Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 276: Follow Lao Song and you’ll have meat to eat!
"I received a call from Yusuf last night. He said that according to the reconstruction plan, the US military intends to re-equip the entire Iriguchi army. Since the previous Shadamu era, the equipment used here was Soviet-style, including the aircraft. I guess the Americans want to control this place in the future and plan a major personnel change, replacing all the aircraft with American-made aircraft like the F-16. Therefore, all the aircraft of the previous government air force must be replaced."

Before Song Heping finished speaking, Ferrari sneered, "Haha, I believe this is true. When I was in the Provisional Governing Council, I participated in the evaluation plan for rebuilding the New Iriga government army. There were two options at the time. One was to retain the Soviet aircraft and equipment on the original basis, import parts from some Eastern European countries or hire personnel for maintenance and repair. However, the special envoy directly rejected it."

Song Heping nodded and said, "That's easy to understand. I found it strange at first, but Yusuf explained to me that the complete elimination of Soviet equipment in favor of American equipment is, firstly, politically motivated and symbolically significant. Secondly, future maintenance and upkeep will generate a significant income. Otherwise, Irigo's oil revenue wouldn't be properly spent. Thirdly...complete elimination means comprehensive equipment replacement. Whether it's the military or the military-industrial complex, all those aircraft in the graveyards and production lines in the factories will have a place to be used. Furthermore, the military is in complete control of this matter, so there's no shortage of money to be made."

The cook asked, "Sang, how much more do you think is left?"

Song Heping said: "We don't know yet. Yusuf was only recently notified to start dealing with these planes."

The cook asked curiously, "Didn't they say that all of Shadamu's air force planes were destroyed after the war started?"

Song Heping shook his head. "No, during Operation Freedom in Iligo, Shadamu's air force rarely took off. The coalition forces destroyed planes hiding in the desert and hidden hangars. Many were actually transferred from the airport and hidden all over Iligo. Now that the situation is under control, they have been slowly discovered and cleared out. I estimate there must be at least dozens of them..."

The cook asked, "What types of planes are they?"

Song Heping said: "The models are not too new. They are probably SU-22, SU-25 and old MiG models. I heard there are also French Mirage F1.EQ. I will go to Yusuf to get a list of the details. They are currently taking inventory themselves."

"I really didn't expect that..." Gray Wolf sighed, "I thought Shadamu hadn't built any flying planes."

Song Heping shook his head: "Of course not, it's just that the fighting spirit of the Air Force collapsed at that time. Few people dared to take off to fight, so people felt that they had no planes left."

He paused and continued, "Brothers, we must get involved in the arms business. The profits here are huge, so we must have our own pilots and even our own maintenance personnel."

"Soviet fighter planes are easy!"

Bai Xiong volunteered, "I know quite a few experienced technicians in this field. If the salary is right, I think they wouldn't mind coming here to work."

"Selling planes..."

The hunter felt like he was dreaming.

I clearly joined a PMC company, so what? They even sell arms?

It’s not surprising to sell arms, isn’t it just guns and cannons?

Damn, now even airplanes can be sold just like that?

Disaster Star still looks heartless. He only knows how to follow the hunter. Wherever the hunter goes, he goes. He doesn't care about selling planes or even H bombs.

"According to the current situation, the newly formed government forces will likely have to replace everything from the army to the air force to the navy with American equipment. We won't just have to sell guns and cannons, but also planes and even anti-aircraft missiles! We can't let go of any legacy left by the entire Shadamu government that can be sold for money."

"Follow the boss and you'll have meat to eat!"

The white bear suddenly became excited.

"Yes! Follow the boss and you'll have meat to eat!"

The usually reserved Gray Wolf felt so excited after hearing this and couldn't help laughing.

I became a mercenary before just to save some money and go back to my hometown to buy a farm of dozens of acres to spend the rest of my life.

Now it seems that the area of ​​this farm needs to be recalculated. A few dozen acres are completely insufficient to satisfy the appetite.

"Don't be too happy too soon."

