Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 374 Conditions
Three days later, in southern Venezuela, near the town of Maroa.

The Orinoco River flows through dense jungles, and its banks are covered with lush vegetation, forming a series of green barriers, as if it is the most meticulous arrangement of nature.

A Toyota SUV slowly climbed up the hill along the dirt road and stopped in an open space at a turning point.

The passenger door opened, and Song Heping, with his left hand still wrapped, walked to the edge of the hillside and looked into the distance.

The location here has an excellent view and you can see the entire jungle opposite.

This is a plain formed by river alluvial deposits over many years. The terrain is relatively flat compared to the central part of Venezuela. However, since Venezuela's major cities and oil-producing areas are basically located in the coastal areas of Lake Maracaibo and the Gulf of Venezuela in the north, and this place is located in the southernmost part of Venezuela, close to Colombia and Guyana, it is not so prosperous, and many places are still in the state of primitive jungle.

Less than 30 kilometers west of here is Colombia.

Going south, it’s more than 200 kilometers to enter Brazil.

Its location is at the junction of three countries, similar to the Golden Triangle.

Jiang Feng got out of the driver's seat and walked over to Song Heping. Seeing the latter standing there for a long time, he couldn't help but ask, "Old squad leader, what are you looking at?"

Song Heping raised his hand and drew a circle in front of him: "Jiang Feng, what do you think if I buy all this land?"

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment and said, "Old squad leader, are you planning to retire? Open a breeding farm here?"

"You want to retire at such a young age?" Song Heping asked back.

Jiang Feng's face flushed slightly as he said, "That's not the case...but our industry relies on youth. I can only work for a dozen years at most. Once I make money, I'll go back to China."

Hearing him say this, Song Heping felt somewhat emotional.

In fact, isn’t this what all mercenaries think?
But how many can actually live to a safe retirement?
What's more, after getting used to this kind of life on the edge of a knife, how many people can return to normal life?

I've only been in the industry for a little over a year, but I already feel like I'm stuck in the world, so what's with all the talk of more than a decade...

"I'm not planning to run a farm," Song Heping said clearly. "Jiang Feng, what do you think about setting up a school here?"

This had always been a secret that Song Heping had kept in his heart and had never told anyone. When he told it this time, Jiang Feng was shocked.

"School? You mean a military school?"

"Yes, you can also say it is our company's training base. It doesn't matter, it's just a title." Song Heping said, "I always feel that Brother Yi's place will not last long. Even though we are currently cooperating closely with the Americans, no one dares to say that we will fall out one day. If that happens, we won't even have a place to run."

"Why not go to Russia?" Jiang Feng asked.

Song Heping glanced at Jiang Feng and thought of the cook.

Russia is also a good choice.

But the water in places like Russia is no shallower than in Irigoe.

Besides, the cook had left the "Musician" defense because he wanted to make his own way, and parted ways with me. So if I went to Russia again, would I compete with him?

Recently, Song Heping has also learned some news about the chef from the White Bear couple.

The current chef actually runs a restaurant in Moscow.

But the restaurant he opened is said to be extraordinary.

In Bai Xiong's words, he was hanging out with people from the Russian Federal Security Service (FSB), and the restaurant was more like a private club under the name of a restaurant than a restaurant.

Based on this news, Song Heping roughly guessed what the chef was going to do.

People like him are not naturally content with mediocrity. Although he is a good cook and can be considered a gourmet when it comes to food, that is just his hobby, not his ideal.

The chef will eventually have to go back to his old ways, that is, private defense, and he is also suitable for this.

Therefore, Song Heping would never consider Russia. Putting aside other factors, the chef alone made Song Heping not want to go to Russia to develop business.

"Russia is a deep water country, not suitable for you and me." Song Heping gave a vague explanation, then changed the subject and said, "Look at this place, is it suitable for a training base?"

"It's quite suitable. There are rivers, lakes, jungles and mountains. It's no problem to carry out special operations training." Jiang Feng said.

Song Heping said: "When you were in the army, I remember you were in the teaching brigade, right?"

Jiang Feng answered without hesitation: "That's right."

Then he paused for a moment and said, "Are you going to follow the teaching team's rules?"

Song Heping said, "Why not? We're going to develop special operations training in the future. Do you think I want to open a National Defense University? You can't get everything done overnight. Let's start with special operations and small team command majors, and we can work on other things later."

In fact, this is only half the story.

Song Heping did not reveal the deeper purpose.

Because it is better to keep this matter confidential so far.

As the two were talking, Song Heping's cell phone rang.

After the call was connected, it was Ramas' voice.

"Song, where are you?"

"It's on the hillside opposite the river where we agreed to meet..." Song Heping answered Ramas's question while looking back at the mountain road they came from.

