Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 110 Huge Profits

Seeing Yusuf so frank, Song Heping no longer hid anything.

"Actually, the situation is like this... Our company just received a security contract for a large oil field. We're returning to Bakda to sign the contract and recruit about 100-200 local mercenaries, maybe more..."

"To recruit so many employees at once, I need a large amount of individual equipment. That's why I heard you just confiscated a batch of arms, so I asked you where they went."

"Those munitions..."

Yusuf remembered the question Song Heping asked him in the SUV that afternoon.

At this time, he also understood why Song Heping asked this.

"Generally speaking, any secret arsenals discovered by the coalition forces, the ICDC, or the ISF within Irigo, or any property belonging to Shadamu, will be handed over to us for unified management. We will then register and store them. These will all become Irigo's assets."

As Yusuf spoke, he picked up his hookah and took two puffs.

"The weapons and equipment are all used to arm the new armies organized by the Interim Governing Council, such as the ICDC or the ISF special forces. The ICDC's equipment is mostly Soviet-made equipment allocated by us, while the ISF's equipment is mostly better American equipment provided by the US military. This is where the weapons are going."

Soviet-made?

Soviet-made ones are also good!

And Soviet-made ones are cheaper.

Song Heping asked, "Can you sell me some? After all, as you know, although there are legal stores selling arms in the Green Zone, most of them are monopolized by large companies. Moreover, buying guns and ammunition requires formalities and documents, and large quantities require approval from the Joint Security Council. I need them urgently and only have a few days, so I'd like to ask for your help..."

Yusuf squinted his eyes and thought for a moment. When he spoke again, his tone was a little more relaxed. "The main thing is that these weapons are not under my sole management. Moreover, they are also assets of the Interim Management Committee and cannot be sold directly. If you can get approval documents from the military, companies like Blackwater International and AAFES will be able to purchase guns and ammunition from us."

"You mean to say that those guns sold in Harvey's store are also yours?"

"That's right. We provide a large part of it." Yusuf was straightforward and said truthfully, "Where else do you think they get such a constant supply of goods?"

"By the way, how much does each gun cost when they buy it from you? For example, a brand new AK47 or AKM."

Song Heping suddenly became interested in the price. He wanted to know how much profit AAFES made from the price difference.

"Assault rifles are sold in packages. For example, if the minimum order is 50 pieces, an AK assault rifle costs $100 each, while an AKM is a bit more expensive, costing $ each."

Yusuf's offer made Song Heping unable to hold back.

"Fuck me!"

he exclaimed.

In Harvey's shop, an ordinary second-hand AK assault rifle costs $150, while the Romanian-made AKM assault rifle that he bought from Harvey, the profiteer, cost him $400.

It hurts just thinking about it!
I thought there must be a price difference.

I didn’t expect the price difference to be so outrageous!

It seems that wholesale and retail are two different things.

The profit from arms trade is really no less than that from selling drugs!
Song Heping suddenly had a bold idea in his mind and thought of a way to make a fortune.

However, he also knew that now was not the time to implement it.

To realize this road to wealth, you still have to deal with the fat man in front of you.

"By the way, Yusuf. How much does a mortar cost there? And how much is a piece of ammunition? I'm talking about the ordinary high-explosive fragmentation rounds."

He thought of the several Soviet-made 120-caliber mortars he had bought just a few days ago, those old-fashioned things.

Obviously, these are definitely not shipped from the United States by AAFES.

At first he was wondering where the ASFES company got so many Soviet-made equipment.

Unexpectedly, it was taken from Shadamu!
"It depends on the caliber," Yusuf said. "For example, a 60-caliber mortar costs $600 here. A 120-caliber mortar is a bit more expensive, costing $1000. And the high-explosive fragmentation rounds you mentioned, a 60-caliber is only $100, and a 120-caliber is $200."

"Fuck me!"

Song Heping exclaimed again.

Yusuf asked in surprise, "What does 'fuck' mean?"

