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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 70: Oil Regions that are Easy to Attack but Difficult to Defend

"What did that blond guy tell you?"

Returning to his own convoy, the cook came up and asked.

"Good news," Song Heping said. "This time, only 50 of us will be stationed in the oil field area."

"Wasn't it agreed to be 200?" the cook was stunned.

Song Heping shook his head. "Not anymore, it's been changed at the last minute."

The cook asked, "Changed to what?"

"I guess they feel we're not capable of taking on the security task for Hassan Oil Field and figured it's better to have fewer people go over. That way, if something happens, they won't have to compensate as much."

Song Heping pointed out the cunning thoughts of Wood Company.

"Damn capitalists!" the cook muttered. "How little they must think of us!"

After a pause, he added, "But we really do have fewer people. Look at Lars and his lot, just the local mercenaries alone number 100, and there are 30 core team members..."

As he spoke, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

Song Heping also felt considerable pressure.