Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 108 Yusuf's Curve to Save the Country
"You Sufu."

Song Heping took the initiative to talk to the fat man.

"Your job sounds quite dangerous. Why didn't the interim management committee assign you a bodyguard?"

Fatty Yusuf was a chatterbox, and Samir was getting annoyed by his cold words and the look of not wanting to talk to him.

Song Heping was Samir's boss, and he took the initiative to talk to him, so he immediately became excited.

"Hey! Don't mention it!"

The fat man patted his fat legs, said with a hint of self-mockery and grief, "Who would care about people like us?"

He paused and stole a glance at Samir who was driving.

"You're Samir's boss, right? The one at the defense company?"

"Yes, 'Musician' Defense is my company."

Song Heping didn't intend to hide it.

Yusuf said, "You don't know the current situation in Yiligo!"

Song Heping asked: "What's going on?"

Yusuf said, "Of the 25 members of the Interim Governing Council, including senior officials of the interim government, every one of them has two Humvees leading the way, and every one of them has ISF special forces providing personal protection. What about us? We are small-time people, but we are thankless. We do the dirty work, while they enjoy the good life as the big bosses. When they cause trouble, they come to us and ask them for help. We applied for it, and they gave us a driver who also serves as a bodyguard... Look, that's the one who was just beaten to death..."

At this point, Fatty Yusuf immediately started acting like a drama queen. He suddenly became sad, covered his eyes and sobbed twice, finally squeezing out a crocodile tear.

"Poor Anadi... He died a horrible death. I saw him being beaten to death right in front of me. Look, the blood was all over me..."

Song Heping calmly watched Pan Youssef perform.

He knew that this guy didn't care about Anadi at all.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have just abandoned the body and run away for his own life.

Yusuf had finally finished his acting and his face returned to normal.

He continued, "Look at us in the Supplies Department. We're responsible for distributing supplies, and sometimes we have to check and seize property and real estate belonging to the former regime and those who support Shadamu. Isn't that also following orders? Those death squads are watching us every day. In just this month, three people I know have died, either beaten to death or blown up... It's simply unbearable..."

Finally, he added: "Samir, you are right. People like us are just dogs!"

Samir sneered after hearing this, "You know you're a dog, but you still want to be a dog? You deserve to die!"

His words aroused Yusuf's dissatisfaction.

The latter immediately retorted, "You can't say that! You can't look down on people like us. Yes, we work for those bigwigs from various factions and are lickspittle for the US military, but so what? I have a family to support. I have your Aunt Emiya to support, my wife to support, and five hungry children at home. If I don't work, who will support them?"

"Do you think it's like your family? They have a small business, they let you study abroad, they let you come back and talk about your ideals, they let you quit your job as an ISF translator just like that? Do you know how difficult the world is? You are such a utopian idealist!"

The more Yusuf spoke, the more excited he became, and the more reasonable his words became.

After listening to this, Song Heping had more and more thoughts in his mind.

This person...

Can win over...

Samir couldn't help himself, grabbing the reverse board and launching into a barrage of criticism: "We can't be dogs! We Irigans have our own dignity! We are human beings. Look at those American troops, they treat us like humans?! And those leaders of various factions, each and every one of them wants to join the Interim Governing Council, the Provisional Government, and the United Security Council, all thinking about how to expand their influence and seize power! Have they ever thought about the people?! Do they really care about Irigans?"

"Look at what our homeland looks like now. The Kurds to the north have taken over a piece of territory, the Persians are building up their power along our border, and what's the oil revenue from the south got to do with us? Where did the money go for reconstruction? It went all the way around us, only to be returned to their military-industrial complex and their chaebols. How much of it has reached us, the people?!"

By the time it was over, Samir's decibel level had gone up several notches.

"I thought overthrowing one idiot would bring hope, but now, one idiot has fallen, and hundreds of idiots have stood up! If I had known this would happen, I would rather have idiots in power!"

He was even more excited than Yusuf, and his saliva sprayed on the windshield.

Yusuf counterattacked again: "Is this why you call me a dog?! Fine! I'm a dog, and you're a man! Then let me ask you, man, hero! Why don't you stand up against the US military? Why don't you go and work as a translator for the ISF?!"

"Even if you formed a team to fight against the Americans, could you win? Look at their planes and artillery, and their aircraft carriers parked right next to our harbor. How can you resist? With your life?!"

"What I'm doing now is meaningful. Without people like us, how can Yilige be stabilized? Once it's stable, we can talk about how to build and transform it! I'm being pragmatic!"

"That's right! I'm risking my life! I won't work for the ISF anymore! Do you think I dare to go against the Americans?"

The two of them had a huge argument in the car.

Song Heping was also fascinated by the quarrel between his two cousins.

This was a good debate.

A political philosophy with a very realistic color.

It is a collision of two different ideas and positions.

Ha ha.

interesting.

"OK OK."

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger and stronger, Song Heping was worried that Samir would not be able to hold back and would pick up the gun and shoot his fat cousin in the head.

This person may be of great use.

Yusuf revealed a lot of information just now.

Song Heping remembered all of it in his heart.

