I want to be a warlord

Chapter 83 The False Captain The Real Captain

During this period of time, the Golden Retriever actually lived in an unprecedented comfort.

The main thing is that Wang Zhen is given all the things that need to use his brain. He only needs to do what he is best at, and the whole person feels relaxed.

So, when encountering this kind of thing now, the first reaction is to push it to Wang Zhen.

Darryl's office, sixth floor, Imperial Bulwark branch.

"Coffee, four cups, thank you." Golden Retriever said to Secretary Darryl, pushed the door and walked in.

Greeting one by one, the golden retriever sat directly on the outermost edge of the sofa, "Tell him something."

After finishing speaking, he took out a copy of "Mercenary" magazine hanging on the album shelf next to him and looked through it.

"Mercenary" magazine, the official website www.sofmag.com, was founded in 1975 by Green Beret, a special forces soldier who participated in the Vietnam War. It is published once a month, including the latest military news, military forums, videos, etc.

This is the most popular book among mercenaries, apart from several magazines such as Playboy and Penthouse.

Yes, for this group of scumbags, this is the only attractive book!

Of course, Playboy and Attic are better, even if you don’t know English, it won’t affect the reading experience, especially when you go out to perform tasks, hard currency.

Seeing the golden retriever's appearance, Cobham shook his head amusedly, and his eyes fell on Wang Zhen, "Wang, Bourne under the pressure of the company back then made a guarantee for you, insisting that you join the company, and returned it to P1 In terms of treatment, now it seems that Bourne's choice is extremely correct."

"Brother Bourne is very kind to me." Wang Zhen smiled reservedly. This Cobham is familiar with "Human Love". In a word, he praised two people so naturally.

"Darryl told me about it, you did a great job and the company is proud of you."

"Thank you."

"Here is the contract about yesterday's hostage rescue operation. It was just sent by Wujiao Building. What I need to tell you is that the contract can only be stamped with the company's seal, and there is no way to sign your name. Of course, if you think it is necessary , Your names will be written in the follow-up report, and the Wujiao Building will issue a paper commendation document in recognition of your outstanding contributions in combating terrorism." Cobham said with a smile.

Wang Zhen frowned and thought about it, and Cobham made a special mention, it must not be that simple, so, "What's the harm?"

Cobham smiled and looked at Byrne, "You guys are so lucky."

Bourne laughed.

"The good thing is that the name of the Scythe Squad will come into the sight of some people in the Footholding Building. The bad thing is that this matter will be made public to a certain extent because it is related to reporters. The names of the Scythe Squad and you will appear on the public documents."

Wang Zhen poked Bourne, why don't you just say a word.

"You decide." The golden retriever shrugged.

Wang Zhen was very conflicted. This is an honor issued by his country. Although there is no medal, he knows that Bourne and the others attach great importance to this, but if the mercenary is suitable to disclose the name, everyone will not only introduce nicknames or pseudonyms up.

Of course, Wang Zhen doesn't care about the honors awarded by the United States.

Frowning, Wang Zhen asked for a while, "Doesn't the company have its own medal of honor, or something like that?"

Cobham was obviously stunned, blinked his eyes, and shook his head regretfully for a long time before saying: "Sorry, the company does not have this setting, but your suggestion is very good, I will report it to the board of directors for discussion of."

Wang Zhen smiled, "Forget it, Scythe Squad doesn't choose to make it public."

Cobham nodded, and handed the document to Wang Zhen, "Take a look."

Wang Zhen took it and looked it up, and Cobham introduced: "The contract amount is not large, only 50 US dollars. Theoretically speaking, this is a British reporter and a company affiliated to France. The rescue should also be entrusted by France or the United Kingdom. Foot Building should not be paying for this mission at all and it is a waste of American taxpayer money."

"If it wasn't for the terrorists being dealt with, but for the journalists who were rescued, the 50 yuan would not be there. So, don't dislike too little. The company can only fight for so much."

Focus: American taxpayer money.

Cobham spoke very sincerely and did not mention the company's share of the matter.

"Haha, it's good to have money." Wang Zhen closed the contract document with a smile.

The golden retriever also put down the magazine and raised his head, smiling all over his face. After all, this is only part of the income, and Feisal is the big one!

Thinking of this golden retriever is very deliberate. It was so difficult to earn some mission commissions in the past, but look at it now.

The income of this order that came out of nowhere is definitely not less than 100 million US dollars, which is their income for the entire previous year!
Falk, you still have to use your brain!

"That's it. You guys have a good rest for a few days, and the company will deal with the follow-up matters." Cobham smiled and stood up.

Shake hands and leave.

After the two went out, Darryl said: "According to the regulations, it should be divided [-]-[-] with the company. The company won the money for them, otherwise they won't get a cent."

As for what John said about the contract, the high commission is nonsense, the CIA will not speak for the scythe team, he has no right and no face, he is sure that the imperial barrier will seize the opportunity. .

"It's okay. I will report this matter to the board of directors. What the company needs is the influence and great reputation brought about by this matter. This is the most precious gain." Cobham said with a smile, which was also the reason he rushed overnight The reason for coming.

Later, he will meet with two reporters and hold a press conference. He has already contacted many familiar media and prepared a sum of publicity funds, which will be followed by large-scale reports.

The Scythe Squad is afraid of being exposed as an individual, but a formal PMC company like the Imperial Barrier is not afraid, the company only does legal business.

"I'm just putting forward my opinion in this position." Darryl shrugged, "I also hope that Bourne can earn more, and it won't cost me anyway."

Cobham suddenly laughed.

"What do you think about the Medal of Honor that Wang just proposed?" Darryl asked again.

Cobham looked straight, and shook his head slowly for a while, "I will report to Mr. Maltz, but I don't support it."

Darryl didn't say anything, and changed the subject to talk about how to promote it later.

……

In the evening, Alby's Bar.

When Bourne and the others mentioned relaxation, Wang Zhen thought of this.

When the drink was served, Golden Retriever talked about what happened in Daryl's office before. When they heard that they had an income of 50, and they didn't have to share it with the company, they laughed and joked about Golden Retriever again.

"Golden Retriever, abdicate!"

"Yes, we ask for an elected captain!"

"I support Wang, he can bring us money!"

Wang Zhen rolled his eyes and followed suit, "I support the donkey, he can brag!"

"You guys know what. I'm good at it. I can see at a glance that Wang is a talent. He was forced to join the team under the pressure of the company. What is this called, leadership!" Golden Retriever raised the beer in his hand and put it first.

"No, wait!" The donkey stopped immediately, stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed Jin Mao's arm, and pointed his other hand at his face, "I, it's me, look, it's me who first proposed to let the king enter team!"

"That's what I agree with!" Jin Mao pouted.

"That's what I proposed first!"

"It seems that there is only one last solution left!" Jin Mao put down the can and said with a serious face: "Let's fight!"

"Fack, I'm hurt, wait... don't... why can't it...ah!!!"

Seeing the donkey being crushed under them, everyone laughed wildly.

……

Monthly pass, monthly pass, the double is about to pass, the monthly pass is not enough for him.

The double is only 1200, actually less than 600, and Fireworks even issued a monthly ticket red envelope...

This can't work, brothers!

(End of this chapter)