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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 · Ciudad
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Chapter 75 Ambush in the Open Area

Hassan Oilfield Area was large enough.

A few people in a squad entering was like ants stepping into a skyscraper.

It was like a game of hide and seek.

The armed squad that had infiltrated the living quarters didn't realize that the mantis was stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Thinking they were undetected, they planned to launch a surprise attack on the oil company's employees and those mercenaries, without knowing that three specters of death had already followed them closely.

Song Heping's earpiece finally transmitted Hunter's voice.

"Boss, I'm in position."

He didn't say much, but it was clear enough; he had climbed the tower.

There were many towers in the oilfield, all made of steel structures, very sturdy, and most of them more than a dozen meters high, from which one could control a large area when looking down from above.

Song Heping dared not respond; in the depth of night, even the slightest sound could alert the enemy and bring unnecessary trouble.