The Conspiracy of the Elites

Chapter 366: meeting the old warriors club higherups

Hello, is this the Crook Mercenary?

Yes. Clarks deep masculine voice reverberated through the air and into the communication device. This was the name that he gave to the leader of the old warriors club helming the 2nd deep.

Ive contacted my higherups. They showed an interest in your proposal, and they want to meet up with you.

Ok, time and location.

Ill send it directly to your device; I hope we can become allies in the future.

Me too.

As soon as the call ended, a wide grin spread across Clarks face. Due to the information that he got from his girlfriends parents, he wanted to start preparation now to leave for the desert.

For his proposal to the old warriors club, if they didnt respond fast enough, he would have abandoned them.

But now that they responded, he was confident that he could finish his mission here before his preparations for his rescue journey were finalized. As he thought, his communication device suddenly made a beep sound.

[New message has been detected:]

[Location: Neon City, South Ville District, Orion Street, Oliver mansion.]

[Time: 4:30 pm.]

Clark inclined his head to check his wristwatch and the time was currently reading 4: 15 pm. Without wasting any time, he dropped his communication device on the car before picking his bag.

In a little more than 2 minutes, he changed into a completely different person in different clothes.

He was now dressed in black trousers and a brown trench coat. His weapons and gadgets were already stored in the appropriate places, which meant that he was ready to leave.

He casually threw his bag inside the exotic car, combed his hair with his left hand before bending his body to fix his black shoes.

What of the underground base? Albert suddenly asked.

Clark inclined his head to look at him. You have access to my account. Remove every trace of our stay here, make it uninhabitable, then buy a new underground base.

Ok.

After fixing his shoes, Clark patted the dust that was on his trench coat away before taking a step inside his car. He switched on the ignition, revved the engine hard before finally stepping on the accelerators.

In just a few seconds, the car climbed to its maximum speed. A shield suddenly shimmered to life around it, a small platform like a springboard came under it, then it bounced off the ground.

Boom!

With a loud sound of impact, the exotic car smashed its way out of the collapsed underground base.

As soon as he arrived at the surface, Clark steered his car to the left, straight in the direction of the bustling street. As he rode, his car squirmed mechanically, smoothly shedding its old skin and replacing it with a brand-new blue metallic cover.

Through his rear mirror, he saw police cars speeding in the direction of his secret underground base probably due to the booming sound that was made from his car bursting out.

A slight smile took his face on seeing this, he put more pressure on his cars accelerator and quickly sped away from the vicinity.

As soon as the police cars arrived at the location, they took a few minutes to organize themselves before entering the underground hole in units through the hole that was created.

Inside was as dark as the night sky, so they had to light up the surroundings before the debris and layout of the underground base finally projected itself to them.

They searched, they scanned, but they found nothing.

Only debris and collapsed walls were the things left in the huge underground base. They saw a few signs of something huge being pulled out of the building, but they couldnt trace where it was finally pulled to.

In the end, after trying all the methods available to them but finding no evidence, they could only put the case on hold and secure ownership of the building.

A few streets away, as the police cars drove back in the direction of the police station, a young man walked with one hand behind him like he was holding something while the other hand was holding a phone to his ears.

The peculiar thing was that he didnt walk in the normal pedestrians lane, instead, he walked in the deserted lane that was built for big and heavy vehicles.

In a few minutes, the next truck arrived but it stopped after getting close to him. About a dozen men on black came out of the truck, they pooled their strength together to pull something invisible inside the truck.

As soon as the invisible good was stored inside the truck, the young man entered, and the truck finally drove away.

It was a smooth collection, one that left no room for complications.

Having installed the authorized GPS device used in the Radan republic on his exotic car, Clark didnt need a guide this time before he arrived at the destination that was specified on the message that was sent to him.

He only needed 8 minutes before he got to the location. The first thing that became apparent to him on arriving here was that this district was significantly different from the sewers district.

The South Ville district was clearly one of the few developed districts in the whole republic. Clark saw luxurious high-rise buildings for the first time since arriving here, the Orion Street was even more luxurious.

Navigating smoothly through the complicated layout of the street with the help of his GPS device, he finally arrived at the specified mansion.

>Oliver Mansion- Badac Mercenary Company>

Confirming the address again through the signpost that was along the street, Clark finally steered his exotic car before the huge black gate leading inside the mansion.

Only 5 seconds after he drove there, the gate automatically opened to him. He didnt hesitate before driving in as soon as it opened.

The first thing that he did as soon as his car drove in was to observe.

It was a lone luxurious mansion. It was not too big, so he could see the overall layout just after a sweeping glance.

A lot of military cars were parked inside the building, and a lot of guards in black stood at various strategic locations of the building all dressed in black combat vests and trousers.

A mercenary company, huh?

He finally knew why this organization could grow so much despite the suppression from the Radan government.

If they could impersonate a mercenary company so casually, it showed how much the security of the country already failed. He was glad though as this would make his subsequent actions easier after the negotiations.

He smoothly steered his car to the nearby garage before parking.

This way. A stony-faced guard came out to direct him.

Clicking his tongue in amusement, Clark casually followed inside the building. As he walked in, he secretly activated a scanning device that was attached to his trench coat.

[Thanks for reading.]