I want to be a warlord

Chapter 13 Not good, it's a feeling of heartbeat!
Facing the question of the golden retriever, Wang Zhen was speechless for a while.

Now his mind is a little confused, after all, no one will be sober after experiencing life crisis, murder, exposure and other problems in a short period of time.

Wang Zhen didn't dislike the beer that had been put on the tea table by the donkey. He drank it with a grunt, and drank the remaining half of the can in one go.

Using force with his hands, he crushed the can and threw it on the ground again. Mayor Wang let out a long breath.

Leaning back on the sofa, his eyes were a little empty, he needed to sort out his thoughts.

At the moment, other people don't speak, including the donkey who talks the most. Of course, you have to think about the big things in life.

After more than ten minutes, Wang Zhen finally regained his strength. The matter has come to this point, Lan Natai can't stay anymore, so he can only look forward.

Taking a deep breath, sitting up straight again, Wang Zhen looked at the golden retriever and asked, "I don't know anything about mercenaries, or PMCs, can you tell me?"

"Haha." The golden retriever laughed immediately, "I feel more at ease if you can ask me that."

As he spoke, he cast a glance at the donkey, "Back when I joined the gang with donkeys, this guy agreed without even asking."

The donkey rolled his eyes and raised two middle fingers.

"Excuse me, let me order something first." Wang Zhen stretched out his hand, "Use your phone."

Although he is not familiar with this area, he still knows Qingmai's good peers.

After ordering, the Golden Retriever sat down and began to talk, "Mercenaries, it's very simple, take the task, and then fight, of course, it may also be protection. The task issuer may be an organization, a company, or an individual , and possibly a drug culprit."

"I don't care what the source of the task is, I only care about the difficulty of the task and the amount of the reward, fighting for money, there is no concept of good and evil, and I don't care about any laws. It is not too much to say that it is a wild dog of war."

"PMC, the full name is Private Military Company / Contractor, a private military company or contractor, legally registered in some countries to obtain legal operating rights, and pay taxes, so it is not possible to take on any job. The task may come from the Pentagon, or it may From the Department of Homeland Security, it may also be a large company or individual, who need to sign a legally recognized contract, and the work content must also abide by the laws of the location."

"Whose laws should American PMC companies abide by in Africa or the Middle East?" Wang Zhen asked suddenly.

The corner of Golden Retriever's mouth hangs, "Of course it's the law of the United States, or NATO's."

"As for us, we are employees of PMC. We are legally registered, have legal gun certificates and identity certificates, do legal jobs, have fixed wages, have legally recognized benefits, insurance, and legally enjoy vacations, understand? .”

"Government employees among the mercenaries." Wang Zhen thought of a metaphor, and the golden retriever nodded.

"Then this mission..." Wang Zhen asked again.

Cough cough, Golden Retriever coughed lightly, "I just said that we also have vacations, and the salary of PMC is not as high as expected, so we will also use the vacation time to do some private work and earn some extra money."

"Then this is... without a contract."

"No, we don't know who the employer is for the job introduced by the middleman, and it doesn't matter, as long as the money is given happily." Golden Retriever shrugged.

"Then may I ask, how much is the total reward for this private work?"

"15."

"Dollar?"

"Otherwise, can it still be Thai baht?" The donkey rolled his eyes.

Wang Zhen opened his mouth with a troubled expression, "That's not much."

In his imagination, how could this kind of murder cost millions? Isn't it written in movies and novels?
"That's a lot, buddy." Bayonet said seriously.

"Do you know how much $15 is!" the donkey sneered.

"15, that's a lot, and we have to give 2% to the middleman. In fact, we only got 12." The golden retriever said with a smile: "It's only 3 days of back and forth plus work, and it's 4 per day. Easy, it's hard for me to imagine how to get a higher income."

Wang Zhen tilted his head and thought for a while, okay, 12, divided among 5 people, even if only 2 US dollars is divided, it is still 14 soft girl coins, worth it... 3 years salary!
Grass!
It's only 3 days, and 1 day is worth working hard for 1 year!
That's a lot!

He didn't forget that just a few people divided up the loot in front of him, and he was the one who settled the bill. After such a calculation, it was his salary for several years...

No, the number is too big, my brain can't keep up, and I feel dizzy...

Unconsciously raised his hand to cover his chest, no good, it's the feeling of heartbeat!

I earn 4000 a month, and I think it's crazy to think that [-] dollars a day is less than others!
"Done!" Wang Zhen nodded heavily.

When I have money, I will no longer have unfinished houses!

...It's impossible. If the house payment is paid in one go, I don't believe the country will ignore it.

At worst, wait a few more years. On this point, Wang Zhen still believes in the country.

Well, I can also give more living expenses to my sister, [-] a month, what is a local tyrant!
"Wait, don't worry." The Golden Retriever looked at Wang Zhen solemnly and said, "I want to explain something to you. Although PMC work is not as dangerous as mercenaries most of the time, once it is in danger, it is life and death. Crisis, there are not many people who live to retire in this industry, not to mention that if you have no military experience or battlefield experience, the same environment will be much more dangerous to you."

"You could die on the battlefield at any time, do you understand?"

"I don't want you to hate me that day."

"I understand." Wang Zhen nodded, "Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in the sky."

The last sentence is in Chinese, he doesn't know how to translate it into English...

"Very well, that's about it. The rest has to wait until the United States. We are a formal PMC company. If you want to join, you still need to pass the assessment." Golden Retriever smiled.

"Ah, ok, I understand." Wang Zhen was taken aback, he had never expected to have an exam, he thought it was just about the golden retriever.

He didn't say anything about Jin Mao. Given his status, if he definitely wanted Wang Zhen to join, then it wouldn't be a big problem.

That said, it was just to give Wang Zhen a sense of urgency, he didn't want to be ashamed during the assessment.

"Okay, brothers, Wang is already a member of our team, it seems that we need to redistribute the spoils." The golden retriever clapped his hands.

"I have a share too?" Wang Zhen looked surprised, "It's not good, forget it, forget it."

It's not good for a newcomer to take money from the old man after all the distribution is over and the money has already been obtained.

"No, no, rules are rules." Golden Retriever shook his head and said, "You are a member of the team, and you participated in this operation and contributed a lot, so you should get a part of the reward you deserve."

Wang Zhen: Remuneration?
Does this mean more than just dividends?
hiss……

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PS: Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a reward, and ask for a follow-up reading. The new book issue needs a lot of exposure, and the current rule of the starting point is to look at follow-up, monthly pass and reward, so please be brave!
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