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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 25: Modifying the AKM

The next morning, Song Heping sat beside the shipping container, sipping lemonade.

When he woke up, his head was splitting with pain.

The Scotch whisky purchased last night by the chef might have been counterfeit.

If it were real whisky, why would his head hurt?

"Lost."

Grey Wolf had arrived behind him at some point.

"Good morning."

"Do you also have a headache?"

"Yeah, I think the chef bought fake whisky last night."

Hearing this, Song Heping laughed.

He hadn't expected someone else to share his thoughts.

Following the war in Eligo, the alcohol business also thrived.

Everything in the war zone was expensive.

Smuggling whisky was also a good business here.

At present, most of the alcohol in the Green Zone had an unclear origin, and its price was twice as high as in normal countries.

That's war for you.

A nightmare for the common folk, a paradise for the ambitious.

Song Heping, "Hasn't the chef woken up yet?"