Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 726 Where is the future?

Song Heping sat on a dead tree in the village and began to ponder the future.

Now it seems that not only the CIA wants him dead, but Mossad will also hunt him down to the ends of the earth.

Africa is the only place on earth that still has room for survival.

This place is called "the corner forgotten by God".

The flames of war have been burning on this land for many years and have never been extinguished.

Only in a messy place can you find space to survive.

But Africa is huge, where should we go?

You definitely shouldn't go to a country that is too stable.

Go to those chaotic places where there is no legitimate government.

But you can't just find a foothold in any war-torn country. In addition to being in chaos, you also need sufficient resources to maintain the expenses here.

Although he still has a certain income in America, if he is not there for a long time, or it is inconvenient to go to South America to manage it, ambitious guys like the dwarf may turn against him.

At present, what can check and balance the Shorty is the conflict between him and the CIA, and the Colombian anti-government forces all obey him. If the Shorty does not obey, he can pose a certain threat and constraint to them.

This is your bargaining chip.

However, these chips are obviously not safe enough.

Another one is the special forces school in Venezuela.

A certain amount of profit can be generated there, and the arms sold to Colombian local armed forces through Venezuela every year is also a stable profit.

Just like the cooperation with Mexico, if he cannot get rid of his identity as a KB member for a long time, he will also face the situation of being unable to go to Venezuela. Will General Lamas take the opportunity to take over his business?

We must be on guard against this kind of thing and prepare for the worst.

The struggle between Mossad and the CIA actually stems from the "Presbyterian Church". This secret society that controls the "Satan" army is his biggest concern.

The reason why the CIA was involved before was because of Curtis Jr.'s father, the old Curtis, and the Curtis family behind him.

These families who came to America to work hard after the founding of the United States and survived the Civil War have a huge influence on the entire American regime.

I had thought about using public opinion to make them surrender before.

But he didn't expect that although he was an expert in military affairs, he was obviously not experienced enough in cultural and public opinion matters.

Fair's negligence caused his plan to fail completely.

Thinking about it now, Song Heping regrets not having a backup plan, which led to the current predicament.

But I am not without bargaining chips.

At least there is no movement from the military now.

According to Ferrari's feedback, Peter is still sitting on the throne of deputy commander of US forces in Iraq.

This proves that his previous tactic of "muddying the waters" was correct.

Since cooperating with Peter a few years ago, he has been bribing him and continuously injecting funds through various shell companies into foundations and companies controlled by Peter and the children of other military generals, as well as alumni funds of military academies that the generals themselves attended. Obviously, it is now playing a big role.

There's no way the CIA hasn't tracked down where the money went by now.

At the beginning, I deliberately let Barrett manage the drug smuggling network so that he would know clearly which offshore bank account and company the funds went to. This guy was an undercover agent and would definitely report this information to Kelly.

The reason why the military has not yet reacted is that there is also a struggle between the military and the CIA.

Even a powerful agency like the CIA is wary of the military leaders in the Pentagon.

The barrel of a gun is power.

This is correct no matter where you put it.

Even the Americans who claim to have a nationalized military are just holding up a fig leaf to cover their naked buttocks.

If Pence really had the guts, he would have gone after those military leaders and eliminated his connections in the military.

This shows Song Heping's confidence that he will have a chance to turn things around in the future.

Whether it is Simon, the intelligence chief of Irigo, or Peter from the military and the military leaders in his circle, they will all be good cards for him to turn things around in the future.

However, the current situation is extremely unfavorable to him. It is meaningless to play these cards, and it will also put these "old friends" at risk.

Only when you really need them in the future, you can find them again, and they will definitely be helpful.

And now all I need is to survive.

First, they must gain a foothold in Africa, have their own power and territory, and then continue to compete with Mossad and the CIA.

We have to scare them until they feel there is no benefit in competing with us, and then we can make these bastards stop.

"Old squad leader, what are you thinking about?"

