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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 · Urbain
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Chapter 148: Killing Intent_2

"It seems they're just a bunch of idiots with no fighting capability..."

Song Heping realized.

The combat effectiveness of this armed organization wasn't high.

Even less than that of the Free Army.

The Salafi armed group, according to intelligence, was a small armed organization formed by some former members of Sadam's Suicide Squad with particularly extreme views in this area.

It seemed Ferrari's intelligence was accurate.

It was indeed a small organization.

Apart from a few original members of the Suicide Squad, the rest were all combat trash, not worthy of mention.

da-da-da-da-da—

da-da-da-da—

The PKM machine gun mounted on the truck began to sing joyfully.

A machine gun wasn't the same as an assault rifle.

The PKM used an ammo box, plenty of bullets, fired in a spray like water.

Song Heping saw bullets falling like raindrops around those fleeing militants, occasionally a few hit the body, mostly missed.

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