Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 637 Help from Old Friends
"My dear old friend."

In a military camp on the Persian border, Song Heping met Afanti again after nearly two years.

There were a lot more white hairs on the other person's head, but his eyes were still as sharp as an eagle, and his beard was trimmed neatly and meticulously, showing his rigorous work style.

"Avanti, it's nice to see you again."

"You haven't been here for a long time." Afanti took the initiative to step aside and made an invitation. "I hope you didn't eat too much for dinner. I prepared some desserts and snacks, as well as the best Persian black tea. I hope you like it."

The layout was still simple, with a Persian wool rug on the floor, Arabic hookah, black tea, biscuits, dates and some mutton.

Afanti was very polite.

The two sat cross-legged on the blanket, and Afanasiy took the initiative to pour hot tea for Song Heping.

"When you called me today, I knew you must be in trouble, my friend. Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Song Heping was not in a hurry to answer.

He glanced at Afanasy who was sitting opposite him.

From his expression, Song Heping guessed something.

This man, known as the king of Persian intelligence and special operations, could not hide what was happening on the border between Iriga and Persia.

His company was in trouble, and his informant in Irigo must have given him the information.

Even if you didn't know it before, you will do your homework after receiving your call.

People like Afanasiy will not fight an unprepared battle.

Even though the two sides could be considered old friends, Song Heping was very clear that the person sitting opposite him was a complete and unreserved patriot.

He can do anything for the interests of his country. If there is a conflict of interest between him and his country one day, the other party will not hesitate to put him on the list of enemies.

"I suppose you already know what I'm here for. You're just asking knowingly, my old friend, right?"

Song Heping smiled and turned the tables.

Afanti chuckled. "You know me well. I've been very busy these past two years. After receiving your call today, I did ask someone to investigate. As I expected, you're in big trouble, my friend."

"Yes, all the security operations my company is responsible for have been challenged and attacked. In the past two days, I have lost all my defense contracts in Iligo. This means that I may not be able to stay in Iligo anytime soon."

Song Heping is very frank.

When talking to smart people, being honest is a very good choice.

Pretending to be clever and hiding something is asking for trouble.

"Yeah, I heard about it." Afanti nodded, continued pouring tea, and put another biscuit in the bowl in front of Song Heping, without expressing any attitude towards the incident.

Song Heping knew that he was waiting for him to beg him.

Active help and passive assistance have two different results.

"You have a strong presence on the Northwest Territory border. Before I left Irigo, you had already eliminated the Freedom Army forces controlled by the Kurds. Logically, your people should have the final say in that border region. Why did the oil fields I'm responsible for still come under attack? I need some intelligence on this."

These words are full of hidden thorns.

We are friends. In this border area, the armed forces currently supported by the Kurds have been eliminated, and it is not easy for them to attack the American oil fields.

So it couldn't have been them.

Then the only thing left is the Madih Army.

This organization is the Irigo armed force supported by Afanti.

how to explain?

The question was thrown to Afanasiy.

Afanti nodded slightly and said, "Yes, the Madih Army is indeed in control of the situation in this northwest border area. However, my friend, there is more than one armed group there. Including the local tribal forces and armed organizations in Iriga, there are more than a dozen armed forces operating in the area from Mosul to the Persian border alone. The people who attacked you may not be my men."

Song Heping pressed on, "But you must know who did it, right?"

Afanti said nothing. He picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea. Suddenly, he asked, "Before you left Iligo, I remember you said that the feud between you and the Iligo CIA branch had been settled. Is that true?"

Song Heping thought of Simon.

Simon currently has a sore spot in his hands.

"Indeed. But...are you saying this is related to the CIA?"

After going around in circles, it turns out that the CIA is still behind this.

Simon is such a brave boy...

Isn't he afraid of getting into trouble?
"No, no, no, I don't mean the CIA station in Iriguchi. I mean CIA headquarters."

Avanti said: "Before I explain, I must tell you a story. Do you want to listen?"

"of course."

Song Heping knew that some things required knowing the background in order to understand the origin.

Of course he chose to listen.

Didn’t I come here today just to trace the source?
"Go ahead, my old friend."

Afanti drank his tea, thought for a moment, and then said, "In recent years, our influence in Irigaray and neighboring countries has been growing, thanks to the Americans. They are the ones who have disrupted the balance. If Shadamu were still here, I wouldn't be able to cultivate pro-Persian forces in Irigaray. But of course the Americans have noticed this, so the CIA launched a plan to prevent our infiltration in the region and to form a Ten-Leaf Defense Arc. To this end, they even released a demon from Guantanamo Bay, and this demon is currently active at the border between Irigaray and Silja. He founded an armed organization called I5I5, which swore allegiance to al-Qaeda. It's an emerging armed force. In fact, you've already dealt with this armed force two years ago. Now they are the armed forces led by Baghdadi." "Dealt with them?" Song Heping was confused. "Who?"