He doesn't understand Chinese.

Song Heping didn't know how to explain it, so he just said, "I just wanted to express my surprise."

Then he quickly got back to the point: "Yusuf, you should go to Harvey's store and see how much their mortars are selling for."

Yusuf said, "I know. They dared to buy the 120mm for $ each. This is public knowledge."

"You know?" Song Heping said, "Why don't you raise the price for them?"

Yusuf spread his hands helplessly and said, "Boss Song, these things aren't something we pawns can influence. They're all Americans, and they have privileges here. Think about how much of the coalition's logistics business has been contracted by big companies like AAFES? They're their own people, and those bigwigs on our interim management committee, who doesn't have to listen to them? We didn't set the price, the Americans set it themselves."

Song Heping suddenly realized.

He thought for a moment and said with a grin, "Brother Yusuf, to be honest, let's discuss a deal. Do you think it's a good deal? I'll buy the arms directly from you and give you a 20% markup on the American wholesale price for each piece of equipment."

“20%?” Yusuf hesitated.

"30%."

"I can't do this alone."

"40%!"

"This one……"

"50%. If it's more, I might as well buy it from that profiteer Harvey."

"Okay! Leave this to me! Don't worry, my brother, I'll definitely get it done!"

At this point, Yusuf no longer hesitated.

"But this matter must be kept secret, it must be kept secret! Otherwise, if people find out, I'll be dead!"

"Don't worry! How could I harm you?"

Song Heping gave Yusuf a guarantee.

"When can I get it? I need it urgently."

Yusuf asked, "How many days do you need it? Do you have a list?"

Song Heping said, "I have to recruit 150 people in the next three days and temporarily prepare individual equipment for 200 people, but I'm going to take a look at the goods. After all, I don't know what you have in your arsenal."

"Everything!"

Speaking of the seized arms, Yusuf became proud again.

"As long as Shadamu's army has it, almost everything."

After saying that, he rolled his eyes and said, "By the way, there is something I want to discuss with you, brother."

Song Heping asked, "What's the matter?"

Yusuf said, "The contents of the arsenal we found outside Fallujah haven't been put into storage yet. Don't you plan to take some more?"

“Not in storage?”

"Correct."

Yusuf said, "Two hundred sets is too little."

Song Heping asked, "You mean, these things haven't been checked and put into storage yet?"

He roughly guessed what Yusuf meant. As long as the items in the arsenal hadn't been counted and put into storage, it meant the number hadn't been determined yet. In other words, the higher-ups didn't know the exact number of weapons in this batch. They would have to wait until Yusuf finished counting and submitted the list to them before they could know the exact number.

In this way, if some of the items are removed before storage, no one will notice.

The weapons stored in the warehouse have been registered, so other means must be used to get them out.

And these are not even stored in the warehouse...

Just take it casually!

Song Heping asked hurriedly: "I want to see the goods!"

Yusuf thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but you have to send someone to protect me. I can make arrangements tomorrow night. But it's dozens of kilometers from Bakda to Fallujah, and I'm worried something might happen."

"No problem! I'll take care of your safety!" Song Heping said, "As long as you take care of this, from now on, as long as my company is still around, I'll send you two elite bodyguards free of charge to take care of your safety!"

"real?!"

Yusuf never expected such a good thing to happen.

His biggest concern is safety.

Working in his line of work, he's always worried every day.

The Interim Management Committee repeatedly rejected his security applications on the grounds that security funds were limited and bodyguards were too expensive.

This made Yusuf so angry that he cursed the ancestors of those bigwigs in the Interim Management Committee thousands of times in his heart.

Now that he heard there was a free bodyguard, Yusuf was so excited that he felt like urinating on the spot.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He said "good" three times in a row.

"Brother, I'll give you a few boxes of grenades for free! There are a lot of grenades there, all kinds of models!"

"Thank you then!"

"It's me who wants to thank you!"

