Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 247 News from South America
"Didn't we agree to it too easily?"

On the way back, the cook couldn't help but express his concerns.

"We have no choice," Song Heping said. "Sometimes, choices are like the ones you face on the battlefield. If both paths are bad, all you have to do is choose the one that seems less bad."

The cook curled his lips and said, "That seems to make sense."

He wiped his mouth and said, "The wine and cigars tonight are really good. I want to get a box of Cohiba 30th Anniversary someday."

Song Heping teased: "Why, do you want to enjoy life?"

The cook said, "Of course. Otherwise, why would we risk our lives to make money?"

He patted the car door and said with emotion: "Today I buy a bulletproof car, and in a few years I will buy a private jet!"

Seeing the chef's satisfied expression, Song Heping jokingly asked, "Have you picked a model? Gulfstream?"

"I'm not buying a Gulfstream. It's an American thing," said the cook.

Song Heping was surprised and said, "But you bought a Lincoln, which is also American."

The cook said, "I'm talking about things that fly. Americans wouldn't trust them. I recently saw a new business jet. If I had the money, I'd buy it."

Song Heping asked: "Which one?"

"A Legacy 600," the cook said. "I like this one. It's made in Brazil, can seat more than a dozen people, and isn't too expensive. I'll definitely take you flying in one when I buy one."

Song Heping couldn't help but burst into laughter.

After laughing, he asked the cook, "How much?"

The cook said, "After completing all the formalities, it cost over 20 million dollars. But it's very expensive to spend. It costs over 2 million dollars a year."

Song Heping said: "Then you have to make money well."

The cook suddenly asked curiously, "Sang, you are very rich now, why don't you spend money?"

"I spend money." Song Heping said, "I'm going to Harvey's store tomorrow to see if there are any good things and buy some for myself."

The cook was stunned: "Buy weapons?"

Song Heping said: "Yes, I am more interested in weapons."

The cook said, "Is that all you ask?"

Song Heping thought for a moment and said, "Oh, by the way, if you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten. I plan to take advantage of my free time these few days to go back to my hometown."

"Back to China?" the cook asked. "Do you want me to go with you?"

Song Heping said disdainfully, "Forget it. I'll probably have to use a fake identity when I go back this time. I don't even know what I'm doing. Wouldn't it be more noticeable if you follow me?"

Finally, he added, "I'll probably be back for half a month. You should keep an eye on the business here. I don't think there will be any unexpected problems for the time being, right?"

The cook said, "Don't worry, go back. I'll take care of things here."

"Just your words are enough." Song Heping said.

The two chatted casually and soon returned to the company.

The next two days were just as Song Heping had expected. Everything was calm and nothing major happened in the company.

During this period, Song Heping visited the oil field and inspected the operations there.

Due to the relationship between them and Avanti, and the fact that the Kurdish armed forces on the northern border are now focusing their energy on seizing power in the Interim Governing Council.

Although the Kurdish little brother, the Freedom Alliance, was destroyed by Song Heping, they did not have the energy to deal with Song Heping, and they did not want to create trouble and provoke a villain like Song Heping. After all, anyone who could break into the Freedom Alliance headquarters and destroy the defense company of an armed organization overnight must be a tough guy.

Although the Kurdish armed forces are usually very aggressive, they actually know how to judge people by their abilities.

Currently, the CIA and the Interim Governing Council are trying to win them over to form a coalition government. The Kurds' own goal is to gain autonomy in the area. If they can be autonomous, it is equivalent to having their own territory, which is what they have dreamed of for many years. Nothing is more important than this goal.

It is difficult to bring the matter of "Musician" defense to the table. After all, Song Heping's company works for American energy giants. Offending them is equivalent to offending the American father, which does not benefit at all.

Song Heping also went to the water supply station and stopped by Ijibai Village to meet Haimur.

The old man received a large sum of gold money, and as a local tyrant, he is currently the most powerful tribal leader in the west and is unrivaled.

