Great Power Army Reclamation

Chapter 2634 Wolf Warrior Attacks

Therefore, in this place where she has no friends, she might as well hang out with the Jin sisters and take care of each other.

At least the only dollar she had was given to her by them. How many days would she be able to live on her own, eating, drinking, and sleeping?

It is much more convenient for the Jin sisters to have her. At least there is no problem in language communication.

Although people generally think that people here are lazy, in fact, women here are much more diligent than men.

After teaching techniques for a while, Jin Wan began to consciously fire those men who were indifferent to their work but liked to be self-righteous.

Gradually, the proportion of female workers was increased, while only the necessary male workers were left. After all, the furniture factory needed to lift some heavy objects.

A month later, the factory began to produce products, but among the fifteen workers in the workshop, there were only four male workers.

The first batch of products produced were sofas and desks. The sofa was the kind of office sofa that was comfortable and solemn.

After the product came out, Jin Wan posted a sales recruitment notice at the factory gate. There was also no fixed salary, but there was a 10% commission.

There were a lot of people signing up at that time, because there was no need to work, and the commission was very high.

The person in charge of recruitment is Jin Jin. She doesn't refuse anyone who comes. She just registers her name and doesn't ask for anything else. It's a commission anyway.

As a result, the effect started to show in the afternoon. More than a dozen sets of desks, chairs and sofas were sold one after another.

Recruiting salespeople is actually a technical job. If you give a basic salary and recruit ordinary people, you will basically lose money.

Because the main business is office furniture, sales naturally deal with people with social connections. Such people have their own connections. There is no need to waste any time in doing this job. You just need to make connections and get a commission.

Even the officials can come in person, they buy things directly, and the commission will be paid by themselves.

Jin Wan is very happy. This start indicates that the factory's business will definitely not be bad.

Sure enough, the furniture produced was sold out quickly, and there were still many orders placed.

So Jin Wan quickly expanded the scale and accelerated the production progress.

The public security in Tuva City is not good, but it is relatively stable at present, because it belongs to the Tuva tribe, and most of the residents are Tuva people, so they are relatively united.

The mayor is also the chief, with an armed force of more than a thousand people.

Although the weapons are of varying quality, and there are many cold weapons such as spears, bows and arrows, there are also some miscellaneous brand firearms.

The chief even owns an armored vehicle. Although the surface is full of pits and the paint is peeling off, it still rumbles with the same impressive momentum when driving on the street.

Anyway, there is no strong military force in this place, so it is enough to maintain stability here.

Moreover, this place belongs to the country of Zan. If there is a war or invasion, there will still be regular national troops.

Just because the economy is underdeveloped and there are few employment opportunities, traders are the main group in this city.

As for foreign investors like Jin Wan and others, the government will provide certain protection. After all, they will pay taxes.

Boss Huang is the mayor's guest. Therefore, when Jin Wan was going through the formalities, he met with the mayor under the introduction of Boss Huang.

If there is no rebellion or riot, Jin Wan's factory will not be in any danger, as long as he abides by the law.

Therefore, the Jin sisters dared to open a factory here. One was because they were unwilling to sit back and have nothing to do, and the other was because they had the opportunity to inquire about the whereabouts of the three idiots.

Compared with Chinese people, people here are obviously less convoluted in their minds, so doing business here is much easier than in China.

As the days passed, Jin's Furniture Factory grew day by day. In just three months, there were already 50 workers.

The furniture produced has begun to be sold to other cities and even the capital.

The property of the Kim sisters has naturally increased at a snowball speed and they have become local celebrities.

At the same time, the formation of the Wolf Warrior mercenaries has also been completed, and the number has now increased to 30, all of whom are young people in their early 20s.

These people are all comrades-in-arms of San Sha, or comrades-in-arms of comrades-in-arms. Dasha doesn’t trust anyone except his compatriots. The so-called people who are not from my race will definitely be punished.

Therefore, there is no foreigner in the entire Wolf Warriors.

Of course, except for the assassin, whose nationality is not quite right, but his race is still qualified.

During this period, they also took over several missions, but spent most of their time training. Although these people were in good physical condition, after all, the climate and environment were different and they needed to adapt.

You must know that the environment has a greater impact on people than the body's own constitution.

