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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 · Urbano
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Chapter 17: Alarm Over the Airport

Inside and outside the Baghdad Green Zone, it was as if there were two worlds—fire and ice.

There were over a dozen entry and exit points in the Green Zone. Entry wasn't just a matter of passing through three security checkpoints—it also involved navigating a corridor lined with barricades designed to slow traffic and prevent suicide car bombings. Usually, one or two Humvee armored vehicles would be parked at the exits, and a crucial entrance might have an Abrams Tank stationed. The machine guns atop the tank and Humvees aimed at every approaching person and vehicle.