From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 804 Prince, Engineer

  The major intelligence agencies around the world have begun to receive intelligence...

  Isis not only harvested anti-aircraft missiles, but also a large number of weapons and soldiers.

   It’s not just Isis who have hatred against P·B, but also the ‘Ndrangheta’ across Asia, Africa, Europe and America.

  When Boss Joe announced that he would stay in the village to fight Isis, what he had to face was no longer pure Isis.

  The 'Ndrangheta' has seen their revenue go from bad to worse since they encountered P·B, and the increase in the cost of drug transportation in Afika made them feel heartbroken.

  Plus, Boss Joe's revenge from morning to night, and whenever he encounters any bad things, he will pour a pot of dirty water on the 'Ndrangheta', causing their business around the world to suffer a blow, and they have to compress their sphere of influence.

   Now that they have the opportunity, they will definitely not be able to do P·B on the frontal battlefield, so they chose to use money to support ISIS.

  'Ndrangheta' is not all, there are others who are happy to see Boss Joe die unexpectedly...

  So a large number of mercenaries, lured by huge rewards, entered Syria through the Turkish border.

  The relationship between Turkey and P·B is hard to describe, and it is not convenient for them to take the initiative to retaliate, so they opened the door of convenience and allowed a large number of mercenaries to enter Syria.

  ………

  Bosses of the Arctic Fox Mercenary Corps, 'Silver Fox' and 'Iberis', walked out of a mansion on the outskirts of Moscow.

  After the two got into the car, "Silver Fox" looked at "Iberis" sitting in the cab, pondered for a moment, and said, "50 million, Syria, is it worth going?"

  The handsome "Iberis" as a seal rebel, he has experienced countless battles, and even buried a seal squadron in Afghanistan with his own hands.

  Faced with the question from ‘Silver Fox’, ‘Iberis’ thought for a long time and said, “If we stand as mercenaries, then of course we should go.

   But we've all dealt with that jackal, he's not easy to deal with...

  We've lost 6 guys, 'Silver Fox', are you ready to lose more guys? "

  'Silver Fox' froze for a moment, nodded slightly and said: "It's not worth it, at least it's not worth it for 50 million!

   But if we don’t agree, then the compensation Sharif promised us about Iraq will be equivalent to non-existence…”

  'Iberis' listened, nodded with a smile and said: "You are all old, it's time to retire.

   The business of mercenaries is also being updated, and old-school practices like yours are beginning to fall behind.

   Of course we want 50 million, but Sharif didn't ask us to go in person.

  There is a feast of mercenaries in Syria now, and we can definitely hire a group of good hands with this money.

   This is the normal way of operating a mercenary company! "

   Talking about 'Iberis' and looking at the obviously old 'Silver Fox', he said with a smile: "We should have revised the company's operating model a long time ago, it is not enough to always rely on a few people to work hard.

  'Arctic Fox' is the best mercenary in the world, as long as you are willing to open the door, we can recruit thousands of good mercenaries. "

  'Silver Fox' looked at the cold smile on 'Iberis' face, he shook his head slightly and said, "You want to take over 'Arctic Fox'?

   No, it's too early for you..."

  The 'Iberis' who was driving heard this, took out a pistol from near the seat with his left hand and put it on his waist, and fired continuously at 'Silver Fox'...

   "Bang bang bang..."

'Silver Fox', who was shot several times in the waist and abdomen, pulled the door handle hard and tried to jump out of the car to escape. After finding that the car door was locked, he leaned softly on the car door and looked at 'Iberis'. In a faint voice, he said: "I knew that I shouldn't trust a person who betrays my comrades in arms!"

  'Iberis' heard this, with a painful look on his face, and then muttered to himself: "No one is born a traitor, maybe he was born in the wrong place...

  'Silver Fox', thank you for taking me in, but I need strength and money...

  You are dead, I have both! "

  'Silver Fox' clutched his rotten waist, nodded bitterly and said: "You are in a hurry, so you need the name 'Arctic Fox'.

  Promise me, don't let my old buddies die..."

'Iberis' didn't seem to dare to meet the eyes of 'Silver Fox', he nodded slightly while looking at the road ahead and said: "Don't worry, we have 50 million in hand now, and I will prepare a copy for every guy." Pensions, let everyone retire...

  'Silver Fox', I don't expect you to forgive me, see you in hell! "

   When 'Iberis' spoke, 'Silver Fox' had died...

The handsome man put the gun into the glove box, then stretched out his right hand to straighten the body of 'Silver Fox', and then pressed down the window of the co-pilot, letting the Moscow summer breeze blow into the car, as if he wanted to dilute the blood gas…

  'Iberis' stretched out his hand out of the window, felt the warmth of the breeze, looked at the scenery in the distance and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, guys, I'm the prince of Isis, and I want to take people to Syria to join the war!"

