Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 588 The big shot is coming

As the operations commander of the ISA Afghanistan branch, Nicky is indeed very punctual.

Half an hour later, the two met in one of the tents in the US military camp in Kandahar.

As soon as Song Heping entered the tent, Nicky saw him and told the people around him, then walked straight to Song Heping and said, "Let's go out and talk."

Song Heping took a look inside the tent. The ISA people were busy setting up various electronic equipment, obviously setting up a front-line command center.

One look at the situation and the personnel configuration and Song Heping knew that this was no small matter.

After leaving the tent and going around to the back, Song Heping found a secluded place and spoke first.

"Niki, this doesn't look like a small matter."

"That's right. This is a big, urgent matter. It must be resolved within 48 hours, otherwise something terrible will happen."

Nikki was candid.

There was no intention to avoid it.

She was about to explain what happened when Song Heping spoke again: "Wait, before getting involved in this matter, I must negotiate terms."

"Negotiation?" Nicky said, "Isn't this a personal favor?"

"Personal matters are personal matters, and business matters are business matters." Song Heping said, "I must repay your favor, otherwise I won't get involved. The contract I signed is with the British, not with you. My contract is only to train police and assist the British army in dealing with emergencies. Every order has to be paid for."

Nicky said, "Are you so greedy for money?"

Song Heping pointed at himself and said, "I'm a PMC, a defense company. We don't talk about money, so how can we talk about love?"

Nicky was originally very angry, but after hearing what Song Heping said, he couldn't help laughing.

There's nothing wrong with that if you think about it.

People work hard to make money.

Not for money, not talking about money, talking about feelings?
Isn't this an idiot?

"Tell me what conditions you want."

"I know the British won't be able to control the coalition forces for much longer," Song Heping said. "You're trying to trip up Charlize. If I'm not mistaken, with this operation going so badly, he probably won't be able to hold on for more than three months. Once the British leave, even though I still have more than half a year left on my contract, I can still secure the position, but I'm after long-term benefits."

He raised his hand and made a gesture of counting money.

"I want to have long-term interests in Afghanistan."

Nicky looked at Song Heping and did not respond immediately.

After a long pause, he said, "You know, as an ISA commander, I don't have that much power."

Song Heping said, "So I think I have to wait for someone with the power to give me a piece of the pie to appear and get a promise before I can make a decision. Before I get my own bargaining chips, I will not agree to get involved in your actions."

After a pause, he continued, "Because I know that doing business with you is very profitable."

Nicky snorted.

She knew what Song Heping was referring to.

The US military invested hundreds of billions of dollars in the wars in Ilgau and Afghanistan each year.

In addition to the profits of military-industrial giants, the security and salary expenses of the US military, etc., a large portion is taken away by PMCs.

A place like Afghanistan is extremely poor and is like a stone that can't be used to extract oil, but for PMC, it is a big piece of fat meat. Currently, PMC companies all over the world are focusing their attention here, and many of them have no way to enter.

In order to get a ticket to enter and share the cake, you must have help from someone in the military.

And this is obviously what Song Heping wants.

Nicky was clearly hesitant.

Song Heping is taking advantage of the situation and is extremely shameless.

But as a PMC boss, he is very realistic.

Nicky actually admires realists. At least they are more reliable than idealists.

"Major General Miles will be here later. I can introduce him to you."

Finally, she relented.

Song Heping smiled, he knew who this Miles was.

He is the deputy commander of the US special operations force in Afghanistan. In the entire coalition forces, this guy holds a very high position.

Even Miles came here in person, it seems that something has gone wrong with the South's operation this time.

“It’s an honor to have the opportunity to work with you again.”

"You wait here, Commander Miles will be here soon." Nikki turned and went into the tent to do her thing.

Song Heping stood behind the tent and continued to think about how to negotiate the terms.

Afugan...

The holy land of PMC.

If this can be accomplished, the company's revenue will increase significantly in the future.

In fact, for Song Heping, money is not as important to him as Nicky said.

So far, I am no longer short of money.

But now Song Heping has an obsession.

He is a perfectionist, even a little paranoid.

If you do something, either don't do it at all, or do it to the best of your ability.

What is the best?
As a PMC company, the goal is to achieve the scale of AAFSE and the reputation of Blackwater. In fact, Song Heping's ambition is even greater.

Through my experience dealing with various intelligence agencies, I know that there is actually an unknown dark world behind the normal world.

Military force, intelligence, money, connections, strength, in this world that ordinary people cannot access, maybe I can really make a difference.

He felt that if he could include Afghanistan in his company's business scope this time, he would go back and find a world map, make a few small red flags, and plant a flag in every place in the world where he had business.

It would be a spectacular sight to see your flags planted all over the map...

Just as Song Heping was fantasizing about his grand plans for the future, the sound of airflow caused by the rapidly spinning helicopter propellers came from the night sky.

Looking up, I saw two Apaches and a Black Hawk helicopter in the sky.

In the war zone, whenever the US military deploys helicopters, they will be equipped with Apaches for ground cover to prevent the transport aircraft from being attacked by ground fire points.

As soon as I saw the posture, I knew that it was Major General Miles who was coming.

Song Heping took out a piece of chewing gum, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it hard a few times.

After all, he is a major general of the US Army. When negotiating terms later, he must keep his breath fresh and not stink up this old guy.

The helicopter slowly landed in the open space of the camp, and Miles hurried into the tent surrounded by a group of officers and Nikki.

Song Heping deliberately stood in front of the tent, and Miles saw him when he came over.

When their eyes met, Miles was slightly stunned.

Because you can tell at a glance that Song Heping is not a US soldier, nor one of his subordinates.

But he seemed to have some impression of Song Heping.

I seem to have seen it somewhere.

But I couldn't remember it for a while.

After all of them entered the tent, Rabbani was suddenly taken out of another tent and led to the larger tent of the front-line command headquarters.

Song Heping hadn't seen Rabbani when he came here before. He guessed that this guy was being kept in another tent.

The Americans would not feel comfortable with a local Afghan wandering around the tent alone like Song Heping.

They don't trust Afghans at all.

Seeing Song Heping, Rabbani seemed a little surprised. He nodded slightly as a greeting and then walked into the tent.

Song Heping looked into the tent.

Inside, a long table was made by assembling folding military tables and covered with a green mat to make it look like a conference table.

Miles had already taken his seat in the main seat, and Nikki was in the first seat on his left. A stand had been set up next to him, and a screen had been installed. Technical non-commissioned officers and officers of the US military were already sitting in rows at the tables around them, with various communication radios and computers in front of them. Song Heping recognized some of the images as surveillance footage from drones.

"Oh my god! What a big event..."

Nikki sat next to Miles, their heads put together and whispered.

After talking for a while, Miles began to look towards the tent door, as if looking for himself.

Song Heping was standing in his sight and nodded at him as a greeting.

Miles saw Song Heping and didn't react. He seemed to be lost in thought and didn't speak for a long time.

Finally, he stood up and walked towards the tent door accompanied by Nikki.

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)