To be honest, Jiang Chen didn't care about Kane at all. He only wanted to buy a few capable veterans, train a loyal mercenary force, and complete his "island capture plan." But at the crucial moment, he was tricked by the idiot Robert's intelligence. Markanov's hidden identity made the situation more complicated.
Because of the imaginative KGB agents, as well as the opposing Willie Society agents, he was passively dragged into this undercurrent.
But fortunately, all the problems were solved.
Regardless of what conspiracy the Willie Society had, let the KGB worry about it.
He walked side by side with Markanov at the base of the 92nd Mechanized Infantry Brigade as they chatted.
Nick followed behind them. Because Markanov's English was good, there was no need for him to act as a translator, so he walked in silence as usual. As to Ayesha, Jiang Chen arranged her to be further away just in case.
Although it wasn't the most dangerous area, it was still the frontline, so the conditions were naturally harsh. The soldiers usually slept next to the trenches and used the wooden boxes to store ammunition as tables. They sat around eating cold canned food and eating black bread.
Seeing how the soldiers ate and drank less than the survivors in the Fishbone base, Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel like he was too kind.
"The 92nd Mechanized Infantry Brigade has a lot of good people. Tell me who you think is good, and I'll talk to him. Of course, as long as he's not stupid, he wouldn't reject. "Markanov laughed.
Seeing the general rarely go to the frontline to "inspect", the listless soldiers became more energetic as they saluted when they saw him walk over.
Looking at the soldiers, Jiang Chen was skeptical if they could actually defend against the civil force. But although he thought so, his face didn't show any expression.
"Oh? If I took away the ace in your army, wouldn't you feel bad? "Jiang Chen half-joked.
The man with a hooked nose had a sharp gaze. There was a shallow scar on the side of his face, and his body looked very capable. Just by looking at him, Jiang Chen couldn't associate him with the "corrupt officials" who stole the country's assets.
He heard that he was the confidant of the new president.
"What's there to worry about?" Markanov spread his hands and smiled. "So what if you give me a hundred guys who can fight? Can they beat those 'volunteers' from Russia? The outcome of the war isn't something we can control. Let's not talk about those trivial matters and talk about something practical. I owe my own salary for a few months. If I don't sell equipment, how am I going to pay my subordinates? "
There was something he didn't say. That one million US dollars in gold was enough for him to spend the rest of his life in any country. So what if he was Poroshenko's confidant? He had too many confidants, so he didn't care about their lives. With money, he didn't care what this damned place would become.
Jiang Chen smiled and didn't respond.
Before he came, he had already reached an agreement with the Willie Society.
He would leave Kane in three days, and the purpose of coming here was just to pick a few mercenaries as bodyguards. The deal was personal. Although he "did" have an undisclosed organization behind him, he had no intention of getting involved in Kane's mess.
The captured sniper would be returned after he safely left the country. If something happened to him in the next three days, then the sniper's location would be automatically sent to Russia, and the hostage would be taken over by Russia.
Wassily didn't know he was used with the truth-telling serum, so Willie Society wouldn't know that part of their information was leaked to Russia, so the sniper still had value to them.
Therefore, to prevent anything from happening to Jiang Chen in the next three days, Willie Society even sent out a few agents to protect him in secret to prevent the KGB from scheming against him.
But it was obvious that they were overthinking as Jiang Chen already reached an agreement with the KGB. Even if there were agents watching him from afar before he left the country, they wouldn't do anything to him.
"Other than soldiers, do you need a tank? I'll only charge you one million US dollars for a T-64. "
"Tank? Where would I put it if I bought it? "Jiang Chen jokingly cursed.
[Are you kidding me? Do you think I don't know that it's the legacy of the former Soviet Union?] More than 400 T-64s were lying in the tank graveyard in Kharkov. Who knew how many layers of dust had fallen. It would be a miracle to find one that could be driven. They were all trash that no one would want even if they were sold to the steel factory.
They followed the trenches to an empty space. Markanov gestured to a deputy commander in a low voice before he pulled out two chairs and sat down with Jiang Chen.
What happened next was simple.
The soldiers of the 92nd Mechanized Infantry Brigade came in batches for "interviews." Nick, the veteran, was the one in charge. Jiang Chen only sat on the side and did a simple audit. To prevent agents from other organizations from sneaking in, he would use the truth-telling serum to interrogate them.
After spending about two hours, he finally finished dealing with these troublesome matters.
Kane didn't have special forces, but there were a lot of veterans with abilities comparable to special forces mixed in. Most of them were Cossacks. They were natural-born warriors with outstanding individual combat ability.
The equipment was unloaded. He took the veterans who were removed from the army to an abandoned warehouse two kilometers away from the camp. Jiang Chen signaled Nick to prepare to translate.
"I know you must be confused. For example, you were forced into the army, but now you're mysteriously removed from the army." Jiang Chen looked at the confused veterans as he stood on an old container and said loudly.
"You've sacrificed enough blood for your country. Regardless of whether it is worthy of your loyalty or not, you've done an outstanding job. Now, let's talk about something more realistic. "
"A ten-year contract with an annual salary of one hundred thousand US dollars. Work for me, not for Poroshenko who can't even pay you. "Jiang Chen scanned the pairs of eyes with different thoughts as he said with determination.
