Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 155: Give Fortune or Give Death

Song Heping was shocked by the words of the clan leader Haimur.

In Song Heping's opinion, as a former dictator, all the gold in Irigoe belongs to Shadamu personally. After the first Gulf War, due to sanctions, Shadamu has been increasing his gold reserves, so he has more than 100 tons of gold.

But isn't it a joke to say that he doesn't know where his gold is?
Recently, Shadamu was captured by the US military. Song Heping thought that they would get the gold soon, but unexpectedly, the old man in front of him said that even Shadamu himself didn't know the location of the gold.

In this case, the Persians spent $100 million to hire themselves to capture Hassan, and the Americans went to great lengths to capture Shadamir, but in the end, wasn't it all in vain?

Seeing Song Heping's confusion, Haimur asked, "Are you surprised?"

Song Heping admitted: "I was indeed surprised."

"The Americans have only found a few dozen tons of gold so far, but Shadamur actually has a total of 180 tons of gold, and he knows where to hide only about 130 tons of it. Shadamur himself doesn't even know where to hide the remaining 50 tons," Haimur said.

"Before the US military invaded, Shadamu knew he couldn't resist, so he gave the gold to different confidants to hide in different places. Some of it was hidden in his own palace, some was hidden in various places in Irigo, and 50 tons of it was given to his confidant Hassan to deal with. This part of the gold was used to fund the formation of the resistance army."

"And before leaving Bakda, he withdrew $1 billion in cash from the bank. Gold seems to be a good store of value, but it's actually very inconvenient to use. It's even worse than US dollars, isn't it?"

Song Heping nodded repeatedly.

The old man has a point.

But he still couldn't believe that Shadamu himself didn't know where all the gold was hidden.

But one thing surprised him, the name Hassan was correct.

This gave the old clan leader Haimur's words more credibility.

The fact that he could mention the name Hassan meant that what he said was not groundless and he was one of the people who knew the inside story.

"So Hassan knows the whereabouts of the gold?"

Song Heping deliberately tested.

"No no no."

Haimur shook his head and said, "He knew at first, but then he lost consciousness. He was already on the American wanted list, and all intelligence agencies were tracking him. It was only a matter of time before he was caught. So, he gave the gold to someone he trusted very much."

Song Heping chewed over the old clan leader's words carefully.

In other words, Afanasiy asked himself to capture Hassan, but he caught nothing?

That one million dollars was just spent in vain?
Song Heping suddenly felt extremely funny, as if he had just watched a black comedy. "You're not going to tell me that you are that person, are you?"

"No," Haimur said, "of course it's not me, otherwise I wouldn't have invited you here. But I know this person, and I know who he is."

There is too much information contained in Haimur's words.

gold.

Everyone wants it.

But Song Heping knows another truth better - if you have the life to earn it, you must have the life to spend it.

He wanted it, but was afraid of getting burned.

Figuring out the truth in Haimur's words is secondary.

After all, Iriga has its own national conditions.

"Tell me about your conditions. I don't believe you will give me wealth like this."

Song Heping simply went straight to the point.

Haimur said, "I can tell you where the gold is. Once you get it, I will provide you with all the conveniences and assistance you need. The price you have to pay is that you get the gold and are responsible for selling it. I want half of the money you get."

Song Heping thought for a moment and said, "I'm curious how you think I'm able to sell the gold. If this batch of gold is really fifty tons as you said, selling fifty tons of gold... would cause some turmoil in the international market and would definitely attract attention. This doesn't even include how I'm going to sell it. I'm afraid there aren't many people on the black market who can come up with that much money."

"You can sell it to the Persians." A cunning smile appeared at the corner of Haimur's mouth.

Persia…

It has to be said that this sentence caused a huge wave in Song Heping's heart.

Does he know the relationship between him and Afanasiy?

Could it be that he knew about what happened in Turkey Country before?

In any case, that matter cannot be admitted.

Because admitting it means death.

Even if the old man in front of him had no bad intentions, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't leak it out.

"I'm not familiar with Persians."

Song Heping answered Haimur in a nonchalant manner, then continued to drink his tea slowly.

"Don't lie to me. I've lived long enough to see through some things," Haimur said. "You have two of the largest oil well contracts in the northern border region. No one could guarantee security there before. And yet, within a month of your arrival, you've already taken down the Free Army headquarters. Your methods are exactly the same as what you did last night. But you were able to take down the Free Army headquarters with the assistance of the Madih Army, and the Madih Army is backed by the Persians. You can't hide that."

Seeing that Song Heping remained calm, Haimur continued, "Before you attacked the Free Army headquarters, the Madih Army carried out a large-scale military mobilization, creating friction on the border between them and the Free Army. They deliberately mobilized the Free Army's troop deployment. Once they had all their troops transferred to the western border, you launched a surprise attack that night. This tactical arrangement was not based on your intuition, but on your confidence and intelligence. It was very accurate and reliable intelligence."

