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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".

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Chapter 140: Highland Lone Wolf

The climate here in the mountainous regions of Turkey was drastically different from that of Illiguo; during autumn, temperatures could drop below freezing at night.

The altitude was high, the air was thin and low in oxygen, posing a significant challenge for anyone trekking through the mountains.

Song Heping kept his eyes on the map, using a GPS to aid his journey.

This helped prevent him from getting lost.

Even with a GPS in hand, one couldn't be completely at ease when marching through highland terrain,

because of the terrain's effect, often the GPS signal would get interrupted.

When that happened, you had to rely on a map and compass, using the most primitive methods to determine your position and find the right azimuth and route.

He had been walking for a good ten-plus hours, nearly an entire day.

Song Heping felt both exhausted and thirsty.