Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 150: Dollars or Bullets

"Why are you still here?"

Song Heping suddenly remembered something.

"Where are the injured? Why don't you send them to the city hospital?"

"This……"

Samir just remembered this.

"No... Boss, didn't you ask me to be your translator here?"

"Yeah, then you should arrange for someone else to go too. Does being your translator hinder you from sending someone to take the injured to the hospital?"

"..."

Samir was speechless.

The boss is really hard to please.

He hurried to arrange for people to deal with the wounded and the bodies.

At this time, the people who collected the bodies of militants around the water supply station came back, bringing back a large number of individual weapons, most of which were AK series, and there was nothing surprising.

What seems okay is that there are three broken trucks and six pickup trucks. It would be nice to confiscate these things and use them as company property to transport supplies, which would save a lot of money.

But no matter what, the collected weapons are still useful. You can store them in a room to build a gun and ammunition depot. In case the water supply station encounters a high-intensity attack, there will be sufficient weapons and ammunition to fight against the enemy until reinforcements arrive.

Song Heping did not trust the coalition forces.

Although Colonel Curtis told him that if anything happened he could call the coalition forces and get air support.

But after being here for so long, Song Heping has never received any support from the coalition forces.

Many times the US military arrives only after the war is over and the matter has been resolved.

Those soldiers are already exhausted physically and mentally from daily firefights with militants, so how much energy do they have left to care about the messy affairs of private defense companies?
It is better to rely on the sky than on yourself.

This is Song Heping's principle of doing things.

"Boss, what should we do with these people?"

Seeing that the interrogation was over, Bai Xiong came over and asked how to deal with the captured militants.

Normally, armed personnel captured by private defense companies are handed over to the interim government, which is the local police station.

At present, administrative agencies at all levels in Irigaray are gradually resuming operations, and there are police stations in most places.

If the armed leader is more sensitive, he will be handed over directly to the UN Security Council or the US military for disposal.

Song Heping thought for a moment and said, "Leave one person behind. Take the rest to the room, tie them up tightly, and assign two people to guard them."

"Which one to keep?"

"Keep the thin one."

"no problem!"

Bai Xiong's impatience has its advantages. He is very efficient and immediately takes people to tie the man up like a dumpling and locks him up in a small building.

Samir asked Song Heping: "Boss, why did you keep this skinny guy?"

"Let him be our guide," Song Heping said. "The address he just mentioned seems to be in town."

Samir said, "Yes, it's a nearby town called Ghayla."

"It's quite interesting," Song Heping said. "At first I thought their lair would be in the mountains or in the desert."

Samira said: "Hiding in a town has its advantages. If you hide your gun, you are a civilian. If you pick up a gun, you are a soldier."

"The great hide in the city..." Song Heping murmured to himself, and couldn't help thinking that if this was the case, it would pose a great threat to the future security of the water supply station.

They are hiding in nearby towns, so even if we want to find them, take revenge on them, or eliminate them, it may not be that easy.

This is why the US military has not been able to fully control the northern region for several months.

If a regular military force invades a country and wants to control other people's land, it is not difficult to deal with a formal national defense force. It all depends on the military strength.

Dealing with guerrilla forces and resistance organizations is a completely different matter. The difficulty lies in how you distinguish between civilians and militants.

I have now taken on the security order for the water supply station, and my goal is to ensure that no militants around dare to attack me.

The best way is to do what we did before at the Hassan oil field: win over those who can be won over, such as the Mahdi Army; and eliminate those who cannot be won over, such as the Free Army.

The same thing happens here.

The reason why the first two PMC companies could not continue was because they were in the open and the enemy was in the dark. Defending the water station could repel one attack, but what about two, three, or four times?

Endless attacks will make people exhausted and gradually consume their strength. Ultimately, in military science, this is a question of initiative.

Who holds the initiative on the battlefield?

If you continue to be in the hands of your opponent, you will die sooner or later.

We must seize opportunities and take the initiative.

This is the combat principle Song Heping learned in the army.

