I want to be a warlord

Chapter 179 The Weaved Net
What is transferred to you!
As soon as Wang Zhen heard this, he knew that he was capable of doing this. It was nothing more than strength. If he could make the other party fearful, the other party would give him money.

If it's Lao Liu, he doesn't have the 'reason' in his hands!

Then the other party's repudiation is also certain.

Then there is no hesitation, go, go.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhen got up and left,
"Hey, hello, hello, can you do it? I'll buy it at [-]%, and I won't charge such a high price when you come next time!" Darryl shouted behind Wang Zhen.

Hehe, Wang Zhen left without looking back!

"A man is not rich without windfall, and a horse is not fat without night grass!" Wang Zhen went out, got into the car, and patted Guo Jingyun on the shoulder and said.

"What, capable?" Guo Jingyun asked happily.

Making money is one thing, and Guo Jingyun couldn't see the group of Iraqis bullying his own people because they had guns in their hands.

My Great China is much stronger than your Iraq, have we bullied you!
Why!
"Capable!" Wang Zhen nodded his head and said: "Darryl still wants me to transfer this debt to him again, shameless, I have never seen such a brazen person!"

Guo Jingyun tilted his head and thought for a while, why did this sound so inappropriate.

All the way back to the station, Wang Zhen made a fool of himself first, and explained the task of beating Aisisi.

"400 a day? That's too little!" Donkey said without raising his head while holding the controller and playing with the Xbox.

"The price you can get is still high. Violent Iron Fist can get 200-300 a day at most." Augustine said with emotion.

With such a small income in total, the mercenary group certainly has no way to equip the people below with better body armor, better firearms, and better bullets.

Even the bullets have to be saved, and occasionally they have to pick up the AKs discarded by the opponent on the battlefield to save consumption in all aspects.

"When's the departure?" Shovel asked, he had to prepare logistical supplies.

"I didn't say I would accept this mission!" Wang Zhen suddenly said with a smile, "Hey, I'm going to take on a job that needs to be paid. A group of Iraqis ordered armored vehicles at Lao Liu's side but didn't pay for the follow-up payment. Transfer the debt to me at a price of [-]%!"

"Ah?!" Everyone looked at Wang Zhen in unison, asking for money?

Of course everyone knows what asking for accounts is, but isn't this the work of gangsters?
In fact, this kind of thing is very common in Iraq. None of the Chinese businessmen who do business here have ever been owed a debt.

When this batch of goods arrives, you will be paid for the previous batch of goods. Anyway, you owe a batch of goods anyway.

Who told them to be locals? If they have money and guns, why should they do business with you!

It doesn't make sense!

Of course, normally speaking, no one would dare to owe money to arms dealers and mercenaries, because these two kinds of people hold powerful 'truths' in their hands, but Lao Liu is not an arms dealer either.

"Isn't it easy to ask for this money?" The donkey dropped the handle, the shrapnel also put down the PSP, and a group of people gathered around.

"Yes, they have armored vehicles, tracked platforms, double-layer 14.5mm bulletproof steel plate armor, and KPV heavy machine guns. The range of this thing can reach 1500 meters. How can they fight!"

"It's hard to go up and shoot with a rocket launcher. There is no cover in front of this thing!"

"Skua, how are you?"

"It's hard. If there are two layers of 14.5mm steel plates, the 12.7mm armor-piercing bullets may not be able to penetrate." Heywood shook his head.

Several people discussed there, how to kill each other when they opened their mouths and shut their mouths.

The way is to highlight a simple and unpretentious!
"Hey, hey." Wang Zhen clapped his hands, and asked dumbfoundedly, "No, what are you all thinking?"

"We are going to ask for bills, not to kill people. If everyone is killed, who will pay the money!"

Everyone was taken aback, how could they pay for not killing people?

"You really are, he is a decent Iraqi citizen, you are crazy to attack and kill him in Iraq for no reason!" Wang Zhen said speechlessly.

"What's the problem?" The donkey spread his hands. "Of course I know this is Iraq. Isn't everyone doing this? Don't tell me there is no law here, man, there is no law here. Guns are the law here."

"What you said is very good, but don't say it again next time." Wang Zhen said angrily: "We just want to pay back our debts. It's a just thing. Don't make yourself like a terrorist. Please!" Wang Zhen shook his head and continued: "Of course, if we can kill all of them and put the gun on the head of the other party, then naturally the other party will give money, but most of the time we don't It has to be so extreme, doesn't it?"

"If we don't go in, we can also create a threat."

"What threat?" asked the donkey.

The corner of Wang Zhen's mouth curled up, and he chuckled, "They have a large number of people, and they use their power to overwhelm others. We have few people and no helpers. What do you think of when comparing this form?"

"Say something quickly, I really want it, and I need you to be the boss!" The donkey waved impatiently.

Wang Zhen: What the fuck you said is so reasonable, I can't refute it!
"He made his foolishness a smokescreen to hide in, and under its shadow he released his wit." Said the poet quietly: "Shakespeare!"