Mangroves are one of the most typical African landforms. This kind of forest submerged in water not only tests people's physical fitness, but also their will.

Thirty people were walking through the woods with full loads. Each person's backpack plus weapons weighed 30 kilograms. They trudged hard in the water that was sometimes waist-deep, and sometimes the mud swallowed their shoes.

"Fuck!"

A cry of surprise rang out, and a sturdy young man was seen hugging a crocodile that rushed towards him with its mouth open.

This bald young man is one of Grandet's brothers and is very skilled.

I saw him holding the crocodile and rolling in the mud a few times, and then reached out to draw the knife. The bright red blood quickly dyed the nearby water red, and the crocodile was already floating on the water.

"Boss, there is crocodile meat to eat!"

The bald young man shouted excitedly.

Dasha glanced at him: "Bald head, just stay and slaughter them. We will be back in a while!"

"Yes, I promise to complete the mission!"

The bald man saluted and dragged the crocodile to a dry place to deal with it.

Their training is monotonous and arduous, and they often only eat raw meat and fruits. At least everyone has adapted to it.

The main reason is that their remuneration is very high. Although they are paid on a piece-rate basis, when they are not working, their monthly salary is still US$10,000.

Although only the work is very dangerous, and you often do it with your head in your hands, you are all adults and you have already thought about it before you come here, so you have nothing to regret.

Besides, you can come and go freely here. As long as you don't run away during a mission, you can leave at any time.

The assassin's satellite phone rang, and he picked it up. After listening to a few words, his expression became gloomy.

After saying a few words, he walked towards Dasha: "Boss, I have a rescue job, and the price is not high."

Dasha looked at him, with questioning and reproach in his eyes.

The assassin glanced at him and said: "Several employees of a domestic company were kidnapped. They asked us for rescue, but they only gave us 500,000 US dollars."

Dasha glared at him: "As long as you are Chinese, you have to go without paying!"

The assassin was a little unconvinced: "But they want 5 million US dollars from them. If we fail to rescue, they will give it to us!"

"Stop talking nonsense, send me your address and get ready to go!"

Following Dasha's order, the team members quickly packed up and prepared to carry out the mission.

The three idiots gathered together and frowned as they looked at the address sent by the assassin.

This place is about 200 kilometers away from them, and it takes almost ten hours to get there.

The time requested by the kidnappers over there was five hours, which was obviously too late.

The gangsters here don't take human life seriously, killing is just fun for them.

Er Sha scolded: "These bastards, they know that we can't arrive within this time, but they still contact me!"

Dasha glared at him: "Shut up!"

Then he looked at the assassin: "Contact the helicopter, we must reach our destination within three hours!"

What else does Bayonet want to say? But he didn't dare in the end. He didn't have a problem with Dasha, but with the company's talker.

What a waste of human life. If they had been on their way normally, those hostages would have died. They should take other measures or simply prepare a ransom first instead of pinning their hopes on them.

But he also knows Dasha's temper. As long as he is Chinese, he will do whatever it takes. There is nothing negotiable about this.

Although I was unhappy, I quickly contacted the helicopter.

A small plane with thirty people would definitely not work, and the price of a big one would naturally be high, but I couldn’t care less.

The plane arrived half an hour later. The team members had just finished their meal and then boarded the plane fully equipped.

Because the plane arrived in time, it would arrive at the destination in two hours. On the plane, Dasha had already asked the other side to prepare the car and prepare to take action immediately upon arrival.

Unexpectedly, the pilot heard what he said and asked:

"Is it the kidnapping case yesterday? The hostages are Chinese."

Dasha looked at him: "Do you know the kidnapper?"

The driver nodded: "That's a group of bandits who have been fighting against the government forces. They were beaten and hid everywhere. They made a living by kidnapping hostages and robbing."

Dasha looked at him and said, "If you can take us directly to the kidnapper's lair, I can give you $500,000."

The assassin was shocked: "Boss, 200,000 is enough!"

Dasha glared: "Shut up!"

The assassin pursed his lips and did not dare to speak. This leader was good at everything, but sometimes he did not care about the cost. You must know that this job involves risking your life, so why should you pay for it?