Jiang Feng suddenly appeared beside him, handing him a can of water. Song Heping took the water, took a sip, and said, "I'm considering our future. The situation is not favorable for us right now. Although we still have some funds, we need to open up new bases. If we don't strengthen ourselves and show our strength to everyone, not only our old friends in the US military, but even General Lamas in Venezuela or the shorty in Mexico will probably turn against us and take my life while I'm sick."

Jiang Feng was surprised and said, "You've thought so much... I haven't thought so much..."

"If you don't plan for the future, you'll have immediate worries." Song Heping said, "Once I've embarked on this path, there's no turning back..."

Jiang Feng was silent for a moment and then said, "Have you never thought about returning to China?"

Song Heping said: "Going back to cause trouble for your own country? Are you stupid? Besides..."

He thought of Captain Lei.

Team Lei helped himself through Chen.

This matter is definitely not as simple as just repaying a favor.

There must be a deeper meaning.

But Captain Lei didn’t say what it was.

Chen did say so, hinting that he would stay in Africa for the time being.

There must be a deeper meaning here, and I need to think about it carefully.

Sahel.

This term suddenly flashed through Song Heping's mind.

In recent years, Britain, France and the United States have been secretly competing for control of the Sahel and North Africa regions.

These new and old powers are allies on the surface, but in fact their interests are also in conflict with each other secretly.

From the last time Peter asked him to transport SAM missiles to Africa and hand them over to terrorist organizations, it can be seen that no one is cleaner than anyone else in the competition for geopolitical interests.

If I stay here, maybe I can really achieve something.

Since the CIA and Mossad are constantly hunting me, I will not let them have any peace.

Don't you want to interfere in African affairs?

Then I will make it difficult for the CIA to carry out its affairs here.

"Then where are we going next?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.

Song Heping pointed at Nura and her tribesmen approaching the village from a distance and said, "Let's go to Somalia first. This incident appears to be the work of the Puntland pirate group, but if I'm not mistaken, it's probably Mossad or the CIA behind it. So, we need to eliminate the Puntland armed forces first and establish our authority here. Let the other armed factions know that I, Song Heping, am here, and we, the Musicians, are here to defend them."

Nura returned to the village with something in her hand.

Only when Jiang Feng got closer could he see clearly what it was.

"Fuck! This woman... is such a ruthless person..."

Because it was a head.

The head of a pirate.

Song Heping guessed that this might be the Bedouins' own punishment.

They are a unique group.

The Bedouins love a free and unrestrained life, and chivalrous behavior is the highest standard by which nomadic tribes measure everyone's morality.

They do not recognize any laws other than tribal traditions, do not obey any regime except the chief of their own tribe, do not recognize any political system, have no concept of discipline, order and authority, and do not have the political organization that settled societies have.

They followed the customs of their ancestors and were governed by tribal conventions. Anything that was approved by public opinion was legal. Their society was called a "society without government," and clans with blood ties were its social foundation.

Based on blood ties, they combined families into clans, clans into tribes, and to strengthen their power, they united tribes into tribal alliances.

Nura climbed onto an overturned pickup truck, the barrel of the DShK heavy machine gun on board still smoking.

She lifted and tore open her bloodstained embroidered robe, pulled out the silver-handled scimitar from inside, and raised it high above her head.

"I swear, the blood debt will be repaid with blood!"

Her roar startled the birds in the trees. Under the moonlight, the scimitar held in her tattooed hand flashed a dazzling cold light.

"Abdul's bullets can't break our will, but we can smear the pirates' corpse oil on the bottom of our ship!"

The crowd erupted in a wolf-like howl.

The old woman strung the pirates' severed fingers into a necklace, and the young man pressed his bloody fingerprints on the burnt scriptures.

Noura threw the head to the ground, then drew his pistol and shot it.

The moment the bullet exploded in the skull, the prisoner's skull burst like a coconut shell.

The sea breeze brought Nura's oath: "We will not only rebuild our village, but also light the crematorium with the fat in the pirates' bodies!"

(End of this chapter)