204 Ambrosia Cartel: Part 11 (2/2)

Patrick poked him from behind. ”Herring won't betray us. Mark my words.”

Nathan replied, ”I don't know. I can't trust the CIA.”

”Hmm, Davis. Nice to meet you.” Herring offered him his hand.

Nathan shook his hand. ”Nice to meet you again, Agent Herring.” Nathan released his hand and put it back on the rifle that was in front of his body. The SAD security details didn't feel so comfortable being put between all of those armed mercenaries whose equipment might be better than them. Well, for starter, they were literally just a man that was holding an assault rifle with a T-shirt and combat pants.

”Well, it was not a part of the plan for them to be here,” said Herring.

Well, the presence of them inside of that base didn't make anything better at all. To be honest, as far as the others could see, Herring was an uninvited guess from a foreign agency that might have a hostile intention with them. It was unclear what Herring was doing here, but welcoming them wouldn't make any negative effect.

The platform went down to the main base and Herring was amazed by what the contractors had done to the place. It seemed that the contractors had refurbished the place into heaven for soldiers. There were lots of soldiers who were either training or relaxing in the R\u0026R area. There was no doubt about that.

”Tell me something, what is the secret of these growing forces?” Herring asked.

”Nothing sir, it's just our commitment, and money,” Nathan said.

For starter, they hadn't run out of money since the money from the last heist hadn't run out. Second, they had a source of income since they were participating in gunrunning activities as of now. They basically became one of the suppliers to many fighting forces around the world. They literally made a cheaper copy of HK416 and sold it at 10% of the real price.

HK didn't know they actually existed so they didn't have any idea on the gunrunning activities either. The CIA wouldn't tell them since HSDC was their allies in any black operation where the CIA didn't want to be involved. However, it was something to be proud of that HSDC had some informal alliance with the biggest intelligence agency in the whole world.

”Patrick, where is my room?” Herring asked.

”Your private jet isn't good enough?” Patrick asked.

”It's a jet, not a living quarter,” Herring replied.

”Nathan, would you kindly show the way for this old man,” Lynn said to him. Nathan felt like a servant once Lynn told her that. Technically, she shouldn't since Nathan was the leader of the HSDC, but it wouldn't stop Lynn from doing so either. The platform arrived at the bottom part of the VLFS and Nathan guided Herring to his room.

”Lynn, would you kindly take Blackjack and Spongebob to their bunk?” Herring asked.

”Yes, pa.” Lynn walked to the living quarter to escort those two special operators. Clara approached Patrick in full clad combat uniform. There was something that needed his immediate attention. Weirdly enough, that full-clad combat uniform was a bomb suit since. However, Clara was waiting for those special forces from the CIA to leave.

Lynn took them away and Clara inspected the plane. If Clara took an interest in an object, it would be bad. She smelled an explosive inside of the Bombardier jet. If there was an explosion inside of the jet, Patrick would worry about the CIA stance on HSDC. One of their SADs was dead and no one could prove that HSDC wasn't the perpetrator.

Clara entered the aircraft with his bomb suit. She brought a plier with her as usual since she had a feeling that there was a bomb inside of the plane. It turned out, there was a bomb inside of the plane. The alarm was sounded again and the people inside of the base were put on high alert again since the bomb could make a hole inside of that reinforced concrete. Things became tenser as Patrick ran to a concrete barrier to protect himself from the explosion.

”ALERT! ALERT! ALERT!”

The alert voice message started repeating in the background. Clara got out of the plane with a cooling box that was filled with explosives. Yes, the box was filled with C4 charges. 'What in the actual?'