Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 145 The Highest Courtesy

An hour later, Song Heping was awakened by the alarm clock on time.

I just got up and packed my things when I heard the familiar sound of a helicopter's propeller in the sky.

He looked at his watch.

Not even two hours yet.

It seems that Afanti's actions are faster than expected.

The person who came to pick him up was his old acquaintance Nasin.

After getting off the plane, he rushed up and saluted Song Heping first.

salute?

How fresh!

This is the highest honor a soldier can receive.

I am not a soldier anymore.

"Mr. Song, please get on the plane!"

"what……"

Song Heping wanted to take the bag, but unexpectedly Naxin jumped up and grabbed the bag first.

"I come."

After saying that, he picked up Song Heping's tactical bag and left.

"Uh……"

Nasim has always been very proud.

I've never been so polite to myself.

This time it's really...

The two men got on the helicopter, took off, and turned to fly south.

In less than two hours, the helicopter landed at the military camp where they had met before.

It's daybreak.

Afanti was waiting in person at the tarmac.

When he saw Song Heping, he opened his arms. He shook hands before, but now he hugged him.

"Mr. Avanti, I want to take a shower first."

Song Heping sniffed himself and felt that he was rotten.

Afanti laughed heartily and turned to Nasin and said, "Go, take Mr. Song to the officers' bathing room."

This was the most comfortable bath Song Heping had ever taken.

Although the bathroom in the military camp was not luxurious, it had everything it needed. This was probably the bathroom for senior officers in the camp. There was a large pool covered with mosaic tiles. Shampoo, soap, towels, and even a change of clothes were prepared for Song Heping.

Bathing in Persia is very similar to bathing in Turkey, and in fact, it is similar to the bathhouses in China.

Song Heping lay in the warm pool water and rubbed his whole body, rubbing out two pounds of mud and dirt.

After rubbing, I leaned against the pool and fell asleep comfortably.

It wasn't until Naxin came to wake him up that he realized he had slept for an hour.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Afanti has prepared breakfast and is waiting for you."

"what……"

Song Heping hurriedly scooped up a handful of water, splashed it on his face, then buried his head in the water and soaked it for a while. Then he got up, put on his clothes, and followed Nasin to see Afanasiy.

Breakfast was very rich.

Avanti is very enthusiastic.

The matter is done.

The operation was successful.

The Persians were satisfied.

"Mr. Song, do you mind if I ask which special forces unit you belonged to in China?"

He still couldn't help asking this sensitive question.

Song Heping still smiled but did not answer.

"Mr. Avanti, I think... as a friend, I should also have some little secrets of my own, but what I can tell you is that I have been out of the army for many years."

Afanti was slightly stunned.

He felt that Song Heping misunderstood him.

So he tried to make amends, "It's not that I don't trust you, or have any other suspicions about you. I'm just curious about your superb tactical skills. What kind of army would have a talent like you, and would even allow you to retire from active service?"

Song Heping still gave the same explanation: "It's difficult to be both loyal and filial. This is our ancient saying. I chose to be filial. Besides, there are too many soldiers like me in my motherland..."

Afanti's eyes lit up after hearing this, and after a long while he managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Fortunately, we are not enemies."

Song Heping half-jokingly said, "I'm the boss of a defense company. Even if you're my friend, I still have to charge you. At most, I can give you a discount."

Afanti laughed heartily upon hearing this: "Don't worry, Mr. Song. I've already had the $100 million transferred. I believe it will arrive today."

Song Heping suddenly put down the cake in his hand and said, "Mr. Afanti, can I also ask a sensitive question?"

"Please speak." Afanti seemed very generous.

Song Heping asked, "Who is Hassan? Is he worthy of the SAD personally dispatching the 'Watchmen' squad to hunt him down?"

Afanti pondered for a moment, took a sip of tea, and finally seemed to decide to speak frankly, saying, "Hassan is one of the people who knows where the Shadamu gold is hidden. The US intelligence agency has been searching for this gold, and it is said that dozens of tons are still missing, but no one has found it yet."

