Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 82: Profits from Arms

"Sang, you described the situation here as so bad, but you just released those guys?"

The cook remembered that Song Heping had let Naxin and others go.

In his opinion, since the oil field is so difficult to defend, wouldn't it make things even more difficult for him if he let the enemy scouts go?

The cook couldn't understand Song Heping's thinking.

If you catch the enemy, you can just kill him directly. Why go through so many twists and turns?
He couldn't understand Song Heping's oriental war thinking.

But he couldn't help but listen to Song Heping.

After all, before Song Heping came to the "Musician" organization, he and Bai Xiong and a few others stayed in the Green Zone every day, begging for help and picking up other people's leftovers. He was so miserable that he almost had to go back to his hometown to resume his old job.

Song Heping is not only smart, but also undoubtedly a lucky star.

Since he joined, the defense company has been established and has earned more than five million US dollars in less than half a month, which was unimaginable in the past.

Don't be fooled by his boastful words in the past, the chef knows that it is just empty talk and whether he can deliver is another matter.

So he had to listen to Song Heping.

My intuition told me that if I listened to Song Heping, I would have meat to eat.

"Letting them go is to kill more of them." Song Heping said, "Have you ever fished? You have to bait the bait! How can fish come without bait? Nasin is from the Persian Special Forces. He suffered a great loss here last night, and I humiliated him. I guarantee they will come back within a week. And they will not just fire a few shots and leave. They will definitely fight us head-on. Otherwise, how can we save face for the Persians?"

The cook said, "Are you sure they will come?"

"Wouldn't it be better if you didn't come?" Song Heping asked back.

cook:"……"

Song Heping felt a little depressed because he couldn't come to a conclusion after discussing the matter with the chef and the others.

Now the situation is clear.

If it is a few months later, when the coalition forces have complete control over the situation in Irigoe, the Allianzar will definitely send ICDC and ISF troops to all parts of the country to control the situation. There will definitely be troops stationed near important places like the Hassan Oil Field.

By then, with a large number of troops stationed nearby, there might still be a chance to hold on. Although the fighting spirit of those insects in the ICDC troops is as unreliable as ice cream in the sun, it is better than nothing.

The most important issue now is to hold on for these few months.

Especially keeping orders.

Turner also said that Wood decided to compete for the position.

The Hassan Oil Field in his hands and the Cook Oil Field controlled by Rice will compete. Whoever is more powerful will have the security orders of the two oil fields go to one company in half a month. It will not be like now where one defense company is responsible for one oil field.

If I win this competition...

That would be $180 million a month in security costs.

With this funding, we can recruit more soldiers to expand the team, upgrade the old equipment and even buy a helicopter in the future.

In Song Heping's eyes, the defense company was not much different from the grocery store where he had previously cooperated with Lao Yao.

It's nothing more than gaining a foothold, finding business, earning initial capital, and then seeking greater development.

Since he has done this job, Song Heping doesn't think about it anymore. He will make more money first. As for what his sister said about someone from China coming to ask about his situation, he will talk about it later. If he really can't go back, then he might as well not go back for the time being.

The money can be sent back to my younger brothers and sisters, which is better than working frugally and saving a few coins, and continuing to live a life where I can't even afford a bottle of Coke and would rather save two dollars to buy mineral water.

My specialty is combat.

It is impossible to make money with this skill in the country.

It's legal here, why not do it?

Do!
And do your best!
Just like a large defense company like Blackwater International, with tens of millions in profit every year, they are really enjoying everything they do.

After lunch, he walked out of the warehouse, came to a high tower in the oil field, and climbed up the stairs.

After reaching the top, sitting on the hot iron plate, Song Heping looked around at the terrain and began to think about how to deal with the situation.

This was his habit. Whenever he encountered something he couldn't figure out, he would find a place where no one was around, look at the surrounding scenery, and calm himself down.

Many times, calmness can bring inspiration.

As I sat and watched, suddenly a good idea popped into my mind.

The satellite phone suddenly rang.

Song Heping looked at the number and saw that it was the Ferrari in the Green Zone camp.

He answered and asked, "Ferrari, what can I do for you?"

"I've asked about the mortar."

This is what Song Heping just told me this morning.

I didn't expect Ferrari to implement it so quickly.

It seems that recruiting Ferrari was a very wise choice for the chef.

"What's the situation? Is there any stock? What's the price?" This is the question that Song Heping is most concerned about now.

"There are different models, ranging from 60 caliber to 120 caliber. The prices are different for American and Soviet-made guns. Soviet-made guns are cheaper, while American-made guns are too expensive. They are all made by AAFES. The price of a single gun ranges from $2000 to $20000."

"The price..." Song Heping frowned and said, "It's a bit expensive."

"Expensive?" Ferrari said, "It's the shells that will kill you! The cheapest Soviet-made 60mm mortar shell costs $500, and an American-made guided mortar shell costs $. These arms dealers are making more money than bank robbers! Especially those Soviet-made mortars. AAFES uses military connections to get them from the former government army's arsenal and sells them at only one-tenth of the retail price. Humph! I knew all this shit when I was at the Joint Security Council."

Artillery shells are consumables. A platoon of three guns fires 5 shells at a time, which means that in less than a minute, the consumption will reach $15.

It turns out that war is a waste of money.

This kind of expenditure may not be expensive for a country, but for a small defense company like ours, it is like cutting flesh.

Security costs of $90 a month seem high.

But it's only enough for 120 volleys...

Oh shit!

Song Heping cursed in his heart.

I've heard that the arms business is profitable, but I didn't expect it to be so profitable.

"Ferrari, didn't you work for the United Security Council? Do you have any connections that could get you first-hand sources of goods?" Song Heping said, "We have so little money on hand, so we should save as much as possible."

Ferrari said, "I'm not sure about that. You have to understand what AAFES is like. It's a century-old military resources company. Many retired generals and generals work as consultants for them. It's a revolving door, you know? They don't do anything, but they get millions of dollars a year in consulting fees. For a small company like ours, what do you have to rely on?"

"Too……"

Song Heping himself laughed.

How dare you think of these beautiful things.

The company was established less than a week ago.

You actually want to get first-hand source of goods?
I think too highly of myself.

The amount of goods that AAFES purchases is estimated to be tens of millions of US dollars at one time. How much can you come up with?

You can take out one million, but the question is whether it is a long-term cooperation. Who will give a shit about you?
"Okay, ask around first and see if there's any solution. If there's really no solution, you can buy three Soviet-made 3-caliber mortars and 120 shells."

"That's a big deal!" Ferrari said. "Are you sure?"

"Confirmed, 3 mortars, 150 conventional shells."

　I’d like to recommend a book by a friend, a spy war and time-travel story with a system. The author is He Guang Wanwu and the title is “Codename Doctor, Moving to Hong Kong”.

　　He Guang is also an old military author. He used to write novels about the military for a long time. However, due to military restrictions, several of his works were banned. Now he has turned to the urban area with a new book. We all have failed many times and sympathize with each other, so I will recommend it. If you like it, go and have a look. If you like it, collect it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)