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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 81 Profits of Armaments

"Song, you describe the situation here as so terrible, yet you just let those guys go?"

The cook remembered when Song Heping let Naxin and his few people go.

In his view, since the defense of the oil field was so difficult, why release the enemy's scouts and make it even harder for themselves?

The cook couldn't understand Song Heping's thinking.

Catch an enemy, just kill him, why all the twists and turns?

He couldn't comprehend the war thinking of Song Heping, an Easterner.

But he couldn't just ignore Song Heping's orders.

After all, before Song Heping came to the "Musician" organization, he and White Bear were always hanging out in the Green Zone, begging for leftovers, so miserable they were almost ready to go back to their old jobs.

Song Heping was not only smart but also undoubtedly a bringer of good fortune.

Since he joined, they got a defense company, and in less than half a month, they made over five million US dollars, unimaginable in the past.