Yan Qi Guan

If you're not sitting at the table, then you are definitely lying on the menu.
If you have nothing, then your life is your only capital.
Song Heping, compelled by life to make a fortune in a warzone, accidentally got swept into the war and, in a confused state, was promoted by a bunch of Da Maozi to be the boss of a Defense Company.
In this day and age, who still becomes a mercenary!
I want to sell arms, I want to sell coffee cups worth a few bucks for over a thousand US Dollars.
I want to sell a 9-dollar socket for the price of 299 US Dollars.
I want to sell goats, the kind that costs millions of US Dollars each...
Don't ask, and don't come auditing, whether you're from the Audit Office or the CIA, I'll send you all off...
My name is Song Heping.
I came, I conquered, I reign as the king.
Don't call me the "Lord of War," I love peace, I am here to deliver "peace".

Mercenaries, I Will Be King

Lieutenant Colonel Freddie sat in the command tent, speaking softly to the staff officer beside him, "This is professionalism. The US Army's Special Forces truly are professional."


By now, the temporary frontline headquarters had been set up in the style of a US Army field command post, with several military laptops arranged on the desk, and the command platforms of various military branches connected to the ODA group's command and control system.


Since there had been multiple joint training sessions before, the data interfaces were compatible, so there were absolutely no compatibility issues.


This linkage even allowed positions of each group to be pinpointed directly in the system through one of the computers, enabling the command nucleus to clearly see the location of each search team and to reflect on the computer immediately when a team encountered a firefight.


Chapter 344 The Hunt Begins