Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 262 Conditions
"kill?"

Song Heping was a little unhappy.

Things seem to be getting complicated.

"We are a PMC company, not a killer company. We can negotiate remuneration, but if you ask us to kill people at every turn..."

He could only shake his head.

Dominic looked a little disappointed. "I'm in this situation now purely because of my enemy. If you can't help me solve the problem, then even if I'm willing to help you, what will I get in return?"

"Money!"

The cook said, "Your reward is very high. You can use it to hire someone else to kill him."

Dominic shook his head: "No one dares to take my business?"

What he said actually aroused Song Heping's interest.

No one dares to answer?

How tricky is it?

So he asked tentatively, "Who is it?"

"Assad, nicknamed 'the Priest', is the leader of the Salafi armed forces in the Sahel region." Dominic reported the name of his enemy.

“Salafi militias?”

Song Heping suddenly felt that the name was familiar.

He asked the cook, "Why does this name sound so familiar to me?"

The cook scratched his head and thought for a while, then shook his head to indicate that he couldn't remember: "I can't remember."

Gray Wolf said, "Those guys who attacked the water station? Don't you remember? We destroyed one of their branch's bases."

“Ah…it’s them!?”

Song Heping then remembered.

Because the opponent was too weak and the battle that night was not too intense, Song Heping had no impression of it at all.

When he heard it was this organization, Song Heping laughed.

“Are you sure it’s the Salafi militia?”

"That's right." Dominic saw that everyone around him was smiling, and suddenly he was a little confused: "Why? Have you fought before?"

Gray Wolf chuckled and said, "Of course, but I'm curious. Aren't they one of Irigo's armed forces? How come they exist in the Sahel region? By the way, what's your grudge against them?"

Dominic said: "A year ago, I was still serving in the army and was deployed with the troops in the Sahel region. One day, my unit was on an air patrol mission and was hit by a shoulder-fired air defense missile. In fact, I had flown that route many times and it was always safe. I don't know why there were militants lurking there with man-portable air defense missiles. Although I made evasive actions and tried my best to save the helicopter, the engine was still damaged and it finally made a hard landing. Except for me, the other six crew members were all killed..."

Song Heping asked, "Are you sure it was the Salafi militia that did it?"

Dominic nodded. "That's right. Afterwards, our French military intelligence agencies also obtained accurate evidence and intelligence. This is absolutely correct."

Song Heping asked curiously, "Aren't you from the French special forces? You have evidence, but why don't you hunt them down? Do you want us mercenaries to do this for you?"

"Hmph!" Dominic sneered. "You're too naive, Song. Politics is dirty. If you ask me if my unit wants to seek revenge against the Salafi armed forces and wipe them out, I can tell you—yes! Very much so!"

When he said this, his eyes became red.

The cook said, "Just talk, don't cry. I hate it most when men cry in front of me."

Dominic took a deep breath, calmed himself, and continued, "Even after I recovered from the hospital, the French army didn't take any retaliatory action. I asked my superiors, and they told me to stay out of it. Later, I learned through other channels that the Americans were involved. No, to be more precise, the CIA was involved. Things became very complicated. Because of the CIA's protection, the 'Priest' has disappeared. No one knows his whereabouts or where he went. Only the CIA knows."

He paused and continued, "I have an old friend in the French Military Intelligence Agency. He advised me not to get involved because it's more complicated than I thought. Africa has always been our French backyard, but in recent years, a large amount of oil and gas resources have been discovered in the Sahel region, so the Americans want to intervene and get a piece of the pie."

"French intelligence agencies have some vague evidence indicating that many armed groups there originated from the Middle East and Afghanistan. Many of these groups are actually secretly nurtured and strengthened by the CIA through white gloves, allowing the Americans to station troops in the Sahel and conduct counter-terrorism operations under the pretext of counter-terrorism. Therefore, the Salafi armed forces' attack on our plane was likely a CIA-directed play. The weapon that shot us down was a shoulder-fired Stinger, a US-made weapon. The Americans explained that it was probably some inventory left over from their support of the Afghan local armed forces in their war against the Soviet Union." At this point, he sneered, "Do you believe this nonsense? After more than a decade, those stocks are still there, and they haven't been used up yet."

After hearing this, the cook said sarcastically, "You French soldiers are such cowards. You just do whatever the Americans tell you to do. You're not the sons of Americans..."

At this point, seeing Dominic's face change drastically, Song Heping glared at the cook and told him to shut up.

The cook finally shut up.

"Is it because of this that you chose to retire?" Song Heping asked.

Dominic nodded. "Yeah, I can't stand this. They say they're special forces, but they can't fight back after being attacked. It doesn't matter if you're a soldier like that or not."

Song Heping finally understood the general idea.

But if Dominic was telling the truth, it meant that he would have to confront the CIA again.

I already have a tooth mark with the CIA. If I really help Dominic kill Isad, the guys from the CIA will probably cause trouble for me again, right?

This issue……

Somewhat tricky.

But the problem now is that if he does not agree to Dominic's conditions, he will have to find another way to get out of the next action safely.

According to my own experience, without a helicopter, evacuation after rescue would be extremely difficult. Taking a familiar route across the border into Ecuador would also be extremely risky. Not only would it be easy to be caught up by the AUC armed forces, but there is also the possibility of encountering the border guards here.

Helicopters are different because there is only a river between Ecuador and Colombia. As long as they fly at low altitude and pass through the jungle and mountains, they will probably not be discovered at all given the Ecuadorian military's air defense level.

This is the safest escape route.

He turned to the cook and asked, "Cook, this involves the CIA and our old enemy. Do we do it or not?"

The cook said, "I think we can do it. The Salafists have a grudge against us. I've heard that after we wiped out a branch of theirs at the water station, they've been thinking of revenge. But because the water station is located in the area controlled by Haymur and the armed forces he controls, the Salafists haven't found any opportunities. Sooner or later, they will come after us."

"As for the CIA..."

The cook chuckled and said, "Do you think Simon and his gang don't want to kill us? Even if we don't take this job, they'll probably give us trouble in the future. It's just that we're not familiar with Africa, so it's a bit difficult to do it."

"Not really, you're really brave. I know some people over there, both in the French army and in the intelligence agencies. I have old friends there, and I can introduce you to them. Even if they don't dare to help openly, they can provide help secretly!"

After hearing Song Heping and the others say that they had fought against the Salafi armed forces a long time ago and even took down one of their branches, Donimiga seemed to see hope.

Over the past year or so, he has also hired killers and mercenaries.

But when they hear about the Sahel region, they shake their heads.

That damn place is full of crazy people, with various forces intertwined. It's easy to get stuck once you get in.

Hearing the chef say this, Song Heping weighed it in his mind.

Dominic has some old connections in the French military and intelligence agencies, and he is also an elite pilot. This is exactly the kind of talent his company lacks.

The deaths of those French soldiers probably not only made Dominic feel indignant, but some people in the French special forces and intelligence agencies also had opinions on this, but they were suppressed by their superiors and did not dare to act recklessly.

If I really killed the "priest", these French guys would probably feel that they owed me a favor.

His company cannot just stay in Irigaray. If he really wants to expand his business, especially the arms business, Africa is also a piece of fat meat.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a loss.

"Okay. I agree to your terms, Dominic." Song Heping finally made the decision: "I'll take this job."

"Great!" Dominic jumped up from the sofa. "Then I promise that as long as you take my plane after the operation, you will escape safely!"

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)