Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 86: Muddy the Waters First

"Oh, boss..." Samir said, "Please believe in my honesty. I know honesty is as precious as water in the desert in Irigo these days, but at least you've been very kind to me and respected me. You didn't treat me like a pig or a dog, so I will never betray you."

"Okay!" Song Heping nodded and said, "I believe you, Samir."

After returning, Song Heping talked about this matter with the cook and others.

After hearing this, the cook immediately expressed his concern angrily: "Sang, don't accuse me of using the most despicable thoughts to speculate about Rice. That guy is definitely not a good person. I can guarantee that he will play tricks to make us lose this contract!"

"I have the same concerns." Song Heping agreed with him: "Otherwise, I wouldn't take Samir's intelligence so seriously."

I’m worried, but what can I do?

Behind Rice is Blackwater International.

Blackwater International's connections and resources are beyond the reach of Musician Defense.

Even if the "Mad Dog" mercenary group really intends to stab itself in the back, or even incite the Kurdish armed forces to attack the Hassan oil field, it is not impossible.

Les has always hated the "Musician" mercenary group.

Judging from the behavior of this "mad dog", it is estimated that he will really trip up his own defense company from behind.

What's more, the issue now involves the ownership of the oil field contract, which involves vital interests.

"Is Samir's information reliable?"

Gray Wolf raised the question first.

"He's from Irigo, and he used to be a junior officer in the ISF. We don't know anything about his background or connections."

His words resonated with Yulia.

"I also think we should be more cautious. The Irigo people are unreliable."

After hearing what they said, the cook became a little shaken.

"Sang, I think it's better to check it out."

Song Heping said, "Investigate? Is there still time to investigate? They're going to meet tonight to discuss the matter, so where do we find the time to verify it? I know I have to be cautious, but the problem is that time is running out. Even if I wanted to be cautious, God wouldn't give me the time to do so."

"So what are you going to do?" asked the cook.

Song Heping said firmly, "It's simple. Let's muddy the waters first. No matter what they want to discuss tonight, we will intervene and stab them in the back so that they can't accomplish anything. Anyway, no matter what Rice discusses with the Colds, it will definitely not benefit us. In that case, why let them talk?"

When everyone heard this, they all thought it made sense.

Now the "Musician" mercenary group and the "Mad Dog" mercenary group are in a competitive relationship. Whoever can win the competition lasting half a month can not only preserve the current security contract, but also get the opponent's security contract.

You can guess what Rice will do with your toes.

If I were Les, I would not let the "Musician" mercenary group get away with it.

"How do you intervene?"

The cook said, "You're not going to fire directly at Rice and the others, are you? That's not an option. If you don't openly tear your relationship apart, you'll be scorned by your peers and won't be able to survive in this industry."

"Yes, I was planning to open fire on them," Song Heping said. "Aren't they going to meet? It's the first time they meet, and everyone's nervous. No one knows what tricks someone might pull. One of my men might accidentally pull the trigger and kill someone on the other side, right?"

Speaking of this, Song Heping himself couldn't help but find it funny.

He spread his hands and said, "If we start fighting, what's left to talk about?"

I have to say that Song Heping's move was quite insidious.

But it was also clever and bold. The cook and the others were stunned when they heard it.

I am!

Can you still play like this?

But if you think about it, it seems to be no problem.

The cook exclaimed, "You mean we send snipers over there, shoot them from the dark, and let them kill each other?!"

"Right." Song Heping said calmly, "That's right. Isn't this a good idea? We know where they're meeting. We just need to send someone over with a sniper rifle and we can finish them off immediately. As for how the fight ends, let their God decide."

This extremely bold plan shocked the veterans present.

After all, they were veterans who had seen blood, but neither the cook nor the gray wolf could think of such a cunning and vicious plot to sow discord, let alone the white bear.

Finally, Hunter Guy broke the silence: "Leave this to me. I can handle it alone."

Finally, he turned to Song Heping and said, "Boss, thank you for taking my brother and me in. I will definitely make this matter beautiful for you."

"it is good."

Song Heping agreed immediately.

He had seen the hunter's marksmanship last night.

Better than Yulia.

Let him take care of it, don't worry.

"I'll give you the location and map later. You'll set off after dark. I don't care what methods you use. I just want the goal, which is to ruin their meeting."

"Don't worry!" The hunter turned to the cook and said with a smile, "Cook, please prepare some midnight snacks and some wine for me to come back."

After everything was settled, everyone was busy for another afternoon, setting up sentry posts and bunkers in different areas of the oil field, and burying some mines near the oil area.

Minefields were also set up in the swamp that Nasin had walked through before.

On this day, the Hassan oil field was relatively quiet, with no militants coming to harass during the day.

When the sun set, Sanchez took the initiative to gather the workers to evacuate the oil field, without the need for Song Heping to persuade him.

Now he knew that this place was not safe, and he also knew that Song Heping asked them to run dozens of kilometers more for their safety.

But this is much better than staying here and getting hit by a stray bullet.

In the afternoon, Sanchez also received news that one of his two colleagues who were injured at the Cook Oilfield last night had to be transferred to a hospital in neighboring Kuwait for treatment, while the other had his kneecap shattered by a bullet and would not be able to walk normally for the rest of his life.

The employees of Wood Company who came to work in Irigo were attracted by the high battlefield subsidies here. The wages they received were at least three times higher than those in the country, but they had to live to spend their money. After knowing the dangers in the northern region, Sanchez was much more polite when speaking to Song Heping, and no longer dared to act arrogantly as the engineering director of Wood Company.

After Sanchez left, night finally fell.

The hunter took his sniper rifle, ammunition, water and food and headed north to the place where Les and the Free Force Alliance were meeting.

The oil field area is a full 100 kilometers away from the meeting place, and it takes more than an hour to drive in the terrain north of Irigo.

They set off at 6:30 and were expected to arrive at 8:00. According to intelligence, Rice and the leader of the Free Force Alliance would meet at 9:30, leaving an hour and a half of preparation time.

The cook watched the SUV driven by the hunter disappear into the hazy twilight, kicking up a cloud of yellow dust. He suddenly reminded Song Heping, "I also need to make a backup plan. What if the hunter fails and gets caught? What should we do? That's Blackwater International... They won't let us go."

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