Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 8 Bankruptcy
Song Heping never thought that one day he would go bankrupt.

After all, he used to be a proletarian. Since he has no property, how can he become bankrupt?

I originally took advantage of the war in Yilige to cut a handful of capitalist leeks, but I didn't expect that the leeks were not harvested and I became a wild vegetable.

That evening, after finishing everything and returning to the Green Zone, Song Heping and Lao Yao finally sat at the table and had a dinner for the rest of their lives.

The food was very good. There was a large bowl of mutton, Arabic naan, and a grilled fish cooked by the old demon himself. There was a bottle of foreign wine next to it, but the two of them were speechless. The lights in the store were dim, and there was a sad atmosphere flowing in the air.

"Eat some! Let's talk after you're full."

When the time came, Song Heping took the initiative to break the silence.

He picked up the wine bottle, filled it for the two of them, and raised the glasses.

"Go one."

The old demon raised his head and looked at Song Heping opposite him, then subconsciously looked around.

There are usually four people eating, and Fatty Tan and Aguan will sit on either side.

Now there are two out of the four, and only two are left.

He raised his glass silently and touched one with Song Heping.

Song Heping drank it all in one gulp, and the old demon hurriedly said, "Slow down, this wine is strong..."

Song Heping grabbed a mutton chop and gnawed it, and asked: "Can the remaining three generators be repaired?"

"Yes." The old demon answered simply and directly. He said: "Two of them can be repaired, but they cannot be repaired here. They are sent to Kuwait for repair, but the repair fee is more expensive than buying a new one. There is also a cylinder with a hole. It’s hopeless and can only be treated as scrap metal.”

This answer is not surprising. Song Heping brought the generator back by himself, so he knew the situation well.

"If we dispose of them all as scrap, how much can we sell them for?"

The old demon said: "This damn place doesn't even have anyone to collect scraps. There are scraps everywhere in Yili now. Who dares to ask for them?"

This is true. In recent months, wars have been raging everywhere, and tanks abandoned by the National Guard are everywhere. If you really want scrap metal, you might as well collect them. One tank weighs dozens of tons.

"How much money do we have left on hand now?" Song Heping asked.

The old demon said: "There are still two thousand six hundred dollars."

"Take two thousand and send it back to Aguan and Fatty Tan's family." Song Heping said, "Especially Aguan, his family has many children, some old and some young."

The old demon seemed a little embarrassed: "Then there are more than 600 left. What should we two do? We don't even have enough to buy a plane ticket to go back."

Song Heping asked: "Are you planning to go back?"

The old demon hesitated and said: "What can we do if we don't go back? This business has used up all the family's wealth, so we just relied on this business to make a great success. Now the goods are gone, and it's all in our hands. If we don't go back, we'll stay here." We don’t even have the money to purchase goods, so we’re waiting to drink the northwest wind?”

Song Heping silently finished chewing the mutton chop, threw the bones into the plate, took a piece of paper, wiped his hands and said, "I won't go back. This time I got caught and the goods are gone. I have to pay it back in a few months after I go back." I got a bank loan, and I have to pay back the money I borrowed from relatives and friends. Now I go back to work, and my salary is only a few hundred yuan a month, and I can’t even pay it back even after saving money. My brother and sister are still waiting for me to give them living expenses.”

Surprise flashed in the old demon's eyes: "Are you still planning to make a fortune here?"

Song Heping said, "Didn't you say the more chaos there is, the more opportunities there are? Didn't you say you have to be fearless to get rich?" The old demon's face suddenly stretched two inches longer. He said, "It's true that wealth and honor are sought in danger, but now we have lost everything. The war-torn area is a big casino. Look at the whole of Yiligo, no, even our current Bakda. We are not the only ones doing business, and there are also people who make money. We made money before, didn't we? But making money also requires a bit of luck, right? We lost. Heping, we have lost everything, how can we make up for it?"

Song Heping picked up the wine glass again, drank down the newly filled wine, then took another mutton chop and continued to chew on it. While chewing, he said, "Go find your cousin."

"My cousin?!"

The old demon's face turned green.

"Why are you looking for him? He is a stingy person. You want to borrow money from him? Why don't you go to the weasel to borrow the chicken?"

