CHAPTER 456: CHAPTER 422: THE RIGHT THING

Daniel Miller, 32 years old, had previously served for several years in the Marine Corps and was stationed in Iraq. After joining ATF, he learned undercover operations and volunteered to act as an undercover agent in some significant investigative cases.

Over the past few years, he had been active along the US-Mexico Border, aiding the ATF in dismantling several American supply networks supplying arms to drug traffickers.

But as they say, one can’t walk by the river without getting their feet wet.

This guy uncovered internal American suppliers by infiltrating drug trafficking gangs, but the Mexican drug traffickers weren’t fools. When their arms channels repeatedly encountered problems, they naturally began to investigate.

And the drug traffickers’ most direct investigation method was to spread money, and not all ATF or FBI officials were incorruptible...

Thus, due to an ’accident,’ Daniel’s identity was leaked, and he found himself with a bounty placed by the Mexican drug traffickers.

Everyone involved in North America knows the consequences of being targeted by drug trafficking organizations. To protect him, and also to reduce pressure on other ATF members, Daniel was transferred to Alaska...

The chief of the ATF Alaska division lived in Canada year-round, only coming over a few times a year to attend meetings and perfunctorily inspect the management of alcohol, tobacco, and firearms tax regulations and enforcement.

In Anchorage, Daniel had an office staffed by five agents nearing retirement. Apart from his salary which reliably arrived every month, it seemed like no one remembered he existed.

That was until an informant from his days in the Marine Corps provided him with intelligence, and he rediscovered a goal by finding those missing weapons in the case involving the deaths of the Redick brothers; he returned to his old job undercover in drug trafficking gangs, hoping to trace up the vine to find the lost weapons.

Daniel was highly motivated, but...

"Oh shit..."

Daniel stared at his phone screen, displaying Mountain Eagle’s image, in disbelief, "Are there human genetic experiments in Alaska?

They’re actually using people for experiments!"

Rubbing his temples in pain, Daniel said, "To be able to establish such a laboratory and remain undiscovered for many years, there must be major corporations and big shots behind it.

Considering their animal and human modification projects, it could be related to the Pentagon...

FUCK!!!"

Mountain Eagle was momentarily stunned; he initially hadn’t thought about the Pentagon’s involvement...

Because he subconsciously thought official projects should have some lower limits, and there seemed no need to waste resources in Alaska, where there are only four months of summer a year.

Moreover, in the secret files of Snowden, he had seen those human experiment projects related to the Pentagon...

The Pentagon typically showed more interest in projects that went down a ’Captain America’ path since successful outcomes would provide immediate combat capabilities.

This path of genetic modification and selection might take 10, 20 years, waiting for the first and second generation of Genetic Modifiers to grow up before seeing initial results...

By then, the presidency would have changed several times; no official would approve a project that was both illegal and without immediate profit.

But now, having heard what Daniel just mentioned, Mountain Eagle was slightly unsure; after all, he wasn’t American and didn’t deeply understand their governmental actions.

Additionally, considering those supposed ’Super Soldiers’ who were clearly being enhanced in the valley...

Maybe it was related!

Watching Daniel’s expression turn quite awful, Mountain Eagle smiled and said, "I told you just now, you need to think it through.

If you want to back out now, I can have the natives take you to the nearby Marshall Town in a small boat and make it as if you were never here.

After all, I can’t ask an ATF agent to get involved in this kind of thing..."

Daniel found Mountain Eagle’s smiling face particularly offensive, holding his head as he lamented, "That’s a big problem..."

Mountain Eagle shook his head and said, "No, they’re not a problem; eliminating these kinds of people is everyone’s responsibility!

Of course, not everyone has the courage, I understand!"

Daniel, faced with Mountain Eagle’s subtle provocation, found it hard to resist because the truth lay bare - those involved in the experiments had breached human, moral, and legal ethics...

If those soldiers involved in the experiments might still have room for sophistry, the pregnant women strapped to hospital beds and children kept in cages represented undeniable evil!

The so-called ’justice’ in this world might depend on where you stand or your perspective, but ’evil’ is the same for any country, race, or ethnicity—to everyone!

When evil becomes too powerful, indeed, people do become fearful; thus more people need to come together...

Daniel said bitterly, "I’m not afraid, I’m just worried I’m not capable enough!"

Mountain Eagle, with a grin, said, "Why worry, you are an ATF agent, you don’t just represent yourself.

If I were you, I would pull people from the FBI Alaska division in; the more people know about this, the harder it is to hide.

The more people know, the lesser the chances of retaliation from the other side!

Trust me, once you get involved, if your superiors try to block your promotions later, just bring up this issue, and they’ll definitely shut up!"

Mountain Eagle coughed lightly and continued, "All you have to do is tell the media or the internal audit department that your superior is deliberately suppressing you due to the events happening in Alaska, and he will kneel before you begging you to retract your statement.

Of course, this requires careful handling..."

Daniel looked at Mountain Eagle as if he was seeing a ghost...

How could someone be so Evil?

Once this event is exposed and characterized, politicians might find a way out, but any public official involved would have no future.

If he uses this reason to complain about his superior, then his superior would likely be depressed for many years!

"How do I convince the FBI to intervene, and what reason do I use to convince the ATF leadership to support me, we don’t have jurisdiction over genetic experiment crimes..."

