Chapter 262

"Gentlemen, talk about it all."

In a villa on the outskirts of Port Sudan, although it is night, it is full of lights. Around the villa, there are an unknown number of armed robbers walking around, forbidden to guard here.

In a conference room, a bearded OCAM sits on his head.

There are more than ten mercenary leaders and bosses from all over the world with different skin colors. However, OCAM has no problem sitting at the top, because he has this qualification.

Occam made a noise. All the people who were still talking below all closed their mouths, and the whole meeting hall became serious.

All the people present, every one of them is emitting a strong breath.

Occam was not in a hurry. He waved. A strong black man in camouflage clothes presented a cigar to orcam, who was carefully trimmed and lit.

The people who can be invited here by Okam are not ordinary people.

He is the sixth mercenary leader in the world, the boss on the surface. This time he came to Sudan, he was also the most prestigious one. The appointment of them is naturally related to the special situation in Sudan.

Damn helmet mounted mercenaries, their behavior is no different from cutting off people's money and killing their parents.

It turns out that while the armed forces are becoming more powerful, they will make a lot of money out of it. Who could have imagined that the helmet mounted mercenaries who came out somehow have completely confused this market.

At the beginning, it was still able to contact, but now, there is no way to accept the Commission.

The price is kept low by the government of Sudan, and helmet mounted mercenaries are trusted.

Mercenary, from life to death, is to take life to make money, less money who will risk? But now the market is very low, only three fifths of the previous, even if the next, not to say earn, to break even has been good.

Weapons need money, ammunition also want money, and every loss of a subordinate, at least 200000 dollars in compensation.

One third of a cigar smoked, and the people below were finally silent.

Harold, a white man with European pride, cocked his chin slightly. "Mr. Okam, what are you going to do, say it."

All the people present were full of fire.

Originally thought it was a big feast, but who would have thought of it, in the end, they didn't even make money for the boat tickets. It was a big expense for a mercenary to eat, drink and laza here.

Mercenaries also have a minimum guarantee, at least $100 a day.

Harold has 70 young men who eat with him. This day is 7000 dollars. In this kind of day without income, this amount is not small.

For example, the team is better, but some individual mercenaries are miserable. They are usually extravagant. How many mercenaries are even having a meal now, let alone ship tickets.

It can be said that the mercenary market in Sudan is in a mess by this helmet mounted mercenary.

"Mr. Okam, we'll do what you say."

"Dry the helmet mercenary."

"Grass dead this bitch, I have long been unhappy with her."

Among the mercenaries, there are many cruel men who have become monks in the middle of the road. They are very rude and scold one after another.

The whole conference room seemed to have been ignited, but these usually calm mercenary leaders had red eyes. There is no way, but they are living a little too miserable now. Some of them have gone for nothing and nothing has been found.

Look at the present situation, under such fierce situation of helmet mounted mercenaries, the anti armed forces in Sudan will soon disappear. What else can they do?

As for what country is stable and whether the Sudanese live or die, they don't care.

If every country is like China, this industry will disappear.

Okam laughed, and that was exactly what he wanted.

"Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!" Okam clapped his hands, and the sound of the scene soon stopped. Everyone looked at him and wanted to know what kind of plan he had.

Orcam, without affectation, flashed a fierce light in his eyes and said, "gentlemen, as you can see now, this damned woman doesn't give us a way to live. Why should we give her a way?"

"Kill the helmeted mercenaries and recapture this market."

The plan put forward by Okam did not cause many accidents to those present, because in the past history, it was almost the same. Anyone who threatens the interests of the people will be wiped out of their bodies once and for all. In any case, they have always been engaged in this business. Killing people is like eating food to them.

Like in Syria, they did that.

The people who disappeared can be said to have been killed by the armed forces and government forces.

In their eyes, only interests, there is no right or wrong."Mr. Okam, we agree."

One by one, the mercenary leaders all showed a fierce look. If it goes on like this, they will all drink the wind. What will other people think of them in another country, and do you want to stay in this business?

"Very well, gentlemen." Okam had known this for a long time. He said, "we all know the ferocity of helmet mounted mercenaries. Without absolute firepower and number of people, it's hard to kill them."

When it comes to interests, it naturally needs to be discussed.

Just one by one indignant mercenary leaders were silent again.

