Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 475 Eyes in the Dark

Three months later.

Margarita Island resort, Venezuela.

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the mist and shone into the balcony, and then quietly slipped into the bedroom through the gap in the curtains, Song Heping's electronic watch began to beep.

He woke up from his dream and when he opened his eyes he was blinded by a ray of dazzling sunlight.

"hiss--"

Song Heping sat up from the bed, stretched, and suddenly felt weak all over and had a splitting headache.

I drank too much last night.

This is the first company team building this year.

According to the regulations set by Ferrari, senior executives and pilots at the department level and above can enjoy a public-funded trip every year, which is considered one of the welfare systems for the defense of "musicians".

This time, half of the company's senior executives came to Venezuela and booked several homestays with the best views and locations on the beach on this scenic island, starting their first 15-day vacation.

Taking this opportunity, Song Heping, who has been in the Commission to supervise the construction of the school for the past three months, can also listen to the work reports of senior executives such as Ferrari.

Over the past three months, Song Heping felt as if he had reached the peak of his career.

First of all, on the Irigo side, the US military's transportation contract for this year has been paid in full in the first half of the year, and the $1.2 million in receipts have been successfully transferred to the old account designated by General Peter after being signed by himself.

Of course, this did not forget to donate an additional $2 million to his son's charity fund.

Yiligo's business is currently the company's most smoothly-run and most profitable piece of cake. Even if Song Heping is not in Yiligo, the company can still operate normally without any problems.

Song Heping is now becoming more and more adept at playing this kind of game with customized rules.

He recently heard something that he thought was quite true.

This world is originally a makeshift team.

If you don't see the essence behind it, you are really stupid.

Another thing is about the ELN's armament.
News came from Morins that the AUC armed forces suddenly announced the dissolution of the organization a week ago.

That's right.

It's disbanded.

In other words, there will no longer be an AUC armed group in Colombia.

The AUC armed spokesman claimed that this was because the government had taken their demands seriously. They had originally established the anti-government armed forces to defend the interests of their own class. Now that the government has taken their political demands seriously, there is no need for this organization to exist.

Seeing the grandly titled report in the newspaper, Song Heping almost laughed out loud.

This world is so magical.

In fact, the reason for the disbandment is very simple.

The entire senior leadership was wiped out in that airstrike.

If only the leadership was killed, that would be fine.

At that time, Morins asked Song Heping what to do next. Song Heping gave him a poem by a leader: It is better to use the remaining courage to pursue the enemy than to seek fame by imitating the tyrant.

This line of poetry initially confused Morins.

So Song Heping briefly explained to him that if he did not seize this opportunity now, when the AUC recovered and regrouped, they would elect a new leadership, reorganize the entire organizational structure, and recruit troops again with the help of government forces. At that time, they would definitely target the ELN armed forces for fierce retaliation.

Therefore, we must take advantage of this counterattack to seize all the AUC territories and kill all their commanding officers.

When necessary, we should even reach out and cooperate with the FARC armed forces to divide up all the spheres of influence of the AUC armed forces and not leave them any living space.

Molins understood.

He actually doesn't have that many troops, and he would die if he tried to swallow up the entire AUC armed forces' territory.

That's why he called Song Heping to ask what to do.

In Morins' eyes, Song Heping is now his spiritual mentor, revolutionary leader, and honorary military strategist of the ELN armed forces.

No matter what Song Heping said, Morins would listen.

So this guy implemented Song Heping's instructions to the letter, joined forces with the FARC armed forces, and divided up all the territories of the AUC armed forces.

Among them, all the former AUC traditional spheres of influence in the southwest and west of the Tbilisi Mountains belong to the FARC armed forces.

The ELN armed forces annexed all AUC armed territories in the northeast and southeast near the Venezuelan border.

In addition, Molins incorporated a 7,000-man army in this war. Currently, the ELN's armed forces have reached 15,000, which is four times the original strength.

