"Micheal, have the diversions team get into place. I'll meet up with the strike team in fifteen. Do you have a visual on the transport caravan?" I, Leleouche Lamparouge, made this call while on my way to the designated rendezvous point where I had my men stationed. I got to this point after I had made an excuse to leave the student council meeting under the pretense of finding doctors to look after those who lapsed in coma. I'd send some proxies from a hospital I had some family acquaintances with. They should be enough to handle the situation.
"We're positioned at way-point five and we have our scouting division maintaining visual. They should be arriving at our planned destination in an hour's time." Micheal Lukespoke over the intercom. "The caravan has five armored trucks and two escorts each. This doesn't exactly seem important enough to warrant such security."
"Good point, " I started, "however that doesn't change the operation. Our main objective is acquiring the shipment of silicon wafers."
"You've nothing to gain if we screw this up. You know that. You also know that my observations and conjectures carry some weight."
"I'm confident and competent enough to see that this plan works. If you have better tactics tell me."
" We see how the caravans react to a smoke screen. But instead we get a second team to divert them a second time to thin out their numbers. Their reactions would tell us if they had something that they prioritize within the shipment. If so we move the strike team to go after this truck."
" You're saying this would mean that the real shipment of silicon would go through."
"Even so, this may be a bigger dent into their operations than the silicon. There's no way you could pursue two of the cars-trucks and you're key to making this work. You have to make the decision to stick to gnawing away slowly at their infrastructure or take the gamble and go for the choice that gets you the leverage you need to topple their system."
"I don't gamble. I make informed decisions. If I don't have control over the situation I'd make it so the requirements of success are in place. Hold on a minute while I make the preparations" I looked at the gps and formulated a route that would allow me to meet up with two of their vans in succession. I send a text to a subdivision gang leader to get his men to slow down the third. "I'm sending you the routes you're going to have to travel for this to work. I send another team for you. Coordinate with them to stall the third truck until I get through the first two."
"I'm glad you're seeing things from a larger perspective." Micheal relayed. "You've the collected decisiveness needed to lead this group to the cause's culmination."
The possibility of a bigger payoff may be exactly what I need to go to the next stage and disassemble father's hold on this country.