Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 280 I have a bold idea
What is most difficult for Song Heping now is not the source of the SA-9 missile launch system, nor is it worrying about small details such as transportation and collection.

Because the SA-9 missile launch system is the munitions left behind by the former government forces of Irigoe, Yusuf and his logistics department must know where these things are. The most important thing is that all high-value military equipment, such as aircraft, anti-aircraft missiles, tanks and other large objects are monitored by the military, which means that the UN Security Council has an additional level of control.

Peter has already hinted that he can allow his arms business to proceed unimpeded within Irigo, which means that Peter tacitly agreed that he could secretly purchase arms from the supplies department.

Because Peter was very clear that he had connections with the people in the Logistics Department, he finally hinted that he "had a way". The situation was already very obvious. Peter asked him to continue to go to the Logistics Department to buy and sell large quantities of arms. He would handle the review, and the three SA-9 air defense missile launch systems must be shipped to Africa and sold to the Salafi armed forces.

The entire business cannot have anything to do with their military. If something goes wrong, they will have to take the blame and be the scapegoat.

What is most difficult for Song Heping at the moment is that this matter involves Salafi armed forces.

I am not afraid that the Salafi armed forces will kill me.

After all, the other party may not know that it was me who wiped out a small branch of the Salafi armed forces.

Even if he knew that this deal was tacitly approved by the American military and that he was backed by the US military, the African branch of the Salafi armed forces would not dare to kill him no matter how much they disliked him, otherwise he would never be able to buy weapons in the future.

The hard part is Dominic.

You know, one of the conditions for Dominic to join the company is to help him take revenge and kill the Salafi armed forces.

If Dominic knew about this, wouldn't he be furious?

He could indeed do this business without considering Dominic's feelings, but he would lose an excellent pilot and become a man who did not keep his word.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

There was a knock on the office door.

Song Heping woke up from his thoughts and said to the door, "Come in."

It was Ferrari who pushed open the door and entered.

He looked around the office and said with a smile, "Why? Meditating here?"

"Correct."

Song Heping waved his hand: "Ferrari, sit down."

Ferrari noticed that Song Heping's expression was not right, so he put away his smile, turned around and closed the door.

Song Heping asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Ferrari replied, "I came here to ask if you've seen the resumes of those core operatives?"

Song Heping shook his head: "I haven't seen it yet. I went to Peter's place early this morning and had breakfast with him."

"This guy," Ferrari shook his head, "always loves a sense of ceremony. He thinks the company is having a breakfast meeting, and he always likes to talk to people during breakfast."

Ferrari is the only person who can be considered a think tank in defense companies today.

It is true that the others are brothers, but there are not many people like Ferrari who can think about problems with him and solve company development problems.

Action team members are important, but think tanks are equally important.

Song Heping said: "Ferrari, there is something I want to talk to you about."

Ferrari knew that what Song Heping wanted to discuss must be very important. He saw the seriousness on Song Heping's face and asked, "What is it? You don't plan to discuss it at the company meeting?"

Song Heping shook his head: "Let me talk to you first. Right now, many things are being discussed at the company meeting, but they are not interested."

Ferrari remembered how everyone dozed off during the previous meeting, and understood why Song Heping was like that. He smiled wryly and said, "It can't be helped. They all listen to you."

Song Heping said, "They are not interested in this kind of thing. Our company still needs more think tank talents. We are no longer just an ordinary small group of mercenaries. The development of the company requires more types of talents, such as you."

Ferrari laughed and said, "I'll take it as a compliment."

Song Heping raised his finger and waved it: "No, you know I won't deliberately try to please others unless I have a purpose."

Ferrari said seriously, "Tell me, what difficulties did you encounter with Peter?"

"Our company is facing another opportunity. How should I put it? You could call it an opportunity, but if we're not careful, it could be a crisis." Song Heping said, "Peter didn't come to me about the contract. You've already handled that very well. Now that the fleet is operational, the escort can be managed by Gray Wolf and the others. Peter met me this time to discuss the arms issue."

"arms?"

Ferrari's eyes lit up, and he looked surprised and happy.

"Handle their munitions?"

Song Heping nodded: "It seems that I can't hide it from you."

Ferrari said, "This kind of thing used to be done by AAFES. What's the matter? Peter and his military bosses don't want to do it for AAFES anymore?"

Song Heping said: "When he first mentioned it to me, I was also confused. But after a while, I understood that he wanted us to do their dirty work. For example, this time, he wanted me to find a way to transport three SA-3 air defense missile launch systems to the Sahel region of Africa and hand them over to the armed groups there."

Ferrari sneered, "So it's a dirty job. Hehe, I've seen this kind of thing before..."

His expression became complicated and he didn't continue.

Song Heping asked, "What do you think?"

Ferrari leaned back in his chair, put his feet directly on the desk, then took out a cigarette case, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Suddenly, he remembered something and handed the cigarette box to Song Heping and said, "Want one?"

Song Heping shook his head: "You know I don't smoke."

Ferrari said, “Maybe you will smoke in the future.”

After saying that, he put away the cigarette box, looked up at the ceiling and blew out smoke rings.

Song Heping didn't understand what this guy meant, so he asked, "You haven't answered me yet, what do you think?" Ferrari shifted his gaze from the ceiling back to Song Heping's face: "What do you think? Look at me now-"

He spread his hands.

"Lie down and watch."

Song Heping didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm not interested in listening to you teasing me."

Ferrari said, "You don't have a choice."

