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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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Song Heping was powerless to turn the tide even if he were as tough as nails.

They were facing an entire platoon.

The bullets were pouring down like a torrential rain; it wasn't an exaggeration to describe it that way.

He and Rabbani were pinned behind a mound of earth, unable to even raise their heads.

They didn't even have a chance to stick their guns out.

Given the density of the barrage, it could break your hand and damage your gun.

Dadadada—

A burst of gunfire came from behind; Mist, who had already retreated over thirty meters, was shooting at the attacking Persian border police from a slope.

Mist's marksmanship was still quite impressive; every burst found its mark, two bursts took out two men.

Faced with this sudden ambush, the advancing speed of the border police slowed substantially, as those at the forefront immediately sought cover on-site.

As a result, the pressure on Song Heping's side significantly decreased.

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