Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 589 Blocking the News
"Song, long time no see."

Miles came to Song Heping and extended his hand.

His attitude was quite likable, at least much better than the lieutenant who had come to inform him to come to the meeting.

A full bucket of water does not shake, only a half-full bucket of water will shake.

The higher the official rank, the more peaceful he is.

"General, it's been a long time since we last met. I thought you didn't remember me."

Song Heping also pretended to be humble.

"I personally reviewed the report on the last operation. Your performance was remarkable."

Miles offered another polite remark.

But to Song Heping, he became more and more certain that his guess was correct.

The US military is in big trouble.

"General, I have a question."

"You said."

"You have so many powerful men under your command. What kind of mission would make you choose to recruit a PMC like us?"

Song Heping asked the point.

Miles subconsciously looked around to make sure there was no one around.

"Song, this mission is very special... We need someone to do something to ensure a backup."

His vague words definitely meant that he was taking a lot of risks.

"Just be frank. General, this isn't the first time we've dealt with each other. There's no need to be so fussy."

"All right……"

Miles gritted his teeth and pulled Song Heping aside.

"What I'm about to say is confidential. If you listen to it, it means you must carry out this mission."

"Ai--"

Song Heping knew it was time to ask for his price.

"Before listening, I also have a request."

Miles said, "I'm very clear about this. Nikki just told me. I promise you, if this thing is done, you will get a share of Afghanistan's defense contracts in the future, at least at a price no lower than the one you're currently signing with the British."

Song Heping was slightly shocked when he heard this.

He had not originally intended to get such a high-paying contract all at once.

The food is eaten in one bite.

First enter the circle, then expand.

I didn't expect Miles to offer such favorable conditions.

"make a deal!"

He agreed readily.

Miles said, "This matter is very complicated. Your mission is to enter the border mountains and find a lieutenant named Curtis. He was recently kidnapped by the Ata organization. According to the intelligence we have obtained, he is approximately in the Toba Gager Ridge Mountains. You must find him and rescue him within 48 hours."

"It's that simple?"

Song Heping laughed and said, "General Miles, I'm not a three-year-old child. Will you agree to my conditions just to save a second lieutenant? If you are not sincere, there is no need for us to cooperate."

Miles said, "Because this second lieutenant is a little special. His father is a member of Congress and a member of the Military Committee. If Ata knew this identity, he would use it to make a big fuss. So we must rescue him as quickly as possible. Otherwise, if reporters find out and report it, it will cause us a lot of trouble."

Song Heping's eyes lit up. "Oh... I see. It's the congressman's baby. Haha, if it were just an ordinary second lieutenant, I don't think you would have made such a big fuss."

But Song Heping soon felt something was wrong.

"This kind of thing can be handled by your own special forces. What about the Navy SEAL Delta? And you ISA have your own operations team, right? Why are you looking for me?"

"In fact, 10 hours ago, a team of green berets was ordered to rescue Curtis, but unfortunately... they failed."

"Failed?" Song Heping was slightly surprised.

Although I have dealt with green berets and have won.

We just went to rescue a lieutenant, and with strong intelligence support and air support, we failed?
"Yes, we've been out of contact for six hours," Miles said. "We're convinced their rescue operation has failed."

"Then you can ask the ISA operation team or transfer a Delta Team. That shouldn't be difficult, right?"

"The southern region is in chaos right now. The failure of this operation has left many of our troops caught in the crossfire. The ISA operation is also not very convenient for us to deploy. After all, the mountainous area of ​​the Tobajagarh Ridge is located on the border, and there is a possibility of crossing the border. Doing something like this would be very sensitive and would cause displeasure on the Pakistani side."

“It’s rare…”

Song Heping jokingly said, "You will also consider the feelings of other countries."

Miles said: "After all, we need Pakistan's cooperation in this war on terror. If they turn against us, it will be very difficult for us to hunt down Ladeng."

Song Heping fell into deep thought. He felt something was wrong.

But I can’t tell what’s wrong.

Miles's answer was flawless.

But my intuition told me that this matter was not that simple.

"However, we will send two people with you. They have received extremely professional training and can provide air-ground coordination and establish a satellite communication platform. If you encounter any trouble, they will immediately call for air support, which will greatly enhance your combat capabilities. However, they must not reveal their identities. If any problems arise, especially within Pakistani territory, you must ensure that they can be evacuated first."

"With air support..."

After hearing this, Song Heping felt more confident.

No matter how much he disliked the Americans, he had to admit that these guys' air support capabilities were definitely top-notch on Blue Planet.

It is precisely because the American Air Force is so powerful that the ground troops now do not know how to fight without the Air Force. When something happens, they just call for the Air Force to come out and suppress it.

"In that case, I agree."

"Then, come with me to the briefing," Miles said. "We'll provide you with firsthand intelligence on the region. Don't worry, you have the ISA backing you up, and the US military will provide you with all the resources you need. I guarantee you'll be alright."

"fine?"

Song Heping couldn't help but complain.

"So the green beret got lost in the mountains before?"

Miles's face darkened.

Song Heping said, "General, I've said before that we're not three-year-old children anymore. There's no need to be clever. Just speak frankly."

Miles said, "Come with me into the tent. After reading the intelligence analysis, you will understand why this mission is so difficult."

Twenty minutes later, the briefing was over.

Song Heping walked out of the tent, followed by Rabbani.

As they walked towards the Hummer, Rabbani said, "Song, I have elderly parents and young children at home..."

Song Heping glanced at him and said, "Just say it."

"You must ensure my safety..." Rabbani said what was in his heart.

This time, he went to the border mountainous area with Song Heping as a member of the action team.

Because Rabbani was fluent in English, Pashto and Urdu, and was a local, he knew the mountainous area better than anyone else present.

Having him around can be very helpful, especially when interrogating the Ata members. It won't be like the two Ata members that Song Heping caught at the T-junction before, where they talked at cross purposes and couldn't get any valuable information.

"What conditions did they give you?" Song Heping asked.

"If I can successfully return, I will be qualified to be the chief of the Kandahar regional police," Rabbani said. "I'm not greedy for power, but I need to make a living. It's not easy to find a job in Afghanistan now. Being a police officer is a good career."

Song Heping had nothing to say.

Life.

Both are difficult.

Just to survive.

Harder.

Especially in war zones.

The people here have no choice.

"When the time comes, you'll follow me. If a fight breaks out, stay out of the line of fire. You won't be needed to participate in the battle."

This is the most concrete promise Song Heping can make to Rabbani.

After all, once you enter the mountains, your life or death is unpredictable.

"Thank you!"

Rabbani was thrilled.

"Thank you so much. If you can come back alive, you will be my brother, a real brother!"

Song Heping looked at Rabbani with some curiosity.

Maybe he felt he was getting too excited.

Rabbani is just an interpreter accompanying the team, not a combatant. His participation in the battle may even cause trouble, so it is understandable to take care of him.

As for?
But what he didn't know was that Rabbani didn't do that because Song Heping promised to take care of him, but because Song Heping had never discriminated against him.

He has been dealing with Americans for a long time, and he knows the discrimination and prejudice ingrained in these Uncle Sams. Even if they speak to you politely, they can inadvertently reveal fatal offense in every word.

But in Song Heping, he could not see such disgusting things at all, only equality.

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)