Spy-x-War Showdown

As more and more information came in, Jethro and Ferdinand grew increasingly tense.

After a while, Ferdinand answered another call.

Now even a blind man could see how anxious Jethro and Ferdinand were.

With his voice thick with tension, Ferdinand said into the phone, "Boss, we have too few men on hand now. The Americans have failed. If we go now, it’s just sending men to their deaths, boss. I am not afraid to die, but if we follow the Americans in an attack, it’s very likely we’ll suffer heavy losses, and that would affect our future..."

Ferdinand didn’t finish his sentence before he stopped speaking, a look of dejection on his face. Not much later, his call was cut off.

Staring blankly at the phone screen, Ferdinand’s hand drooped down, and then he whispered to Jethro, "The boss wants us to rush over and join the fight immediately. The Americans have had it, the CIA folks are useless, and it’s very likely that Big Ivan has also lost most of his men. If we could get there in time, we might be able to turn the situation around."

Jethro frowned and asked, "Is that what you think?"

Ferdinand spoke urgently, "Buddy, do you know which unit the Americans deployed?"

Jethro replied with the same urgency, "What’s the point of talking about that now? SEALs? Delta Force? Which unit was it?"

Ferdinand said with difficulty, "I don’t know! I mean no one knows the name of this unit! What does that mean? It means it’s a unit with the highest level of secrecy in the United States, even higher than SEAL Team Six!"

Taking a deep breath, Jethro then exclaimed, "Fuck!"