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

Just as Rod sat in the armored vehicle imagining himself reaching the border to ambush Song Heping, who was fleeing in panic from Siria, several spiderweb-like cracks suddenly appeared on the windshield in front of him.


The radio erupted into chaos instantly.


Bullets rained down on the vehicle like a torrential storm, thudding loudly against its body.


Fortunately, the SUVs used by the "Watcher" unit were high-grade armored vehicles, and bullets from standard assault rifles and light machine guns were nothing more than tickles to them.


Rod calmly issued a command: "Scatter! Scatter! Find cover and advantageous positions!"


"I see them, about a hundred meters ahead, on the hillside! Not many, likely just two attack teams!"


Rod took a glance ahead after hearing this.


Sure enough, he spotted a few flashes from muzzle fire.


The number of muzzle flashes could approximate the size of the enemy force.


Chapter 681: The Entire Army is Annihilated