Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 476 Samir Wants to Go It Alone
Ten minutes later, as they were lying on the soft sand, Song Heping asked Samir, who was accompanying him, "It's very quiet here, Samir. Can you tell me what you want to say?"

The sea breeze blows across the beach, and the morning sun gives people a warm feeling.

Samir said: "Boss, actually..."

He gritted his teeth.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he said, "I'm here to resign from you."

"Resign?!"

This answer was beyond Song Heping's expectations.

He stopped and looked at Samir.

"Why? Do you think the salary and benefits are not good enough?"

"No no no!"

Sameer quickly denied it.

"The company's benefits are quite good! The salary is also good! Boss, you have never discriminated against us Irigo people. You are a good boss."

Song Heping wiped his sweat with the towel tied around his neck and said, "I don't need a good guy card. I just want to know why you resigned."

Samir tilted his head and hesitated for a few seconds, then finally expressed his thoughts: "I want to go it alone."

"Go it alone!?"

A few words flashed through Song Heping’s mind—the wings have grown strong!

"Yes, but I'm not going out to be a mercenary. I plan to go out to places like Mosul and organize my own armed forces."

Samir seemed very frank.

"Armed forces?"

Song Heping was a little confused.

"Are you planning to go against the Americans by forming this armed group?"

"No!"

Samir shook his head.

"I've figured it out. The Americans will leave sooner or later. Now it's not a question of whether to kick them out, but what should we do after they leave."

Song Heping was stunned.

He looked at Samir in front of him, and suddenly remembered that this was an Irigo man who had studied in the UK and received higher education.

He originally joined the special forces formed by the Irigo Provisional Government in order to support his family. Later, because he could not stand the style of the provisional government forces, he joined his own company.

Maybe it's been a long time and I have forgotten his ambitions.

Samir hasn't changed essentially over the years.

"Tell me, where do you plan to go after you leave the company?" Song Heping asked.

Samir said: "I am not going anywhere. I will stay in Irigo and plan to form my own militia near Saidid."

"Militia?"

Song Heping frowned. "Will the Provisional Government allow you to establish such an armed organization privately? Besides, will the Americans turn a blind eye?"

"Boss, you should be aware of the current domestic political landscape in Irigo. This time, I'm forming a militia under the name of one of the Ten Leaves clans. We have supporters within the interim government, so this is legal, and they need us right now..."

As Samir talked and explained the whole story, Song Heping finally understood what had happened.

In a word - Samir did not betray himself, nor did he want to fly solo because he had grown wings.

The armed organization he formed this time is actually a local militia organization, which is related to the current domestic situation in Irigoe.

The population of Iriga is composed of the largest number of Shia Muslims, followed by Sunnis, and a small number of other sects.

During the period of Shadamu, because of his vigilance and fear of Persia, Shadamu tried his best to suppress the Ten Leaves faction in the country, and most of the senior leaders were Sunnis.

But after the Americans came in and killed Shadamu, there was a consequence, that is, the Ten Leaves Faction lost Shadamu's suppression and gained more seats and power in the provisional government. Each faction would form its own militia organization according to its own sphere of influence to consolidate its own power.

In times of war, the soldiers and guns in our hands are our backbone.

Whoever has more soldiers and more guns will speak louder.

Whether it is the Ten Leaves, Sunni, or factions like the Cold, they are all trying their best to recruit soldiers and expand their territory.

After the "Freedom of Irigo" operation, all the former government soldiers who were originally loyal to him joined the resistance organization because they were denied political and military participation.

After Shadamu's death, these resistance organizations lost their spiritual support and were confused for a while. After all, any organization needs a leader.

At this time, a guy named Zarqawi emerged from the resistance organization. He led a resistance force, shouted the slogan "Strike the infidels and drive out the invaders", quickly gathered a group of people, and declared his allegiance to al-Qaeda, becoming al-Qaeda's branch armed forces in Irigaray.

The speed at which this armed force grew was beyond everyone's expectations. Many resistance organizations that had lost their fighting spirit after Shadamu was hanged joined his army, and the team expanded rapidly.

This incident attracted the attention of the interim government and US forces in Iraq, but combating Zarqawi's al-Qaeda affiliate proved more complex than initially anticipated. First, the group primarily operated in western Iraq, and while the key city of Mosul had been captured by US forces, many other smaller cities, desert regions, and even areas near the Syrian border were beyond the reach of the US and Iraqi interim government forces.

Secondly, if the US military or the coalition forces rely solely on sending ground troops to attack these armed forces, it would be like using a cannon to kill a mosquito. The coalition forces' advanced equipment would be completely ineffective. If they rely on infantry to fight a security war, the casualties would be too heavy.

