Compound A was something Homelander had long coveted.
In his view, gaining control of Compound A meant gaining the power to create or destroy. It meant he could truly stand at the pinnacle of the world and look down upon everything.
At his words, Chang Wei's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and an imperceptible chill flashed through his eyes.
He spoke slowly, his words carrying a subtle mockery. "Homelander, are you planning to launch an attack on a senior government official? Isn't that a little too bold and reckless?"
His tone carried both displeasure at Homelander's unauthorized intrusion and disdain for his audacity in questioning him so bluntly.
Homelander's heart tightened, but he quickly regained his composure.
He knew that although Chang Wei held great power, he was not without leverage himself.
With a cold laugh, he said, "An attack? No, I'm only here to discuss terms with you. Compound A is vital to me, and I believe it is equally vital to you. Perhaps we can find a way to cooperate that benefits us both."
Chang Wei curled his lips into an amused smile.
The Black Ops Division was a special organization that belonged to both the Department of Defense and the military, granting him immense authority and freedom.
The Department of Defense could not control him because he had the military's backing. Likewise, the military could not control him because of his Department of Defense ties.
He was like a Ghost on the Edge of Rules, belonging to everyone and no one at the same time.
He was the King of the No Man's Land, answering directly only to the Secretary of Defense and several military generals.
"Homelander, you seem overly confident in your own strength."
Chang Wei spoke slowly. "Compound A is not something you can casually lay your