Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 661 Painting Cake
"What are you going to do next?"

After hanging up the phone, Song Heping found Samir and asked directly, "I have already torn my face with the CIA and are ready to go to war."

It was already early morning.

Most people have fallen asleep.

After leaving Yim Village, everyone moved south.

To the south is the area close to Saudi Arabia.

Samir and his troops are currently operating here, and part of their territory borders Siliya.

The reason why the I5I5 organization hates Samir so much and wants to get rid of him as soon as possible is because they need to control the entire western part of Irigaray.

It borders Siliya, which is similar to the border between Afghanistan and Pakistan.

All extremist and illegal armed groups, regardless of which country they are from, like to be active in border areas.

Terrorist organizations need soil to emerge.

The border between the two countries is the guarantee of their survival.

If you can't fight, run away.

This principle will never be wrong.

"My mind is a little confused now..."

Samir's emotions have not yet stabilized.

His loss tonight was huge.

Except for the troops he led, the other two branch bases were attacked.

One of the armies was completely wiped out.

The other lost more than half of its troops.

What was even more difficult for him to accept was that the I5I5 armed forces resorted to village massacre, killing everyone in the two villages that supported the People's Power armed forces.

What they are best at is beheading.

It seems that in their teachings, cutting off the enemy's head can not only deter the enemy, but also cut off their souls.

"I can't think of what to do right now..."

Seeing his former employee in such a miserable state, Song Heping couldn't help but get angry.

"Samir, you've been with me for so long, don't you even know how to deal with this situation? You think you're facing a desperate situation, and you're only facing an I5I5 armed force. What about me? My current opponent is the CIA. Shouldn't I commit suicide?"

"You are different..."

Samir sat on the carpet, pulling his hair, with his head tilted down, not even having the courage to look up at Song Heping.

"The more desperate the situation, the more courage you must have to fight to the death. We all have one head, two arms, and two legs, right? Just do it. Besides, you haven't lost the current situation yet. I5I5 also lost a lot of troops tonight."

Song Heping sat down in front of him, then reached out to take the teapot and filled a cup of tea for him and himself.

"From now on, you should immediately contact the forces you can command and declare war on I5I5. My people will assist you. Not only that, I have also contacted the Persian side, and they will provide some help at a critical moment."

"Persian side?"

"Correct."

Song Heping said, "Do you still remember Afanti?"

"He's willing to help?"

Sameer is shocked by this.

"Of course I am." Song Heping said, "The CIA's covert support for the I5I5 armed forces isn't just to target you, my brother. I don't want to say anything offensive, but this is the truth. You're not qualified to have the CIA's covert operations department expend vast amounts of manpower and resources to support an armed group to deal with you."

Samir was a little embarrassed when he heard this.

Being regarded as an enemy is actually a source of pride.

It would be a humiliation if you are not even worthy of being an opponent.

"But ever since their rise, they have always wanted to eradicate us. Before you arrived, there had been many clashes between the I5I5 armed forces and us."

Sameer tries to save some face.

Song Heping was actually deliberately provoking him before.

Samir looked depressed, and all he had to do was to arouse the opponent's fighting spirit.

The best way to arouse fighting spirit is to further trample on the other party's self-esteem and arouse his anger.

Sure enough, everything was as I expected.

Song Heping sipped his tea and said indifferently, "They want to kill you because you're standing in their way of controlling the western region. If they don't kill you, they can't control the entire northwest. And the CIA didn't intend to deal with you. Their ultimate goal in supporting the I5I5 armed forces wasn't even me. I just happened to be there."

Samir asked hurriedly: "So what is their goal?"

"Interrupt the Persian Arc of Resistance strategy," Song Heping said. "If Afanti's strategy succeeds, it will mean the collapse of the Eastern order created by Western countries led by the United States. For Persia itself, it will also break free from the sanctions that the United States has placed around its neck since 79. Therefore, the Americans will absolutely not allow this. After listening to me, do you understand what I just said? You and I are not the ultimate goal, Afanti is, so he will definitely help."

Samir didn't expect that there was such a deep background behind the attack.

It took him a while to digest Song Heping's words.

The more I think about it, the more it makes sense. Originally, the British and French colonizers designed an ingenious "impossible triangle" after World War I, laying the foundation for a century of bloodshed and turmoil in the Middle East. Add to that the fact that the Hoopoe Kingdom was deeply wedged into the core of the Middle East after World War II, and Western powers had a handle on interfering in the Middle East at any time.

