Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 91: Win people’s hearts
While everyone was drinking, Song Heping walked out of the warehouse to find Samir.

Samir was patrolling the oilfield at the time. Seeing Song Heping coming to find him, he immediately reported to him, "Boss, I just checked at the various guard posts. Everyone is in place and everything is normal. Don't worry, go have a drink. I'll report to you immediately if anything happens."

Song Heping pulled him aside and sat him down on an abandoned oil well iron frame.

"I'm not here to check on you."

After saying that, he took out a stack of US dollars from his pocket and handed it over.

"you deserved."

Samir glanced at the stack of green bills and his eyes suddenly widened.

Judging from the thickness, it’s at least $10,000.

He couldn't help swallowing.

I only make a few hundred dollars a month, which is much higher than other local employees because I am the commander of the local corps.

It would take me two years to earn this ten thousand dollars.

"This……"

He was still thinking about how to refuse, but Song Heping stuffed it directly into his pocket.

"Your intelligence is very accurate. We sent people to check tonight, and they are indeed meeting at the border."

Samir covered his bulging pockets and was stunned for a long time.

After a long while, he said, "Is the matter settled?"

"It's settled." Song Heping said: "The hunter shot the contact person of Coldey, and chaos broke out on the spot. They started fighting. This matter has become a big deal. The cooperation between Cook Oilfield and Coldey is probably over."

Samir said, "Boss, the Kurds are very vengeful. Now that their people have been killed, they will definitely take revenge on the Cook Oil Field."

He said it with great certainty.

Song Heping also believed it.

Of course it will.

The Kurds are still very united, otherwise they would have never had their own country in history and would have been destroyed by others long ago.

"Oh right." Song Heping remembered something. "I won't ask about your source of information, nor will I ask who your spy is in Cook Oil Field. That's your secret, and there's no need to tell me. But I remind you to tell them to be careful recently and not get killed in a fight. If they really have nowhere to go in the future, they can come to our mercenary group. Although our company is small, it's no problem to give them a job."

"thank you boss!"

When Samir heard this, he was even more moved.

He originally thought that Song Heping was a good person and did not have the airs of white people. Seeing that Song Heping was now the boss of "Musician" Defense, and was still the same as before, without any boss airs, he provided him with intelligence, gave him $10,000, and also told his brothers in Cook Oilfield to be careful.

This kind of person is loyal and righteous, and can be followed.

In fact, Song Heping's attempt to win over Samir was not just based on this one incident.

Irigo is Irigo after all.

Samir is a local after all.

No matter how you look at it, you are an outsider.

In any case, I am not as familiar with the local situation as Samir.

Especially people like Samir are definitely elites in the local area.

First of all, no matter which faction he belongs to or which faction he leans towards, as long as you win him over, you can provide yourself with a lot of information and intelligence.

Currently in Irigo, intelligence is very important.

Song Heping is an expert in special operations and certainly knows the importance of intelligence.

"Samir, what do you think of the strength of the Madih army that attacked us before? How strong are they in the north of Irig?"

Song Heping took the opportunity to hear what Samir, as a local, thought of the Madih Army.

After all, that Nasin might very well come back with men to attack the oil fields.

In this case, we must know ourselves and our enemies.

"Those are traitors too!"

Song Heping was quite surprised by Samir's words.

After all, the Madih Army is a local force in Iligo and is also against Shadamu. In Song Heping's view, Samir must also be against Shadamu. After all, he was educated in the West and naturally has a natural aversion to Shadamu's governance model.

The enemy of the enemy is the friend.

Logically, Samir should have been more in favor of the Madih Army. Unexpectedly, he actually opposed it.

"The Madih Army is also against Shadamu. Aren't you against him too?"

Song Heping asked doubtfully.

Samir said with disdain, "Humph, I'm not the same as them! Boss, the Madih Army is a border armed force that has been supported since the war between us and Persia. Although they are against Shadamu, they are also puppets!"

He became increasingly agitated as he spoke: "None of these foreign powers have ever cared about the lives of us Irigos. They're only after our oil fields and our petroleum! This oil belongs to us, not them!"

As Samir spoke, his eyes turned red. He looked into the distance at a huge oil well and storage tank under the moonlight, his expression extremely sad and angry.

Song Heping saw pain and helplessness in his expression.

He was now certain of one thing—Samir was a nationalist.

It must be a purely local force.

People like Samir don't identify with the Kurds, the Persians, or even the Americans.

They believe in only one concept: this is their own country and should be managed by their own people, and no one has the right to interfere.

After understanding Samir's position, Song Heping breathed a sigh of relief.

At least there is no need to worry that he is on the pro-Persian side.

If it's a local force, then Samir would be very useful...

even……

He suddenly had a bold idea.

The idea is a little crazy.

However, I cannot implement it yet.

Maybe it will be useful in the future.

"Samir, I respect your position very much. I think your position is correct, so if you need my help in the future, just tell me. As your friend, I will do my best to help you."

Song Heping meant what he said.

I really respect such independent people.

Just like people and countries, if they do not become stronger themselves and want to rely on external forces to change their circumstances, it will only be a mirage.

You can be hypocritical, but you must never sell out your country for personal gain.

"Thank you, boss. Don't worry, I'll have my friends keep an eye on Rice and the others. I'll report any movement to you immediately!"

"Okay, thank you then."

Song Heping now has an idea in mind.

For the time being, Samir is absolutely loyal to him.

Back in the warehouse, the cook came to greet me.

"How did the conversation go?"

Song Heping immediately replied: "No problem, at least Samir will definitely not betray us in this matter."

"That's good!" The cook was also very happy to hear this: "Now it depends on what will happen to Rice and the others next. What do you think..."

A trace of worry suddenly flashed across the cook's face.

"Will Les find out about us?"

Song Heping said, "Logically speaking, they won't. The Cords have enemies everywhere here. Do you think they're welcome? Even if Les suspects us, he needs evidence, right?"

The cook nodded thoughtfully. "Well, I just asked the hunter if he took the shell casing with him after shooting. He used an M24 sniper rifle. If other northern armed groups were sniping the Kurds, they wouldn't use this American sniper rifle. Leaving the shell casing behind would be a big problem..."

Bullet shell?

Song Heping suddenly remembered something.

Bullet shell...

He suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

"Fuck, I almost forgot something very important!"

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　Third update!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)