Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 702 Chen's Suggestions
"Don't ask. Just remember that your old unit has noticed you. There may be things you don't know, but I do."

Chen spoke in a superior tone, "When you first emerged in Yiligo, someone was already keeping an eye on you. You know the rules of the old unit. If you do anything that harms the motherland or damages the reputation of the old unit, don't forget the promise you made and the rules of the old unit."

Song Heping felt the blood rushing to his head, his back felt cold, and cold sweat broke out unconsciously.

The old 203rd unit announced the rules on the first day of the selection and training. As long as you enter the selection and training here, even if you don’t stay in the end, you are not allowed to leak confidential information here. Even if you leave the army and return to your hometown, you are not allowed to use the skills you learned here to do evil in your life.

Anyone who does evil will be cleaned up by the old army.

Anyone with a brain can guess what the so-called cleaning means.

Thinking about myself over the years, although I have crossed various lines and even entered the black area, I have never done anything to harm my motherland.

Fortunately, otherwise Captain Lei and his men might come looking for us...

"Chen, I haven't done that..."

"I know. Not only did I not do it, but I even helped Captain Lei and the others carry out their mission. I was quite helpful. So you know why I never asked you for that favor, right?"

Chen interrupted Song Heping and changed the subject.

"I have obtained permission for this conversation today. You are now in dire straits, and I can help you, but don't go to Persia. You can be friends with Avanti, but remember not to stay in Persia."

Song Heping wanted to ask why.

But in the end I didn’t ask.

Chen is obviously from Team Lei's side, at least he has a connection with the motherland.

Then it’s not wrong to listen to him.

Of course, Song Heping had also considered that Chen might also be an enemy.

It’s just that Chen never took the initiative to look for me, he came to me on his own.

This is one of them.

The help Chen provided before was indeed beneficial to him.

This is the second.

Thirdly, he dared to use the name of Team Lei, which shows that there is a real connection.

Otherwise, anyone who dares to use the code 203 to cheat others will not have a good ending.

"Can you help me now? Do you know what I need?"

"You need a place to go."

Chen is still straightforward.

"Tell me, where are you now?"

"I'm south of the fence."

Song Heping hesitated for a moment, but out of caution he did not clearly state the location and remained a little vague.

"Are you able to move around easily now?" Chen asked. "Are you seriously injured? Intelligence indicates you're injured."

"Yes, he's injured," Song Heping said, "but it's not serious. He should be able to recover in a week."

"The Libanen area is no longer safe. Staying there with the Pearl Gang won't be a long-term solution, unless you're willing to join them as a local armed force and guerrilla fighter." Chen said, "The world is big, you can go wherever you want."

Song Heping said: "I am wanted now. I can't go to North America, South America or Asia. If I want to go to Russia, I have to change my appearance and hide my identity."

"Africa!"

Chen said, "I suggest you go to Africa. Only Africa is suitable for you to survive. Right now, you're openly a KB member, even though our evidence shows you're not. But don't forget who controls public opinion. You need a place to establish your base and continue to accumulate leverage against the CIA. When the time comes to show your hand, they'll give you what you want."

"Africa?" Song Heping had never thought about going to Africa before.

But Chen mentioned this.

It seems to make sense.

I have been there myself and have also delivered weapons to the Sahel region for the US military.

The situation over there can be described in one word - chaos!

"Yes, Africa is a good place for you to survive," Chen said. "A decent government wouldn't allow someone like you to exist within its borders, unless they no longer want to be involved in the international arena. But Africa is different. It's a place even God has forgotten. Many countries don't even have decent governments. No one cares who you are. As long as you can help them, they'll take you in."

"That sounds like it makes sense..."

Song Heping seemed to be lost in thought.

There is a lot of business to do in Africa.

Arms, gold, diamonds, energy.

It sounds like a pretty good idea.

"But I don't seem to know anyone in Africa, and I have no way of finding a place to stay." "When you get to Africa, I will meet you and we can talk in detail. You won't be in Africa for long, maybe two, three, five at most. You will definitely be able to clear your identity."

Chen sounded confident.

Song Heping was confused after hearing this: "How can you be so sure?"

Chen shut him up with one sentence: "Don't question the professional competence of professionals. You can fight wars, but I can do intelligence analysis."

Song Heping: "..."

"But I can't leave now. My intelligence tells me that Mossad has blocked the Mediterranean, especially ships leaving from the south. No ship can escape their search."

"This is indeed a headache." Chen laughed and said, "The Hoopoe nation is indeed ruthless. You killed so many of them, so of course they will hunt you down to the ends of the earth. But having said that, you did a really good job!"

"Don't talk about beauty. Help me get out of here first. Avanti has already talked to me. He said he's trying to arrange for me to sneak back to Persia. Once he arranges my escape route, I will have no choice but to return to Persia."

"Tsk! Don't go back!"

Chen's tone was slightly disdainful.

"Avanti has nothing but himself."

"What do you mean?"

"It's boring, don't ask."

Chen's topic quickly returned to the evacuation.

"First, take care of yourself. I'll contact you in a week. Just listen to me and I'll make the arrangements."

"it is good!"

Chen's words have an unquestionable authority that makes people feel trustworthy.

It is better to accept the arrangements made by our own people now than to go to Russia or Persia.

I didn't want to live under someone else's roof in the first place.

Going to Africa?
Seems good!

The Americans are now competing with the French and the British for interests in the Sahel region, and local African forces are also rising. It can be said that the situation there is like a six-nation war - a mess.

Finding a living space there might not be such a problem.

After ending the call, Song Heping felt relieved.

When they returned to the tunnel, Jiang Feng had just brought some food, and Song Heping wolfed down a large plate.

"Old squad leader, I see a lot of Pearl Party members gathering here tonight. I think something bad is going to happen tonight."

"Something happened?"

"It seems there is a military operation."

"what……"

Song Heping immediately thought of the hoopoe.

Pearl gangs often harass hoopoes on the border.

The two sides fought in various ways, circumventing the peacekeeping forces.

After decades, they are still old enemies.

"Let's not get involved in their affairs." Song Heping said, "I'll recover first, and we'll leave in a week."

"Let's go?" Jiang Feng was surprised: "Has Afanti made all the arrangements?"

"It's not him, don't ask who it is." Song Heping said, "When the time comes, we will leave quietly and don't let the Pearl Party know our true whereabouts."

He has already made plans.

The Pearl Party has a close relationship with Avanti.

Avanti has been funding the armed forces of the Pearl Party for many years.

And he wanted to return to Persia himself.

Once I have other ideas, the first ones to attack me will probably be the Pearl Party armed forces that are currently taking care of me.

Sometimes the line between enemy and friend is blurry.

Position and interests often determine everything.

Even when dealing with someone like Afanti, you still have to be careful.

Song Heping would not trust anyone except the old troops of his motherland.

(End of this chapter)