Seeing everyone getting excited, Song Heping couldn't help but pour cold water on them, saying, "Heavy equipment like airplanes isn't as simple as guns and ammunition. Yusuf's supplies department is only responsible for registration. They probably don't have the authority to handle it secretly. Besides, airplanes are difficult to hide, and they have to be concealed from everyone before they can be transported. It's simply impossible. I just have this idea, and the specific implementation needs to be considered."

This time, no one can do it.

He was full of energy before, but now he is back to the world.

Seeing that everyone present was stunned, Song Heping continued to make promises: "Don't look like your father has died. Everything depends on human effort. I will find a way to deal with this matter. When I have a clue, you can just execute it."

The meeting lasted more than two hours.

Except for the initial period when everyone was in high spirits, when it came to the arrangements for the transportation contract, everyone in the meeting room began to feel sleepy, and many people even yawned.

Song Heping could only let others go back to rest, and he stayed to discuss the contract with Ferrari.

After all, most of the people in his company are rough and unrefined. When discussing the details of the contract, it would be like listening to a foreign language to them, so of course they would fall asleep.

This made Song Heping feel that in the future the company could not only have an operations department, but also administrative, intelligence, business and other departments.

It is difficult to make the company bigger and stronger by relying only on a few core members.

A few hours later, Ferrari reported all the details to Song Heping. It must be said that Ferrari is a good hand in administration and financial management.

All the documents required to sign the contract with the military have been completed. We only need to wait three days to go to General Peter to sign the contract.

Finally, Ferrari handed Song Heping a dozen resumes and told him that these were the candidates who had applied for the core action team members in recent days.

"I've seen them all, and they're all good players. Take a look at how many you want, mark them and tell me, and I'll take care of them."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Ferrari. After the contract is signed, I'll reward you based on your performance. You'll definitely get a bonus!"

Song Heping's words made Ferrari smile.

I'm not afraid of working hard as long as I'm paid.

As long as you pay me enough, boss, I'm yours.

As long as you pay me enough, boss, you don't have to treat me as a human being.

When Song Heping came out of the conference room, it was already dusk.

The setting sun had already fallen to the west of the green area, leaving golden outlines on the treetops.

The sky was getting dark and the aroma of mutton wafted from the kitchen.

In Yiligo, cattle are hard to find except for breeding.

After all, for the current Yiligo, cattle are also a means of production.

The long line of applicants at the company's door had disappeared, and the office area was empty. Song Heping walked out of the door and came to the yard, only to see the cook sitting alone on a stool beside the flower bed in the yard, his back looking a little lonely.

"cook."

Song Heping went over and sat down beside the flower bed.

"What about the rest?"

"They're all out wandering around," the cook said. "White Bear and his wife went shopping in the commercial street in the Green Zone. Gray Wolf said he wanted to buy a good gun from Harvey; he doesn't want to use an AKM anymore. Hunter and Disaster said they have nothing to do tonight and won't be back for dinner. They'll go find a good place to eat..."

"Why don't you go?" Song Heping sensed that the cook seemed to have something to do.

Sure enough, the cook did not answer Song Heping immediately.

"Is there anything that can't be solved?"

After waiting for a long time, Song Heping asked again: "If you have any difficulties, tell us and we will help you solve them."

"I'm fine," the cook said. "You guys have been in so much trouble this time. You took a risk with me to South America and nearly lost your life."

Song Heping said: "It's also the company's business."

The cook shook his head and fell silent again.

After a long while, he said, "Sang, I'm going to leave."

"Leave?" Song Heping was slightly startled: "Where to?"

He vaguely remembered the cook having mentioned this idea before.

But he felt that it was just a momentary emotion.

After all, the company has just gotten on track and wealth is within reach, so it would be unreasonable to leave.

The cook looked at the sunset in the distance and said thoughtfully, "When I first brought White Bear and the others to Yiligo, I didn't have many ideas. I just wanted to find a place to make some quick money, save up a million or eight hundred thousand dollars each, and then go back to Russia to do some business. I never dreamed that our company would develop to this day..."