"Yusuf, I heard that you were attacked this time because you found an arsenal belonging to the Shadamu Suicide Squad?"

"That's right!"

Yusuf was frank.

"It's just outside Fallujah. I think they were temporarily relocated when the war started. They requisitioned a warehouse from a former factory. There's a lot of stuff in there, a huge amount. I've been busy checking and distributing it these past few days. I guess this is what pissed them off, and they're determined to kill me."

Song Heping thought about this mission of returning to Bakda.

Recruit new members.

More importantly, there is the purchase of arms. Buying arms in large quantities is very expensive.

If, this guy Yusuf is from the logistics department.

So if we get in touch with him, can we get first-hand weapons from him?

"Yusuf, I want to ask you something."

Song Heping thought about it again and again and decided to test the waters.

"Generally speaking, what do you do with the arms you find?"

Upon hearing this topic, Yusuf became alert.

There was a glimmer of suspicion in his little eyes.

He coughed dryly and said, "It's all turned in...it has to be handed over to the Provisional Management Committee."

Seeing that he was suspicious, Song Heping did not rush to ask.

More haste less speed.

The relationship between them is not yet at the point where we can discuss this matter.

We need to get more familiar with each other before bringing it up again.

But Yusuf is a friend I have already made.

The next step is to figure out how to get in touch with him.

Just when Song Heping was thinking about how to establish an alliance of interests with Fatty Yusuf, he didn't expect the latter to take the initiative to extend an olive branch.

"Boss Song, are you free tonight?"

Seeing the fat man asking him, Song Heping was secretly happy.

If I'm really sleepy, someone will give me a pillow.

Don't be too lucky.

"I'm free!" he replied quickly. "I'm planning to go to Samir's house tonight to try your local delicacies."

Samir was stunned when he heard this.

Song Heping winked at him.

The latter understands it perfectly.

Yusuf was delighted when he heard this. "Why don't you come to my house? I'll personally treat you tonight and make sure you enjoy our authentic Irigo cuisine. You saved my life today, and here, we always express our gratitude to those who saved us. Please give me this opportunity to repay you."

Seeing this, Song Heping did not refuse and immediately agreed: "Okay."

He turned to Samir: "Will you accompany me to visit relatives?"

Samir didn't like Yusuf and replied flatly: "No!"

Maybe he feels his attitude is bad, so he tries to make up for it by saying, "I haven't been home for a long time, so I'd like to take this opportunity to go home and visit."

Song Heping said, "Why don't you just invite your family to Yusuf's house and have a meal together? Aren't you relatives?"

Yusuf was very happy and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, we haven't gathered together for a long time."

Seeing that his boss had made the decision, Samir could only nod.

Soon, the car arrived in Bakdad and entered the Green Zone. Yusuf got out of the car and said goodbye to the two of them. He repeatedly reminded them to come to his home as guests in the evening and he would prepare delicious food for them.

After Yusuf got off the car, the two drove back to their camp.

After parking the car, Song Heping grabbed Samir and said, "I have something to tell you."

Samir was stunned for a moment, then guessed Song Heping's intention.

"Boss, I know you must need Yusuf's help with something. Do you want to buy some arms?"

Song Heping said, "You're right. That's what I was thinking. Think about it. We're going to recruit one or two hundred local employees this time, and they all need weapons. If the Suicide Squad's warehouse has good stuff and it's cheap, why should we go to Harvey's black shop to buy it? Wouldn't it be better to save some money and buy accident insurance for our brothers?"

Samir remained silent.

He seemed to be pondering the meaning of Song Heping's words.

"What's more," Song Heping continued, "Think about it. Many of the local mercenaries in Irigo don't even have accident insurance when they work for others, right? You'd rather see them get injured or killed, and then their families lose their support? Purchasing a set of individual equipment from Harvey would cost at least a thousand dollars. If you can bargain the price down to five hundred dollars or more from your cousin, the money you save would be enough to buy a year's worth of accident insurance. Even the cheapest one would give you $5 in compensation in the event of death. Isn't that great?"

When it comes to the welfare of local employees, Song Heping has touched the softest spot in Samir's heart.

He recruited all these employees.

The lives of local employees in Irigo are really worthless.

Many people work in this industry in low-end, low-paying jobs without any security.

Samir also wanted to bring up the issue of insurance for the 50 people he had recruited earlier, but when he thought about how no one in Irigoe bought insurance for their local employees and it was considered an industry practice, he felt embarrassed to bring it up.

Now that Song Heping has taken the initiative to propose, how can I refuse?

"Okay, boss, I'll go to Yusuf's place tonight..."

"That's right." Song Heping was very happy. "We are very pressed for time, so I won't hide it from you. I think Yusuf respects you quite a bit. When the time comes, just think of it as considering the local employees of our company. Help me convince him to wholesale some cheap arms for us."

Song Heping has made up his mind to capture Yusuf.

This will be very beneficial to the future development of my company.

Ammunition, guns, and even more advanced weapons, as long as they were available in Shadamu’s army before, they can have them.

Although it is not the most advanced level on Blue Star, it is not bad among mercenaries.

“Okay…” Samir said, “I’ll listen to your boss.”

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