The two of them became happier and happier as they talked, laughing so hard that their teeth were showing. In the end, they hugged each other and patted each other's backs.

This stunned Ferrari and Samir who were standing by.

Those who don’t know might think that Song Heping and Yusuf are brothers who have been separated for many years.

This meal was very satisfying.

It was not until nine o'clock in the evening that Song Heping had to leave because of curfew.

On the way back, Ferrari reminded Song Heping.

"Boss, let me remind you of something."

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

Ferrari said, "You were chatting so happily with Yusuf just now, and I didn't have the heart to interrupt you. You promised Yusuf that you would inspect the goods and take a large amount of arms. What are you planning to do now?"

Song Heping said: "Such cheap weapons can make a lot of money if sold!"

Ferrari asked, "But have you thought about who you'll sell it to?"

Song Heping said: "This is a war zone, everyone wants weapons. There is no rush. I will think about the sales later. If it doesn't work out, we will digest it ourselves."

Ferrari added, "That's not impossible, but have you ever thought about where to store a large quantity of munitions? We need a warehouse. We just have a few container houses piled up there for people to see."

Song Heping slapped his forehead and said, "Damn it! Look, I forgot about this. By the way, go look for a suitable place in the next few days and rent it. It has to be a safe place!"

Ferrari said, "It's a hard place to find. It's definitely not possible inside the Green Zone; it's too conspicuous. And we're afraid someone outside might find out and tip off the IDCD, the ISF, or even the coalition. And we'd be doomed!"

"..."

Song Heping was also stunned.

He really didn't expect that his negligence would be fatal.

Yes.

A large number of weapons need to be stored.

How to solve this?

Although Yusuf has not been paid yet, he can temporarily say that he does not want so many arms and wait until the warehouse is resolved.

But a promise is worth a thousand gold, and I can’t break my promise during the first transaction.

Otherwise, this road that we have worked so hard to build will be ruined!
That’s the royal road to wealth!
What to do? !
"Wait for me to go back and think about it carefully..."

Song Heping had no good solution for the time being and could only go back and think it over carefully.

This matter also needs to be communicated to the chef.

After all, he planned to purchase at least one million worth of arms this time.

This is not a small number.

After returning to the Green Zone, Song Heping lay on the bed, tossing and turning like a pancake until after two in the morning before falling into a deep sleep.

He racked his brains but couldn't come up with any good solution.

There really is no place that is safe.

Too conspicuous in the Green Zone.

Someone must be stationed outside the Green Zone.

Once someone is sent, it will attract the attention of the local military and police in Irigo. Moreover, the local area is now full of traitors who make money by selling information and intelligence to the coalition forces, and anyone can be betrayed.

If they sell intelligence about the suicide squad or other armed groups to the coalition forces today, they may sell information about the coalition forces' operations to the suicide squad tomorrow.

Once these professional traitors discover the existence of such a strange place, they will definitely sell the information twice - one copy to the suicide squad and one copy to the coalition intelligence department.

Song Heping didn't expect that despite being so cautious, he ended up neglecting the details.

Even though I haven't figured things out, I still have to do what I need to do.

He called the cook that night, told him what happened tonight, and asked him to send the hunter and the disaster star back overnight, because the transaction might be tomorrow night, and he needed people he could trust.

When the cook heard on the phone that Song Heping had found a large amount of cheap arms and had also taken the route to the Material Supply Department, he was immediately overjoyed and almost wanted to go back to the Green Zone in person.

In the end, it was Song Heping who asked him to stay in the oil field area, and he gave up this idea.

However, the warehouse issue was not resolved after all.

Until Yusuf called him at around seven o'clock the next evening, he still had no idea where to find a warehouse to store the arms.

"Brother, come to my house to pick me up, and we'll go to the armory now!"

"Uh...ok...wait for me."

After hanging up the phone, Song Heping couldn't help but hesitate.

"Should I tell Yusuf..."

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