Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 426: Local tyrant or a dragon from abroad?

"Military topography?"

A huge question mark popped up in the minds of all the "elites".

Because in their eyes, this subject is not that important.

This is related to the nature of ELN’s armed forces.

They are an anti-government armed group of guerrilla nature, and all the combatants recruited are local native farmers.

In the ELN's current territory, each local camp recruits soldiers nearby and unites local farmers who are dissatisfied with the government.

Since they are all locals and their combat range is only in the place where they grew up, they don’t pay much attention to things like military topography.

After all, you can run around in this small area with your eyes closed without getting lost. If you want to cross the region to fight in someone else's territory, there are also instruments such as GPS that can be used.

Even if that thing didn't exist before, there would be no possibility of getting lost if we fought together with local ELN armed members.

"Instructor, we don't need military topography..."

Captain Anthony raised his own doubts.

He felt it was a pure waste of time.

"We never get lost in battle. We haven't gotten lost once in all these years."

Song Heping said, "Oh? Really? You really won't get lost? Now you have five maps. From now on, the 50 of you will walk to school. The school is not far away, about kilometers from here. Just walk there. I'll go back to school and wait for you."

He was too lazy to explain to these guys the role of military topography in military command.

Once a tactic is formulated, it must be implemented accurately to be effective. In actual combat, if you are not proficient in terrain science, the tactics will fail.

He, Jiang Feng and the translator turned around and got into the car. Before getting on the car, he turned around and asked Anthony.

"What's your name?"

"Anthony."

Song Heping looked at the list and knew that this person was a captain and the highest-ranking student.

So he said, "Anthony, you'll lead the team. You can brainstorm together and find a way to get back to school. It's only a hundred kilometers, so it won't be difficult. I'll wait for you at school. But I must remind you that this place is very close to the border, and that's an active area for border troops. You're entering the country illegally, and if you walk into patrol area, I won't be able to save you. Good luck."

After that, get in the car and leave.

Before Anthony could react while holding the map, Song Heping and the convoy had already disappeared into the night.

"Captain, what do we do now?"

Finally, a student couldn't help but come up and ask Anthony.

Anthony looked at the map and compass several times, then shouted, "It's only a hundred kilometers, isn't it? We've done it before! Follow me, don't fall behind!"

……

early morning.

Song Heping walked out of the wooden house at the school construction site, stretched himself, did some chest expansion exercises, and took a deep breath of air.

The air in the jungle is so fresh and full of negative ions, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

He turned around and went back to his room to get toothpaste and toothbrush, then walked to the sink in front to wash.

The workers at the construction site also woke up one after another, walked out of the dormitory one after another, started washing up and went to have breakfast.

The aroma of porridge and side dishes also wafted from the temporary canteen.

Song Heping likes this feeling very much.

Looking at the morning glow in the distant sky and the rolling mountains, I feel like I’m back to my childhood living in the countryside of my hometown.

For a moment, he really wished that time would stop at this moment and stay there forever.

Because at this time he felt extremely relaxed. He was not the boss of a PMC company, nor the leader of a mercenary force, but just an ordinary person.

"Old Song!"

Lao Gao's voice brought him back to reality.

"Are you awake?"

Song Heping felt a little disappointed, but after a moment he smiled at Lao Gao and said, "Yes, I'm used to being a soldier. I can't sleep in."

"Brush your teeth?" Lao Gao saw the toothbrush and toothpaste cup in Song Heping's hand and called out, "Let's do it together."

"it is good."

They both went to the sink together.

The washbasin here is a temporary structure. It is a 20-meter-long cement platform with a faucet installed every three meters. It can accommodate dozens of people washing together at the same time.

There are three such washbasins on the construction site.

After all, water is very cheap here, incomparable to electricity. Water is pumped from a nearby river in a self-built pumphouse, so the only waste is the electricity; the water is free.

"Lao Gao, I'm counting on you to keep the project on track."

