Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 242 Return to Kandahar

"How could it be such a coincidence?"

Nicky quickly walked to the computer and retrieved some data intelligence obtained by the electronic reconnaissance aircraft during its previous reconnaissance on the western border of Afghanistan, and compared it with the insider intelligence he had just received.

After reading it, she seemed to understand something.

"It wasn't the three-man group that started the firefight. It was the Persian army and the revolutionary brigade that started the firefight..."

She walked back and forth in the command center with two pieces of intelligence in her hands. After walking around a few times, she suddenly stopped.

"Tom, immediately order the quick response team to suspend the evacuation mission and remain in the Hannihin area awaiting orders!"

"Yes, Major."

Tom put down his coffee in front of Nicky, immediately returned to his computer, put on his headphones, and began transmitting orders to the ISA quick response team.

The operation was nearing its end.

Most people in the command center believed that the three-person team had completely lost hope of survival, and the quick reaction team responsible for reception and support was preparing to evacuate the Hanishin area and return to Kandahar before nightfall.

Now, Nicky sees hope in new intelligence.

Maybe there really will be a miracle.

The reality did not disappoint her.

Ten minutes later, Nikki's satellite phone rang. When she took out the phone and saw the number lit up on the screen, the fierce female major couldn't help but screamed: "They're still alive!"

The call was from Mister.

The first thing he said was——

"Major, have you missed me these days?"

Nicky looked around and was secretly glad that he was not using the radio channel, otherwise everyone would have heard it.

"Mister, how are you doing? Where are you now?"

"We are in good condition, with no casualties. Song's defense company sent a combat team to rescue us from the Persian Plateau..."

Mist said, "Let me see where we are... This is the Peshanjan region of Afghanistan. I'll send you the coordinates. Let the quick response team go. I can't wait to get back to Kandahar and take a hot shower."

"You guys stay there and be careful. I'll send a helicopter to pick you up right away. It will arrive within an hour!"

"Very good. By the way, you haven't answered my question yet. Have you missed me these days..."

beep-

A busy tone sounds.

Mist lifted the satellite phone from his ear and glanced at the screen.

"What a heartless woman..."

Song Heping took his phone and returned it to the cook, then taunted him, "Only if you have feelings can you talk about being heartless. Do you have any?"

Mist said, "Brother, have you ever been in love?"

Song Heping shook his head: "No."

Mist said with an unfathomable expression, "In the future, you'll understand that for people like us, love is a luxury. So, don't expect your future love to be anything like vows and promises. All we have is fast food, okay?"

……

It was already 8:40 in the evening when we returned to Kandahar.

It was completely dark.

Nicky prepared a sumptuous dinner for Song Heping and others at the command center, and also sent someone to treat the wounds of Song Heping and others.

The three-person team had been relying on naan, water and a few pieces of dried meat to survive for several days, and they were already starving.

At the dinner table, Nicky asked several people how they had survived the past four days on the Persian Plateau.

Song Heping's explanation was as plain and simple as ever. He briefly described some situations, directly concealed his relationship with the Persians, and placed the key to the rescue on the cooks and others.

Mist, on the other hand, talked incessantly, adding all sorts of exaggerations to describe the four-day escape process as a Hollywood-style American blockbuster of personal heroism.

Song Heping was too lazy to correct him. After all, they were all trivial things, so he just let him make up whatever he wanted.

The key point is that even Mist didn't see the relationship between himself and the Persians, which is the most important thing.

As for how to write the action report, let Mist write it. It has nothing to do with me.

What Song Heping is most concerned about now is the agreement between him and Deputy Commander Peter after returning to the Irigo Green Zone.

As long as the logistics and transportation contract is obtained, the financial resources and strength of the entire "Musician" defense will undergo a qualitative leap.

What is opportunity?
This is opportunity.

Only by seizing opportunities can we become bigger and stronger.

It is said that people who do great things tend to have some degree of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Song Heping also finds it difficult to escape this law.

Either don't do it, or do it to the best of your ability.

While eating, Song Heping received a call from Peter.

He immediately left his seat and went outside to answer the call.

"Song, I wasn't wrong about you. A few days ago, many people said you were dead, but I still had a hunch that you were not dead. Facts have proved that my hunch was correct."

Peter smiled very proudly on the other end of the phone.

Song Heping always felt that there was an unspeakable secret behind Peter's laughter.

But he didn't want to dig deeper. This was not something he should ask.

During this trip to Xinjinyue, Song Heping began to see some clues.

Especially as soon as he returned to Kandahar, he learned from Nikki that the New Golden Moon was in chaos, the Revolutionary Brigade had suffered a serious blow, and was now leaderless and divided. Other armed groups were also fighting to seize the territory and resources that originally belonged to the Revolutionary Brigade.