“Salafi Brigade.”

“Salafi Brigade?!”

Song Heping suddenly understood after hearing this.

Isn't this the armed organization that wiped out the other party's headquarters when he took over his first contract with the US military to provide security services for a water supply station?

All these years have passed and I haven't heard the other person's name again.

I thought it had declined and didn't expect it to be revived.

"I remember that I once destroyed one of his headquarters. These guys attacked the water supply station I was in charge of."

"You remember now, don't you?" Afanti said, smiling as he put a biscuit into his mouth. "The Salafi Brigades were the predecessor of the current I5I5 organization. It's fair to say that 5% of I5I's main strength came from the Salafi Brigades. They've currently pledged allegiance to al-Qaeda and are a very radical organization."

"That's not right..." Song Heping frowned. "The Americans themselves are at odds with al-Qaeda, and the people they released actually pledged allegiance to al-Qaeda? Aren't they just asking for trouble?"

The head of Al Qaeda is Brother Deng.

Brother Deng is currently the top person on the American bounty list.

Would the Americans actually release a person loyal to Brother Deng to go against them?

Unbelievable.

It's unbelievable.

"You don't believe it?" Afanti slowly tore open a date, put a piece of meat into his mouth, and looked at Song Heping with his head slightly tilted.

"It's unbelievable," Song Heping said. "This is creating trouble for yourself."

"Who says it isn't?" Afanti laughed. "911/ was a disaster for the American people, but for whom was it an opportunity? The military-industrial complex, the various chaebols and energy groups. Just like the Pearl Harbor incident, was it a disaster? Of course it was. But it was also an opportunity, the beginning of America's rise to global dominance."

"Compared to curbing our power, the United States would rather make a deal with the devil. Of course, this is also why I despise Americans. They are always so confident, thinking they can control everything and that the world can operate according to their rules and plans. Just like when they used the Taliban to deal with the Soviets, they didn't expect to cultivate a terrorist, right? We and people like Baghdadi are essentially opposites. Therefore, since they and I are enemies, and the Americans and we are enemies, what's wrong with him supporting our enemies?"

Afanti's words reminded Song Heping.

nothing is impossible.

It’s just a matter of perspective.

"You mean, the one who attacked our company's convoy and oil fields was I5I5?"

Afanti said: "The information I have found so far shows that they did it, but I don't know why they did it. Maybe it was to avenge the incident a few years ago?"

Song Heping shook his head: "No, I think someone behind them instructed them to do this."

"Who?" Afanti seemed very interested: "Can you tell me?"

"Of course." Song Heping said, "Since you've been so honest with me, I won't hide it from you. I've recently gotten into big trouble. It's a secret society in the United States. They're very powerful. I think they have people in Congress, the military, and the political circles. I think they want to kill me, and they'll start with my business."

"Ah... so that's it..." Afanti suddenly realized: "Then, what are you going to do?"

Song Heping said, "I won't just sit there and wait for death. Look, I came to you. First, I need to know who stabbed me in the back so that I can fight back."

"Are you planning to take action against I5I5?" Afanti said, "They're active in the border area between Siliya and Irigo, but their whereabouts are very secretive and difficult to find."

Song Heping looked at Afanti and felt that this guy knew something. He even had a feeling that the other party was using him.

But it's okay.

Anyway, I also want to get the information. If it is really done by I5I5, there will be no problem in dealing with them myself.

"I guess you must have a list in your pocket right now, the information about I5I5."

Afanasiy's eyebrows moved slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The sharpness of the young man opposite was beyond his imagination.

"Yes, you are very smart."

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper.

"The paper has the contact information and the code written on it. Go find him. He's one of my informants over there. He'll give you all the information you want."

Song Heping took the paper, took a look at it and memorized the content on it. He reached out and placed the paper on the oil lamp in front of him to light a cigarette, then held it in his hand and watched the paper burn.

Finally, the burnt paper fluttered gently in the air and turned into ashes.

There was a hint of appreciation in Afanti's eyes.

"Okay, now that we're done with business, let's catch up. Song, I have a lot of things to do in the next few years and I'm in desperate need of talent. If you're willing to join me, I think the price I offer won't be lower than the American contract price."

"Afanasiy, do you know the way of friendship?" Song Heping asked back.

Afanti thought about it and suddenly smiled: "Don't become superiors and subordinates with your friends."

Song Heping picked up the teacup and said, "I want to toast you for your wisdom."

Afanti smiled and raised his teacup: "I appreciate your honesty. I believe we will have many more collaborations in the future."

　Asking for a monthly ticket! Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)