Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 89 Raising troops to investigate crimes
Bakdad, Green Zone.

A rapid phone call woke Aznar, the head of Blackwater International's Irigaray office, from his dream.

He suddenly sat up in his bed and glanced at the phone on the bedside table.

He doesn't use the landline very often.

Because this is a confidential line.

But once the landline rings, it means something big is happening.

Before reaching out to pick up the microphone, he took a deep breath and slowed down his already rapid heartbeat.

"Hello, I'm Aznar."

"Aznar, what the hell are you doing over there? You're actually using the air force near Titrick to help you clear out the Freedom Force Alliance? Don't you know they're an affiliated organization of the Kord armed forces? I'm currently coordinating relations with the Kords. Are your people trying to put me on the barbecue by doing this?!"

The other party was obviously very excited, and as soon as he opened his mouth it was like a machine gun firing bullets continuously.

He was so anxious that he even skipped the process of introducing himself.

But this voice was very familiar.

Asnar knew who was on the other end of the line the moment he heard it.

It is Bremer, the US special envoy to the Interim Governing Council.

This is the current emperor of Yiligo and the real boss of Yiligo’s temporary management committee.

He was appointed Chairman of the Counterterrorism Committee by the House of Representatives in 1999. Before May 03, he served as Chairman and CEO of Marsh Crisis Consulting. It was only in May that he was appointed by the President as the U.S. Special Envoy to Illinois.

This is an old acquaintance of Blackwater.

To put it bluntly, a crisis consulting company like this is a product between a public relations think tank and a lobbying group.

There is a saying in the United States that crisis consulting companies are like vultures on the African savannah. Whenever there is a fight and carcasses are left behind, they will come down to clean up the scene, eat the carrion, and feed their stomachs with the remains of the carcasses.

Bremer and Blackwater have always maintained a good relationship, and many of Blackwater's orders have been taken care of by Bremer.

Although he didn't know what had happened, Aznar didn't hesitate and asked, "Did someone from our company mobilize the Air Force?"

"That's right!" Bremer was still furious. "You wanted to attack the Kords, so why didn't you tell me beforehand?! Doing this will have very serious consequences, affecting our cooperation with the Kords, and will be very detrimental to our ability to control the situation in Irig!"

Asnar listened to Bremer's scolding, he was actually quite annoyed with this guy.

To be precise, Bremer had been in Washington, DC for too long and was becoming more and more like a politician than a soldier.

Although Aznar is currently the head of a defense company, he has always considered himself more of a soldier.

Talking about this kind of under-the-table political dealings would naturally make him feel nauseous.

"Mr. Bremer, can I ask which unit of our company mobilized the Air Force?"

"Are the security team at Cook Oil Field yours? Those damn Brits called for air support half an hour ago. A10 attack aircraft arrived and strafed and cleared the ground targets, but it turned out they were from the Cold War and the Free Force Alliance. Just ten minutes ago, the contact person from the Cold War armed forces called me and said that I must give them an explanation for this matter! Otherwise, they will terminate the cooperation we have agreed on!"

Bremer seemed a little excited.

He has been full of ambition since being assigned here.

You have to know that the difficulties involved in being chosen are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

His position represents the interests of the political elders in Washington, and both the Democratic and Republican parties must recognize him and believe that he can balance the interests of the two parties.

As the current emperor-like figure in Irigo, Bremer has supreme authority in Irigo.

He is a key figure in all aspects of the future reconstruction of Yiligo. Hundreds of billions of funds must pass through his desk and be signed by him before they can be distributed to various departments.

Reconstruction requires a stable situation, and a stable situation means balancing the various forces in Irigora. As a representative organization in the North that has always been pro-American and anti-Sadamu, Bremer and the bigwigs behind him want to pull the Kords into Irigora's political situation and use it to balance the forces of various local factions.

According to the original tacit understanding, the military supports the actions of large companies like Blackwater in Irigo. Conversely, when the military needs military companies to support its own actions, it can also summon Blackwater for help. Everyone is assisting each other.

So when the distress call was received, an air force detachment stationed near Titrick sent an A10 to the scene of the incident. They found the besieged Blackwater operatives about dozens of kilometers near the border between Turkey and Irigo, and launched an attack on the ground targets based on the laser instructions sent by the latter.

It took less than ten minutes to finish the work.

After returning, the Kurds came to demand an explanation.

"Those over there are our people..."

After hearing what Bremer said, Aznar broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

The Rice team stationed at Cook Oil Field had indeed submitted an action plan to him, and he had also established contact with the Kurds through his connections and arranged a meeting between the two parties.

Even Bremer knew this.

Now the meeting has turned into a fight.

No wonder Bremer was so furious.

From another perspective, it is equivalent to dragging Bremer into the water.

"I actually believed you could handle this, and I even helped you set up some connections! Why did your people start a fight with them? Eight people died on Kolde's side tonight, and over forty died on the Free Power Alliance side! Aznar, you must give me an explanation for this! Otherwise, I will force your company to close down and get out!"

After saying that, he slammed the phone down and hung up.

In the darkness, Asnar sat petrified by the bed for several minutes before picking up his phone and calling Les.

"SIR..."

Les's voice on the other end of the phone was a little hoarse, and he sounded very angry.

"Les, you idiot! How did you mess up tonight for me like this?! Do you know that Mr. Bremer just called me and yelled at me? What on earth happened!"

"Sir, I'm completely confused! We were supposed to meet at the agreed location, and everything was going fine. Suddenly, a sniper appeared out of nowhere and opened fire on the Koulds, killing their contact. As a result, we were forced into a melee. They were outnumbered, and I only had ten people with me. We were surrounded by them. I had no choice but to call for air support, otherwise all my brothers would have died there!"

Rice's explanation seems to make sense.

but……

A sniper that appeared out of nowhere?

What's going on here?

"I don't want to hear your explanations anymore. I want the truth. If someone is shooting in the dark, trying to sow discord between us and the Colds, then we must find out who it is! I'll give you a week. If you don't give a convincing answer after a week, you will have to bear the consequences. Get out of Irigo!"

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(End of this chapter)