Lao Yao's cousin Donald is of Chinese descent in the United States. His family went abroad before the reform. At first, he had a miserable life there, washing dishes in restaurants and living in basements. When he was at his lowest, he was supported by Lao Yao's parents.

However, Donald was quite successful when he grew up. He was admitted to a state military academy and after graduation, he joined the National Guard as a reserve officer. After the US Army launched the war in Irigo, he was transferred to participate in logistics support related work. He is currently serving as a reserve officer. In the green zone.

The reason why the old demon can settle down in the Green Zone is precisely because of this relationship.

Song Heping said: "I heard that the Mi Army's logistics department has some tasks of transporting relief supplies, which are also subcontracted to contractors. Can you ask if our Mercedes-Benz can still be repaired? It has been repaired. It’s better to take up some work than go back empty-handed.”

In the past few months in the Green Zone, Song Heping often chatted with some American soldiers in the Green Zone in order to practice his speaking skills.

The Green Zone is a very special place. You can call it a safe zone, it is an administrative center, it is a large military base, and it is even true that it is an intelligence exchange point.

People who shuttle here include military personnel, Iligo Provisional Government personnel, intelligence personnel, diplomats, businessmen, and journalists.

Reporters come here to find news clues and inside stories, intelligence personnel exchange information, and businessmen are mostly plutocrats from various countries. After all, the original government of Iligo has been overthrown, and the new regime that will be built next will definitely involve reconstruction. Reconstruction is a big project, involving nearly 100 billion U.S. dollars. Not to mention that Irigo is rich in oil, and business opportunities are everywhere.

Anyone with a little bit of ability and thoughtfulness wants to get a piece of the pie here.

In addition to the above types of people, there is another type of person, that is, military contractors, or PMCs for short.

There are many types of PMCs, some big and some small. The big ones are like Blackwater International, and the small ones are even a small team of a few or even a dozen people.

In fact, the US government can be regarded as Party A. It has many projects of different natures on hand, covering infrastructure, energy, military, etc. Then PMC is the contractor for some of these businesses. They take over some security, transportation, training Projects that even cover some sensitive military operations.

Since it is a project, of course there are differences in difficulty and severity. After a large company like Blackwater International receives a big business with its strong strength and connections, it will subdivide the project content. Most of the projects with high professionalism and huge profits will be digested internally. They don't bother to use their own company's people to do some small and odd jobs. Subcontracting can maximize profits and save trouble.

This model is like a real estate company hiring a construction team to build a building. Some small projects such as water and electricity installation or community greening will be outsourced and handed over to some small foremans to maximize benefits and profits.

It was this kind of small project that Song Heping asked Lao Yao to ask about from his cousin. As long as a big contractor got a few crumbs between his fingers, it would be enough for him and Lao Yao.

At this time, there are still many places in Iligo where fighting is still going on, such as Mosul in the north and Ramadi west of Bakda, where the US Army's gang of idiots are still carrying out city clearance operations.

This resulted in them having to establish advance bases near these strategic points, also known as barracks. The barracks that sprouted everywhere required massive logistical supplies. Many places did not have airports, and airdrop supplies were too small to meet the needs.

At present, some of the weapons and supplies of the US military arrive by sea from the port of Kowit, and some use C-17 large transport aircraft at Bakda Airport to transport the supplies, then load them on trucks and transport them to the US military camps in various parts of Iligo.

At present, the American army has hundreds of bases and camps of various sizes in Iligo. The military’s transportation force alone is inefficient and manpower is tight. This is why the National Guard like Laoyao Cousin is Reserve units will also be transferred here, in fact, to be responsible for relatively simple logistics support tasks such as logistics transportation and stronghold garrison.

The benefits of using PMC go beyond that. The pension for a dead American soldier is much higher than the cost of a PMC personnel death. The former requires funding from the US government, while the latter does not need to bear any responsibility at all. Even if something goes wrong, it can be Shirking responsibilities is easier than "temporary work".

"Peace." After hearing Song Heping's plan, the old demon looked troubled. He held it in for a while as if he was constipated before saying in embarrassment: "I don't want to do it anymore, it's too dangerous here..."

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