Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 2634 Wolf Warrior Attacks
Therefore, in this place where she has no relatives, she might as well hang out with the Jin sisters so that they can take care of each other.

At least the only dollar she had was given by them. She had to live out on her own and provide for her own food, drink, and shelter. Who knows how long she could survive?

With her, life became much more convenient for the Jin sisters. At least there were no problems with language communication.

Although people generally think that people here are lazy, in fact, the women here are much more hardworking than men.

After teaching some techniques, Jin Wan began to consciously fire those men who did not do their job properly but liked to be self-righteous.

Gradually, the proportion of female workers was increased, and only necessary manual labor was retained for male workers, after all, the furniture factory required lifting some heavy objects.

A month later, the factory started producing products, but among the fifteen workers in the workshop, there were only four men.

The first batch of products produced were sofas and desks. The sofas were the kind of office sofas that were comfortable and dignified.

After the product came out, Jin Wan posted a notice recruiting sales people at the factory gate. There was no fixed salary, but there was a 10% commission.

A lot of people signed up at that time because this job did not require them to work in the office and the commission was very high.

The person in charge of recruitment is Jinzi. She accepts everyone who comes and just asks for the registration of a name. She doesn't have any other requirements. It's a commission anyway.

As a result, the effect began to show in the afternoon, and more than a dozen sets of office desks, chairs and sofas were sold one after another.

Recruiting salespeople is actually a technical job. If you give them a basic salary or recruit ordinary people, you will basically lose money.

Because the main product is office furniture, sales naturally face people with social connections. Such people have their own network of contacts and do not need to waste any time on this job. They just need to make connections and get commissions.

It could even be that the officials themselves come and buy things directly, and then they get the commission themselves.

Jin Wan was very happy. This beginning indicated that the factory’s business would definitely be good.

Sure enough, the furniture produced was sold out quickly, and there were still many orders.

So Jin Wan quickly expanded the scale and sped up production progress.

The public security in Tuva City is not good, but it is relatively stable at present, because it belongs to the territory of the Tuva tribe and most of the residents are Tuvans, so they are relatively united.

The mayor is also a chief and has an armed force of more than a thousand people.

Although the weapons are of varying quality, there are many cold weapons such as spears and bows and arrows, but there are also some miscellaneous brand firearms.

The chief himself even has an armored vehicle. Although its surface is bumpy and the paint is peeling off, it is still imposing when it rumbles down the street.

Anyway, there is no strong military force in this area, so it is enough to maintain stability here.

Moreover, this place belongs to the State of Zan. If there is a war or invasion, there is still the country's regular army.

Just because the economy is underdeveloped and there are few job opportunities, vendors are the main group in this city.

The government will provide certain protection to foreign investors like Jin Wan, after all, they will pay taxes.

Boss Huang was a guest of honor of the mayor, so when Jin Wan went through the formalities, she also met the mayor under the introduction of Boss Huang.

If there is no rebellion or riot, Jin Wan's factory will not be in any danger and she just needs to abide by the law.

Therefore, the Jin sisters dared to open a factory here. One reason was that they did not want to live off the resources, and the second was that they wanted to have a chance to find out the whereabouts of the three idiots.

Compared with the Chinese, people here obviously don't have so many twists and turns in their minds, so this is why doing business here is much easier than in China.

As the days passed, the Jin's Furniture Factory grew bigger and bigger. In just three months, the number of workers had reached 50.

The furniture produced has begun to be sold to other cities and even the capital.

The wealth of the Jin sisters naturally increased at a snowball rate, and they became local celebrities.

At the same time, the Wolf Warriors mercenaries have also been formed, and their number has now increased to 30 people, all of whom are young people in their early 20s.

These people are all Sansha's comrades-in-arms, or comrades-in-arms of his comrades. Dasha doesn't trust anyone except his compatriots. He believes that anyone who is not of our kind must be killed.

Therefore, there is not a single foreigner in the entire Wolf Warrior.

Of course, the assassin is an exception. His nationality is not quite right, but his race is qualified.

During this period, they also took on several missions, but most of the time was spent in training. Although these people had good physical fitness, the climate and environment were different after all, and they needed to adapt.

You should know that the impact of the environment on people is greater than the body's own constitution.

