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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
Peringkat tidak cukup
400 Chs

Chapter 215: Complications Arise

The off-road vehicle had just left the dirt road when bullets hit the ground.

If it weren't for Song Heping's accurate premonition of danger, one of them might have been hit by the gunfire.

Some people manage to survive on the battlefield not just because of their polished tactics, rich combat experience, and exceptional luck, but also due to another crucial factor: battlefield foresight, or what's commonly known as combat intuition.

Song Heping had a certain talent in this area, often saving his own life at critical moments.

The two quickly grabbed their guns, jumped out of the vehicle, and took cover in front of the engine, using the hood as a shield.

"Who's out there?"

Mist called out, inquiring.

Song Heping's mind raced, trying to make a precise judgment.

Once they returned fire, it would mean war, with no turning back.

If the other party was just a village sentry reacting instinctively to a strange vehicle, retaliating would only eliminate their room to maneuver.