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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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367 Chs

Chapter 264: Nearly Lost My Life

The assault depended entirely on surprise.

Speed was the quintessential element of every assault operation.

Once the battle had begun, the entire camp fell into chaos, with the situation constantly changing and enemies potentially emerging from all directions.

As such, there couldn't be too much improvisation in command, and Song Heping, as the team leader, had already discussed the roles with the cook.

Once they had infiltrated, who would take which route, who was responsible for which direction, who would handle the rescue, and who would provide cover—everything was planned but left unspoken.

The two largest houses indeed had the most guards.

They hurriedly put on clothes, some without even bothering to dress, charging out in undershirts and shorts, holding guns, wanting to see which audacious fool dared to assault Camp K1.

But as soon as they stepped out, they were immediately slaughtered.