Having said that, he suddenly laughed.

"I have nearly $20 million now. If I save a little, I won't have to worry about anything for the rest of my life."

Song Heping said, "Chef, you don't seem like someone who would be content with a small fortune."

The cook still didn't respond immediately, but was thinking about something. After a moment, he said, "Sang, I really learned a lot from you."

He turned and looked at Song Heping.

Song Heping felt a little embarrassed by his gaze and asked, "What's wrong with you today? You're as sentimental as a woman."

The cook continued, "If it weren't for you, I believe our company wouldn't be what it is today, but..."

The conversation ended here.

Silence began again.

Song Heping vaguely sensed something and asked tentatively, "How about you be the legal representative?"

The cook snorted. "What do you think of me, Yevgeny? I know who's the most suitable person to be the boss of the company. I just want to leave..."

Finally, he added, "I'm not quitting entirely because of you. Of course, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't because of you. There can't be two tigers in one mountain. You were born to be the boss, and I'm the type who won't be outdone. To put it bluntly, one of us has to leave, otherwise this company will definitely be in trouble in the future."

Song Heping was speechless.

He wanted to say something.

But suddenly I felt that what the cook said seemed to make sense.

The chef was born unwilling to be inferior to others, and my arrival completely overshadowed his glory. No wonder he felt uncomfortable.

"I've made enough money. If you think it's difficult for us to work together again, I can go back to China. The money I have is enough for me to spend for the rest of my life."

The cook waved his hand. "That's what I'm going to say next. Why are you going back? A natural born warrior like you, going back with no battles to fight, re-enlisting? Is that interesting? Wouldn't it be better to be the boss of a defense company? You can go back and start your own business. You'll earn more than you can here."

Song Heping remained speechless.

He once again conceded that the cook was telling the truth.

"A friend of mine invited me back to Russia. He'd asked me about it before, but I'd been putting it off until now because of Ivan," the cook said. "He said he had an opportunity and asked if I wanted to take it. He could introduce me to a great man. If I could seize the opportunity, I'd definitely be very successful in the future."

Song Heping asked: "Opportunity? What kind of business?"

The cook smiled and said, "Go back and open a restaurant and be a cook."

Song Heping was stunned: "You must be kidding me, are you really going to open a restaurant?"

"Hmm." The cook thought for a moment and said, "There are some things I can't say, but it really is about opening a restaurant, but... never mind, I'll keep it to myself. I think it's worth going back and giving it a try."

Song Heping wanted to persuade him, but suddenly he felt that it was a legitimate thing for the other person to go back and open a restaurant. Isn’t that a good thing?
Is it possible that a life like mine, filled with blood and gore, is a normal life?
"Opening a restaurant... not bad, your cooking skills are great." Song Heping said, "Maybe this can become the largest catering group in Russia. Is your friend also in the catering business? If you become big in the future, you will be responsible for entertaining me when I go to Russia. All the food and drinks are yours!"

"No problem, I will keep this satellite phone number. You can always find me."

The cook looked at Song Heping, and a strange light appeared in his eyes again, as if he had a lot to say but couldn't.

Finally, he stood up and patted Song Heping on the shoulder: "My friend is not in the catering industry. He is a former KGB and now works in the Federal Security Service."

"Ex-KGB?!"

Song Heping was dumbfounded.

Damn, this is someone from the intelligence department.

The famous KGB.

"I'm leaving tomorrow morning. Don't tell anyone about this. I'll text them after I leave. I'm not taking Bai Xiong and the others with me either. There's nothing much for them to do if they go back with me. Do I want to ask all these former paratroopers to wash dishes in my kitchen? I'll leave them all to you. These are old brothers. You have to treat them well. Maybe we'll have a chance to meet again in the future...but..."

He paused again.

"I still hope..."

Having said that, the cook chose to shut up again.

He didn't say anything else in the end, turned around and went back to his room, leaving Song Heping confused.

What happened to the cook?!

He was completely confused and had no idea what was going on.

　Asking for a monthly ticket! Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)