"Shadamu plundered a lot of wealth during his reign. After the last Gulf War, he began storing gold, hoarding about 200 tons over the past ten years. The coalition forces have only found a little over 130 tons now. Rumor has it that dozens more tons are missing, having been shipped out of Bakda in batches and transferred elsewhere before the coalition forces arrived."

"The CIA is looking for it. As long as they get this batch of gold, they can keep it for their own expenses without reporting it. As for us..."

As he spoke, he turned the gold ring with a ruby ​​on his hand.

"Gold is very attractive to everyone, including a country, as it is hard currency."

As he spoke, he took off one of the ruby ​​rings and handed it over.

Song Heping was stunned.

He didn't understand what it meant.

Afanti said, "Generally speaking, I rarely give rings to others. In our tradition, rings are a symbol of trust and a token of trust. The ring has my inscription inside. If you take it and show it to the commander of any department in the Persian military, you will be respected."

It turned out to be a token of trust.

Song Heping didn't refuse and reached out to take it.

If you don’t answer it, it would be very impolite and disrespectful.

I am not the kind of cold person who doesn't understand the ways of the world.

After taking it, he put it on his finger.

The middle finger is just right.

"It's beautiful and very suitable."

He complimented.

Avanti said, "It is our Persian ruby, very good."

After a pause, he continued, "If possible, I hope Mr. Song can stay here and give two classes to the officers of our special brigade."

"lecture?"

Song Heping was stunned.

"What's the lesson?"

"Tactics class, tactical thinking class." Afanti said, "Don't worry, I will support you by paying the highest fee for hiring foreign military consultants."

After taking one million US dollars, Song Heping had no intention of charging such a small fee. What he was worried about was not this, but another problem.

"Mr. Avanti, I'd like to ask, can all of your officers here be absolutely trusted?"

"Of course," Afanti said. "I can't guarantee anything about other units, but I don't have any spies under my command. You can be assured of that. Joining the Special Operations Brigade requires a rigorous selection process, including background screening and assessments of three generations of ancestors. Only those with no blemishes can join. Furthermore, their salaries are higher than in any other department, and their families are well taken care of. No one will betray our secrets."

"Oh!"

Song Heping felt a little relieved after hearing this.

Afan asked, "Why? Mr. Song, are you worried that this operation will be leaked?"

Song Heping didn't shy away from it and nodded in agreement, "Yes, I did have that worry. After all, our opponent is SAD."

Afanti said, "Then you can rest assured. So far, the spies we've planted in the other department have reported that they only roughly guessed what we did, but they knew nothing about you and thought it was a mission carried out by our operatives."

Song Heping felt relieved.

So he said, "Okay, I'll teach you two classes here, mainly focusing on the thinking and principles of special forces operations and tactical formulation. But these are all theories. As for how much you can understand and learn, it depends on your own understanding."

"Great!"

Afanasiy raised his teacup.

"That's enough. Thank you very much, my friend. If you need me to do anything for you, you can contact me at any time. The secret email address we set up for you will always be valid."

"cheers."

...Song Heping stayed in the Persian military camp for a whole day.

At ten o'clock in the evening, at Song Heping's request, Song Heping took a helicopter directly back to Yiligo according to the original entry method and route.

The cook came to the desert to greet him personally.

After returning to the oil field, Song Heping and the cook talked in the dormitory until midnight.

Song Heping's main purpose was to understand the company's recent business.

Everything seems to be fine.

The only problem is the arms deal.

Song Heping felt that although the profit was good, he felt somewhat uncomfortable with not receiving a deposit.

This is not how international trade is done.

Who would do anything without a deposit?
But the cook insisted on his own opinion and believed that his friend could be absolutely trusted.

Seeing that he was still so persistent, Song Heping didn't say anything more.

Early the next morning, Ferrari called and said that Afanti's $100 million reward had arrived.

So, Song Heping called over White Bear, Gray Wolf, and Shooter who were participating in the mission.

