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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 112: Out with the Old, In with the New_2

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He actually knew about this?

"Your intelligence network is indeed well-informed," Song Heping said. "You know about my business?"

"Of course we know, don't think we Persians are vegetarians," Naxin remained arrogantly, "How was the CIA's waterboarding?"

"It was manageable, not much different than drowning training," Song Heping said.

Naxin said, "The matter you discussed with me before, I have reported it to my superiors. They are very interested in you. My boss said if you really want to have peaceful relations with us, we could set a time to talk."

Could they talk?

The "superiors" he spoke of were probably from the Persians' Special Forces, namely the legendary Guard.

Song Heping was clear that it was impossible to defend the two northern oil fields with mercenaries in the short term.

Only at least a year later, after Sadam was caught, or once Illiguo was completely controlled by the coalition forces, could the oil fields be truly safe.