"Pfft, hahahaha." Everyone burst out laughing.

As expected of a poet, he can always use the most philosophical words to express the feeling of breaking people.

"You can think of them as the Iraqi government backed by the United States, and we substitute them as terror... and substitute them as rebels!" Wang Zhen quickly changed his words in the middle of speaking.

"You mean guerrilla warfare?" Guo Jingyun was the quickest to respond.

"Isn't this still the trick of the terrorists!" The donkey rolled his eyes.

"Shut up!" Wang Zhen scolded.

After suppressing the donkey, Wang Zhen finally explained the plan. A shell could fall from the sky at any time, and a 12.7mm bullet could be shot from the dark at any time. He asked, money or death!
"Do you want to do it!" Wang Zhen asked loudly.

"Done!" Everyone responded in unison, this task is not dangerous, and the key is to give more!

Of course I will take it!
It's just an account, what else can happen?
Wang Zhen asked Tie Shovel to transfer money to Lao Liu, and Lao Liu called Wang Zhen as soon as he received a reminder from the bank.

Wang Zhen said with a smile: "You can send someone to send the contract. I will draft a debt assignment contract and sign it when the time comes. Although I think this thing is useless, who cares about the law in Iraq now."

An hour later, Wang Zhen got the information from the other party. In the west of Salahuddin Province, there is a tribal armed force in the Anais area. The tribal chief, or the local noble Talabani family, the current patriarch is Aziz Ta rabani.

Similar to Saif in the last mission of Wang Zhen and the others in the Imperial Barrier, the garrison mission of the oil field in Bruz Town, they are all tribal armed forces at the local town level.

There are hundreds or thousands of such large and small armed forces in Iraq.

Wang Zhen spent $3 from Salah to buy information about Aziz Talabani and his armed forces.

Anais Town, including the surrounding areas, has a population of about 5, and is basically controlled by the Talabani family.

Aziz Talabani has more than 300 armed forces in his hands.

Of course, this is always in place. If it comes to a critical moment, such as a conflict with other nearby armed forces, if you insist on pulling people to the battlefield, you can pull out 2000 people.

You can learn how to use AK to shoot in half an hour, and you can go to the battlefield after firing the bullets.

This kind of local conflict can be regarded as two gangs on Hong Kong Island showing off their horses, except that one is the younger brother with a knife and the other is a gun.

The result was pretty much the same, not a few people died in a battle of thousands of people.

Most of the time it is smaller than gang fires and casualties.

Of course, now that Aziz Talabani has knockoff armored vehicles and bankrupt tanks, that's another matter, and his influence is likely to expand.

After reading the other party's information, Wang Zhen thought about his words, then made a phone call, and said in Arabic with a Baghdad accent: "Is this Mr. Aziz Talabani?"

"Who are you?"

On the phone, a man's voice rang.

"Korn Ferry Defense Company, wong Markus." Wang Zhen deliberately added the word "international". After all, there are people from four countries in the team. Isn't this international?
"Wait a minute." The man on the opposite side said something, turned around and walked a few steps to a middle-aged fat man in his 50s and whispered.

The corner of the fat man's mouth slowly hung up, he grinned, and reached out to take the phone, "Hi, I'm Aziz Talabani."

"Hello, Brilliant Defense, wong Markus, you can call me Wang." Wang Zhen's voice was very calm, without any emotion.

"So, Mr. Wang, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Wenliang Liu is also your debt, which has been transferred to our Brilliance Defense. Therefore, your remaining payment, totaling 160 million US dollars, please transfer it to my designated account as soon as possible. Do you have any questions, Aziz Taraba Mr Nee."

"Payment, haha." Aziz Talabani smiled contemptuously, "I don't know what is owed, and I don't want to know what deal you have with that Liu. Remember, this is Iraq, not some bullshit Huaxia. If you are not satisfied, then please get out of our country, here, we have the final say!"

"Really, there are two kinds of people who cannot owe money. One of them is money from mercenaries. As for who has the final say in this land, it seems that you still don't have a clear understanding." Wang Zhen said in a cold voice. He said calmly: "However, I am a good person, and I will help you re-establish a correct three views. In the end, bullshit Huaxia, you will pay the price for this sentence."

"I'm waiting for your call. I only hope that you are still alive and not someone else calling me!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Zhen hung up the phone directly.

On the other side, Aziz Talabani silently put down the phone, facing the clear threat of death, his face was extremely ugly.

He looked up and looked at the middle-aged white man with chestnut hair sitting on the other side, "According to your request, the other party has already taken the bait, what about what you promised me?"

"Don't worry, as long as they dare to come, they will die." The middle-aged white man smiled and raised his black tea cup to respect, "A T-55 main battle tank will appear in front of you soon. At that time, you will be the only overlord in this area."

"Haha, I hope so!" Aziz Talabani said with a laugh.

……

Ask for a monthly ticket!

(End of this chapter)