Especially since Adrian was actually a CIA black group agent, yet ISA eliminated him without hesitation. This made Song Heping a little worried that he would become the scapegoat. But after thinking about it carefully, it was not the case.

My information came from Afanti, and the operation was arranged by the military. No matter what, I can't be blamed for it.

"Luckily, I'm lucky enough to survive." Song Heping pretended to be confused and said, "General, I have done what I promised, and you promised me..."

He deliberately made himself look like he only cared about money and didn't care about anything else, and didn't even know any secret information about the operation.

"No problem. Come see me after you return to the Green Zone. I've prepared the contract. There will be a buffer period after signing. After all, this business was previously contracted by AAFES, and it will take some time for them to hand it over."

Peter changed the subject and asked, "By the way, are you sure you killed Adrian?"

This question immediately made Song Heping alert.

How could a dignified brigadier general not know whether the dead person was the real Adrian?
All we need to do is make a phone call and we can get accurate information from ISA. After all, Mist and I have just given a brief report at the dinner table, and we have photos and other things as evidence.

Obviously, Peter's question was not simply about his identity.

"probably……"

Song Heping deliberately made himself look hesitant.

"We photographed the body and took some of his ID. They're all in the ISA. We've verified it and it's indeed Adrian. As for whether he's the real one, I don't know, General. After all, I don't have time to torture and interrogate him. You know he knew the real Han Fei. I shot him within a second of meeting him. I don't have time for this. Whether he's the real Adrian is something you have to verify."

He deliberately emphasized that he took action less than a second after seeing Adrian.

This means that the other party doesn't even have time to say a word.

Sure enough, when Peter heard that Song Heping had killed Adrian when they met, he laughed happily again: "Not bad! I was right about you. Rumors say you are a talented person, and it seems that your reputation is well-deserved. I am at ease leaving the transportation business to you."

Song Heping responded: "I will only have a chance if you give me one, General."

Peter's laughter suddenly died down. He coughed dryly and said, "Song, do you have any problems with the CIA?"

A holiday?

Asked the CIA?
Song Heping felt that this was another test.

So he confessed, "Yes, there was a misunderstanding between us during a previous escort mission. They found a crime and arrested me, then tortured me all night."

"Oh!" Peter warned in a seemingly caring tone, "Those people in the CIA are not good people. It's better to be careful."

Song Heping asked back: "General, you suddenly asked this question, is there something wrong?"

The reason he asked this was because Peter was deliberately testing him just now.

Peter must have known about the big incident of him being arrested, imprisoned and tortured.

So, he was asking even though he knew the answer.

Peter said, "Because our military is planning to outsource its transportation operations, someone at the CIA got wind of it and submitted a report deeming you and your company unreliable. They asked us not to choose you as a contractor. But don't worry, the CIA doesn't have the final say on military business; we have the final say."

Song Heping thought to himself, it turned out to be true.

The old man is just testing.

It seems the military and the CIA are at odds.

It even seemed like Peter chose himself deliberately, not wanting someone with ties to the CIA.

He vaguely felt that the reason why this $2.4 million annual business fell into his hands was not because his company was strong, nor because he was extremely capable.

Rather, the military was originally looking for a new company with certain combat capabilities and, most importantly, no connection with the CIA.

Blackwater, AAFES, Spartan, and the many contractors who make a living in Erie are unable to do this.

The "Musician" defense is an exception.

A team founded by Russians, and then a company brought to the fore by a Chinese.

Clean, no background.

perfect!

Two days later, after Song Heping finished his rest in Kandahar and made a summary of the operation, he took his team on a C-17 transport plane back to Irigu.

But Mist stayed in Afghanistan.

Of course, he didn't say why.

Song Heping didn't ask either.

But I vaguely guessed that it was related to the new golden moon.

Because Mist revealed some information when chatting with him.

New Golden Moon fell into chaos. The military planned to intervene and launch an anti-drug operation, and this operation would inevitably require the intervention of special forces.

Mist is said to be joining a secret team composed of Delta Force and entering the New Golden Moon to carry out a mission.

He is a professional soldier and this is the kind of work he does.

Song Heping could only ask him to take care of himself.

He suddenly felt that being a contractor was actually quite good, as he didn't have to risk his life like guys like Mist.

I suddenly understood what Mist's love was, which could be secreted at any time like saliva.

He and Nicky probably really got together. One night, Song Heping woke up in the middle of the night and saw Mist, who was in the same tent, sneaking out like a thief.

Song Heping walked to the door of the tent curiously and took a look.

The guy went into Nicky's room not far away.

When it comes to tactics, Song Heping is not impressed by Mist.

But when it comes to this aspect, Song Heping has to admit that he is more than nine streets behind this "big stud".

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)