super zombie factory

Chapter 264
"Gentlemen, let's talk."

In a villa on the outskirts of Port Sudan, although it was night, the place was brightly lit.Around the villa, there are an unknown number of robbers walking around, guarding here.

In a conference room, a bearded Occam sits at the head.

There are more than a dozen mercenary leaders and bosses of different skin colors from all over the world below, but Occam sits on the top, but there is no problem at all, because he has this qualification.

Occam made a sound, and the people below who were still talking before all closed their mouths, and the whole venue became serious.

Everyone present exuded a sturdy aura.

Occam was not in a hurry, he beckoned, and a muscular black man in camouflage uniform delivered a cigar to Occam, and Occam pruned it carefully before lighting it up and smoking .

Those who can be invited here by Occam are not ordinary people.

To be able to overwhelm them, Occam has capital. He is the sixth mercenary leader in the world, that is, the boss on the face of it.This time he came to Sudan, and he was also the most prestigious one.Inviting them to come here naturally has something to do with the special situation in Sudan now.

Damn helmet mercenaries, what they are doing now is no different from cutting people's money and killing their parents.

It turned out that taking advantage of the growing strength of the anti-military force, they would make a fortune from it. Who would have thought that this helmeted mercenary who appeared out of nowhere would completely confuse this market.

At the beginning, I was able to make contacts, but now, I can't accept commissions at all.

The price is kept low by the Sudanese government, and they trust helmeted mercenaries.

Mercenaries are born to risk their lives to make money, who would take risks if they have less money?But the current market is very low, only three-fifths of what it used to be. Even in the future, not to mention making money, it is not bad to be able to protect capital.

Weapons cost money, and ammunition also costs money, and every loss of a subordinate is at least 20 US dollars in compensation.

After smoking a third of a cigar, the people below were finally no longer silent.

Harold is a white man, he has the pride of a European, his chin slightly raised: "Mr. Occam, what are your plans, tell me."

Everyone present was full of anger.

At first, they thought it was a gluttonous feast, but who would have thought that in the end, they didn't even earn the money for the boat ticket. The food, drink, and scatter here for a mercenary army was a lot of money.

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

Harold has 70 young men who eat with him, and this day is 7000 US dollars, which is not a small sum for such a day without income.

Teams are better, but some individual mercenaries are miserable. They are usually extravagant, and how many mercenaries are now even a problem for food, let alone a boat ticket.

It can be said that the entire Sudanese mercenary market has been messed up by this helmeted mercenary.

"Mr. Occam, we will do what you say."

"Kill the helmeted mercenaries."

"Damn this bitch, I've disliked her for a long time."

Among the mercenaries, many were ruthless people who became monks halfway through their lives. They were extremely rude, and they all started yelling and cursing.

The entire meeting room seemed to be set on fire, but the eyes of these usually calm mercenary leaders were all red.There's no way, it's just that their life is a little bit miserable now, some of them ran for nothing and got nothing.

Looking at the current situation, with the helmeted mercenaries so ferocious, the rebel forces on the Sudan quickly disappeared. What else is going on with them?
As for the stability of the country and the life and death of the Sudanese, they don't care.

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

Occam smiled, which was exactly what he wanted.

"Crack, clap!" Occam clapped his palms, and the voices on the scene stopped quickly. Everyone looked at Occam, and they all wanted to know what kind of plans Occam had.

Occam was not pretentious either, with a fierce light in his eyes, he said: "Gentlemen, you have also seen the current situation. If this stinky bitch won't give us a way out, why should we give her a way out?"

"Destroy the helmet mercenaries and take back this market."

The plan presented by Occam did not surprise those present, because it was almost always like this in the past history.Anyone who threatens the interests of everyone should be eliminated physically, once and for all. Anyway, they have always been in this business, and killing people is like eating for them.

Like in Syria, they used to do that.

And those people who disappeared can be said to have been killed by anti-military forces and government forces.

In their eyes, there are only benefits, and there is no right or wrong.

"Mr. Occam, we agree."

All the mercenary chiefs showed fierce expressions.If this goes on, they will all be drunk.In another country, what would other people think of them, and do you still want to stay in this industry?
"Very well, gentlemen." Occam knew this would happen a long time ago. He said, "Everyone knows how tough the helmeted mercenaries are. Without absolute firepower and numbers, it is very difficult to destroy them."

When it comes to interests, it is natural to need to discuss.

The mercenary leaders who were filled with righteous indignation just now fell silent again.

