Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 421 Lao Gao is very powerful

In the jungle area near the town of Maroa, Venezuela.

Song Heping looked down from the side of the helicopter cabin. The dense jungle covered the entire earth like a dark green carpet. In the distance, a river was winding through the jungle like a python, and the scenery full of primitive flavor made people feel relaxed and happy.

Jiang Feng pointed to the front and said, "Old squad leader, look over there."

Song Heping looked in the direction of Jiang Feng's finger, and saw a cleared land in the distant valley. A north-south runway came into view. Many places in the valley had been cleared, and some matchbox-like buildings were scattered around.

"Such rapid progress?!"

Lian Song Heping was surprised when he saw the runway and camp buildings that had already begun to take shape.

Jiang Feng said, "Your old classmate is amazing. They brought over a hundred people and recruited over two hundred local workers. They worked day and night to achieve such efficiency in a place like this. It's simply a miracle."

Song Heping knew that this was because Lao Gao's turnaround depended entirely on this project. If he didn't rush the project, who would? He was probably more anxious to complete the project than he was.

The helicopter quickly landed in the center of the camp in the valley. Song Heping went to the construction site first, where he saw Lao Gao.

After asking Lao Gao about the progress of the project, Song Heping asked Jiang Feng: "Where's the hangar? Where's the plane?"

"over there."

Jiang Feng pointed to the north of the valley.

Song Heping saw several large iron houses standing in the distance at the northern end of the valley.

"Go and see."

He jumped into a jeep and drove to the hangar along the runway, which had just been leveled and construction had not yet begun.

Compared with the runway, the construction progress here is obviously faster. The surface has been hardened and paved with cement.

The large steel-structured hangar, though a bit crude, is absolutely durable and practical.

When I walked in, I saw several people gathered around a pile of spare parts and a half-assembled SU-24 fighter-bomber.

"Hello, Mr. Nicholas!"

Song Heping walked straight towards the leading engineer, who had a white beard and was about fifty years old.

Seeing someone coming in, Nicholas, the head of the ground crew, immediately recognized that the person walking in front was his employer Song Heping.

"boss."

He came forward with a towel.

Song Heping stretched out his hand.

Nicholas' hands were covered in grease and he couldn't get them clean no matter how many times he wiped them with a towel.

Song Heping didn't wait for him to wipe it clean, but grabbed his hand and squeezed it hard.

"Are you still used to life here?"

Nicholas was stunned.

He didn't expect that Song Heping didn't ask him about the progress of the aircraft assembly, but directly asked about life here.

"It's not bad, but a little hot." Nicholas said truthfully, "There are also a lot of snakes here. I even had a snake crawl out of the toilet when I went to the bathroom."

"Hahahaha!"

Song Heping laughed and turned to look towards the construction site dormitory.

That's a wooden house.

This is the condition at present.

After all, this place is remote, and the nearest town is more than 20 kilometers away.

Before the school was built, the conditions here were undeniably difficult.

"I'm sorry, I can only guarantee this level temporarily, but don't worry, the school here is already speeding up its construction. Once it's completed, you can live in air-conditioned concrete houses."

Song Heping painted a rosy picture for them.

"You can also take rotating leave every year and receive paid vacations. If you are interested in bringing your family to live in Caracas, the company can also provide a certain amount of housing subsidies."

Nicholas was overjoyed when he heard this.

After all, there are only two months of vacation a year. Going back to Russia is not only a long journey, but the biggest torment is being separated from my family.

"Thank you so much, boss."

Seeing that the work was almost done, Song Heping pointed at the SU-24 and asked, "How long will it take to assemble it?"

Nicholas said, "Give me another month."

Song Heping thought for a moment and said, "Two?"

Nicholas shook his head: "No, one. It will need debugging later, which will probably take two months."

Song Heping said: "It's not two months, but only one and a half months, because the pilots still need to undergo a month of adaptation training to familiarize themselves with the runways and aircraft here."

Nicholas thought about it and nodded vigorously: "The current maintenance and assembly equipment is not complete, and I don't know when they will be delivered."

Song Heping said: "Leave this matter to me, and it will be delivered within 15 days."

Nikolay estimated the time and gave an answer: "If I can get all the assembly and testing equipment within 15 days, I can assemble both aircraft in a month and a half."

Song Heping said, "That's good. The company has a bonus system. If you complete tasks on time, you will receive a corresponding bonus after the mid-year evaluation. Otherwise, your salary will be deducted. Nicholas, I think you should have read this carefully when you signed the contract."

The year-end bonus is 10% of the total annual salary, which is also a considerable income. Nicholas is certainly aware of this.

