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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 · perkotaan
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Chapter 124: Acting as Swift as Lightning

Illiguo northern mountainous region, Artie Village.

One o'clock in the morning.

This was a northern mountainous village.

The village was small, home to just over sixty households.

In earlier years the population was larger, but during the eight-year war between the Persians and the people of Illiguo, the residents here either fled to the Turks or to Persia. Most of those who stayed were elderly people who couldn't move.

Children who grew up in this environment didn't have many career choices. They either herded sheep or joined armed organizations to make a living.

Most of the villages on the border were semi-militarized like this.

Why are the armed organizations here hard to eliminate?

Because here, anyone might be a spy for an armed organization.

When the government army airstrikes, they duck into the mountains.

Send in the infantry, and the mountain terrain hinders mechanized progress.