"No, it's over. The operation has failed."
Rum finished his Rum, grabbed the Yamazaki whiskey, poured himself a full glass, and took a swig.
"To completely destroy the urban circle and prevent it from becoming Takamanohara's frontline supply base in the Americas, one dirty bomb is not enough. That was only the contingency plan as a last resort, and there are dozens of similar operational teams.
If we had followed the original plan to the letter, by now, Panama would have turned into a sea of fire, a Human Purgatory. But you've seen it; nothing happened. Those Ninjas struck first and wiped out the entire local bureau, so the betrayal from the higher-ups is an undeniable fact. Takamanohara knew everything about our operation."
"The war in Panama… is over."
Tequila stared coldly at the woman across from him and added slowly,
