Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 580 The situation is complicated and bad

Song Heping absolutely didn't want to bother with these British guys anymore.

The mountains fall, but everyone runs.

He didn't go to Elson to complain or ask for help.

Because that won't work.

I have to blame myself for this, I can't blame anyone else.

Before coming here, he investigated the situation in Afghanistan.

However, the investigations he conducted were all formal and overall investigations in the broad sense. Although he knew that there were factional struggles and power struggles within the coalition forces stationed in Afghanistan, he ignored the details.

For example, the British army’s poor execution and so on.

This was the first time in Song Heping's life that he had come into contact with British troops. Although there were British troops in Yiligo, he had never cooperated with them before.

I didn't expect that this kind of decline was completely beyond my imagination.

"Old squad leader, what should we do now?" Jiang Feng caught up and asked, "Without the British arrangements, how are we going to Kandahar? Are we going there empty-handed?"

"How to do?"

Song Heping sneered: "You haven't figured it out yet? There's something fishy about this. Damn, why do I feel like I've been tricked..."

Standing on the lawn next to the airport apron, Song Heping stared at the sky for a moment and then said, "Jiang Feng, organize everyone to wait here. I'll find a solution."

After saying that, he walked aside, took out his phone and called Nikki.

Nikki is the head of the ISA's operations team in Iraq, and she should be able to help.

"Song?"

Nicky was very surprised to see Song Heping's number.

"How did you find time to call me? Aren't you in Mexico?"

"How did you know I was in Mexico?"

Nicky's words surprised Song Heping a little.

"Although we are not responsible for matters in South America, my intelligence is global."

"Since you're so well-informed, how come you didn't know I was in Afghanistan?" Song Heping teased, "After all, we're close friends. Why don't you treat me to a meal in your kitchen now that I'm here?"

Due to confidentiality, the ISA department does not keep any extra people in the camp, and due to the nature of the work, the kitchen and office are together.

Song Heping had been with them before, so he knew it very well.

"You came all the way to Afghanistan, you didn't just want to have a meal in our department, did you?"

Nicky was straightforward.

"Tell me, what can I help you with?"

Seeing her straightforwardness, Song Heping didn't beat around the bush and said frankly, "I'm in trouble here and need your help. Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. I need an SUV and four military trucks that can take two platoons to Kandahar."

"Kandahar? You're going to Kandahar?"

"Yes, I have some business over there."

"Things aren't peaceful over there right now. Have you taken on any business there?"

"Yes, we signed a contract with the British company JFS to be responsible for police training in Kandahar."

After hearing Song Heping say that he was going to Kandahar to be in charge of police training, Nicky was silent for a moment and said, "Where are you now?"

Song Heping immediately understood that there were some things that Nikki was not comfortable talking about over the phone, so he said, "Bagram Air Base."

"Wait for me, about 40 minutes."

After saying that, Nicky hung up the phone.

Song Heping held the phone and thought for a long time.

Although the contract was signed with the Jefferson Group, he didn't want to ask for help from Jeelson now.

premonition.

Or a hunch.

Various mistakes along the way gave him a bad feeling.

Song Heping is an extremely sensitive person by nature.

Especially sensitive to danger.

His premonitions have always been accurate.

There's a rather unflattering saying among veterans of the Special Forces.

If you join a team and have been unlucky and nothing goes your way, even if there are legitimate reasons for these bad things, you should apply to be transferred to another team.

Some things are not superstitions, but they are hard to explain.

From the time he set out until now, Song Heping has encountered all sorts of strange things.

Regardless of whether it is the British or the Americans' fault, at least it is certain that the British are unreliable.

40 minutes later, Nicky found Song Heping.

The female commander was still decisive and rushed to the airport in a Hummer at lightning speed.

When he arrived at the place, he shook hands with Song Heping, then waved to his men to go aside and cool down, and talked to Song Heping alone.

