Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 90 Concerns Behind Victory

While Blackwater International was in chaos due to the conflict with the Kurdish armed forces, in the living area of ​​​​Hassan Oil Field, the chef entertained the hunters with the best food he could find.

"Hunter! This bottle is for you!"

The chef can drink a lot and always drinks a bottle every time.

Looking at the half bottle of vodka left in front of him, the hunter hesitated before taking it.

"I'll drink first as a toast!"

The cook tilted his head back, put another bottle of vodka into his mouth and gulped it down like mineral water.

Most Russians are fond of drinking, this is their tradition.

They dare not even drink alcohol without wine.

Only those who respect you will drink with you, and only those who can drink will look up to you.

Song Heping said to the hunter, "This is the wine for joining the gang. You have to drink it."

The cook finished the bottle of vodka, smashed it to the ground, and looked at the hunter: "Today, you have proved yourself with your strength. You are now a member of the gang!"

Seeing this, the hunter didn't say much, grabbed the bottle and drank it, and actually finished the bottle of vodka in one breath.

The cook laughed heartily and came up to give the hunter a hug: "We live and die together!"

The hunter was obviously also infected by the atmosphere. He hugged the cook tightly and patted his back hard.

"With the total death!"

After drinking, everyone burst into laughter.

Gray Wolf bit into a piece of lamb leg with a dagger stuck in his mouth and said, "I can already imagine what the situation will be like for Rice and his men in Cook Oil Field. You say..."

He paused, his eyes sweeping over everyone: "Could Rice be dead too?"

Gray Wolf's question stunned everyone.

Finally, Song Heping shook his head: "I don't think it's that easy."

The hunter said: "When I left, I saw his men dragging him desperately towards the armored car. One of his men took the bullet for him, so I didn't see him get knocked down."

"Forget it," the cook said. "Even if he doesn't die, he'll be skinned alive. Fighting with the Kould armed men will give even Blackwater a headache."

In fact, the chef was not exaggerating.

It is true that Blackwater International has a military background.

But the Kurdish armed forces are currently the target of the Americans' efforts to win over.

After all, judging from the current situation in Irigaray, the Americans need to win the support of all local armed factions.

They overthrew Shadamu, dissolved all the original administrative agencies, and even disbanded the original army.

To reap the benefits of oil from Ilocos, there must be a stable situation. Even though the US military is very powerful, if the entire Ilocos cannot maintain a certain level of stability, they will not be able to gain more benefits for their domestic companies here.

Therefore, someone must take the blame tonight.

Song Heping sorted out his thoughts and began to make a judgment: "I don't think Rice and his men will last more than half a month. The Kurdish armed forces have suffered a great loss and will retaliate against them frantically. By then, they will definitely break off relations with Blackwater and even the US military, and continue to attack the Cook Oilfield. Our temporary pressure will be greatly reduced. In half a month, Wood will definitely cancel the contract with Blackwater International, and then we will be able to get the security orders for the two oil fields."

"I'm not worried about the order at all. After what happened tonight, the cooperation between Blackwater and Wood is probably over. Wood is no fool. They hired Blackwater because Blackwater International is well-known and well-connected in Irigo. If they get involved in these troubles, Wood is just a businessman and he doesn't want to cause trouble." The cook said, "I'm sure the order will fall into our hands."

After saying that, he gestured with his hands.

"With $180 million in orders a month, our company can expand! This is amazing! This is something I couldn't even imagine before coming to Irigo!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing again.

Yes.

So much money.

Currently, the company has only 8 core team members, and with a monthly salary of US$2 per person, the company's expenses are only US$16. Even if 100 more local employees are hired, the monthly expenses will only increase by about US$10. After deducting various miscellaneous expenses, the company will have a profit of at least US$130 to 150 million per month.

Even if only 10% is taken out as commission salary, each person can still get more than 3 US dollars in commission, and the income of each core team member can reach more than yuan.

The remaining funds will flow into the company's account and will be managed by Ferrari. A portion will be distributed as dividends every quarter. After the individual income is evenly distributed, the monthly income is estimated to reach $5 or even more...

As long as we do the math, everyone will feel happy.

No matter who you are, this is a very generous income.

Song Heping suddenly felt a little regretful.

Before, when I came here with Lao Yao to do the grocery business, I thought the income was pretty good. But compared with running a defense company now, it’s like heaven and earth, a mosquito compared to a cow, they are not on the same level.

You really can't make money beyond your means. I never knew running a defense company could be so profitable.

Although it was a bit dangerous, Song Heping felt it was worth it when he thought about the income.

"I think everyone is celebrating too early."

Queen Yulia reminded everyone.

"Even if we win the Cook Oilfield order, do you think the Kurds will let go of that oilfield? After Rice leaves, they will definitely target us. Then we will have to fight them. You've done a tactical analysis before. How will we defend ourselves then?"

One word awakens the dreamer.

Everyone's laughter died down again.

Song Heping said: "There is an old saying in my country: things will work out when the time comes. We will definitely find a way when the time comes."

In fact, he had been thinking about the tip given to him by the old squad leader - to muddy the waters.

Since the northern part of Irigo has been so chaotic recently, let's make it even more chaotic.

Being messy enough is not a bad thing for yourself.

There are so many armed factions here.

If chaos really breaks out, they will all fight each other.

When they fight each other, they relieve themselves of stress.

But how do we make them fight each other?
Crisis crisis.

There is opportunity in danger.

Song Heping has been thinking about this problem.

But he couldn't come up with a solution immediately.

So, we can only take one step at a time.

However, he suddenly had a new idea.

Samir.

That's right.

Song Heping vaguely felt that Samir was a very useful person to him.

this person……

You have to win him over, bring him into your own small group, and make him one of your own.

"There's something I need to mention here. We've had our fill of wine and food, but I still need to remind you. What happened tonight is top secret. If it gets out, I'm afraid we'll all be on Blackwater's wanted list in the future."

"Don't worry! We're not that stupid."

"That's right, this matter will definitely not be mentioned again."

Everyone reassured Song Heping.

Song Heping also believed that there was no problem with this small team.

After all, we were all involved in this tonight.

If something goes wrong, no one can be immune.

"Cook, come here for a moment. I have something to discuss with you."

The cook came over with a suspicious look on his face.

Song Heping pulled him over and whispered, "This intelligence was provided by Samir. According to the rules, we should also give him a share of the money."

There is one good thing about the cook: he is definitely not stingy with the money he earns from selling his life.

"Okay, you have the final say. We should also give him some money. If he takes the money, he will join our team. If the truth is exposed in the future, he will be finished."

"Yes, that's what I thought too." Song Heping said with a smile: "The best way to shut someone up is to get him to join your gang and give him a share of the spoils. That way, we will both suffer."

The cook said, "No, the best way to shut a man up is—"

He raised his hand to make the shape of a pistol, and softly imitated firing a gun with his mouth, making a "bang" sound.

"Get rid of him."

The cook's words actually sounded so reasonable that Song Heping felt he couldn't refute it this time.

　Asking for a monthly ticket! ! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)