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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
373 Chs

Chapter 40: Stirring Up a Hornet's Nest

"We need to retreat now!"

Grey Wolf was no longer willing to stay here for another minute.

"After taking these two down, a breach must have been opened here. If we don't leave now, it'll be too late."

"Alright! Let's pull out!"

Song Heping immediately approved of his suggestion.

"I'll use this, and later you'll be in charge of contacting the Chef and the rest."

Song Heping clipped the portable radio found on the body to his tactical vest and put on the headset.

Grey Wolf gave Song Heping a thumbs up.

Because what Song Heping did was extremely smart.

The death of these two would temporarily go unnoticed by the commander, and by listening to their tactical frequency, they could hear the enemy's communication, which would help identify their position and points of engagement and avoid those dangerous areas.

Song Heping went to pull Angel out of the muddy pit.

This Yale graduate was now covered in stinking mud, no longer retaining any of her previous haughty demeanor.