But the Americans did not foresee the consequences of their actions after the Gulf War.

Amidst the seemingly endless war and the turmoil of the people's livelihood, the fragile social structure that was carefully designed by the British and French colonizers completely collapsed.

If the military and civilians of Persia, Iriga and Cilia fought side by side and united to fight against the colonizers, an "arc of resistance" would be formed.

Once formed, it will mark a historic turning point, and the "impossible triangle" structure built by Western countries here will quickly collapse.

"What you said seems to make sense..."

Samir's eyes gradually brightened.

In the two years since he left Song Heping's company, he has exhausted all his energy in organizing this armed force, but he has gradually lost his direction like a boat entering the vast ocean.

He didn't know which way to go.

The new rulers of Irigo did not like them.

Not all local armed forces in Irigoe support them.

Even the newly formed military in Irigoe had opinions about them, believing that their proposed "self-reliance" program was very naive and had no feasibility.

As for the coalition forces stationed here, led by the US military, they didn't even bother to look at them.

For two years, Samir could only rely on the support of local tribes and some people. At the lowest point, even the most basic equipment and weapons were gifts from tribal militia organizations or some sympathetic people in the government army.

Song Heping's analysis made him feel like he suddenly saw a ray of light in the darkness.

Perhaps cooperating with the Persians is a path to victory.

"Boss, what do you need me to do?"

He finally realized it.

Song Heping is his life-saving straw.

Through Song Heping, his armed forces could obtain support from Persia.

This would open up a passage to the northern regions and the border with Persia, forming a true "Arc of Resistance" and becoming a link in it.

"First, gather your troops, then gather and wait for my news. I estimate that within three days, I will organize a counterattack against I5I5. By then, my local mercenary group and your troops will cooperate. We will even have spies within the government forces, and Afanti will also get involved. Then we will deal a heavy blow to I5I5. Don't you want revenge? This is your best chance!"

Song Heping's words were like a shot of chicken blood, and Samir's previous dejection disappeared instantly.

But soon, he thought of another thing, and his high emotions receded like the receding tide.

"I can still gather more than a thousand people, but the problem is..."

He frowned and complained.

"I'm running low on weapons and ammunition. Tonight, the I5I5 armed attack destroyed two of our strongholds. The limited weapons and ammunition stored there were all taken away by them..."

"Hahahaha!"

Song Heping couldn't help laughing.

"You've asked the right person. Don't forget what kind of business I am in."

Samir blurted out: "Defense, and... arms trade!"

Song Heping said, "I have three arsenals in Yiligo. Many of them are medium and light weapons. They are Soviet weapons and ammunition left over from the former government army. They were originally intended to be sold to South America. Equipping more than a thousand of you is too easy. I have already considered this issue. Since I support you in fighting I5I5, I will give you enough support. When the time comes, I will help you get some funds from Afanti. Just think about it, after operating in the next few years, will all the territory in western Yiligo be yours?"

The pancake was so fragrant and big that Samir's mouth was watering.

He almost knelt down to Song Heping.

You know, after two years of confusion, listening to your words tonight is like fighting several years of war.

If Song Heping had not arrived, the People Power Armed Forces might have continued to languish in this state, and would eventually be swallowed up by other armed forces similar to the I5I5 organization, and then become history.

Now Song Heping has pointed out the path of development, and if you think about it carefully, it is very feasible.

It’s simply a guiding light!
"Boss! You will always be my boss!"

Samir expressed his deepest gratitude with clumsy eloquence.

"Don't get so excited. We're host and guest after all. Besides, this I5I5 armed attack on my company not only caused huge losses, but also gave the military an excuse to cancel my contract. I'm a man of revenge, and I won't wait any longer. This is also for my own sake."

Song Heping patted Samir's shoulder, stood up and said, "Don't sit here and think about it. It won't solve the problem. Go, find your people, take your guns, and do something big with me next."

"it is good!"

Samir said excitedly: "When do we start the action?"

"Don't worry. If we want revenge, we have to find their base. Do you know where the I5I5 armed forces' headquarters is?"

"do not know."

Samir said: "He, like us, is stationed in a mobile manner and does not stay in one place for too long. It is difficult for us to find each other. This time, it is probably because the Americans used their reconnaissance and intelligence capabilities to provide Baghdadi with precise intelligence and attack our base."

"So don't worry. The CIA is secretly supporting the I5I5 organization. They must know where they're stationed. Give me some time, maybe 48 hours, maybe 72 hours. I'll definitely find the answer."

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)