After the other ISA members left, Nicky asked, "Did you sign a contract with the British? They sent you to Kandahar?"

Song Heping nodded: "That's right."

Nicky's expression was a little complicated.

Song Heping noticed something was wrong and asked her, "Is there something wrong?"

Nicky looked around, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Didn't you do any research before taking on the contract?"

Song Heping said, "I did it."

"Kandahar is in chaos right now and is where the Taliban is most active," Nikki said.

Song Heping said: "I know, so I brought two special operations platoons, and our mission is to train police and, if necessary, to do some defensive work in Kandahar."

"It's not as simple as you think," Nikki said. "Lieutenant General Charles launched an operation four days ago, mobilizing 2 coalition troops and joining forces with 2 new government troops. They launched a clearing operation in Fateh Qalqiliya, Hanishin, Arap, and Ma'ruf. The intention was to drive out all the Atafa militants there, establish a buffer zone, and cut off the Atafa members' supply channels and retreat routes from Pakistan. But the operation went awry. He lost over people. The operation was a complete failure. More than a dozen forward camps and outposts originally established in the south and southeast were all attacked, and most were badly beaten. They are all retreating to Kandahar. You're going to Kandahar now?"

"What's wrong with me going to Kandahar?" Song Ping asked curiously, "Don't the coalition forces still have troops stationed in Kandahar?"

Nicky looked at Song Heping and didn't speak immediately.

Song Heping's mind suddenly shuddered.

He suddenly realized that as the commander of ISA operations in Afghanistan, there were some things that Nikki was not comfortable saying.

After all, he is from the military intelligence department.

Considering that the US and British governments were currently competing for command of the coalition forces, Song Heping finally understood.

Nicky was suggesting to himself that the British might suffer losses in Kandahar.

And signing a military contract with the British at this time was tantamount to putting himself in danger.

Maybe this girl knows more details.

She even knew more about how the US military planned to embarrass the British when they became supreme commanders and force them to hand over command...

"Song, if you regret it now, how much will you have to pay?" Nikki smiled. She also saw that Song Heping had understood her hint.

"It's a lot of money," Song Heping said. "The entire contract is 100 million pounds for a year, and I've already received a month's advance payment of over 8 million pounds. If I breach the contract, not only will I have to pay three times as much, but it will also affect my company's reputation."

"One hundred million?!"

Nikki was visibly shocked.

"These Brits are really willing to spend money."

Song Heping said, "Let's cut to the chase. Can you help me get four trucks and an SUV? And give me equipment for sixty people? Of course, I can buy or rent all this equipment. I know you Americans have this kind of connections."

In fact, Nicky had already started thinking about how to help, or whether he should help Song Heping.

Since Lieutenant General Charles took office half a year ago, he has received a top-secret order to reduce the number and frequency of special operations and lower the level of sharing with the British military intelligence department.

Although he didn't give a reason, Nicky was very smart. After observing the situation, he already knew what his country was going to do to the British.

"Okay, I can arrange it. It's easy to transfer a car. I'll have the Afghan Intelligence Bureau help you. As for the weapons, I can also have them arrange them, but you'll need to prepare some money. I'll make a phone call to set you up, and then you can contact the other party directly. His name is Sebo, and he will arrange everything for you."

"No problem." Song Heping pointed at Nicky and said, "I owe you a favor."

Nicky smiled, took out his phone and was about to get in the car, when he suddenly turned around and said to Song Heping: "Song, don't trust anyone."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the car door.

Song Heping suddenly remembered something and called her: "By the way, where is Mist? What is he doing in Afu now?"

Mist and I had carried out deadly missions together.

When he arrived in Afghanistan, Song Heping naturally wanted to establish contact with him.

After all, this guy is a special forces officer and there are some things he can help with.

To take on business here, Song Heping must use all the resources he can.

Nicky stopped, turned around and said to Song Heping: "Something happened to him."

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)