Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 379

White Bear and Gray Wolf could not guarantee that they could find a suitable candidate within a month, but White Bear came up with an idea and asked Song Heping to ask the chef for help.

That's a good idea.

Song Heping knew the chef's abilities.

It’s just that we haven’t been in touch for so long. After picking up the phone and finding the number in the address book, I hesitated for a long time before dialing it.

"Brother! My good brother!"

When the familiar voice of the chef came from the other end of the phone, Song Heping's uneasy heart finally settled down.

"Why didn't you call me for so long?"

There was a hint of blame in the cook's tone.

"You didn't call me either."

Song Heping jokingly retorted, "I heard you're doing pretty well in Moscow, hanging out with high society and those FSB guys all day, and even owning a fancy restaurant."

"The restaurant was opened with the money you gave me." The chef on the other end of the phone seemed to sniffle, and his voice sounded more emotional.

"That's what you deserve. After all, you have shares in this company." Song Heping said, "If you're really unhappy in Russia, come back to the company. There will always be a place for you."

The cook on the other end of the phone fell silent.

After a long while, he said, "You wouldn't call me and tell me these cheesy things, would you?"

The background sound on the other end of the phone was melodious classical music.

Song Heping looked at his watch. It was almost noon.

I guess the chef is busy in the restaurant.

He didn't want to waste the other party's time, so he confessed, "I'm planning to establish a base in Venezuela soon. You know, I've always felt unsafe here in Iligo. Although the current cooperation with the US military is good, I still feel a little unsafe."

"Well, Americans can't be trusted," the cook said. "If you need help, you can come to Russia. I'll protect you."

"Forget it." Song Heping said with a smile, "There's no room for two tigers in one mountain. You and I should not get together."

"Hahaha!" the cook laughed. "Tell me, what difficulties have you encountered in Venezuela? Some of my friends have some influence over there."

Song Heping said, "There are no problems with the base construction for now, but I plan to buy two Su-24s and keep them there as backup, so I need pilots and a ground crew. They need to be good, not rookies. As for the salary, I will offer a good compensation."

"You want to buy a Su-24?"

The cook was also surprised when he heard this. He couldn't help but sigh, "Sang, you've really made it. You're even buying a plane. I want to buy one too in the future!"

Song Heping said, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm looking for White Bear and Gray Wolf. I originally wanted them to contact Russia to see if there are any retired pilots who are interested in working for PMC and can work long-term in South America. However, they said they don't have much direct contact with the Air Force. Finding someone would require going through several layers of relationships, which would take too long. I need to find someone and hire him within a month. Can you help me with this?"

"No problem! After all, I'm still a shareholder! Why didn't you come to me earlier?! Go to Gray Wolf and White Bear. They're just airborne troops. They probably know a few helicopter pilots, but they've never met any real Air Force pilots."

The cook said proudly, "Besides, why would such a small matter take a month? I can get it done in a week! How many pilots and ground maintenance personnel do you need?"

Song Heping said, "I currently have a pilot who can fly the Su-24, but I'm still short of three pilots to control two fighter jets. As for ground crew, I'm thinking that one aircraft will need at least two or three ground crew technicians. How many do you think we need?"

The cook pondered for a moment and said, "We'll definitely need three pilots. As for the ground crew, I'll find you some talented people. Their salaries in Russia aren't high, and if the salary you offer isn't low, I think they'd be very willing to go to South America. Venezuela's climate is great, much better than the ice and snow here every winter."

"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you."

The two chatted for a while on the phone, and the chef suddenly said that he had guests coming and had to go and serve them personally, and they would talk next time.

He quickly hung up the phone.

Song Heping held the phone in his hand for a long time.

Serve personally?
A person like the cook actually serves others personally?

It’s evil.

After finishing his call with the chef, Song Heping called Jiang Feng over. This time, the ELN order and the training base within the Commission involved many aspects, one of which was the talent pool.

He asked Jiang Feng to contact his comrades in the country to see if anyone was willing to go abroad to serve as a military instructor.

Jiang Feng used to be in the amphibious force training brigade, and Song Heping gave him the task of contacting some non-commissioned officers in his former brigade.

Non-commissioned officers are the backbone of grassroots combat units and can be considered elites.

Especially the non-commissioned officers in the teaching brigade, who are squad leaders or even acting platoon leaders. They have very unique insights and abilities in training soldiers and are a very professional group of people.

If we follow the domestic organizational structure, recruiting twenty instructors can support the training of at least one squadron, and one squadron is a company.

Song Heping's idea was to first establish a brigade, which was a training base organization of a battalion, with three squadrons and a brigade headquarters, a total of seventy people.

The organizational structure and organization are completely based on the teaching brigade model, and the training grounds are built according to the scale and standards of the special brigade.

As for the teaching materials.

Ha ha.

Just copy them directly, they are all ready-made anyway. The instructors of the teaching brigade have countless professional training lesson plans written by themselves when they were in the army, so you can just use them directly.

The strength and standards are applied domestically and built directly according to the requirements of the PLA. This is sufficient for PMC mercenary training.

Jiang Feng is responsible for this aspect of the business.

"Jiang Feng, if the base in South America can be built in the future, I plan to hand it over to you for management. You will be the captain and responsible for the operation of the base."

Song Heping was not making empty promises to Jiang Feng.

He needs a trusted confidant to be in charge of the commission's business.

The Ramas father and son are responsible for arms, while military training and base operations are handed over to Jiang Feng.

I must make use of every member of the team I have built and make the best use of their talents. If I rely solely on myself, the company will never grow big in my lifetime.

"Old squad leader...become team leader..."

Jiang Feng hesitated instead.

"I used to be the acting district captain..."

Song Heping said, "You've never been one, and neither have I. If you haven't been one, how can you not learn? After all, you're a soldier, and you can't overcome a little difficulty? If you don't understand, you should find someone who knows to help you. Do you need me to teach you? And you still say how awesome you were in the training team back then? I guess you're just bragging."

Jiang Feng was criticized by Song Heping so much that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

I felt like I was back in the army, standing in front of the squadron leader and being scolded.

"Yes! I promise to complete the task."

"Don't worry, let's contact each other by phone first. I may have to go back to China soon. Come with me. After I contact your comrades, we can meet up and I'll do my best to check on them."

After saying that, Song Heping remembered something and reminded him, "You don't have to look for people you know. You can also ask your comrades to find those from your military region's special forces brigade back then to see if there are any suitable ones. Officers or veterans are all fine. As long as they have the ability to be instructors, they'll be fine. Don't send me some idiot soldiers. I don't accept that kind of people here."

"How could that be possible... I wouldn't dare to cheat you, old squad leader..." Jiang Feng hurriedly assured, "I guarantee that the ones I recruit are all elites. Speaking of which, many non-commissioned officers have a lot of killing skills but nowhere to display them after returning to their hometowns. There's a fellow villager of mine in our reconnaissance battalion. He enlisted a year earlier than me and was also a top fighter in martial arts competitions back then. But guess what happened after he returned home? He's driving a taxi now. I even asked him to go abroad with me as a mercenary, but he refused, saying that working for foreigners was inferior. Now the situation is different. You're the boss of the company, working for one of our own. I guess he doesn't mind!"

"Okay, just recruit such talents for me."

Just as he finished speaking, the phone on the table vibrated.

When Song Heping looked at the number, it turned out to be Yusuf's.

I thought to myself, this guy is really quick.

It's only been one day, and he already has some clues?
　Asking for a monthly ticket! ! ! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)