Mercenary's War

Chapter 2435 - 2411: Intelligence Sharing

It’s indeed fast, Gao Yang had to admit that it was impressive.From the time the airstrike was launched until now, only a day has passed, and Justin’s intelligence network has already delivered the most urgently needed information from the most critical military base. Even with prior arrangements, this was incredibly fast!

Covering the microphone, Gao Yang loudly said, "Check the latest intelligence immediately. It’s about an airstrike at Fahd Military Base tonight. I need detailed information!"

The four of Yake quickly began to check the latest emails received, while Yake wrote a number on the whiteboard next to him.

The first wave of attacks is always the most intense. Sana’a has already suffered three airstrikes, and counting the one about to happen at midnight, that would be four.

Moving his hand away from the mic, Gao Yang hesitated for a moment and then said in a deep voice, "Brother, I have an idea. At the moment, we are offering too few benefits to the Houthis Armed Forces. Do you think I can pass the intelligence on to them? Providing intelligence could be considered significant support."

Justin thought for a moment before smiling and saying, "Yes, but don’t give them everything. You can give the airstrike plan to those paupers, but withhold other intelligence. Just say it’s intelligence from Russia that you’re passing on to them. Scare them a bit, then make them grateful to you. Most importantly, show that you’re much more capable than those incompetent people from Iran."

Gao Yang laughed heartily, didn’t hang up the phone, but picked up the walkie-talkie and loudly said, "Porcupine, come in for a moment."

Joseph was standing right at the door and immediately pushed open the door to enter upon receiving Gao Yang’s call, softly saying, "Boss."

Gao Yang walked to Tarta’s side and said, "Write down the intelligence I just received for me. Your handwriting is much better than mine. My Russian writing looks like earthworms crawling."

Tarta rolled his eyes at Gao Yang and replied, "Better use Arabic."

Once Tarta had scribbled a copy of the newly received intelligence for Gao Yang, Gao Yang couldn’t help but praise, "That’s really well written."

Turning around, he handed the note to Joseph, and Gao Yang softly said, "Immediately hand this over to Salim and tell him it’s intelligence from Russia, and that there might be more intelligence coming his way anytime soon."

Joseph nodded and was about to leave but, after checking the note, said, "Isn’t there a specific bombing target? This intelligence is incomplete."

Gao Yang’s face immediately fell, and he grimaced, "Buddy, what are you thinking?"

Joseph smiled, "Just joking. I know how to present it, off to find Salim now and let him see our strength."

The bodyguard should be very serious, always expressionless, but Joseph indeed became like that after mingling with Satan for a long time, as he wasn’t protecting any political figure needing to maintain an image. Gao Yang was also not very proper and often made jokes about his bodyguard’s demeanor, so now Joseph would frequently joke around too.

After Joseph left, Gao Yang picked up the phone again and said excitedly, "Buddy, your people did a terrific job, truly praiseworthy."

"Anything else?"

"Yes, when will more detailed intelligence arrive, such as the specific targets of the airstrikes, the specific operating orders, the type of ammunition and fuel the aircraft are carrying? It would be best if we could also get the aerial patrol routes. I plan to head to the Northwest Border, but I dare not proceed without this intelligence."

"Since precise information has been sent out, more precise intelligence shouldn’t take too long either. Just wait a bit, you’ll certainly receive it by tomorrow at the latest. My people are very professional in collecting military intelligence. If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now. I’m busy and don’t have time to chat."

"Alright, thank you, goodbye."

After hanging up, Gao Yang said joyfully to Yake, "More precise intelligence might come soon. So, how about it? Can you prepare to set off?"

Yake looked at Gao Yang oddly and said, "Isn’t the decision supposed to be made after receiving the intelligence? Only upon receiving it would we know when to set off. Just receiving intelligence doesn’t mean we can move immediately. Boss, you’re usually very smart."

Receiving intelligence and knowing it’s safe on the road would allow a departure; if the intelligence shows the road is unsafe, naturally, they can’t leave. Gao Yang was just too excited and overlooked such a simple issue.

Gao Yang said awkwardly, "Got too excited, got too excited. Alright, you guys stay busy here, notify me if there’s any news. I’ll go check on the others for a bit."

The members of Satan are all light infantry, picked up their bags and drove off as they wished. Gao Yang’s primary concern was naturally the Dagger Assault Team and the artillery, which found long-distance raids most challenging.

With airstrikes, you must have light discipline. Gao Yang didn’t want Satan’s cannons to be spotted by the bombers above and then bombarded. Fortunately, the airstrikes just started, and despite their considerable density and intensity, there are still many important targets to bomb in Sana’a. It’s unlikely they would deliberately seek out a few cannons to drop bombs on.

However, necessary precautionary work still must be done. Without suitable buildings to hide self-propelled artillery, those desert-colored camouflage nets must be put up, and the artillery parking location and personnel accommodation must be kept at a far enough distance. In case bombs are dropped, it’s okay if the cannons are destroyed, but the personnel must not die.

Upon arriving at the artillery’s station, Rebrov was inspecting self-propelled artillery with Masyev, who was forcefully brought by Gao Yang.

Masyev, after following Rebrov for some time, seemed to have resigned himself and started working diligently. Of course, even if he didn’t resign himself, he had no choice. Strictly speaking, Masyev was a war prisoner of Satan. Leaving him alive to work is already a favor. But Masyev deciding to stay and starting to work steadily was mainly because he was paid well.

On the first night after bringing Masyev from the barracks, Gao Yang placed one hundred thousand US dollars in cash in front of him and left a sentence, "Stick with me, and this money is yours. Do well, and you will certainly earn much more than now."

Masyev had never seen a stack of ten thousand US dollars so thick in his life. People like him wouldn’t dare believe it if you told him he could earn ten thousand a month. If you told him there was an account with one hundred thousand US dollars already deposited, he wouldn’t believe it even more. So when one hundred thousand US dollars cash was placed in front of him without any threats or coercion, Masyev no longer thought about leaving.

Carrying the money around every day, even fearing robbery while going to the bathroom, everyone seemed like a robber ready to steal his money. After living nervously like this for more than ten days, Masyev finally calmed down and started working, and in no time, won over all the artillerymen, becoming the top mechanic in Satan’s affiliated artillery battalion.

Under Masyev’s hand, the cannons commanded by Rebrov had never been stuck because of mechanical failure.