Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 117 The Man with the Ruby Ring

In the vast darkness, the lonely off-road vehicle moves forward alone.

Song Heping was the only one in the car.

He stared at the GPS locator hanging on the dashboard, correcting his direction at all times.

He was no stranger to this feeling of loneliness.

He is especially at ease in darkness.

The road was not easy to travel on. Because he was not familiar with the road conditions, Song Heping had to stop the car several times to find a passage for his off-road vehicle to pass through.

However, Song Heping, who has rich experience in survival in the wild, arrived at the designated meeting place early.

After parking the car, he did not get out immediately. Instead, he used night vision equipment and binoculars to observe the surroundings in the car.

It was obvious that he was early.

Nasim hasn't arrived yet.

He suddenly noticed something approaching slowly at his feet.

Looking down, I saw it was a desert scorpion.

Song Heping stepped on it and crushed it to pieces.

This thing is very common in the desert.

But if you see it, you usually have to deal with it.

Because you never know when it will crawl up your trouser leg and bite you.

Some scorpions are not lethal, but some are.

For example, the scorpions here are deadly.

When I was doing business in the Green Zone before, I saw an American soldier being sent back by helicopter. He said he was bitten by a scorpion and needed first aid or he would die.

"It's a pity that we can't make a fire..."

Song Heping felt a little regretful.

Scorpions are a good source of protein.

A holy item for survival.

In the past, if we caught one in the wild, we would kill it and roast it. It was crispy and tasted great.

Just as Song Heping was feeling sorry for the scorpion, he suddenly heard a strange sound.

The sound came from the sky.

Look up.

Damn it!
He was startled.

A dark shadow appeared in the distant sky.

Under the moonlight, it was clearly a helicopter.

"Whose helicopter!?"

Out of instinct, Song Heping immediately ran to the side and hid behind a sand dune.

The helicopter is getting closer.

He finally saw clearly that it was not a US military helicopter.

Americans usually use Black Hawk helicopters or Chinooks.

Or an Apache attack helicopter.

This one is definitely not one of the above three.

Originally, Song Heping thought he could hide and wait for it to fly past before coming out, but he didn't expect that the helicopter would actually start hovering not far from his off-road vehicle and then slowly descend.

"Oops……"

Only then did Song Heping remember that his off-road vehicle was a huge one and had no disguise.

But who would have thought that a helicopter would appear in such a remote place?

It is less than five kilometers away from the mountains.

Beyond that mountain lies Persia.

Yiligo is currently in chaos and the border has long been unguarded.

Especially in the northern mountainous areas, various armed groups and Kurds are active.

The US military's energy is concentrated in big cities such as Mosul, Tikrit and Haditha, and they have no energy to patrol here.

The helicopter landed on the ground.

One person got off the plane.

Song Heping took a look and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's Nasim!
He emerged from behind the sand dunes and shouted to Nasin from a distance, "What a big scene! How dare you fly a helicopter here?"

Naxin also saw Song Heping.

But I was still a little shocked when I saw that he was alone.

"Are you alone?"

"Yes." Song Heping said, "Where is your superior?"

Nasim pointed at the plane and said, "Get on the plane, I'll take you to see him."

Song Heping asked, "What do you mean?"

"It's meaningless," Nasin said. "The meeting place is not here, this is the rendezvous point. My superiors will not leave their own country to meet here with you. We are not as stupid as the Kurds."

Nasin was obviously referring to the last time Les was sniped when he met the Colds.

It seems that this incident has a significant impact.

The armed groups along the border probably all know about it.

"What?" Seeing that Song Heping didn't answer immediately, Naxin showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Isn't it very bold? He doesn't even dare to get on our helicopter?"

Song Heping said, "Go ahead. I dare to come alone. Am I afraid that you will take me to your Persian country to meet your superiors?"

He guessed that the boss of Nasin he was going to meet this time must not be an ordinary minor official.

Otherwise, why wouldn’t they dare to cross the border?

They are definitely afraid of any accidents and will not allow any accidents to happen.

Otherwise, there would be no need to mobilize a helicopter to pick you up across the border.

Anyone who could casually arrange a helicopter for a meeting is not an ordinary Persian military personnel.

Naseen is an officer in the special operations unit of the Revolutionary Guard.

His boss...

Could it be the commander in charge of special operations?
"Come on, I'll take you flying."

Nasin waved his hand and pointed at the helicopter.

Song Heping didn't bother to talk to him any more. If he hesitated for even a moment, the Persian man in front of him would probably laugh at him for being timid.

Only when he got closer to the helicopter did Song Heping see it clearly.

It turned out to be an American-made helicopter.

Song Heping recognized the model: it was Bell's Model 212 general-purpose helicopter, an outdated model that had been put into production in 68.

In fact, it is a dual-use version of the UH-1 military helicopter. The US military no longer uses this type of helicopter. Most of them are used by some oil companies as a means of transportation for drilling platforms.