Mountain Eagle, looking at Daniel’s ghostly visage, said with a grin, "Didn’t you just ask me about Jungle Ant?"

Jungle Ants require military weapons for warfare, isn’t that connected to your case?

Black Fox spent so much money buying so many Jungle Ants, he must want some returns.

And that Mountain can provide enough returns!

By now, even someone as foolish as Daniel knew what Mountain Eagle was planning; he had no intention of exposing the laboratory in the Mountain beforehand...

He wanted to cook the raw rice, and then take advantage of the situation where different law enforcement departments in the United States are uncoordinated and can’t keep secrets, to expose everything happening there.

It doesn’t even matter if Jungle Ants are really targeting the Mountain Laboratory...

Because, if by mistake, the FBI and ATF and even the Alaska State Police encounter such a situation during law enforcement, could they possibly ignore it?

Once involved, and there is no way to hide it, the best course of action is to have massive media involvement to use public opinion to kill the laboratory-related companies and individuals with one stroke.

Media exposure is a speedy way for law enforcement personnel to get promoted and raise wages, but at the same time, it’s also a form of self-protection.

After understanding everything, Daniel suddenly got excited...

Only meticulous schemers become undercover agents!

He looked at Mountain Eagle with a slightly sly expression and said, "Do you think it’s possible that we’ve gotten intelligence before, that the Jungle Ants plan to terrorize oil facilities in Alaska, so I invited FBI colleagues for a joint investigation...

Then while I was tracking the Jungle Ants, I occasionally discovered something even more horrifying..."

Mountain Eagle nodded seriously and said, "It sounds very reasonable, especially since the State Police were involved early in an investigation due to a large number of natives being injured and have already formed a report to feedback upwards...

FBI, ATF, Alaska State Police working together to disintegrate an evil organization’s laboratory, showing the world the United States Government’s determination to uphold democracy and freedom.

You will become leaders, declaring war against those anti-human experiments!

Justice will overcome evil, law will overcome injustice, this will be a great victory!"

Even Mountain Eagle felt a bit nauseous saying these cliched words, but Americans fall for this!

Because a sense of mission is a huge boost, and the victory cake does indeed taste incredibly sweet!

Black Fox wants to fish in muddy waters, Mountain Eagle chooses to turn the water into a swamp...

No matter what thousands of ideas or tricks you have, daddy will prepare plenty of enemies for you!

Even if it’s a mistake, it doesn’t matter; the goal is just to make your life difficult, while making your action’s cost rise exponentially!

Daniel looked at this ’Light of Mankind’, ’Justice Angel’ in front of him and said, "It’s a pity you’re not running for president..."

Mountain Eagle waved his hand and said, "Running for president requires lying!

Are what I said just now lies?"

This is the genius of political correctness!

Even if Daniel feels Mountain Eagle’s words are a bit disgusting and exaggerated, he must admit they are entirely correct and quite enticing.

Daniel pinches his nose and gave a thumbs up to Mountain Eagle, then said, "So should I call the FBI now?"

Mountain Eagle thought for a moment and said, "Definitely make the call, but did you forget why you came here?"

Daniel slapped his forehead and said, "Oh right, I came for the military weapons..."

Mountain Eagle, smiling, said, "I’m very sure that the batch of firearms will end up in the hands of the Jungle Ants because I intercepted similar firearms in Thailand.

I also know that there are nearly 200 Jungle Ants, and they will arrive in Alaska on a cargo ship...

With such a large number, it’s impossible to complete the transaction quietly given that the Anchorage police are prepared.

Based on your experience, where do you think such a large-scale transaction will be completed?"

Daniel was startled and replied in surprise, "You had Redick’s men watch the Anchorage docks to force them to change the transaction location?"

Mountain Eagle nodded as a matter of course and said, "Of course, with not many clues available, using all resources at hand to also discomfort the other party can help even the gap between both sides in terms of strength and information."

Setting up movements for the enemy and then finding ways to make targeted arrangements; that’s real tactics!

Daniel, a high school graduate who became a soldier and mixed with drug dealers and gangs, how could he understand this?

Facing Mountain Eagle’s expectant look, Daniel thought for a long time, then said, "If there are more than 100 Jungle Ants, to complete a transaction without alerting others, it’s impossible in central and southern Alaska.

In Alaska, the appearance of more than ten foreigners is enough to draw locals’ attention.

Beside Anchorage and Fairbanks, most towns don’t have 100 people..."

As he spoke, Daniel closed his eyes and thought for a few minutes, then suddenly said, "Northern oil companies...

Only on those oil companies’ lands could the entry and exit of one to two hundred people go unnoticed.

They can completely disguise themselves as incoming labor workers; there is a frequent turnover of personnel there, so no one would suspect.

Near the Arctic, there are many semi-abandoned oil company camps, which are convenient for hiding people and things."

Mountain Eagle clapped his hands with force and said, "You should look into...

Among these semi-abandoned camps you mentioned, which ones are capable of handling aircraft take-offs and landings?

Our opponent is cunning; if they want to conceal the Jungle Ants’ tracks, they won’t let them move through Alaskan land and rivers.

Moreover, if I am not mistaken, and the target of the Jungle Ants is the laboratory in the Mountain, then it’s unlikely that over a hundred fully armed people will launch an attack by crossing thousands of kilometers of waterways...

It’s most likely they will opt for an airborne approach!"