Mangroves are one of the most typical African landforms. This submerged forest tests not only a person's physical fitness but also his will.

Thirty people were walking through the woods at full capacity, each carrying 30 kilograms of backpack and weapons. They were struggling through the water that was sometimes waist-deep and sometimes mud that swallowed their shoes.

"Fuck!"

A cry of surprise was heard, and a sturdy young man suddenly hugged a crocodile that was rushing towards him with its mouth open.

This bald young man is one of Grandet's brothers and is very skilled in martial arts.

He was seen rolling in the mud with the crocodile in his arms, then reaching out to draw his knife. The bright red blood quickly dyed the nearby water red, and the crocodile was already floating on the water.

"Boss, there's crocodile meat to eat!"

The bald young man shouted excitedly.

Dasha glanced at him and said, "Bald, you stay and kill them. We'll be back soon!"

"Yes, I promise to complete the mission!"

The bald man saluted and dragged the crocodile to a dry place to deal with it.

Their training was monotonous and arduous, and they often only ate raw meat and fruits, but at least everyone had adapted to it.

The main reason is that their treatment is very high. Although they are paid on a piece-rate basis, when there are no tasks, their monthly salary is still US$10,000.

Although the work is extremely dangerous and we risk our lives most of the time, we are all adults and have thought it through before coming here, so there is nothing to regret.

Besides, you can come and go freely here. As long as you don't escape when performing a mission, you can leave at any other time.

The assassin's satellite phone rang and he picked it up. After listening to a few words, his expression became gloomy.

After saying a few words, he walked towards Dasha and said, "Boss, there is a rescue job, and the price is not high."

Dasha looked at him, his eyes filled with questioning and blaming.

The assassin glanced at him and said awkwardly, "Several employees of a domestic company were kidnapped and asked us to rescue them, but they were only willing to give us $50."

Dasha glared at him and said, "As long as you are Chinese, you have to go even if you don't have to pay!"

The assassin was a little unconvinced: "But they asked them for 500 million US dollars. If we fail to rescue them, they will give it to us!"

"Stop talking nonsense, send the address, and get ready to go!" Following Dasha's order, the team members quickly packed their luggage and prepared to carry out the mission.

The three idiots huddled together, looking at the address sent by the assassin, frowning.

The place was about 200 kilometers away from them, and it took almost ten hours to get there.

The kidnappers asked for five hours, which was obviously too late.

The gangsters here don't take human life seriously; killing is fun for them.

The second fool cursed: "These bastards, they knew we couldn't arrive within this time, and they still contacted me!"

Dasha glared at him and said, "Shut up!"

Then he looked at the assassin and said, "Contact the helicopter. We must reach our destination within three hours!"

Bayonet wanted to say something else, but he didn't dare to say it. He didn't have a problem with Dasha, but with the person who was in charge of the company.

Damn, they took human life lightly. If they had continued on their way normally, the hostages would have died. They should have taken other measures, or simply prepared the ransom first, instead of pinning their hopes on them.

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However, he also knew Dasha's temper. As long as the person was Chinese, he would do it at any cost. There was nothing to discuss.

Although he was not happy about it, he quickly contacted the helicopter.

A small plane with thirty people definitely won’t work, and a larger plane would naturally be very expensive, but we can’t afford that.

The plane arrived half an hour later, and the team members had just finished their meal and boarded the plane fully armed.

Because the plane arrived on time, it reached its destination in two hours. On the plane, Dasha had already asked them to prepare the car and be ready to take action immediately after arrival.

Unexpectedly, the pilot heard his words and asked:
"Is it the kidnapping case from yesterday? The hostages are Chinese."

Dasha looked at him and asked, "Do you know the kidnapper?"

The driver nodded. "They are a group of bandits who have been fighting against the government army. They were beaten and had to hide everywhere. They make a living by kidnapping hostages and robbing."

Dasha looked at him and said, "If you can lead us directly to the kidnappers' lair, I can give you $50."

The assassin was shocked: "Boss, 20 is enough!"

Dasha glared and said, "Shut up!"

The assassin pouted and didn't dare to say anything. This leader was good in every way except that he sometimes didn't consider the cost. You have to know that this job involves risking your life, so why should you do it for a loss?
The driver laughed and said, "It's very nice, sir. I'll give it a try. I can't guarantee it, but I'm somewhat confident. But I don't need that much money. 20 will be enough."

