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Mercenaries, I Will Be King

If you're not sitting at the table, then you are definitely lying on the menu. If you have nothing, then your life is your only capital. Song Heping, compelled by life to make a fortune in a warzone, accidentally got swept into the war and, in a confused state, was promoted by a bunch of Da Maozi to be the boss of a Defense Company. In this day and age, who still becomes a mercenary! I want to sell arms, I want to sell coffee cups worth a few bucks for over a thousand US Dollars. I want to sell a 9-dollar socket for the price of 299 US Dollars. I want to sell goats, the kind that costs millions of US Dollars each... Don't ask, and don't come auditing, whether you're from the Audit Office or the CIA, I'll send you all off... My name is Song Heping. I came, I conquered, I reign as the king. Don't call me the "Lord of War," I love peace, I am here to deliver "peace".

Yan Qi Guan · Urban
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Chapter 21 Damn VIP Crashed Again

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The American-made Humvee armored vehicles' pitiful armor couldn't stop an RPG rocket at all, and what was more fatal was that this RPG was fired from above, on an overpass, meaning it was a plunging fire.

The rocket hit the window of the first Humvee in the convoy, piercing the bullet-proof glass directly.

The ICDC driver's head was immediately shattered by the metal jet, filling the entire cabin with a mist of blood, leaving the other ICDC soldiers seated in the vehicle with nothing to do but scream in chaos.

The RPG rocket launcher is practically considered an armor-piercing deity around the world; it's simple in structure, cheap in price, widely produced, and an uneducated militant only needs less than five minutes of training to learn how to operate it.