While drinking tea with the old man, he also said that their tribe also planned to use the money they had to support some of their own children to run for election, obtain an official position in the interim government, and continue to expand their power in the future.

Song Heping couldn't help but admire the old man's foresight.

Haimur was the Ijibai tribe's treasure; as long as the old man lived, the tribe would not decline. With the Ijibai tribe's support, the water station was naturally safe and sound. The militants who had often attacked the water station by blowing up water pipes seemed to have disappeared. It was unclear whether it was Song Heping's destruction of the Salafi militias as a warning to others, or whether it was old man Haimur's prestige that kept the situation under control. Such incidents were countless.

Song Heping even had a thought in his mind that the militants who had been attacking water supply stations in the past might not all be Salafi militants, and perhaps some people from the Ijibai tribe had been involved.

Song Heping was also unwilling to think about these things.

Because it's meaningless.

He doesn't do meaningless things.

At present, Irige is a war-torn place, just like the war-torn period in ancient China. In such a place, strength is king and the winner takes all. Whoever can occupy a place after the fall of Shadamu and attract the attention of the Americans and the Interim Governing Council can step onto the political stage of the interim government.

The cards have been shuffled and of course they have to be dealt again. The only difference is that the dealer has changed, there is nothing different.

It has nothing to do with democracy, and even less to do with freedom.

At noon that day, the cook rushed back from outside. As soon as he entered the company, he asked Ferrari, who was reading the bid documents in front of the computer: "Where are you sad?!"

Ferrari turned to look at him and said, "He left this morning and hasn't come back since. I heard him say he went to Harvey's to buy a gun. He wanted to buy a sniper rifle, and then he had to go to the shooting range to calibrate it. Cook, why do you look like a cooked crab? What's the hurry?"

"Of course I'm anxious!"

The cook said angrily, "Damn it, there's news from South America that my brother is missing!"

"What, your brother?" Ferrari frowned.

The cook said, "It's my brother in Russia, Ivan!"

Ferrari then remembered: "Oh, that gangster friend of yours, right?"

The cook took out his phone and started dialing, saying, "Of course it's him! He went to Colombia to collect the arms payment for us, and he disappeared!"

Ferrari remembered.

Isn’t Ivan the one who suddenly broke into the restaurant when we were on vacation in Maldives?

Then he left in a hurry.

Ferrari didn't like Ivan's behavior.

To be precise, Ferrari doesn't like people with simple minds and strong limbs.

For example, between the cook and Song Heping, he admires Song Heping more.

After all, it's easier to deal with smart people.

So, he said coldly, "Missing in Colombia? 80% likely got ripped off. There are drug cartels and rebels over there, and your friend is going to collect debts from the rebels. Even if he's a mafia guy, he's no match for those rebels."

The cook glared at him, then went to sit on the sofa nearby with his cell phone.

A few seconds later, the call was connected.

"Sang! Where are you?"

"At the 82nd Airborne Division's firing range."

"Come back quickly and stop playing with the gun. Something happened and I need to discuss it with you."

"What's up?!"

"News came back from South America that Ivan has disappeared in Colombia."

"Ivan? Your mafia brother?"

"Yes! It was him. Last time I tried to persuade him to stop getting involved in the arms business. I lost two million in arms and I would have compensated the company myself. But this guy is so loyal. He took a few people to Colombia to negotiate with the AUC rebels who were intercepting our arms. As a result, he was kidnapped as soon as he arrived in Sogamoso. We haven't heard from him in three days."

"Cook, you're such a reckless guy! This is Colombia, not Russia..."

"It's come to this. I have to save my brother no matter what. Ivan and I have been friends since we were little. I can't just watch him die in Colombia. He has a wife and children!"

The cook became more and more excited as he talked.

Song Heping could only comfort him: "Okay, I'll talk to you when I get back."

After hanging up the phone, Song Heping climbed up from his shooting position, looked at the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, sighed, and said to himself: "It seems I can't go home again..."

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