Like a stone thrown into a calm lake, the soldiers looked at each other and began to discuss.
Jiang Chen patiently waited for them to come up with a conclusion. Anyone would feel uneasy and lost when it came to deciding one's future.
"How do we know you're telling the truth? The people in Kiev tricked us into going back to the frontline. Last month we received a pitiful 1500, and this month we didn't even pay one. "
"Then what's your plan?" Jiang Chen said in a gentle tone.
"Leave here, go to Poland. I'm already removed from the army, thank God," the veteran said without hesitation.
"After looking at these things, do you still have the same plan?" Jiang Chen shrugged and signaled Nick to take out the briefcase.
The briefcase opened.
Everyone held their breath at the sight of the bundles of US dollars.
"The work is personal. You work for me, and I'll pay you. Poland? Go to another country to be a refugee without dignity, or use your only strength here. After ten years, take your savings and go to any country? The opportunity is in front of you, and the door is just behind you. Whether you want to stay or leave, it's up to you. "Then, Jiang Chen looked at them calmly and didn't say anything else.
Ten years! One million US dollars?!
They haven't even seen ten thousand Franklins stacked on top of each other, let alone one million.
The group of veterans exploded again, but this time, no one wanted to leave. They were just doubtful of Jiang Chen's generous offer.
"Can I ask a question?" Finally, a middle-aged man with wrinkles on his face stood up and raised his hand.
"Of course." Jiang Chen examined the man and said in a relaxed tone.
"My name is Ivan." Ivan first politely reported his name, then said with a calm voice, "Before we agree to your terms, can we know where we'll be serving?"
"Africa, help me train mercenaries," Jiang Chen said straightforwardly.
When they heard they wouldn't be sent to a hotspot as cannon fodder, these people's expressions relaxed a lot. No matter how much money they had, they had to be alive to spend it.
"That's another question. How are you going to pay us? A lot of us have family here- "
Hearing this, Jiang Chen interrupted him, waved his hand, and said domineeringly, "Cash, transfer, it's up to you. Payment will be made every half a year. I only have one request. You have to be worthy of your salary. You must complete the target I set. "
After a pause, Jiang Chen glanced at these people and said, "I know many of you have families. You can choose to move them to the family area in the barracks, or you can choose to leave them here, or whatever you like. I'll pay you ten thousand US dollars in advance. Three days later, I want you to appear at the gate of Borispol International Airport. If someone runs away with the ten thousand US dollars — "
Jiang Chen paused, then continued in a relaxed tone, "Then wouldn't I lose face? The remaining nine hundred thousand US dollars will be the bounty for deserters. "
When Nick finished dictating Jiang Chen's last sentence, everyone held their breath.
Not because of the threat, but because the Asian boss was willing to give them ten thousand US dollars to settle down?
His conscience was exploding!
With such a sincere offer, who would be a deserter? If there was, then they must have been kicked in the head by a donkey.
Seeing that no one had any objections, Jiang Chen signaled Nick to take out the contract and gave each person two copies. Those who signed could receive ten thousand US dollars in cash as the settlement fee.
Three days was enough for them to take care of their family matters.
After that, Jiang Chen immediately announced the dismissal of the team.
"You sure are generous." Nick smiled as he returned the briefcase with nine hundred thousand US dollars to Jiang Chen.
"Hehe, are you interested in working for me? I'll give you one million a year. "Jiang Chen laughed.
Nick shook his head.
His reaction was within Jiang Chen's expectations. What he said was just a joke.
"Robert's brain isn't normal, but he has a good eye for people." Jiang Chen handed him a cigarette as he jokingly cursed.
Nick took the cigarette from Jiang Chen's hand and lit it up with a lighter.
"You don't smoke?" Nick raised his eyebrows as he blew out a smoke ring.
"Occasionally, but rarely." Jiang Chen shook his head, pressed his ear, and sent a message to Ayesha, "The mission is over, come back."
"Yes."
Ever since he was injected with the genetic vaccine, the smoking addiction no longer existed for him. The enhanced metabolism also allowed the accumulated toxins in his body to be excreted through the excretion system. Strictly speaking, even if he smoked non-stop, it wouldn't affect his health.
He could smoke without restraint, but he didn't have a reason to smoke anymore, so he naturally stopped smoking.
It was to relieve the helplessness of life and to relieve the suppressed emotions. But now, he seemed to be living a happy life?
Just a bit busy.
"What's next? What are you planning to do in the next three days? "Nick asked nonchalantly.
Jiang Chen laughed as he grabbed a bundle of US dollars from the briefcase and stuffed it into Nick's hands.
"This is your bonus. It's rare for you to travel overseas, so how can you not enjoy yourself? "
Nick didn't hesitate to put away the US dollars. He grinned as he looked at the petite figure walking in from the factory door.
A black cape, a sniper rifle that looked comical compared to her figure.
"Accompanying your little beauty?" Nick mocked.
"Yes." Jiang Chen looked at Ayesha from afar as a rare softness appeared on his face. "I need to make it up to her."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