Originally, the number of AUC defectors was much smaller than that, but Song Heping reminded him not to bite off more than he could chew.

The defectors certainly provide combat power, but they also provide a livelihood. The ELN doesn't traffic drugs; it relies on kidnapping, extortion, and oil revenue. If they were to support so many people at once, they would inevitably become involved in drug trafficking.

After all, this kind of mess is not good for the reputation of an armed group, not to mention that the Americans are watching the ELN and waiting for it to make a mistake.

If the drug trade is not involved, then any troubles the ELN encounters in the future, or how they fight the Colombian government forces, will be internal affairs, and the Americans will have no excuse to intervene.

If there is poison, the Americans will wake up laughing in their dreams, and may even send special forces and military advisers overnight to launch a second encirclement and suppression campaign.

This is tantamount to seeking death for the ELN armed forces.

Abandoning the entire organization for the dirty money from drug trafficking is definitely like throwing away the watermelon to pick up the sesame seeds.

After hearing Song Heping's words, Morins on the other end of the phone flattered him again and again, saying, "Great! Great! Great! Brothers are great!"

The situation in South America seems to have gradually opened up.

The school has also begun to take shape, with buildings and venues already completed. Currently, Lao Gao is constructing training grounds and underground ammunition depots.

Everything was done in accordance with the standards of the 203rd Unit in Song Heping's memory, striving to meet the standards of a special forces training camp.

There is also Fair's TV station. With Angel's help and Song Heping's investment, a purchase contract has been signed to buy a social networking site on the verge of bankruptcy and a local TV station.

Fair had several phone calls with me, inviting him to visit the United States in the near future and take him, an angel investor, to see his performance.

Song Heping doesn't think this matter is urgent.

He firmly believes in one thing: professional matters should be left to professionals.

According to Angel's idea, after purchasing these TV stations and websites, she will package them and then attract other investors.

Song Heping was not an expert in media operations, so he left it to Angel.

This lovely girl is a talent, and with an experienced person like Fair in charge of specific business matters, this media group will surely develop in the future.

After getting up, Song Heping took a cold shower as usual, and the room service breakfast had arrived.

Song Heping sat at the dining table, opened his laptop and started browsing international news.

People in his line of work have to read all kinds of news happening on this blue planet every day, such as where there’s a coup and where the situation is out of control.

These are all business opportunities.

I was watching the news when the room phone suddenly rang.

When I picked it up and listened, it turned out to be Samir.

Samir, one of the first members of the Irigo company headquarters to be arranged here for vacation, is also on the island at this time.

"Samir, you called me so early, are you going to have breakfast with me?"

"No, Boss, it's just..."

Samir's voice sounded hesitant.

"We've known each other for quite some time. There's no need to be hesitant. Just say what needs to be said."

Song Heping thought, could it be that Samir was encountering some financial difficulties?

Probably not!

Currently, Samir serves as the battalion commander of the local mercenary group in Irigo, in charge of all local mercenary forces in the oil field. In addition, he joined the company during its start-up phase and serves as an interpreter for Song Heping.

Now I am a middle-level manager in the company. My income has increased significantly in recent years, so I shouldn't have any financial difficulties.

"Things are a bit complicated, could you please come out for a moment?"

Samir seemed to have a lot to say but didn't know where to start.

Song Heping said cheerfully, "Okay, I've already finished breakfast. Do you want to run with me? I run ten kilometers on the beach every day."

"Okay, then I'll change into sportswear."

"Okay, see you later."

After hanging up the phone, Song Heping touched his nose, wondering what important matter Samir had.

In the end, I still couldn't guess it, so I didn't think about it anymore, changed into sportswear and left the room.

As he walked out of the B&B campus and through the alley towards the beach, a furtive figure appeared behind the corner of the wall not far behind him and stared at him until he disappeared near the beach.

The man turned around and retreated into the corner, took out his phone, dialed a number, and then whispered:

"Yes, it's him. He's currently on the island."

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)