Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 67: Umarov, the Disaster Star
Seeing that everyone looked like they had their acupuncture points pressed, Song Heping realized that something was wrong.

Gray Wolf came over and pulled Song Heping aside, whispering, "Are you crazy?! Why did you bring the disaster star back?"

"Disaster star?"

Song Heping continued to be confused.

"What disaster?!"

"The one behind you, with the big beard!" Gray Wolf said, "Is his name Umarov?"

Song Heping nodded repeatedly: "That's right."

Gray Wolf looked at Song Heping in despair: "Do you know his nickname? He's a celebrity in our Bakda mercenary circle!"

Song Heping was confused: "What's his name? Is he God? GOD?!"

I thought, is this related to the nickname?
Gray Wolf's expression was as complex as a booby trap. "His nickname is Disaster Star. Do you know why? This guy has been in Buck for less than three months, and he's already wiped out four mercenary groups, averaging less than one per month."

"Destroy?"

"Yes," Gray Wolf said. "Every time he joined a mercenary group, he died in various ways. Deaths from roadside bombs, ambushes, and the most bizarre thing was that the leader of every mercenary group he joined was always killed... So, Disaster Star has no chance of survival in the Bakda mercenary circle. No one dares to sign him!"

This time, Song Heping's hair finally stood on end.

He stole a glance at the cook.

The cook's face had turned to marble, and he looked like his bladder was about to burst from holding his pee, which must have been very painful.

This is crazy...

No wonder it is called the star of disaster.

I am!

What did you bring back?
I thought I had picked up a treasure, but it turned out to be poison.

This made Song Heping feel very uncomfortable.

Suddenly I thought about it and felt that it was nothing.

If what the Gray Wolf said is true, if the disaster star specifically targets the boss.

The one who is panicking should be the cook.

He is the head of the company.

Once your mind is open, the sky will be yours.

Song Heping calmed down.

The cook here was in a dilemma.

It’s not that he was reluctant to drive away the bearded disaster star.

If it was just the disaster star alone, he would have kicked him out without hesitation.

But the disaster star is next to Guy.

Compared to the bad reputation of the disaster star, Guy's reputation is very good.

He is a very famous sniper in the Bakda mercenary circle.

One is a disaster, the other is a talented person.

A magical combination.

"Hunter." He called Guy by his nickname. "You're more than welcome to join me. As for the Disaster Star... I'm really sorry, I'm afraid my life isn't tough enough."

Guy said, "Disaster saved my life. He's my brother. I swore to share the good and the bad with him for the rest of my life. If you want to recruit both of us, recruit us together. Or we can go together. It's your decision."

The cook said, "Can't we just have one?"

"Of course not. Either we take it together or we leave together."

Guy said in a tone that left no room for negotiation.

Umarov whispered something in Guy's ear.

Guy shook his head.

Song Heping felt that Umarov might not want to implicate Guy and wanted to withdraw.

Seeing that the cook remained silent, Guy picked up his backpack and turned to leave.

Umarov followed him.

The two walked more than ten meters away when Song Heping called out to them, "Wait!"

Guy turned around and Song Heping said, "Hunter, wait here. I'll discuss this with the cook."

After that, he came up to the cook and whispered, "We're short on manpower this time, especially core members. The oil fields are so vast, we're already short on manpower, especially long-range snipers like Hunter. I've done some research, and in the Hassan oil fields, a good sniper can be more effective than ten infantrymen. I think we can keep them."

"Damn it!" the cook said, "Didn't you hear what Gray Wolf said? Wherever the disaster star goes, everyone will be destroyed!"

Song Heping said, "Do you still believe this?"

The cook said, "Do you think everyone is an atheist like you?"

He finished speaking with a frown, then suddenly his eyes rolled and he said to Song Heping: "I have a way, you can try it." Song Heping asked hurriedly: "What is it?"

The cook said, "You are the legal representative of the defense company. I will no longer be the boss. You will be the boss from now on."

Song Heping was shocked: "Me?!"

Thinking that I had only been in the group for a few days, I was made the boss.

The cook was really scared by the disaster.

"Correct."

The cook seemed very serious.

"You're a genius at command. You command all military operations anyway. No one disobeys you as the leader. As for me..."

He grinned, revealing his white teeth.

"I'll be your deputy."

"Fuck!" Song Heping was furious. "Are you afraid of the bad luck? I didn't expect you Russians to believe this!"

The cook raised his hand and made the sign of the Orthodox cross on his chest: "In God we trust."

Song Heping turned to look at Guy, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Deal, I'll be a legal person and a mascot."

"That's right," the cook said loudly to Guy. "Okay, you can join us."

Then he didn't forget to announce to everyone: "From today on, Sang will be the head of our defense company and mercenary group. As for me, I will step down as second in command. I am not the boss."

As soon as the words came out, everyone couldn't help laughing.

Song Heping became the head of the "musicians" just a few days after joining the group. Everyone knew why the chef was willing to give up his position. It was simply because he was afraid of not being able to overcome the curse.

"Boss!"

Guy stepped forward and held out his hand.

"I won't say much about my gratitude. Thank you for giving us two brothers a place to stay. Oh, by the way, do you have any food here? We are hungry."

These words made Song Heping stunned again.

This was the first time he had seen a mercenary doing so poorly that he couldn't even afford to eat.

What have these two brothers been through?
"Yes, there are still a lot of canned food, black bread, and mutton in the kitchen. I'll let Gray Wolf take you there to fill your stomachs."

After Guy and the other man entered the kitchen, the Queen joked with Song Heping: "Boss, you'd better wear an extra layer of bulletproof vest next time you go on a mission."

White Bear echoed the sentiment, "No, it's the Eagle mercenary group that Disaster Star joined last time. The boss died in a helicopter crash. Even a bulletproof vest couldn't stop it."

After saying that, the two looked at each other, as if they had heard some funny joke, and hugged each other and laughed out loud.

Boss?

Song Heping was a little uncomfortable with this title for a while.

A few days ago, I was a small businessman selling generator sets in Bakda.

After these few days, he actually became the boss of a mercenary organization and the legal representative of a defense company.

Most importantly, Song Heping now has nearly $600,000 in his personal pocket.

Six hundred thousand US dollars, equivalent to a prize of five million Chinese currency!
Five million!

It’s enough for Song Heping to buy more than 30 houses in the county!

He has one set for his sister and one set for his brother, and he can even be a landlord.

This money came too fast!

It’s a pity that Lao Gui is no longer here.

Otherwise he would be shocked.

He really wanted to find someone to share his joy with, but then he changed his mind and held himself back.

My younger siblings are still young, and I must never let them know that their brother has so much money, otherwise they will develop the habit of spending money lavishly and will definitely have no future.

What's more, I'm in this business, and to be frank, the money I earn is stained with blood, so it's better not to make it public.

He decided to take out a small amount of money and remit it back to China, so that his sister could pay off all the debts owed to relatives first. After all, being debt-free is a relief, and Song Heping had long been tired of the feeling of owing money.

There was another thing that Song Heping had always been worried about, but he had never told anyone about it.

This matter was like a thorn in his heart, always making him feel uncomfortable.

But whatever you worry about will come true.

What is meant to come will eventually come.

　Third update.

　　The first subscription is less than 1,000, so I will update three times for now. I will update more when it exceeds 1,000.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)