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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 281 SU-25

After driving for over an hour, Song Heping and Yusuf arrived smoothly at the suburban area near Fallujah.

This is not a desert.

It's about one or two hundred kilometers further south before you enter the desert.

The region of Illiguo is not entirely made up of deserts, especially near Baghdad; due to the Euphrates River running from west to east, the areas along the river have relatively moist soil and thus lush vegetation.

Water is the fundamental condition for the birth of civilization.

This place was once the birthplace of one of the four ancient civilizations, but time has changed, and the splendor of the past is no longer present.

After bumping along on a dirt road for a dozen kilometers, they finally saw lights in the distance.

Yusuf pointed excitedly toward the lights and said, "There, over there! Park the car on that side!"

Song Heping frowned and looked towards the direction of the lights, which were on a series of rolling hills.