He hesitated, and the expert told him to speak his mind.

The Killer Demon voiced his long-held doubts.

"I'm thinking... the stuff we're investigating here doesn't seem that significant."

"These drug lords are backed by the major countries of the European Community. Trying to move against them would definitely provoke a reaction from the European Community. Just dealing with one of these drug lords is already tough for us; add the European Community behind them, and as soon as they intervene, there's no way we can win."

According to historical settings, even the United States was divided after two Latin American wars, and now Horizon Corporation is still far behind New America in military technology. How could they possibly take Cuba?

Even Tokyo University struggled to set up a small scam park in Myanmar.

Is there any point in fighting a war that is doomed to be lost?

The expert countered.

"What do you think is the most important thing when starting a war? Is it military strength?"

Killer Demon: "Of course not. Victory in war depends on strength and decision-making. Starting a war is all about motive and timing."

A good motive is better than overwhelming propaganda, and timing is more important than military strength.

"That's right."

The expert said.

"We're the executors. Timing and motives aren't our concerns. Follow orders and win battles; have you forgotten all that?"

"It's not the same."

Killer Demon emphasized.

"Blindly following without knowing anything... forget it, go ask the hacker for help."

He didn't want to dwell on this issue, hoping the invisible game planning team wouldn't pull any harsh tricks.

[Expert: Requesting backup! Requesting backup! Need a few elite hackers for a high-level raid]

[Brother Dao: Who's this? Haven't seen you in days. I thought you quit the game.]

[Brother Ni: I think unless someone's account gets banned on Earth OL, no one would quit this game, right?]

[Brother Dao: That's not for sure. Recently a guy wandered into Big Bird Spinning Bar, disappeared for three days, said he was too freaked out to come back.]

The Big Bird Spinning Bar is one of the few places where even if players were paid to go, they wouldn't.

Not only is it filled with sweaty men, but there are also often state-style "Human Centipede" performances.

State-style... you know what I mean.

Eye-searing, misanthropic, if not for the fact that it's a neutral zone, players would've stormed in with explosives and blown it to kingdom come.

[Brother Ni: It's amazing that anyone dares to enter that archaic forbidden ground. But seriously, where have you been, expert? We didn't see you during the Dog Town raid.]

[Expert: Took a private BOSS mission, went to open a new map, so I haven't dared to post on the forums before.]

[Wildman: ???]

[Truth Department: ???]

[Sword Saint: ???]

This one sentence pulled out a group of lurkers who usually just read and don't talk.

A bunch of people rushed to ask the expert, hoping he'd leak some next-version content, even offering heavy rewards.

But it was no use; the expert couldn't even type the word "Cuba," everything he said came out as "*****" and "beep——."

Lin Miao would never allow insiders to leak information.

Do they really think he's like those game companies, snapping a few private photos, posting them on INS or QQ groups, then using the official account to exclaim,

"Oh my, how could there be leaks? Doesn't anyone fear confidentiality agreements?"

Is it a cheap trick to hype things up?

If the developers truly didn't want something leaked, even a single photo escaping would mean someone is held accountable. Everything is traceable with monitoring.

Plus, the huge Taiping Continent project is still waiting for them to build. How could they let other things distract the players?

In the present, work hard like a beast, so tomorrow is a chance to go abroad on assignment.

But handling it this way naturally left players anxious, scratching their heads, loitering in dozens of posts madly @Shui a lot, but to no avail. Lin Miao wouldn't say a word.

[Potato: Looks like Shui won't crack today]

[Giant: Instead of wasting time @Shui, you might as well come help me. I'm swamped with this beach project here!]

A group of people chattered in the channel, debating where the next version's new map could be, with some lamenting why the expert didn't bring the brothers along to experience the test server.

Nonetheless, the expert quickly readied a team of hacker players.

"It's out."

The Killer Demon indicated.

The micro tracker on the money wasn't an electronic device but radioactive element dust.

Though harmless to the human body and unlikely to affect normal electronic devices, their detector could capture the radioactive source's location and residual radiation.

Moving, it was like a firefly in the night, so bright.

It was a large hovercar, clearly modified, lifting off from the hotel helipad and heading toward the suburbs of Havana.

Like traditional movies' drug lords, they always preferred residing in heavily guarded mansions rather than bustling urban centers, as you never know which building might have a gun aimed at your head.

They grabbed a car from the street, and the expert duo followed the radiation trail south, leading to what should be known as the Havana National Zoological Preserve, one of the few places in Cuba retaining its lush landscapes, even featuring protected animals kept by drug lords.

Nevertheless, this place was packed with guards, patrolling helicopters, and occasionally a few drones flying low.