   Saying 'Iberis' took out the phone...

   "I'm Iberis, the current head of 'Arctic Fox', and I want to urgently recruit 200 international mercenaries.

  I will provide a 40 million deposit..."

   "Hi Mr. 'Iberis', 'Arctic Fox' is our platinum customer, I will transfer you to the manager of the key customer service department, and he will contact you within 48 hours.

  Before that, if you have any other needs, I can help.

  For example, you can provide me with the requirements for mercenaries, and we will screen them for you. "

  'Iberis' listened, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Those who are not afraid of death, those who love money, those who have no morals...

  Aren’t these the signs of your international intermediary company? "

   "Sir, I think you have misunderstood us. The contracted mercenaries of international intermediary companies will pay deposits, and we provide complaint and accountability services. Anyone who hires soldiers with us can avoid all worries.

  sir, our mercenaries may be morally flawed, but they can definitely meet your needs functionally. "

  'Iberis' didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with a 'customer service boy', he hung up the phone and muttered to himself: "There is no morality at all in this world, what people need is rules...

  Rules can save this damned disorderly world..."

  …………

  ‘Iberis’ Less than 15 minutes after they left the oligarch Sharif’s house, three men in overalls opened the door and walked into Sharif’s country mansion…

  The three of them put on gas masks at the gate of the mansion, and when they pushed the door and entered, there was no one standing in the mansion...

  The high-tech mansion was filled with the smell of anesthetic gas. The owner of the mansion, Sharif, and his bodyguards fell to the ground in disorder.

  Three engineers quickly tied a rope to the top of the arch leading to the backyard, and then put Sharif's neck into the rope...

  With the help of the rope, Sharif was stood up, and after a chair was padded under his feet, an engineer took out a smelling agent and put it under Sharif's nose and shook it...

  Sharif sneezed and woke up slowly. He looked at the three masked guys in front of him and shouted in horror: "Who are you?"

  The engineer said electronically through the voice change period: "You should be able to think of..."

  Sharif grabbed the rope around his neck with both hands, stepped on the chair on his toes and cried out in pain: "Are you from the Ministry of Internal Affairs?

  No, you can’t kill me, my business is legal…”

  The engineer said with a smile: "But it is illegal to transfer a large amount of assets overseas without permission.

  You took money you shouldn't have..."

  Sharif obviously misunderstood the identity of the engineer, and he shouted in horror: "I am following the instructions, you can't kill me."

  The engineer shook his head slightly and said: "In the past five years, you have transferred more than 300 million euros into several confidential funds in batches, and those funds have been providing support to anti-government figures.

  You can now write a guilty plea and you can keep your Georgian wife and kids and still enjoy the life you have now.

otherwise…"

  Sharif knew that he was definitely not saved. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "I'll write..."

"Need not…"

  The engineer took out a 'suicide note' with a slightly scribbled handwriting, and said with a smile: "Please sign it, and then we will try to make you suffer as little as possible."

   After speaking, the engineer took a tablet and put it under the suicide note, handed it to Sharif, and said, "Please sign in the lower right corner!"

  Sharif picked up a pen and signed the "suicide note" with difficulty, then looked at the engineer with fierce eyes and said, "If you harass my wife and children, I will never let you go."

After hearing this, the engineer took away the 'suicide note' and glanced at the tablet, then took off the gas mask on his face, looked at Sharif and said with a smile: "Sir, please rest assured, P·B's revenge generally does not involve family."

   Talking, the engineer shook the tablet and said with a smile: "Thank you for signing!

  The arms you send to Libya to be delivered to al-Qaeda will be ported in Tubruq, Libya.

  Oh, you just signed a donation agreement by the way, expressing your willingness to return the shares of the oil company to the Russian government free of charge.

  sir, I thank you on behalf of our boss and the Russian government! "

  Sharif heard this, looked at the engineer in horror and said, "P·B? Why you?"

  The engineer laughed and pulled the chair from Sharif’s feet. Seeing his feet dangling in the air and starting to struggle desperately, he said with a smile: “All those who treat P·B as a small role have paid the price in the end.”

   As the engineer looked at Sharif who started sticking out his tongue, he shook his tablet with a smile and said, "Those shares don't belong to you, and returning without permission will put your wife and children in danger.

  sir, you still have some time, are you willing to do something for your wife and children?

  Like entrusting a reputable military service company to transfer and keep your wife and children safe…

   I know you have a bearer account with a Swiss bank, and that's where you paid 'Arctic Fox'...

   I don’t know if the ‘Arctic Fox’ will be very angry when he only received half of the deposit?

  I hope she will not take out a loan to fight in Syria, otherwise the consequences will be serious! "

  (end of this chapter)