Okham, who seemed to have expected this scene for a long time, chuckled and said, "three days ago, I contacted general motley of the armed forces. The other side was willing to provide us $150 million to kill the helmet mounted mercenaries."

As soon as OCAM's voice fell, everyone in the conference room was boiling.

One hundred and fifty million dollars is definitely a crazy number for them. In their eyes, sometimes on the side of the government and sometimes on the side of the armed forces, there is no fixed number. They will help those who offer high prices.

To put it bluntly, the war between each other is money.

Don't think that the armed forces must be poor. In fact, no one knows that there are some complicated relations behind them. A large amount of money is remitted to their accounts in the world to let them spend money, so as to make some transactions unknown to others.

This time, the anti armed forces, who were badly beaten up, have also made great efforts.

One hundred and fifty million dollars, in this kind of place, is enough to arm a force of thousands.

From this point of view, it is not difficult to see that the anti armed forces are also having a hard time. They have been made mental obstacles by helmet mounted mercenaries.

"I have two hundred men, two armored vehicles and ten sniper guns." Orcam was also cruel, he said: "do one vote, all get back. In addition, the general also promised that after killing the helmet mounted mercenaries, he would issue some highly paid commissions

"Mr. Occam, I can produce a hundred people, all good guys."

"Mr. OCAM, the fire wolf can produce a hundred men."

"I have fifty men, a converted armored car."

"We've got a whole team involved, 150 people."

Driven by huge interests, there will soon be no more than 1000 people present. That's a big number, almost a third of the number of Sudanese mercenaries.

The 150 million people who have been able to use so many people are only enough to spend.

But what they are looking for is the follow-up benefits.

Without helmet mounted mercenaries, everyone has work to do, and they are afraid that they can't make money?

Okam pressed his hand gently and said, "we'll check in later. We'll pay by comparison. General motley will cooperate with us. Once the helmet mounted mercenaries are commissioned, general motley will set up a trap

It seems simple, but Okam understands that things are not so simple.

After all, it is to help the anti armed forces. They need to do some camouflage to avoid bad influence in the international community. In addition, how not to disturb the helmet mounted mercenaries is also a problem.

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The night in Sudan is actually a city that never sleeps.

The mercenaries here provide an abnormal prosperity. As a result, some women also came along and started the meat business here. It was hard for Lu Chuan to believe the chaos here.

I am used to staying in China, but here, it is definitely a kind of impact on thinking.

Lu Chuan didn't go anywhere. He stayed in the hotel all night.

In a foreign land, Luchuan's sleep quality is very general.

When she got up the next day, Xia min, the female gun god, stood respectfully in front of Lu Chuan. This time, it came quietly, with its ability, naturally no one will find anything.

If people know that Xia min, like the female god of killing and the goddess of war, is just like the servants here, I'm afraid they can't believe it. Once exposed, Lu Chuan's identity will certainly set off a storm.

"Boss."

Xia min made a military salute. It used to be a special soldier. After Lu Chuan strengthened it, he hit the top gun technique. It is totally the same as the king of war. No, it should be said that the top king of war is in the hands of Xia min, which is just so.

Ten times of reinforcement, with the high combat skills, beyond imagination.

Lu Chuan nodded his head and said, "don't come here yourself next time. Your identity is different now. It's not good to be found."

What happened here in Sudan seems to be peaceful, but Lu Chuan knows that there are many intelligence organizations in the countries who are watching here. Every move of anyone is under their control.

Xia min's rise in this period of time must have been noticed by all countries, and even said Xia min was monitored.

Xia min nodded and said, "yes, boss."Lu Chuan now camouflage completed, in appearance, no one will overlap with the previous Luchuan, he stood up and said: "go, go to the station."

With the current status of helmet mounted mercenaries in Sudan, it is not a problem to ask the government for a site.

Outside Port Sudan, many places are extremely desolate. It is not difficult to draw a piece.

Xia min is also disguised, so the party left the hotel, did not attract any attention. After getting on an SUV, Xia min drove by herself and left Port Sudan after spending more than ten minutes.

Outside Port Sudan, there are some desolate places, a small amount of arable land can be seen, but more is wasteland.

There's not a lot of traffic. It's all old cars. Some of them are still running in tattered condition. Many cars, with bullet holes in it, give people a sense of war.

The camp is actually a small village outside Port Sudan. In fact, there is no one here. I don't know whether they were killed or escaped. They were temporarily used by helmet mounted mercenaries.

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