The driver laughed "haha": "Be careful, boss. I'll give it a try. I can't guarantee it, but I'm somewhat sure. But I don't need that much money, just 200,000."

The roar of the plane increased, the speed suddenly increased, and the pilot became obviously more enthusiastic. There is no way, people will die for money.

Two hours later, the plane arrived at its destination. This was a circled construction site. It was a construction aid project. It was said to be construction assistance, but it was actually a chemical plant construction site contracted by a domestic company.

The plane didn't stop here, and Dasha didn't want to waste time going down to understand the situation.

Because no matter how much they know, the kidnappers are just asking for ransom, and they can't possibly let you know where they are? Might as well let the driver find it.

The driver was indeed not bragging. Half an hour later, a camp appeared in the field of vision.

This place is close to the edge of the desert, and the entire camp is built with tents. They are called tents, but they are actually just a few pieces of cloth held up by a few wooden sticks.

Several hostages were tied to poles and looked depressed. They had not eaten or drank for an unknown period of time.

The pilot looked at Dasha: "Mission accomplished. I'll lower the altitude and prepare for a surprise attack."

Dasha patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you brother, I will transfer the money now."

The pilot grinned widely. He was Dutch, owned his own plane, and relied on doing these jobs for a living.

The sound of the plane obviously alerted the kidnappers. They got up one by one, pointed their guns at the plane, and started shooting out of composure.

The pilot was naturally experienced and did not land above them. He would not risk his own plane and live on this old guy.

The plane dived, about one kilometer away from the camp, and its altitude dropped to 500 meters.

Dasha was just about to put down the rope ladder, but unexpectedly the driver grabbed the joystick and rushed towards the camp again.

The driver shouted: "Fight for you once, prepare to jump directly!"

The team members naturally understood what he meant, that is, prepare to lower the plane to a height where they can jump directly, without the need for a rope ladder.

The gang of robbers just relaxed, thinking that the plane had flown away, but they didn't expect it to fly back in a blink of an eye. They once again raised their weapons and prepared to shoot.

But this time the altitude was too low, and the plane almost brushed the ground and rushed towards them. The huge airflow of the propeller blew them all over the place, and they hurried to escape.

At this time, thirty fully armed mercenaries had already jumped down, and the moment they landed, all kinds of weapons in their hands had already opened fire.

They were just a local mob, how could they beat Dasha's gang? It was just one round, and they began to flee in all directions.

But this group of mercenaries obviously did not intend to let them go, and they kept chasing them from behind. When they all fled into the desert, their number had been reduced by two-thirds.

The three idiots walked towards the hostages, a total of five, two of whom were already unconscious and thirsty.

They quickly untied the hostages and fed them some glucose.

At least these people had some external injuries, but they were not serious. They were just in shock caused by lack of water. They woke up soon.

The robbers had several cars, so Dasha and his men naturally requisitioned them, loaded the hostages into the cars, and drove to the construction site.

More than an hour later, they finally arrived at the construction site. The person in charge saw that they had rescued the hostages and naturally thanked them profusely.

The assassin said sarcastically: "Don't fool people with your mouth. If you are sincere, give me more compensation. I have more money to rent a helicopter than you have."

The manager looked embarrassed: "You know, we are a state-owned enterprise with a financial system. I can't decide on my own."

The assassin disagreed: "You can decide on your own money for food, drink and entertainment, right?"

The manager didn't say anything else. He knew that it was useless to say anything. Everyone knew what he knew. What else could he do? He could decide everything if he wanted, and he wouldn't come to this place where no one was going to shit.

The workers cheered, and everyone knew it.

If you encounter danger here, find Zhan Lang, and you will get what you want.

But they were all workers, and they had no money to give to the team members, so they could only take out their hometown specialties and treat the soldiers to food.

The team members were not polite, they took it and ate it, why should they be polite when they were all compatriots?

The manager invited everyone to the restaurant for dinner. Dasha didn't want to go, but seeing how tired his comrades looked, he decided to go.

When he arrived at the restaurant, he saw the scarce vegetables on the tables, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart, damn, he couldn't bear to save lives, and he didn't lose out on eating and drinking.

It's the end of the month, and the monthly tickets should be available, right? Throw me, comrades, salute!