He picked up the teapot and added some tea to Song Heping.

Then he continued, "Although I am old and my eyesight is blurry, my heart is not blind. The Ijibai tribe has been able to survive in the northwest of Irigo for thousands of years. Do you think you can do it without a certain foundation of strength? Young man, it is better to be honest in front of the old man."

In fact, when he mentioned the confrontation with the Free Army, Song Heping felt relieved.

Because Haimur obviously didn't know about the deal between him and Avanti, another deal, the deal about gold.

That would be all. He could easily shirk the Freedom Army issue.

Even if the CIA knew about it, it wouldn't be a big deal and it wouldn't be fatal.

As long as the incident in Turkey is not leaked, both he and the company will be safe.

But he still had to pretend to be surprised, so he put down his teacup and said in a shocked manner, "It seems that I have underestimated you, old patriarch. I thought you were in charge of your own little piece of land in this village, but I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable that nothing can escape your eyes."

After a pause, he pretended to have made a difficult decision after a fierce ideological struggle and said, "Okay, I admit that I have some connections with the Madih Army. As you said, they have connections with the Persians. I eliminated the Free Army only for my own safety. Because of this incident, I had some dealings with the Madih Army. So, you can say that I also have some dealings with the Persians."

Haimur smiled with satisfaction.

There was a glimmer of victory in his eyes.

Overwhelming the opponent and defeating the opponent is also a proud thing for a leader who thinks highly of himself.

"Very good, in that case, it seems our deal is feasible," Haimur said. "Then, are you willing to cooperate with me? Let's share that batch of gold. I'll give you Alibaba's treasure, and all you'll give me is some arms and my share of the profits."

Song Heping said, "There's something I want to ask before deciding whether to cooperate with you."

Haimur raised his hand and said, "You go."

Song Heping asked, "Since you know the whereabouts of the gold, why are you looking for my cooperation? Why don't you just contact the Americans directly? Or why don't you just go and get it?"

Haimur shook his head. "No, neither option is feasible. The gold is guarded by a group of elite suicide squads. Even if I could endure heavy casualties and go get it, I wouldn't be able to sell it. If I go to the US military, how much do you think they'll pay me? Will they give me half or just take it all?"

You know what, what the old man said really makes sense.

"Just because you come to me, you think I can definitely get it and sell it?" Song Heping asked back.

"If you can get in touch with the Persians, they will be able to help you digest it," said Haymur.

"I'm curious, why did you hire a mercenary like me to do this?" Song Heping asked. "Our company's capabilities are not outstanding."

Haymur said, "If I look for Black Water, do you think they will swallow the whole shipment of gold?"

Song Heping thought about it and smiled.

Ultimately, cooperation is about finding partners of equal strength.

The partner is too powerful, so even if the project is successful, it is not yours in the end.

The old man is indeed a wise man.

The reason they came to me was, firstly, because they were impressed by my direct destruction of the headquarters of the Salafi armed organization; secondly, with a small company like mine, it would be difficult to get rid of him even if he really got the gold in the future, so this made him feel more at ease; and also, he was attracted by the relationship between me and the Persians.

Sure enough, the fame I gained in Yiligo in the past two months has worked.

Otherwise, the old man would never choose to cooperate with me on this big thing.

At the same time, Song Heping was calculating an arithmetic problem in his mind.

If it is really fifty tons, it means fifty thousand kilograms, more than one million and seven hundred thousand ounces.

After the Erigos War, the price of gold soared and is now around $400 an ounce.

This means that according to normal valuation, the market value of these 7 tons of gold is approximately US$ million.

$7 million…

Even if it's cut in half, it's still $3.5 million.

My mother!
Sent!

Just this big meal last night is enough to make the company's shareholders financially free!

Song Heping felt the temperature in his head rising.

You know, there is nothing more tempting than gold in the world.

But he quickly calmed down.

This arithmetic problem looks beautiful, but not only is the actual operation risky, but just getting rid of it is extremely difficult.

What's more, 50 tons of gold is not 50 tons of sand, and it has to be transported to Persia after it is obtained.

It is nearly 250 kilometers from here to the Persian border.

How to keep it confidential and ensure safety during the process?

I can receive the news, but what about the CIA?
Are they targeting?
What about the Persians?

What about Afanti?

Is this old man in front of me bringing me wealth or death?
This must be thought through clearly.

Whenever big things happen, you need to be calm.

There are so many issues to consider.

"I'm very interested in your plan, but I have to think it over carefully," Song Heping said. "I need time to think about it before I can give you an answer."

Haimur said, "I'm seeking your cooperation because I think you're decisive, calm, and capable. I won't give you much time to consider, just fifteen minutes. If you still don't have an answer after fifteen minutes, I'll send you off. Just pretend you didn't hear about what happened tonight."

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)