If Nasin's guess is correct, this Bell-212 should have been purchased from Bell during the Pahlavi dynasty. At that time, the Persians and Americans were on the same page, but later they had a falling out.

Because of this history, Song Heping was a little uneasy sitting there.

This helicopter was purchased at least in the 1970s, so it has been more than 20 years now. After the Persians fell out with the Americans, they certainly cannot buy spare parts.

After so many years, there must be some parts of this plane that have been damaged, right?

What if it breaks?

Do you want to repair it yourself?
"Why do you look a little uneasy?" Nasin noticed that Song Heping was sitting in the cabin looking left and right, then looking at the ground, appearing a little uneasy.

"Are you worried that this helicopter will fall? Don't worry, the pilot is the best and very experienced!"

He burst out laughing.

Song Heping also sneered and said, "I am not calm. It's not that I don't trust your pilots, but I don't have confidence in your planes."

Finally, he asked Naxin: "Are we going to your territory?"

"Yes," Nasin said. "We have a camp on the border. We'll meet there tonight."

Song Heping asked, "What is the rank of your superior?"

Nasin shook his head, obviously not wanting to answer: "Don't ask, I won't tell you even if you ask!"

It's mysterious again.

Song Heping became more and more interested in the mysterious boss he was about to meet.

Fortunately, the plane started to descend after flying for only more than 30 minutes.

This means that we are not far from the actual meeting place.

With the help of night vision goggles, Song Heping saw a valley appearing in front of him, and a camp appeared in the valley.

Judging from the style and distribution of the buildings, it is definitely a military camp, and it must be a camp for combat troops.

Because the arrangement and structure of military camp buildings have unique requirements, combat camps around the world are no exception.

For example, the buildings in combat camps are generally not too tall. A five- or six-story building is considered the ceiling, and most of them are only two or three stories high or even one story high, which makes it easier for soldiers to assemble quickly.

Moreover, there must be enough distance between the buildings in the military camp, and they will not be too close to each other. There will be enough open space in the military camp for assembling equipment.

The buildings in this valley all fit this description.

The helicopter quickly landed on the open space of the military camp, and more than 20 soldiers armed with live ammunition surrounded it.

Song Heping glanced at these people.

Judging from their aura, they were all elite soldiers, and judging from their formation, they were well-trained, surrounding themselves and the helicopter.

After getting off the plane, Nahin said, "Follow me."

After saying that, he led the way.

Song Heping followed.

The soldiers immediately divided into two columns, flanking Song Heping on the left and right, looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

When they reached a one-story building, Nasin stopped. He glanced at the pistol on Song Heping's waist and said, "You have to hand this over and submit to a body search."

Song Heping jokingly asked, "Is this how you Persians entertain guests?"

Nasim immediately felt embarrassed.

indeed.

Song Heping arrived at his own territory alone. There were at least hundreds of people in this camp, but they still had to search their bodies.

It's indeed a bit exaggerated.

"Search." Song Heping stretched out his arms. "I won't make it difficult for you. After the search, take me to see your big shot."

Naxin's heart was slightly shocked, wondering how he knew that the person he was going to meet was an important person?

But he refrained from asking.

After all, asking is equivalent to tacit consent.

After searching Song Heping and taking away all of his weapons and ammunition, Nasin brought Song Heping into the house.

There are two doors into the house.

It is also heavily guarded.

On the way, Song Heping began to have doubts in his heart.

It doesn’t make sense!

I am the owner of a small defense company.

Isn’t it just guarding two oil fields?

If they wanted to make peace, there was no need to mobilize so many troops to bring himself to Persia and meet a high-ranking officer of the Persian special forces who seemed to be of a high rank.

As for what?
He had more and more questions in his mind.

But I know there will be no answer even if I ask.

Then we'll just have to take it one step at a time.

Judging from the current situation, he is absolutely safe. At least Nasin and his superiors don't want to do anything to him.

This is certain.

After passing through two iron doors, I entered the inner room.

Inside, it was a different scene.

Compared with the plain and simple outside, the furnishings in this inner room are simple, but when Song Heping stepped on the red Persian carpet on the ground, he knew that this pure wool carpet was a high-end product.

I run a business here, so I know a little bit about carpets.

Softer means the wool is higher quality, possibly even cashmere.

The thicker the carpet, the more material it uses and the more expensive it is.

Sitting on the carpet was a man in his late fifties wearing a khaki jacket, with a crew cut and the common beard here.

The most eye-catching thing was the several rings on his hands, one of which was inlaid with a huge ruby.

Rubies are a specialty of Persia.

It is also one of the best rubies on the blue planet.

The man sat cross-legged on the carpet, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, and was chanting scriptures in a low voice, as if he was praying.

"Avanti."

Nasim stepped forward and lowered his voice respectfully.

"he came."

Avanti?
Song Heping was slightly shocked.