Therefore, tonight he planned to seize the opportunity and take the initiative.

Especially since we heard that this Salafi's base is in the town of Gela, we have to eliminate him. If we don't take action tonight, who knows where this organization's base will move to tomorrow.

The militants' lair is definitely not fixed.

According to the principles of guerrilla warfare, you must constantly change your location to prevent your opponent from tracking your whereabouts.

Now all the militants who attacked the water station are finished. If they are unaware that something has happened in their lair, this is a good opportunity to wipe them out.

"Ask Thin Man if they sent word of their defeat while they were fleeing?"

After hearing what Song Heping said, Samir seemed to realize what his boss was going to do next.

His heart skipped a beat.

I thought the boss was really brave.

Not to mention the mercenary companies in the Green Zone, even when the ICDC or ISF forces were attacked, they would not immediately destroy the enemy. They would often study for a long time and confirm various arrangements before taking action.

How nice to be your own boss.

He just arrived today, and if someone messes with him once, he'll immediately go to their house and take them down...

Really irritable enough.

Samir asked the thin man, "After your failure just now, did anyone report the news back to Gela Town?"

The thin man shook his head: "I don't know, but our radio was in the car, and you caught us before we even got back to the car."

Samir informed Song Heping of the thin man's answer.

Song Heping walked to the car driven by the militants, checked inside and found that it was just as the thin man said.

Come to think of it, this makes sense.

Most of these armed organizations do not have very advanced communication equipment. It is impossible for them to have squad-level radios like PMC companies and establish a complete set of communication channels. Only two of all the cars have radios, and not everyone has a mobile phone, so they may not be able to send the message back.

After considering all factors, Song Heping decided to strike while the iron was hot and seize this opportunity to launch a thorough counterattack.

"Go ask him if he wants to live," Song Heping said. "If you lead the way for us, let's go to their headquarters in Gaila Town right now. I'll release him and give him $2000."

Samir translated the words to the thin man.

The thin man was a little hesitant after hearing the first half, but when he heard that there was a $2000 reward, a light flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, Samir said to him again: "If you don't agree, you have seen what our boss did just now. I'm afraid you won't survive."

The thin man was shocked after hearing this.

Just now, he really saw Song Heping kill his boss directly.

The method was quick and decisive, without any hesitation. Shoot when he said shoot, kill when he said die.

Thinking of this, I felt a chill coming from the soles of my feet and trying to move upwards.

"Is there really $2000?"

The thin man asked timidly.

After Samir translated, Song Heping felt around in his pockets, took out all the green bills, counted them, and found only a little over a thousand dollars.

So he called White Bear and the hunters.

After a few people came over, Song Heping asked them if they had any US dollars in cash.

Bai Xiong asked Song Heping: "Boss, how much do you want?"

Song Heping said, "One thousand dollars is enough."

White Bear rummaged through the glove pockets on his tactical vest until he pulled out a roll of dollars.

"Fuck, you carry so many dollars on you?"

Song Heping saw that the roll of green bills was worth about 5000 US dollars.

As Bai Xiong counted the money, he said, "I've made a lot of money recently, but I have nowhere to spend it. This money is lying in my account. How boring would it be if I don't take some out and put it on my body? It would be nice to smell it..."

As he said that, he handed over a thousand dollars.

Song Heping took it and said, "Remember I owe you one thousand dollars."

"It's okay." White Bear said, "It's okay if you don't return it."

Song Heping smiled, took the roll of US dollars and walked up to the thin man, then pulled out his pistol. Then he stretched out his two hands in front of the thin man and said to Samir, "Tell him which hand you want?"

Samir translated it with a lot of chatter.

After hearing this, the thin man stretched his head forward and almost put his mouth on the roll of US dollars like a dog grabbing food.

"I want this, I want this!"

There was no hesitation in his attitude.

Song Heping said, "Samir, take a map and mark his location. Mark out their headquarters and sentry posts. Take us there and let him go as soon as we're done."

After saying that, he stuffed the roll of green bills into the thin man's pocket and patted it heavily.

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)