Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 281 Take You to See Something Good

Song Heping's idea was so crazy that it almost made Ferrari's eyes fall out.

He sells goods to someone and then turns around to kill the other person?!

I've seen people selling arms, but I've never seen them sold like this.

"Song, do you think you're kidding me?"

Song Heping said seriously, "I just had a sudden inspiration. Everything has two sides, right? Selling arms to the Salafi armed forces is the task given by Peter. Killing the Salafi leader is revenge for Dominic. There is no conflict."

Ferrari felt the corners of his mouth begin to twitch.

But after thinking about these two things for a long time, it seemed that they were not in conflict.

"You are crazy!"

Ferrari couldn't help laughing.

He laughed for a moment, then stopped smiling and said, "But how are you going to kill the leader of the Salafi armed forces?"

Song Heping said: "Of course we use a gun. Are we going to bite him to death?"

Ferrari said, "I'm not kidding. I'm serious. Do you know how much force it would take to eliminate the leader of an armed group in the Sahel? If all our elite personnel were to go to Africa, it would be a big move. Not only would the CIA, but even the military would be aware of our activities. How could you eliminate the leader of the Salafi armed forces without anyone noticing?"

Song Heping said, "This is a difficult problem. So I suddenly thought of something. For the future of our company, we must gradually establish secret branches overseas. As they say, a cunning rabbit has three burrows. We have a good relationship with the US military now. If something happens to us one day, these guys will silence us or directly throw us out as the scapegoat. So the sooner we prepare, the better. I'll leave this matter to you. You are a master of financial operations, and the CIA's attention has been on our operations department so far. I guess they would never expect you to secretly operate overseas business."

"Where are you planning to set up a branch?" Ferrari asked.

"How many places in the world are there that Americans cannot fully control?" Song Heping asked.

Ferrari smiled bitterly and said, "Not many. Your home country has one, the Russians have one, and I can't think of any others. You don't want to go to Russia, do you? I advise you not to go. It'll be even harder to get out if you get in there."

"Of course I won't go to Russia."

Song Heping suddenly thought of the cook.

The cook left simply because he could no longer be the boss here.

If I go to Russia again, wouldn’t I be competing with him for territory again?

When the chef went back this time, Song Heping felt that opening a restaurant was fake, especially since the person who instigated him to go back was an FSB agent who had worked in the KGB.

This matter seems a bit strange no matter how you look at it.

"Going to Russia would still make me a tool, leaving the clutches of the Americans and falling into the claws of the Russian bear. I don't want that. Going back to my home country is also impossible. Companies like ours aren't allowed to exist there."

Ferrari was amused: "There aren't many places in the world that truly have sovereignty. Are you going to the Northern Dynasty?"

Song Heping said: "Not necessarily. Africa is not something the United States can completely control. Besides, don't forget that there are areas in South America that even the Americans themselves cannot control."

"Venezuela?" Ferrari thought of a country's name. "Are you planning to use Lamas' connections?"

Song Heping said, "Why not? I think that place is great and can be used as one of our branches. I'll contact Lamas and pave the way for you. Lamas also wants to develop arms business in South America. We can cooperate secretly. We can't put all our eggs in the American basket. I don't trust them."

"Where in Africa do you plan to set up a branch?" Ferrari asked.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Song Heping said, "I'm not familiar with that place at the moment. Please keep an eye on this matter for me. If we really do do business in Africa in the future, we can slowly learn more about it. As for the Middle East..."

He thought of Avanti.

"If we really can't stay in Irigo, let's go directly to Persia. I believe Avanti can also provide us with a place to stay."

"Ok."

Ferrari nodded and said, "I will conceal and disperse our funds, and gradually establish funding channels in Africa and South America to facilitate our access to funds when the time comes. After all, establishing such a branch requires a large amount of money to pave the way."

After a pause, he asked again, "By the way, you haven't told me how you plan to kill the leader of the Salafi armed forces?"

"The old trick, the art of disappearing from the world." Song Heping laughed and said, "If a large army can't be mobilized, can't one or two people be mobilized? I've played the disappearing trick before."

Ferrari remembered that Song Heping had indeed disappeared in order to go to Turkey. He pretended to go to the oil field, and then used the helicopter provided by Afanti to cross the border, and then set off from Persia to Turkey.

He hurriedly asked, "Are you planning to use the Persian passage?"

Song Heping said, "Yes, Afanti would probably be happy to help."

Ferrari still found it incredible and couldn't help but remind Song Heping: "The Sahel region is the most chaotic region in Africa. You want to go there and kill the leader of an armed group with only one or two people. Why does it sound like a fantasy to me?"

Song Heping said: "I might just go alone. There are too many people and it's easy to be discovered."

Ferrari shook his head, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

Song Heping's idea is too crazy.

"You are going to die."

Only at the last moment did he make such a judgment.

Song Heping said, "If I go alone, I will certainly die, but what if I can get help from the French army?"

"French army?!"

Ferrari was stunned.

One after another reasoning and thoughts flashed through my mind.

Finally, he seemed to understand something: "You plan to use the French army to help you eliminate the leader of the Salafi armed forces?"

Song Heping asked, "If Americans can plot against the French, why can't the French plot against the Americans? Do you think the French would be willing or against me killing the leader of the Salafi armed forces?"

Ferrari was stunned.

Finally, he slapped his forehead and gave Song Heping a thumbs up: "Great! You are a genius!"