On a dirt road about one kilometer away, two dark green military off-road vehicles were driving slowly on the mountain road.

"I see you. I'm at your 8 o'clock position. Do you see me?"

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved towards the two off-road vehicles.

Soon, Lamas on the other end of the line said, "OK, I see you."

Five minutes later, two military off-road vehicles drove onto the platform at the turn.

As soon as Lamas got out of the car, he asked, "Song, you're not interested in this place, are you?"

He walked to Song Heping, put his hands on his hips and looked at the river and jungle in the distance.

"This place is very desolate and has no supporting facilities. Why don't you take my suggestion and open it near the Gogoa Army Special Forces School? There are military camps and a hospital nearby, which is quite convenient."

"I just like desolate places. What's more, I want a lot of land, and it's probably not easy to get land in Bolivar State."

Song Heping raised his hand and pointed into the distance.

"As for supporting facilities, they are not necessary. I can build a hospital myself at the training base. I also plan to build an airport here, and even a runway that can take off and land helicopters and fighter jets."

"what?!"

Song Heping's words almost scared Lamas so much that he rolled down the hillside.

Even though he was a general, he had seen the world.

But I've never seen such a big appetite.

The Gogoya Army Special Forces School doesn't even have an airport, and Song Heping wants to build one just by talking about it. Isn't this crazy?!
"Song, I don't have time for jokes. Do you know what you're talking about? An airport? Taking off and landing fighter jets?! Are you planning to establish a country here?"

"I'm not kidding."

Song Heping pointed to the distance and said, "Guyana is not far away over there. I know the history between you two. It is also one of your disputed territories. Moreover, you have been very wary of Guyana for so many years. Am I right?"

Ramas stared at Song Heping, feeling quite shocked.

He used to think that Song Heping was just a mercenary leader with strong execution ability, but he didn't expect that the other party was not just strong in execution. He wanted to run a school here and really put in the effort to investigate everything here.

Suddenly, Lamas had a vague feeling that Song Heping's desire to set up a training base in the desolate south was not as simple as it seemed.

Song Heping also noticed Ramas's vigilance.

He then consoled the South American general by saying, "Do you think I'm going to do anything detrimental to your country?"

Ramas didn't expect Song Heping to be so frank, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

After a moment's silence, he said, "Your idea is truly shocking. I don't think any country would agree with you doing this."

"Really?" Song Heping gestured from top to bottom with his hands and said, "I, a Chinese, think you can let a company like Blackwater contract out a special forces school, and yet you're worried about someone like me threatening your safety? Have you ever seen China invade or overthrow another country's regime?"

Lamas was stunned again.

Chatting with Song Heping is like playing chess with a master, there is pressure all the time.

"Maybe not……"

Song Heping added, "That's right. You're not afraid of Blackwater, so why should you worry about me? Besides, your country is allowed to have private airports, so why can't my base be allowed to have a runway? Compared to a private airport, it might only have one or two extra fighter jets, just one or two, both for training purposes. What threat can they pose to you?"

Lamas hesitated and said, "Song, I always feel that you have some ulterior motive. Why do you insist on building a runway?"

Song Heping said, "To be honest, my business at Yiligo is very stable at the moment, but I think my business will grow even bigger in the future, including the possibility of expanding around the world. Think about it, I'll need to recruit pilots and use aircraft in the future. I can't have no place to train my pilots, right?"

Ramas remained cautious. "This is too sensitive. I can't convince my superiors. You have to understand that I'm not the Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces. I'm merely in charge of the Army Commander."

"That's absolutely fine," Song Heping said. "I know you and the minister are related, right? If you want to convince the minister, or even the president, I think you'll have a way."

Ramas did not answer, but continued to stare at Song Heping vigilantly.

Song Heping continued: "Let me tell you my conditions. After you listen to them, consider whether you can agree to cooperate with me."

Lamas said expressionlessly, "You say."

Song Heping held up his palm and flicked a finger as if handing candy to a child. "First, the base will be in your son's name. Your son Silas will only be a figurehead. Your son will have 30% of the base's future external operating income."

Then he flicked his second finger. "I can give you and your superiors a $100 million kickback for the annual rent."

Then he raised his third finger and said, "Tell the Minister that if your southern region is threatened militarily by a neighboring country in the future, the personnel and aircraft stationed here will assist you in attacking the invading enemy, provided you pay a certain fee."

Finally, Song Heping raised his fourth finger and said, "Every year we will train one hundred special operations elites for you free of charge."

Finally, he added, "Think about it, I can wipe out a team of Green Berets and a team of AGLANs by myself. Am I qualified to be a teacher for your special forces?"

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)