Occam, who seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago, smiled lightly and said, "Three days ago, I contacted General Motley of the anti-military force, and the other party was willing to provide [-] million US dollars to kill the helmeted mercenaries. "

As soon as Occam's voice fell, the people in the conference room were all boiling.

[-] million US dollars is definitely a figure that makes them crazy.In their eyes, sometimes they are on the side of the government, and sometimes they are on the side of the rebels. There is no fixed number. They will fight for whoever pays the highest price.

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

Don't think that the anti-armed forces must be poor. In fact, no one knows that there are some very complicated relationships behind them. A lot of money from the world is remitted to their accounts, and they are squandered, so as to achieve something that others don't know. transaction.

The anti-armed forces who had been beaten badly also worked hard this time.

[-] million US dollars, in this kind of place, is enough to arm an army of thousands of people.

From this point of view, it is not difficult to see that the counter-armed forces are having a hard time, and the helmeted mercenaries have created psychological obstacles.

"I will offer 200 people, and at the same time provide two armored vehicles and ten sniper rifles." Occam was also furious, and he said: "One ticket, all will be brought back. In addition, the general also promised that when the helmeted mercenaries are eliminated Afterwards, he will release some high-paying commissions."

"Mr. Occam, I can send out 100 people, all of them are good boys."

"Mr. Occam, the fire wolf can produce 100 people."

"I will send 50 people, a modified armored vehicle."

"Our whole team is involved, 150 people."

Driven by huge interests, the presence of less than 1000 people was quickly gathered.This is a large number, accounting for almost one-third of the number of Sudanese mercenaries.

[-] million can use so many people, in fact, it is only enough to spend when divided equally.

But what they fancy is the follow-up benefits.

Without helmeted mercenaries, everyone has a job to do, so why not make money?
Occam pressed lightly with his hand, and said: "Everyone will register later, we will pay by the point. General Motley will cooperate with us. Once the helmet mercenaries receive the commission, General Motley will arrange a Here comes the trap."

It seems simple, but Occam understands that things are not that simple.

After all, they are helping the anti-military forces. They need to do some camouflage to avoid bad influence internationally.In addition, how not to alert the helmet mercenaries is also a problem.

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Sudan's night is actually a city that never sleeps.

The mercenaries mixed here provided a kind of deformed prosperity.Afterwards, some women also followed and started a flesh and blood business here, making it difficult for Lu Chuan to believe the chaos here.

I am used to staying in Huaxia, but here, it is definitely a kind of mental shock.

Lu Chuan didn't go anywhere, but spent the night in the hotel.

In a foreign land, Lu Chuan's sleep quality is average.

When she woke up the next day, Xia Min, the spearwoman, was already standing in front of Lu Chuan respectfully.This time, it came quietly. With its ability, no one would notice anything.

If people know that Xia Min, who is like a goddess of killing and a goddess of war here, is like a servant, I'm afraid they won't believe it.Once exposed, Lu Chuan's identity will definitely cause an uproar.

"boss."

Xia Min gave a military salute. It used to be a special soldier. After Lu Chuan strengthened it, it was marked with top-level marksmanship. It is completely like a top-level soldier king.No, it should be said that Xia Min's top soldier king is nothing more than that.

Ten times of strengthening, possessing high combat skills, beyond imagination.

Lu Chuan nodded and said, "Next time, don't come here by yourself. Your status is different now. It's not good to be found out."

Everything that happened here in Sudan seems to be peaceful, but Lu Chuan knows that secretly, there are many intelligence organizations of countries watching here, and everyone's every move is under their control.

Xia Min's rise during this period of time must have been noticed by various countries, and it was even said that Xia Min was being watched.

Xia Min nodded and said, "Yes, boss."

Now that Lu Chuan's disguise is complete, no one will overlap with the previous Lu Chuan on the outside. He stood up and said, "Let's go to the station."

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

Outside of Port Sudan, many places are so desolate that it is not difficult to carve out a piece.

Xia Min was also in disguise, so the group left the hotel without attracting any attention.After getting into an off-road vehicle, Xia Min drove it himself, and it took more than ten minutes to leave Port Sudan.

Outside Port Sudan, there are some desolate lands, a small amount can be seen to be cultivated, and more are wasteland.

There is not a lot of traffic, all old cars, some of which are still in tatters.There are bullet holes on many cars, giving people the atmosphere of a war.

The station is actually a small village outside Port Sudan. There is actually no one here. It is unknown whether they were killed or escaped. They are temporarily used by helmet mercenaries.

　There is something going on in the past few days, and there will be one update for the time being, and it is expected to resume two updates on the 1st.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)