"The reward for this operation in Turkey Country has arrived."

"arrive!?"

The white bear's eyes suddenly lit up.

Gray Wolf couldn't help but grin.

The hunter was quite calm, with no change in expression.

Song Heping said, "According to the commission regulations, 20% of the task commission will be divided among the members, and the remaining 80% will be deposited into the public account. At the end of the year, dividends will be distributed based on the company's profits. Do you have any objections?"

White Bear was the first to shake his head: "No problem!"

100% of $20 million is $20.

Only four people went on this mission.

That means each person can get a commission of $50,000.

"Boss, you should take more." Gray Wolf said, "We are not in much danger on this mission. The one who is in the most danger and has to work the hardest is you."

The hunter agreed, "Yes, Boss, you should take more."

Several people were convinced by Song Heping.

What's more, this time, Song Heping risked his own life and attracted SAD's pursuit alone. He was indeed the one who contributed the most and took the greatest risk among the four.

In terms of distribution based on work, no one has any objection to him taking more.

"Let's divide it this way for now. Once Ferrari's articles of incorporation are finalized, we'll have a reasonable distribution ratio between shareholders and the legal representative. Everything will be done according to the articles of incorporation. I won't take advantage, nor will I suffer any loss. Don't worry about me. I'm leading this mission, and I have the final say."

After hearing these words, Bai Xiong and the others were convinced.

"Thank you, boss."

“It’s so cool to work with the boss!”

Several people laughed so hard that their teeth were showing.

White Bear said, "Boss, I have a suggestion!"

Song Heping said, "You say."

White Bear said, "We've been making quite a bit of money lately. The chef has just shipped another batch of arms. When the deal is done, our company will have another nearly two million dollars in revenue. By then, our year-end dividends will be quite generous."

Song Heping said, "Don't just focus on the income, you also have to look at the expenses. Our company now has more and more mercenaries. Does it cost money to train them? Do the benefits of the local mercenaries cost money? We can't just make money while others watch us eat the meat while they don't even have the bones to chew. Sooner or later, they will sell us out."

Gray Wolf nodded repeatedly: "Boss is right."

Song Heping said: "Don't worry, all the profits you deserve will be given to you, not a cent less."

Then he turned to Bai Xiong and said, "Bai Xiong, what you just said doesn't mean you're making too much money, right? Just say what you want to say."

White Bear scratched his head and laughed, "The boss is the boss, he's such a good judge of character! Actually, I was thinking, our company has been stabilizing lately, isn't it time to take turns taking vacations? Otherwise, we'll have nowhere to spend our money, sitting around in a godforsaken place like the oil fields all day, with nothing to spend!"

After saying this he looked towards the hunter, as if seeking his support.

The hunter said, "Don't look at me like that. I don't have any women to support."

White Bear said, "Then why are you working so hard to earn so much money? Are you planning to use it to roll candles in church?"

The hunter said, "When I save enough money, I will go back to my hometown and buy a ranch. This is my dream."

"Country bumpkin!" White Bear couldn't help but taunt him, "You don't even have a woman, why did you buy a ranch? You'll be all alone and lonely!"

"Okay, stop talking." Song Heping said, "I understand your suggestion, Bai Xiong. I'll discuss it with the cook and see how many days of vacation time we can give you each month."

Seeing that Song Heping agreed, they were of course happy and chatted for a few more minutes before leaving.

After receiving this compensation from Afanti, Song Heping felt that the pressure on his shoulders was much lighter.

With these $800,000, the company will be able to maintain operations for a period of time. The security fees from Wood Company will soon be received. When there is more money in the account, I will go to Yusuf to get some arms and tinker with them. The profit from arms trading is extremely high. Now that I have Yusuf as a resource, it would be a waste not to do this business.

Song Heping felt that he should find time to go back to Bakda to see the other party, and then organize a dinner together with the friends in the brotherhood to strengthen their relationship.

Places like Yiligo are very particular about social etiquette, which can be seen from the etiquette when they meet.