What the US military fears most at the moment is their own domestic public opinion. If the war lasts too long and the death toll is too high, domestic public opinion will be uncontrollable and the anti-war voices will become louder.

So, General Peter came up with a good idea - to use barbarians to control barbarians.

Iriguchi used local armed forces to fight against Zarqawi's extremist armed forces, while the US military provided air support and financial and weapons support.

In this way, we can not only strike Zarqawi's al-Qaeda branch, but also make the numbers in the US military's casualty report look much better, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Samir took advantage of his opportunity this time.

He was originally a follower of the Ten Leaves Sect, and his family also had its own influence in the northwest. In the past two years, he had worked in the special forces of the provisional government and the "Musician" defense, and had rich command experience. Therefore, he was recommended to serve as the leader of a newly formed Ten Leaves Sect local armed organization called "Irigo Liberation Force".

"Boss, do you know who recommended me?"

"Who?" Song Heping was very curious: "Do I know him?"

"Of course, and I know you very well." Samir smiled mysteriously.

Song Heping frowned, and suddenly a light flashed in his eyes: "Don't tell me that it was that guy Yusuf who recommended it, right?"

"Yes, it's my fat cousin." Samir sighed. "I never thought that one day I would have to accept his recommendation."

Song Heping said, "Have you two reconciled?"

Samir has always looked down on Yusuf.

In his view, Yusuf was an Iranian traitor.

"Why did you forgive him?" Song Heping asked.

Samir said, "My cousin is right. I was too naive before. Even if I really wanted to drive out the Americans, I would have to have my own armed forces. If I don't even have the qualifications to sit at the same table with the Americans, how can I negotiate with them? How can I even talk about driving them out?"

Song Heping was surprised by the change in Samir's heart.

He was worried that someone as passionate as Samir might go to extremes.

But now he seems to be much more mature and seems to have figured out what he wants to do.

"That's right, power comes from the barrel of a gun. If you don't even have your own weapons, it's useless to rely on passion alone."

"Not just armed struggle, I also want to develop political power," Samir said ambitiously. "Boss, Yusuf plans to seek a parliamentary seat in the interim government. He wants to officially participate in politics."

Song Heping was slightly shocked again after hearing this.

I didn't expect that so many things would happen in just half a year since I left Yiligo.

It seems I have to go back and take a look when I have time.

After all, reading international news is not as good as visiting some of Yiligo’s old friends in person to understand the situation better.

"Great!"

After blurting out this sentence, Song Heping suddenly had another bold idea.

"Samir, I support you leaving the company and going it alone. I can even provide standardized military training for your armed group and train you to become a core commander. This is free of charge. As for Yusuf, I will use my connections in the military to strongly support his candidacy. Money is not a problem either. If you need funds, you can tell me."

"No, no, no," Samir said, waving his hands. "Boss, you've already given me too much money. It's enough for my family to live on for several lifetimes. I'm also putting my life on the line this time. You have to understand that Zarqawi and his people are not good men and women. Many locals didn't dare to resist him before. Anyone who did was killed by his organization as a heretic. Their methods are very cruel, and they will use all kinds of despicable means to assassinate and kidnap. I've sent my family to England, and I'll stay here to fight them."

Song Heping reached out and patted him on the shoulder. "Good! You're brave! When you joined the company, I saw you were no ordinary person. My small company can't contain a dragon like you. Remember, if you need anything, you can come to me. The company's door is always open to you!"

"Thank you so much, boss. You will always be my boss!"

Samir didn't expect Song Heping to be so generous.

If someone else resigned, the boss wouldn't be happy, but at least he wouldn't be too enthusiastic.

It is hard to find a boss like Song Heping in the world.

In fact, Song Heping certainly has his own ideas.

That's right.

The Americans could not stay in Illigo for decades. From everything they saw in Illigo, they knew that the days of large-scale deployment of coalition forces there would not be long.

First, deployment requires military expenditures. Hundreds of millions of military expenditures are invested in Irigoe every day. This money, plus the reconstruction funds, will not last long.

Second, the local people of Irigo gradually became more critical of these blond, blue-eyed, dark-skinned American soldiers.

In fact, this is also a trap set by the Americans. You come here under the banner of delivering "oil", but you can't just give it to them and then wait until they have already eaten the oil and you still don't leave. This is a problem.

After the Americans leave, if you want to continue to make money in Irigoe, you must have your own backer, and Samir or Yusuf may be the future backer.

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)