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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".

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Chapter 173 Tactical Advancement

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"When Company A launches the attack, we'll move into sniper positions, and your squad will be responsible for perimeter defense."

Vincent issued the order to Song Heping with a harsh tone.

"Understood, no problem, how much distance should we maintain?"

"Do you even need to ask?" Vincent said with dissatisfaction, "The optimum distance is 300 meters, don't you know that?"

Song Heping originally wanted to retort but thought better of it and let it go.

The distance for perimeter defense was not fixed; 300 meters was just a commonly used range. In actual situations, it would depend on the enemy's strength and the actual battlefield conditions.

"Understood," replied Song Heping with a calm response.

No sooner had they finished the conversation than Samir next to him started to badmouth Vincent with a look of disgust.

"Look at their tone of voice, they really treat us like a servant army!"