He paused and continued, "Don't we Chinese have an old saying that when you're in the underworld, you have no choice but to do what you want?"

The one-eighth of his Chinese ancestry began to awaken again.

As he spoke, he pointed his finger at Song Heping in the air and said, "You are now. Do you think you can refuse? Absolutely not! Unless you give up everything right now and take the money in your bank and go back to China, otherwise, as long as you want to stay in Yiligo and get the contract money from the US military, you have to do it."

Song Heping sighed.

He had to admit that Ferrari was a veteran and a smart man.

His views are consistent with mine.

But really let go?

Are you willing?

Willing?

Besides, I don't like to give up halfway.

It is of course impossible to just give up the situation that we have finally opened up.

Ferrari added: "Do it, you have no choice."

Song Heping said, "Looking at it from a positive perspective, this is an opportunity for us to make a breakthrough in arms. The man I rescued in Ecuador, Silas, his father is a major general in the Venezuelan Army. He invited me to breakfast at the hotel and introduced me to the South American arms market and its current situation. I finally understood from him that the South American market is a solid block of iron. Anyone who tries to get involved is like hammering nails into the block. Without some ability, there's no way to develop, unless you start small. If you want to expand, without a background and backing, you're doomed. Even someone like him almost lost his son in Colombia if he tried to get involved."

"Of course, you just don't know." Ferrari withdrew his feet from the desk, sat up straight again, looked at Song Heping in front of him and said, "The Colombian military and the United States nominally have a lot of cooperation in drug control. In fact, whether from a political or military perspective, many South American countries are the back garden of the United States. If you look up the history of the Americas, you will understand what I am talking about. So, when the cook said he wanted to sell arms to America, do you remember that I ridiculed him? Do you think I was bored and had nothing better to do than to pick a fight with him? No, no, no, I was just laughing at a simple-minded guy like the cook who had no idea how dangerous South America was. He thought it was still the Soviet era!"

"So, I think so too." Song Heping said, "I know Peter wants us to do the dirty work, but I can't think of any other way to open up arms sales. He also told me that the arms that were stolen from us in Colombia were the result of intelligence and routes that the CIA had their people in South America provide to the AUC armed forces."

"No wonder!"

Ferrari suddenly realized.

"At first, I was wondering how they got such accurate intelligence. The amount of arms the cook was secretly selling wasn't particularly large, but they mobilized an armed group to steal it, and they didn't even give the drug cartel any face. I couldn't believe there wasn't someone behind this. It turned out to be the CIA."

"We previously offended Simon, the CIA station chief in Irigo. I guess he's got his eyes on us. He probably knows about the arms sales, but since it involves the Interim Governing Council, even if they come after us, they can't kill us. That's why they resorted to such despicable tactics."

Song Heping said, "This time we have the military's endorsement. I guess the CIA will have to be cautious when selling arms under this golden signboard in the future. Remember what I told you about those large equipment like planes that Yusuf mentioned?"

Ferrari's eyes flashed with surprise: "Are you really going to sell those things?"

Song Heping said: "Selling guns and selling airplanes are both selling things, what's the difference? It's not like selling mushroom bombs."

Ferrari nodded thoughtfully: "It seems to make sense."

Then he asked, "It seems you have made up your mind, why are you still asking me?"

Song Heping said: "The most troublesome part of the whole thing is not the sale of missiles, but Dominica."

"Dominic?!" Ferrari said, "What does this have to do with him?"

"Because the buyer of the SA-9 missiles this time is the Salafi armed forces," said Song Heping.

"Salafi?!"

Ferrari frowned.

He felt that the name seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

After a long moment, he suddenly screamed, "FUCK! We were the ones who wiped out a branch of the Salafi militia near the water station?!"

Song Heping nodded. "Yes, it was the same organization that Dominic asked me to promise to avenge his comrades when he joined. They were the Salafi armed forces in the Sahel region. They were the ones who shot down Dominic's plane and nearly took his life."

Ferrari was stunned: "FUCK! This is..."

Song Heping scratched his head: "This is my biggest headache right now. If Dominic knew about this, I'm afraid he would turn against me and leave the company."

Ferrari thought for a while but couldn't come up with any good solution.

"Song, I'm not saying this, but Dominic won't agree to this unless he leaves. And you're taking a huge risk. Think about it, what's the SA-9 used for? It's for air defense. How does the French maintain their absolute advantage in the Sahel? The Air Force! These three missile systems are probably used against the French. I know the US military has been trying to increase its military presence in the Sahel over the past few years. They didn't have a good solution before, but now they want to take advantage of the 911/ global counter-terrorism campaign and enter the region under the guise of counter-terrorism. These systems are probably intended to target the French Air Force. If one or two French Air Force planes are shot down, and they're Soviet-made weapons, do you think the French will agree to allow American counter-terrorism forces to enter the Sahel to assist them?"

Song Heping said, "I've already thought of this. Otherwise, this is why Peter didn't let AAFES do it. I'm considering more than that now. I'm worried that Peter's military forces will abandon us after the French track us down. This is what I need to guard against."

Ferrari spread his hands: "We have to choose a good retreat."

Song Heping frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "As for Dominic, I have a bold idea."

"What bold idea?" Ferrari asked.

Song Heping said, "Peter only wants us to sell weapons to the Salafi armed forces, so we just need to ship the SA-9 to the Sahel region and give it to them. But he didn't say that I can't kill their leader, right?"

Ferrari was completely shocked this time.

FUCK!

This is such a bold idea!
　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)