For example, when you visit Yusuf's family, you cannot rush into the room to talk with them after entering the door. Instead, you must first go to the living room to meet the elders and other family members of the other family, greet them one by one, and give them gifts if they have any. Gifts should be given according to different people. The elderly should be given to the elderly, children should be given to children, and women should be given to women.

If you show proper courtesy like this, the man of the host family will feel honored and will be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort when discussing things.

Thinking of Yusuf, he also remembered the batch of sandalwood in the sawmill, so he quickly called Lao Yao to ask him if he had any needs in this regard.

When the old demon heard about this and asked about the price, he was immediately furious.

"30 dollars per cubic meter?! Are you sure you're not kidding me?"

"That's the price I heard last time." Song Heping said, "If necessary, I can confirm it again."

"Do you know how much more wood costs per cubic meter in China now?" Lao Yao said, "I have some friends who make furniture. For this kind of thing, logs cost at least three thousand dollars per cubic meter. At thirty dollars, it's like giving it away for free!"

Song Heping asked, "There's a batch here in Bakda now. I think the quantity is quite large. An entire factory is full of them. They used to be bought by Shadamu to build a temporary palace, but now that they've fallen, they're just sitting there. The temporary management committee wants to get rid of them. If you're interested, come over and I'll take you to see them."

The old demon said, "I do find it interesting, but I'm afraid it won't be that easy to make."

Song Heping said, "Just take care of the import procedures, and I'll handle the export procedures for you."

The old demon laughed and said, "It's only been a month since we last met, Heping, and your tone has completely changed! Is being a mercenary really that easy? At first, I was worried about your safety, but from the sound of your tone now, you sound so proud!"

Song Heping smiled bitterly in his heart.

I really can't tell the old demon how much money I have earned.

I couldn't even tell him what I had done.

Otherwise it would scare the shit out of him.

"I met some local people here by chance. They are able to help you. If you are interested, come and see the goods."

"Okay!" The old demon gritted his teeth and said, "I don't have that much capital, but if your goods are real, I can bring people over to take a look and make a small profit from the difference..."

The old demon's words made Song Heping feel a little sad.

Although Lao Yao's environment was better than his own, he had returned to China empty-handed after his last business failure, except that he had no debts.

"Come over first, do you have the money for the plane ticket?"

"The airfare is still affordable."

"That's great. Come over first and contact the domestic buyers when it's suitable."

"Okay, then I'll come over and take a look at the goods."

After the matter was settled, the two chatted for a while.

Song Heping asked the old demon what his plans were for the future.

Lao Yao said that he planned to take a break for a while, and if this timber business was successful and he made some money, he would go to Africa.

"Why are you going to Africa?" Song Heping asked.

The old demon said, "I have a relative who owns a gold mine over there. I'd like to go and join him and invest in it."

When Song Heping heard the word "gold mine", his heart skipped a beat.

Is it possible for ordinary people to touch something like a gold mine?
"Old demon, you better be careful. That thing is not something that ordinary people can touch."

"Don't worry." The old demon was very calm: "My relatives know a few local generals over there. I ran into him when he came home to visit his relatives this time, and he even showed me a photo of him and the generals. With the generals protecting him, what is there to be afraid of?!"

Song Heping remained silent.

The old demon is full of confidence now, so let him be.

You can't pour cold water on him at this time.

Early the next morning, Song Heping got up and drove back to Bakda.

All the arms have been bought up by the cook, and now there are not enough shells. I have to go back and meet Yusuf and the brothers in his circle, and buy some cheap arms. Not to mention reselling them, it will also cost a lot to train the two mercenary companies of my company.

Training is a must.

For defense companies, they cannot improve their combat effectiveness without training, and combat effectiveness is their own price. Without combat effectiveness, they cannot sell at a good price.

If you don't become a householder, you don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive.

Only after becoming the boss of a defense company did Song Heping realize how expensive it was to maintain a mercenary team! Every day when he opened his eyes, he saw expenses!
　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)