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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 197: Mid Trap

"IED!"

"Contact, Contact!"

"KIA, KIA!"

"Taking fire!"

The radio channel plunged into chaos in an instant, with various tactical communication terms interweaving and filling everyone's hearing.

As per procedure, the infantry of the lead forces were to conduct detailed searches and reconnaissance of the surrounding buildings and streets at each location they passed, ensuring safety before notifying the following troops to advance.

Previously, Major Lonnie had particularly emphasized the need for the lead Sword Company's armored platoon to shell the surrounding buildings indiscriminately to ensure no ambush was present before advancing.

However, unexpectedly, even with such caution, they couldn't avoid triggering a trap.

What utterly destroyed their armored command vehicle wasn't an RPG rocket but an IED, a roadside explosive device pre-planted nearby.