"Understood, Boss. As long as the equipment is in place, my work efficiency will definitely keep up."

Just then, Song Heping's cell phone rang.

He took out his satellite phone and saw that it was Morins' number.

At this time, Morins called and Song Heping felt a little uneasy.

Because the first batch of arms has been delivered to Colombia as scheduled.

Could it be that something went wrong when we handed it over to Ramas to handle it?
"You guys continue, I'm going to take a call first."

Song Heping stopped talking with Nicholas, turned around and walked out of the hangar, and pressed the call button.

"My dear brother, is there anything urgent that you need from me at this time?"

It was indeed Morins on the other end. It was a familiar voice, and it sounded quite urgent.

"Song, I really have something urgent to do, you must help me."

"Tell me. Do you need any more weapons?! As long as you give me the price, I'll get you any tanks!"

Song Heping thought to himself, is it time to buy more weapons? That's not bad. He recently invested in this school and bought two SU-24s and two MI-171s. The money in the company account is pouring out, and the working capital of more than million US dollars has suddenly been exhausted.

Having never worked in construction before, I had no idea how precious money is.

When Lao Gao made a budget for himself, he did not expect that there would be so many troubles in Venezuela.

The land was purchased a long time ago, but the infrastructure here is very poor.

Water can be directly obtained by building a pump house and a filtration pool to draw water from a nearby river, but the real problem is electricity.

Unlike in China, the power grid here is so backward it's terrible.

There are no power lines nearby, so to get electricity, we have to connect a new line from a town more than 20 kilometers away.

For the dedicated circuit line alone, the Venezuelan power company asked for a whopping price of US$5 million.

I have to give this...

Song Heping has been afraid of poverty since he was a child. When he saw the money in his account decreasing, he felt uneasy and uncomfortable.

"My area is all mountainous, why would I need tanks..." Morins said, "The thing is, I want to send a group of core commanders to your place to learn how to lead operations. If they can learn even one-tenth of what you do, I think I can easily kill AUC."

Send people here to learn military affairs?
Song Heping was at a loss for words: "Are you crazy?! Can my identity be exposed? If it is, I won't have to let Lamas contact you."

Morins persisted, "Don't you have a special forces school in Venezuela? My people are going in as students, and you're running the school as a business. What's the problem? Even if my people go there, you can hide your identity and say you're an instructor."

Song Heping said, "I opened a school here, but it's barely operational yet. The camp has just been cleared, and many of the facilities are incomplete. How can I teach here?"

Molins still refused to give in.

He has seen Song Heping's abilities. If his people can learn his skills, won't he be able to dominate Columbia in the future?
"What's wrong with being a little rudimentary? I let my men bring their own tents, weapons, and ammunition! Isn't it just learning jungle warfare? Do they even need houses? My men can endure hardships!"

He solemnly assured Song Heping that the person he sent was definitely an outstanding person who could endure hardships and would not cause any trouble to Song Heping.

Then he started to complain bitterly again: "Song, I'm telling you the truth. You have to take it whether you want to or not. Last time I got into trouble, the AUC took the opportunity to grab my territory and killed many of my people. Many of my veterans who used to fight with me died. I have added a lot of new blood in the past two months, but the combat effectiveness is really not up to the standard. If it were in the past, I could slowly train them in actual combat. But you know the current situation. The AUC is pressing forward step by step, and the government forces are wiping us out. My territory is getting smaller and smaller."

After listening to Morins' complaints, Song Heping suddenly didn't know what to do.

Reject him, that's impossible.

This is my own rich man.

Helping him grow stronger will benefit oneself immeasurably.

In the future, we will have to rely on this guy to develop the South American market.

Song Heping was still thinking, but Morins on the other side was already impatient, thinking that Song Heping wanted money.

"Song, I'll pay two million dollars for training and send fifty key personnel over here. All you need to do is train them for two months, let them learn the skills, and then demonstrate their abilities in our grand plan in three months. Just think about it, I guarantee that your school will never have to worry about orders in the future. Don't forget, I'm also very familiar with the people over at FARC, and many South American anti-government armed groups..."

Two million.

Song Heping's heart moved.

Damn, green bills are really tempting.

If you think about it carefully, this business is not impossible to do.

They brought their own tents and weapons, I just taught them tactics...

He looked towards the endless jungle in the distance...

Isn’t it just tactical command?

That's not a basic subject and doesn't require many camp facilities.

"Row!"

Song Heping gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Send someone over here! I'll take care of it myself!"

　Asking for a monthly ticket!