Song Heping was brushing his teeth until his mouth was full of bubbles while giving instructions.

"Especially the runway. A pilot will be coming soon, and the plane over there is almost assembled for a test flight."

"Don't worry, it will be completed on time and with quality."

Lao Gao is in a much better mood now.

This project brought him back to life.

As long as it is done, the debts owed by domestic companies will no longer be a problem.

"The New Year is coming soon. I will have someone send some ingredients over and set up dozens of tables for the New Year so that everyone can be happy." Song Heping explained everything about the New Year in detail. The New Year was less than a week away.

Chinese people attach the most importance to the Chinese New Year. There are more than a hundred workers on the construction site who came from China. Song Heping knows what it feels like to leave his hometown. If it weren't for the rush to finish the work, he would rather let everyone go back to China to celebrate the Chinese New Year and come back after the work is done.

However, the project schedule was too tight, so he had no choice but to ask Lao Gao to rush the work during the New Year holiday.

"Okay, I'll tell everyone about it then."

Song Heping added, "Sister-in-law, you don't blame me, do you? I brought you to South America to work on the project during the New Year."

"How could that be!" Lao Gao said a little excitedly, "Lao Song, you are my great benefactor... After the project is settled, I will return your two million."

Song Heping did not refuse.

After all, it was indeed the two million that I paid.

There is no problem in helping classmates, but the debts must be clearly divided.

He knew very well that if he failed to distinguish between public and private affairs, problems would definitely arise and friendships would not last long.

"Okay. You can transfer it to my account when the time comes."

Lao Gao looked around and suddenly asked, "Lao Song, what do you do now?"

Song Heping was stunned, and the toothbrush in his hand stopped. After thinking about it, he didn't want to hide it from Lao Gao, so he confessed: "I think you can guess it. Yes, I am a mercenary."

Of course Lao Gao guessed it.

The planes in the hangars and the facilities of this school are obviously built according to the model of military bases and military academies.

"Such a large school, how many people can it accommodate..." He sighed, "Old Song, back then everyone said it was a shame you went to the army, and that getting into university would be a piece of cake. They all thought you wouldn't do well. Who would have thought...it was us old classmates who were wrong."

Song Heping smiled helplessly and said, "It's just a coincidence, it's all luck."

As they were talking, Jiang Feng appeared.

"Good morning! Old squad leader!"

He came over shouting, put down the cup, toothpaste and toothbrush next to Song Heping, turned on the faucet, and put his head directly under the faucet to shower him with cold water.

Song Heping glanced at Jiang Feng and asked him, "Have Anthony and the others returned?"

"Not yet. I've sent people to various intersections to wait, but there's still no news."

Jiang Feng picked up a piece of soap and rubbed it on his shaved head a few times. He then used his hands to make bubbles all over his head and face, and then put his head under the faucet for a shower.

Song Heping wrung out the towel, wiped his face while looking into the distance, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"I'll fly out with you this morning to see where these guys are."

There is currently an MI-171 in the camp that has been assembled and the crew is in place. Song Heping wants to take this opportunity to try out the plane and see where those "elites" are.

"Don't take the wrong road and go back to your country, right?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

"You can't be that stupid!"

Jiang Feng wiped the water off his head and looked outside the valley.

"After all, they are elite soldiers who have fought in the jungles of Colombia. It's not that bad!"

Song Heping shook his head and smiled, "Not necessarily. Being awesome in your own territory is completely different from being awesome in an unfamiliar environment. Besides, they don't even have GPS right now, they rely purely on manual positioning. Do you think their topographical knowledge is solid?"

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment and suddenly became worried.

Those 50 "elites" didn't even have the means to communicate with the base, nor did they have any means to call for help.

This means that if they encounter trouble in the jungle, they have to rely on themselves.

"Old squad leader, I suddenly feel like we're going too far. This is a primeval jungle after all..."

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)