Don't talk about martial arts, I'm a war contractor

Chapter 44 Recruit Hans, Vehicle Family

"Hello, Mr. Hans."

The name Hans is similar to Zhang Wei in Huaxia, and the probability of repetition is extremely high, but for the old netizen Xia Yu, it is quite kind, especially when it is associated with coffee.

"Let me introduce myself. I am the owner of a small PMC company. The main business of the company includes the establishment and elimination of rebel forces, the focus on attacking key points of light and heavy armor units, and regional peace..."

Hearing Xia Yu's introduction, the Hans were all dumbfounded.

As far as the difficulty of these businesses is concerned, the Blackwater back then was no more than that!

But with the Mi-24 behind the other party, how does he feel that this may be true?
Hans subconsciously looked at Kuhn, and the old man nodded to him.

Although the sergeant is very talkative, he is not good at making jokes at all, so when he was in the army, everyone trusted him unconditionally.

Now, Kuhn is still trustworthy.

"Because the last cooperation was very pleasant, the customer decided to cooperate with us in depth. The shortage of manpower has become an important problem restricting the development of the company. Instructor Kuhn recommended you to us with his professionalism."

"We also sincerely hope that Mr. Hans can join our team and push the company to new heights together."

Recruitment is a two-way choice. After Xia Yu finished talking, the next step depends on Hans' choice.

"Can I inquire about the salary package?"

Hans was already moved, he was not a law-abiding person.

When he was in China, he actively sought opportunities to be stationed abroad. After retiring from the army, he came to Afica again. It was the most chaotic time in the mine. Heroes are useless.

Maybe if Xia Yu didn't come, he planned to change places himself.

"Of course, the basic salary is 6000 US dollars, and the combat allowance is calculated separately!"

Xia Yu said the salary standard that had been set long ago.

Leading an art investment teacher, apart from the normal running-in, does not require many additional resources to start the job.

This kind of immediate combat power must be higher than Duomi's salary, and Duomi himself has no objection.

"It's done, I'm going to write a resignation report."

Hans didn't hesitate any longer, the basic salary increased by more than 30%, plus it was the kind of job he wanted, God would not forgive him if he missed this opportunity.

"Don't worry, let them take it easy, flying all the way here is more tiring than fighting."

Xia Yu's surname is not Zhou, so he is considerate of his subordinates and friends.

Among the three, only he is in the best condition, one old and one young are somewhat listless.

"Okay, the restaurant is about to open, I invite you to eat Red River pork loin."

To be precise, Hans was being generous to others.

He didn't kill this pig, and he never killed a pig, but he took care of the water and pork.

Because my father was killed as a war reporter when I was young, and my mother had to go out to work to support him and his sister, so I developed the habit of cooking since childhood. I didn’t buy ready-made sausages in the store, but I made my own minced meat.

At noon, Hans cooks himself and cooks a big pork dinner.

Because they only kill sub-adult sows, the smell will not be too strong if they have not been baited. With the sauerkraut brought from China, Xia Yu seems to have returned to a few months ago.

Reciprocity, let Lao Yu cook a table of pig-killing dishes in return, and compete for the title of the most professional pork cooker.

After the meal, Hans acted quickly and typed out the resignation report for the supervisor to sign.

Because the original contract has expired, Hans is not restricted by the terms that he must submit his resignation one month in advance, and he can leave at any time.

The head of security was just trying to keep the old man back as a routine. Seeing that the salary of the old man's new job was really good, he wished him a happy job and signed the contract.

"Boss, shall I sit in the back?"

After throwing the luggage into the back cabin of the helicopter, Hans asked.

"No, you're in the gunner's compartment,"

Xia Yu pointed to the place in front that made Domi fearful.

"I need you to familiarize yourself with the work of the weapons officer as soon as possible. Our company does not have a large number of people, so all of them are generalists."

"Okay, I'll go back and learn Russian."

Getting into the gunner's compartment, Hans was eager to try when he saw a large number of Russian abbreviations on the instrument panel.

This is the job he wants, full of unknowns and challenges.

"The point is to understand the S-5 and S-8 aviation rockets, which are uncontrolled."

Xia Yu followed suit.

No control means poor accuracy, and poor accuracy must be compensated with technology, otherwise the pouring firepower will cover other places, and this round of attack will be directly ineffective.

"I will."

Hans had only used machine guns, tank guns, and mortars before, and rockets were a whole new field for him.

"Then let's go!"

The Mi-24 came and went in a hurry, and still landed at the private airport in Guna before dark, filled up the fuel and rested for the night, before leapfrogging from Sao Tome Island to Kongluga the next day.

During this round trip of nearly 002 kilometers, Xia Yu brought back his No. [-] employee.

As a result, the company's tank crew is in place, the infantry fighting vehicle crew is in place, and the Mi-24 crew is scheduled to be in place, and Xiayu's business map will also open a new chapter.

Asking Domi to send Kuhn back, Xia Yu made a big red envelope, but they confiscated it.

If you don't accept it, don't accept it. He has written down the favor, and he will return it later when he has a chance.

"This is Bogo Village, the company's current location. It's less than two hours' drive from the city, and it's closer to the seaside."

For Hans to settle in his native Dabie, Xia Yu kept on leading him to familiarize himself with the environment.

"The restaurant is in front. The one next to the school is a Chinese restaurant. My godson Cologne's is a French restaurant. You can choose whichever you like. I suggest you try more Chinese food. You can start with the non-spicy ones."

"Dorma, come here. His name is Hans. He is my new employee. Hans, this Mr. Doma is Domi's father. He is responsible for the safety of the village."

"Okay, the main body of the company is at the back, the hangar is next to the apron, and this building is our parking lot."

After circling the village, the two returned to the place where they had just disembarked from the helicopter.

"Om~~"

The electric door of the parking lot automatically rose, revealing the spacious space inside, and two chariots with different styles.

"Is this the T-64B1M?"

During the chat last night, Hans knew about this winning weapon that won the company's first contract.

Even though he used to be a Leopard 2 gunner, he has no prejudice against Soviet cars. His grandfather still drove a T-34 back then!
Xia Yu was taken aback when she heard about it, thinking that time and space had been distorted, but later she realized that she was so rare. Like the Kuhn family, they were all from the East.

As far as going further, Hans' great-grandfather once drove the Panther 5, which was the original Panther in the zoo.

As expected of a military family, seven or eight generations have been soldiers.

Although it is untestable to go further, there is a high probability that they have been mercenaries of will in history.

Xiayu's family has no military atmosphere, and he is the first in the family to serve in the army.

My father has been excavating machines since he was not in school, my grandfather is a tractor driver in the production team, and my grandfather is a long-term worker in the landlord's family, who specializes in serving animals and driving donkey carts.

Speaking of it, it is also a family of vehicles.

I just don’t know how to push forward more than 2000 years, if you haven’t driven chariots for those princes and nobles, that thing is exciting.

(End of this chapter)