The convoy started, leaving the evacuation point.
In the rearview mirror, the US Army's command vehicle gradually shrank and was eventually swallowed by the night.
"But will we really disclose the evidence?" Jiang Feng asked. "If things go south, all our company's business in Illiguo could be frozen. The US Army has ways to make us suffer."
"No." Song Heping opened his eyes. "Disclosing evidence is the last resort, it's the nuclear button for flipping the table. But as long as the button is there, it has deterrent power. Duke knows this, I know this too. So this is a tacit game: I have the ability to embarrass him, he has the resources to ensure my survival. We exchange, then continue."
He looked out the window.
In the darkness, Titrick's outline was already invisible, but the horizon in that direction still glowed with an unnatural dark yellow.
That was the remnant glow of a toxic cloud in the night light.