Song Heping said, "What I need now is to establish a channel of communication with the French military or intelligence department. Please help me with this. Use your connections to help me find them. If that doesn't work, I'll ask Chris Chen for help."

"Forget it!" Ferrari immediately denied: "That guy Chen is a notorious vampire. You owe him a favor, and you don't know what the price will be when the time comes."

"probably not……"

Song Heping thought of Chen.

He always felt that this person gave him a very friendly feeling.

Even he himself couldn't explain why. Although Ferrari said so, he just felt that Chen could be trusted.

The two talked in the room for more than an hour before coming out to eat.

There are not many people left in the Green Zone headquarters.

Everyone is very busy now, so the White Bear couple went to the oil field to maintain order.

Gray Wolf and his two hunter buddies are responsible for the transportation and escort business. The US military stationed in Iraq needs to transport a lot of supplies every day. Most of the supplies are loaded from the southern port and transported to various US military camps in Irigaray. Some of them are loaded from Bakda Airport and then sent to various places.

Even when the US military needs to transport supplies back to its own country, the Musician Defense fleet will be responsible for some of the business, whether it is equipment that needs repair, some personal belongings, or even bodies that need to be sent back.

So only Dominica, Ferrari, Song Heping and other local employees were left in the company, and it was very quiet.

Song Heping planned to have a detailed talk with Dominica, tell him about his plans and put his mind at ease.

But he decided to wait until the plan was arranged.

The most important thing at the moment is where to get three sets of SA-9 air defense missile launch systems. Of course, the first person he thought of was Yusuf.

He hadn't seen Yusuf for some time.

So they bought a lot of gifts in the Green Zone and asked the company's local mercenaries to deliver them to Yusuf's home.

After the driver went to deliver the gifts, Song Heping called Yusuf.

After a few pleasantries, Song Heping mentioned the SA-9 missile. Yusuf seemed uncomfortable talking on the other end of the phone. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I'll be waiting for you at home at o'clock tonight. Come by yourself and I'll take you to a place."

Come alone?
Go somewhere?
Song Heping hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

It was obvious that Yusuf was unwilling to discuss this over the phone.

Maybe it's because I'm too sensitive.

"Okay, see you at seven."

Song Heping agreed immediately. After hanging up the phone, he felt his right eyelid twitch twice.

"Fuck..."

He couldn't help but swear.

At seven o'clock in the evening, after Song Heping finished his dinner at the company, he went to say hello to Ferrari, told him that he was going to meet Yusuf, and then drove out in a Lincoln bulletproof car.

The bulletproof car was bought by the cook.

The cook didn't take it away.

Of course, it would be too troublesome to take it away.

Song Heping said he wanted to give the cook money, but the cook looked down on him and said he was insulting him.

Song Heping had no choice but to give up mentioning it, but he did remember it.

There is no doubt that the chef is a righteous person. Song Heping thought that a portion of the company's profits should be reserved for the chef. After all, he is the founder. If the chef really encounters any difficulties in the future, he can give him this money as an emergency.

The security situation in Irigo City has not changed much, and the air is still filled with the smell of gunpowder.

In the few days since I came back, there have been three bomb attacks in the city, in which two coalition soldiers were killed by IEDs while on duty.

But it is precisely because of this that business in the mercenary circle is so good.

It is said that mercenaries are war dogs. Without war, there is no soil for survival.

Fortunately, Yusuf's home was not far from the Green Zone, and they arrived there quickly.

After meeting Yusuf and briefly greeting him, Yusuf said, "Let's go somewhere tonight."

After saying that, he couldn't wait to get into the passenger seat.

Song Heping got in the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Drive towards Fallujah, and I'll let you turn when it's time." Yusuf said, pointing ahead.

"Habaniyya? It's over a hundred kilometers away."

Song Heping started the Lincoln and thought to himself, going to Fallujah so late?
"It's dangerous for us to leave the city at this late hour."

"We can't go during the day. There are too many people and too many eyes. If we go at night, they will all be my people." Yusuf said, looking at the interior of the car. "Is your car bulletproof? Do you have any weapons?"

Song Heping replied: "With a gun, bulletproof."

He pointed behind him and then to his door.

There was an RPG rocket launcher and an MK11 sniper rifle in the back, and an MK18 assault rifle was stuck next to the car door.

"Don't worry, ordinary rifle bullets can't penetrate this car."

Hearing Song Heping say this, Yusuf felt a little relieved: "That's good. We don't have to drive more than a hundred kilometers. We haven't reached Habbaniya yet. We have to turn east halfway. The place we are going to is on the Euphrates River east of Fallujah, more than 80 kilometers away from here. If you drive faster, we will definitely be there in an hour and a half."

"Ok."

Song Heping shifted gears, stepped on the accelerator, and the Lincoln drove away from Yusuf's house, quickly got onto the main road, turned the car around and headed towards Fallujah.

"Where the hell are you taking me tonight?"

"Let me show you something good, big guy!"

Just as Song Heping and his companions drove out of the intersection onto the main road and turned back toward Fallujah, the driver of a Nissan SUV under a nearby streetlight picked up the intercom, pressed the key twice, and announced, "Robin calling crow, the target has left the nest and is heading toward Fallujah."

"Big Crow, received. Mockingbird Team, follow up. Be careful. The target is very difficult to deal with. If you are easily exposed, request drone support immediately."

"The robin understands."

The driver quickly shifted gears and drove onto the main road, following in the direction Song Heping and the others left.

In the sky, the stars and the moon disappeared into the clouds, and the earth fell into darkness.

　Asking for a monthly ticket! Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)