The roar of the plane increased, and the speed suddenly increased. The pilot was obviously much more enthusiastic.

Two hours later, the plane arrived at the destination, which was a fenced-off construction site, an aid project. Although it was called an aid project, it was actually a chemical plant construction site contracted by a domestic company.

The plane did not stop here, and Dasha didn't want to waste time going down to find out the situation.

Because no matter how much you know, the kidnappers are only after the ransom, so they won't let you know where they are. It's better to let the driver find them.

The driver was not bragging. Half an hour later, a camp appeared in sight.

This place is close to the edge of the desert, and the entire camp is built with tents. Although they are called tents, they are actually just a few pieces of cloth supported by a few wooden sticks.

Several hostages were tied to poles, looking listless and it was unknown how long they had not eaten or drunk.

The pilot looked at Dasha and said, "Mission accomplished. I will lower the altitude, and you guys prepare for the raid."

Dasha patted him on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, brother. I'll transfer the money right now."

The pilot grinned widely. He was Dutch and owned his own plane, so he made a living doing this kind of work.

The sound of the plane obviously alarmed the kidnappers. They climbed up one by one, pointed their guns at the plane, and started shooting without patience.

The pilot was naturally experienced and did not land on top of them. He would not risk his own plane and rely on this old friend to survive.

The plane dived and dropped to 500 meters in altitude when it was about one kilometer away from the camp.

Dasha was just about to put down the rope ladder, but unexpectedly the driver grabbed the joystick and rushed towards the camp again.

The driver yelled, "I'll fight for you once, get ready to jump!"

The team members naturally understood what he meant, which was to prepare to lower the plane to a height where they could jump directly, without the need for a rope ladder.

The robbers just relaxed and thought the plane had flown away, but they didn't expect it to fly back in the blink of an eye. They once again raised their weapons and prepared to shoot.

But this time the altitude was too low, and the plane almost brushed the ground as it rushed towards them. The huge airflow from the propeller blew them all over the place, and they hurriedly ran for their lives.

At this time, thirty fully armed mercenaries had already jumped down, and the moment they landed, they opened fire with various weapons in their hands.

They were just a local mob and there was no way they could defeat Dasha's gang. After just one round, they started to flee in all directions.

However, these mercenaries obviously had no intention of letting them go and kept chasing them. By the time they all fled into the desert, their numbers had been reduced by two-thirds.

The three idiots walked towards the hostages, there were five of them in total, two of them were already unconscious and thirsty.

They quickly untied the hostage and fed him some glucose.

At least these people had some external injuries, but they were not serious. They were just in shock due to lack of water. They woke up quickly.

The robbers had several cars, so Dasha and his men naturally requisitioned them, loaded the hostages into the cars, and drove away from the construction site.

After more than an hour, they finally arrived at the construction site. The person in charge was naturally grateful when he saw that they had rescued the hostages.

The assassin said sarcastically: "Don't try to fool me with your words. If you are sincere, give me more money. I have more money to rent a helicopter than you have."

The manager looked embarrassed: "You know, we are a state-owned enterprise with financial systems. I can't make the decision on my own."

The assassin disagreed: "You can decide on your own money for food, drink and entertainment, right?"

The manager said nothing more. He knew that it was useless to speak. Everyone knew what he wanted. What else could he do? He could decide everything and would not come to this godforsaken place in person.

The workers cheered and everyone knew it.

If you encounter danger here, find Wolf Warrior and he will respond to your requests.

But they were all workers and had no money to give to the team members, so they could only take out specialties from their hometowns and treat the soldiers to a meal.

The team members didn't say anything polite and just took it and started eating. We are all compatriots, so why should we be polite?
The manager invited everyone to a restaurant for dinner. Dasha didn't want to go at first, but when he saw how tired his comrades looked, he decided to go anyway.

When I arrived at the restaurant and saw the scarce vegetables on the tables, I couldn't help but complain in my heart. Damn, they were unwilling to spend money to save lives, but they didn't want to lose out on any of the food and drink.

It's the end of the month, and the monthly tickets should be available now, right? Throw them at me, comrades. Salute!