Getting A System In A Modern World

307  Vs Black Hand (V)

Silas sat in the command chair of his underground facility's central control room, surrounded by the glow of holographic displays.

"Luna,bring up the full report on the Black Hand," Silas said as he continued to study the holographic screen in front of him.

Immediately, an holographic screen with what looks like a sprawling web of data materialized in the air before him.

Lines crisscrossed a globe, connecting corporations, individuals, and secret organizations.

Names, faces, and corporate logos appeared, each representing a piece of the Black Hand's vast network.

Silas leaned forward, his eyes scanning the intricate web.

"This is more extensive than I expected," Silas muttered, his fingers brushing against a floating display. "They're really embedded everywhere."

{Indeed. The Black Hand's influence spans industries, governments, and intelligence agencies.

They control key sectors of the global economy—energy, technology, pharmaceuticals, defense—and maintain a network of operatives capable of destabilizing entire regions. It would be a very simple thing for them to start that war.}

Silas's jaw tightened. The Black Hand wasn't just a threat—they were a global menace. But this wasn't the first time he had faced a seemingly insurmountable opponent.

He has been building himself on dismantling power structures in Venezuela that believed themselves untouchable. The Black Hand was though different as it's world level organisation, but they would be no different.

"Let's focus on their financial infrastructure," Silas ordered.

"How do they sustain this level of operation?"

Luna adjusted the display. A new web appeared, this one centered on banking institutions, more offshore accounts different from those that has already been exposed, and even more shell corporations.

{The Black Hand's primary funding comes from a combination of corporate profits, illegal arms trade, and money laundering through untraceable financial systems. Their liquidity is vast but not invulnerable. A targeted attack on their finances would destabilize their operations.}

Silas's lips curled into a cold smile. "Good. Let's start there."

---

As Silas studied the data, he began to see patterns—weaknesses hidden beneath layers of secrecy.

Several corporations under the Black Hand's control had publicly traded stocks, their values bolstered by decades of manipulation and strategic acquisitions.

These were legitimate businesses on the surface, but behind closed doors, they funneled resources into the Black Hand's global agenda.

They were not like the shell companies that Silas has already exposed but these companies are actual companies, with some of them being well-known in their regions.

"They think they're untouchable because their power is spread so thin," Silas murmured. "But that just makes it easier for me to pick them apart."

{Would you like me to initiate a financial attack?} Luna inquired, her tone

"Not yet," Silas said, raising a hand. "First, we need to infiltrate their decision-making processes. If we control enough voting shares, we control the companies. Once we're inside, we'll bleed them dry."

{Understood, master. Shall I prepare the market algorithms?}

"Yes, and make sure the acquisitions are subtle at first. We'll operate through shell accounts and intermediaries. I don't want them noticing until it's too late."

As Luna set the plan into motion, Silas leaned back in his chair, his mind racing. This wasn't just about money—it was about power.

By infiltrating the Black Hand's financial infrastructure, he could sever their lifelines and destabilize their influence across multiple industries.

The organization is able to do everything they are doing because they have money, influence and manpower. Without these three, the organization will begin to crumble and that is exactly what Silas went to see.

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Few minutes later, Luna's voice broke the silence.

{Master, we've identified key shareholders in Black Hand-affiliated companies. Many of them are institutional investors, but there are private stakeholders as well. Would you like me to make contact?}

"Just as we did before, offer them twice the premium price or enough to tempt them to sell their shares," Silas instructed.

"Even the most loyal investors will sell if the offer is good enough. Prioritize those with voting rights—we need leverage."

{Understood. The transactions will be executed through proxy accounts. It should take a couple of hours before I'm done buying up enough stocks.}

Satisfied, Silas turned his attention to the larger picture. The Black Hand wasn't just a network of corporations—it was a machine fueled by greed, corruption, and fear.

To dismantle it, he would need to strike at every level, from the boardrooms to the battlefields.

"Luna," Silas said, his voice sharp. "What's the status of their intelligence network?"

{The Black Hand employs a mix of rogue agents, mercenaries, and cyber operatives. Their primary hub for intelligence operations is located in Zurich, disguised as a private consultancy firm.}

Silas's eyes narrowed. "Good. Once we've destabilized their finances, we'll move on to their intelligence network. Without information, they'll be blind."

---

As the financial operations progressed, Luna detected signs of movement within the Black Hand.

{Master, my analysis indicates that the Black Hand is aware of unusual activity in their stock values. They are likely investigating.}

Silas smirked. "Let them. By the time they figure it out, we'll already have what we need."

He stood from his chair and paced the room, his mind racing with possibilities. The Black Hand would not go down without a fight.

That was extremely impossible as they had the resources and the ruthlessness to counterattack. But Silas thrived in conflict. He welcomed the challenge.

Even though he has been the one winning the battle so far, Silas knew that he has no right to be complacent.

"Luna, redirect their attention," Silas said. "Leak false intelligence suggesting that one of their subsidiaries is under investigation by international regulators. That should keep them busy."

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Hours later, Luna delivered the results of the financial operation. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

{Master, we have acquired controlling shares in five major Black Hand-affiliated companies. These holdings grant us very significant influence over their decision-making processes.}

"Excellent," Silas said, a cold satisfaction in his voice. "Now, we make our next move."

Using his newfound influence, Silas ordered the immediate sale of shares across multiple markets, triggering a chain reaction.

Stock values plummeted as investors panicked, wiping billions off the market in a matter of hours. The Black Hand's financial empire began to crumble, its once-stable foundations shaken to their core.

News outlets erupted with reports of a sudden market crash, speculating on its causes. Behind the scenes, the Black Hand scrambled to contain the damage, unaware that Silas was the architect of their downfall.

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As the financial chaos unfolded, Silas shifted his focus to the psychological aspect of his campaign.

Luna provided him with profiles on key Black Hand members—CEOs, government officials, and intelligence operatives. Each had vulnerabilities, secrets they thought were buried.

"Start with their leaders," Silas said. "Expose their weaknesses. Make them question each other's loyalty."

{I will disseminate the information through secure channels, ensuring plausible deniability.}

The leaks began as whispers in the dark. Rumors of embezzlement, corruption, and betrayal.

And eithin days, Silas knew that those whispers would grew into a cacophony, spreading paranoia throughout the Black Hand's ranks.

Board members accused each other of treachery, while operatives hesitated to follow orders, fearing they were walking into traps.

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By the end of the day, the Black Hand was reeling. Their financial losses were staggering, their internal cohesion fractured. Silas watched it all unfold from his command center, a faint smile on his lips.

"This is just the beginning," he said, his voice low but resolute. "They've spent years building their empire, and I'll tear it down in weeks."

Luna's voice interrupted his thoughts. {Master, my projections indicate that the Black Hand's ability to fund operations has been reduced by 30%. If we continue at this pace, their financial network will collapse within the month.}

"Good," Silas said. "Prepare the next phase. We're not just going to dismantle them—we're going to make them wish they'd never crossed me."

As he spoke, the holographic displays around him shifted, revealing the next targets in his campaign.

Silas's gaze hardened. The Black Hand had underestimated him, and now, they would face the full force of his wrath.

First thing first, I want to say thank you to everyone that has read this book. Take your continuous support since the book was created till now. I really appreciate it.

A lot of things has happened in the space of two months, with everything being my fault and I've made a decision to give this book a rushed ending as I no longer see any reason to continue writing it. I don't even know if you all like it. 

I know that the quality has dropped drastically after it hit 100 chapters. I've read the book and I know where the issues are from. With this knowledge, I will do my outmost best not to repeat the same mistake again in my next book.

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