I work as a mercenary in northern Myanmar

Li Bang and Bai Gou stood aside on guard, while Lin He returned to his room to continue studying his first grade elementary school course. Looking at Bao Xiaomei in front of him, Chen Chen asked:

"what business?"

Bao Xiaomei pretended to cross her legs, leaned forward to support her face with her hands, and then lowered her voice and said:

"Do you want to know the truth about what happened in Tachileik?"

Her movements were full of temptation, and her deliberately lowered voice hinted that Chen Chen was approaching her. Coupled with her soft, watery eyes, she thought that no matter how indifferent someone was, they would not refuse her invitation at this moment. .

However, Chen Chen was not moved at all and just replied:

"Come on - you can speak louder, there are no outsiders here."

Don't understand the style.

Bao Xiaomei frowned slightly and continued speaking helplessly:

"If you want to understand everything, you have to start with the recent major events in the Golden Triangle."

"But in order to save time, I will only pick out the key information that you care about."

"First, the cause of this series of events is, to put it simply, a transaction between drug traffickers and the Southern Shan State 505 Brigade, a new type of drug-equipment transaction."

"Second, there are many details involved in this incident, and each detail may lead to multiple different forces being involved, which also led to the previous complicated situation."

"Third, all the previous derivative incidents occurred because of the details that the 756th Brigade, the 505th Brigade, and Thailand were concerned about. You only participated in them in the form of missions."

"But the next detail I am going to talk about will definitely concern you because it is highly relevant to your future."

"On the surface, the core of this transaction is that Southern Shan State lacks advanced equipment, and Naw Kang just got the equipment from Laos."

"But in fact, the real core lies in the tightening of the anti-drug situation, the advancement of alternative cultivation policies, and the decline in income of many forces in the Golden Triangle. Therefore, they have to try to replace traditional drugs with new drugs in order to pursue higher profits."

"Do you know what this means?"

Hearing this, a look of surprise flashed across Chen Chen's eyes involuntarily.

Such a big situation is really not something that ordinary people can deduce.

Especially in the aspect of "new drug substitution", even in the north, it was only after a long period of conflict and crackdown that the main line was gradually figured out.

And the fact that Bao Xiaomei is so sure shows that she indeed has mastered the deeper details.

It was even possible that she had gotten some unusual signals.

After a few seconds of silence, Chen Chen answered:

"This means that the drug trade will begin to develop towards decentralization, making it more difficult to crack down, and countries will try to introduce new forces."

This is a very basic judgment.

Chemical drugs are different from traditional cultivated drugs. They do not require a large site or manpower. Even a small workshop can produce enough drugs to supply an entire country.

How did Breaking Bad come about?

Their first batch of drugs was made in a fucking RV!

In this case, "national-level" strikes have little effect. If someone changes a place, or even changes a group of people, or a group of equipment, what can you do?

As long as the demand continues and the transportation routes continue, then this stuff will definitely be produced continuously.

Therefore, only by relying on local forces and relying on cheap, sufficient armed forces spread across the land can we achieve effective strikes.

"That's right!"

Bao Xiaomei nodded happily and then continued:

"So, where will the new power come from? Warlords? The Burmese army?"

"Mercenary, professional PMC."

"That's right! So this is the crux of the problem - then, how to obtain anti-drug tasks that are outsourced by various countries?"

"You can't get it because you're an undocumented person, but I can."

"I can help you set up a real company and give you the opportunity to sign a contract with the government. How about this kind of business? Are you interested?"

To be honest, when Bao Xiaomei made this proposal, Chen Chen was really excited for a few seconds.

The reason is simple. This type of task is definitely not just about money.

It is the key to allowing him to truly stand up morally, to continue to get rid of his "warlord" identity after getting rid of his "mercenary" status, and to become "one of his own"!

In a word, being born in northern Myanmar is the original sin.

No matter how big you develop, how many victories you achieve, or how much power you master, as long as you grow from this land, you will naturally have a negative original sin BUFF, and you will never be truly recognized. .

If you want to wash away such a buff, you have to submit a certificate.

That's why, Bao Xiaomei said, "it's related to the future."

Because she had already seen that Chen Chen's ambition was definitely not just "to be a warlord."

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Although, this is already a height that many people cannot reach in their lifetime.

But Chen Chen soon realized that the other party did not simply come to give him money.

"Help you set up a company", that is her company, not Dongfeng Corps' own.

This plan is not feasible, because once the company is in the hands of the other party, whether it is legal existence or subsequent development, Bao Xiaomei will have a large say.

If the subsequent cooperative relationship between the two parties breaks down, then oneself will fall into complete passivity.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen immediately said:

"Miss Bao, this is completely unnecessary."

"As the Dongfeng Corps continues to develop, a formal PMC company will be established sooner or later. We are not in a hurry."

"Are you worried about me controlling you?"

A meaningful smile appeared on Bao Xiaomei's face, and then she continued without waiting for Chen Chen to answer:

"There are many people who want to be controlled by me, but I don't give them this opportunity. However, in this matter, I can promise that I will never try to control you."

"Maybe you should listen to me explain the details about the company."

"This company will not have anything to do with the Wa State. It will be established purely in my own name and registered offshore in Indonesia."

"You don't have to worry about anything, I can solve all problems."

"That's very polite, but it's not necessary."

Chen Chen said firmly.

A look of disappointment flashed across Bao Xiaomei's face, but she did not give up.

"Got it, I can understand it."

"Then let's put it on hold for now - but our cooperation can still continue, right?"

Use retreat to advance.

Chen Chen suddenly realized that this might be Bao Xiaomei's real purpose.

The PMC company and the in-depth cooperation in the future are just a cover.

What Bao Xiaomei really wants is to continue the cooperative relationship.

This is a very classic threshold effect in the process of communicating with people. First put forward a condition that is difficult to accept. After the other party refuses, throw out the next-level condition, and the negotiation will be much easier.

This woman is also a character who has long sleeves, is good at dancing, and has many faces.

But I have no reason to refuse.

"sure."

Chen Chen nodded and answered.

"That's great - I have a new mission in hand, and the location is near Mengyang Reservoir."

"A chemical and drug production workshop is not difficult and the commission is 100,000 US dollars, but we demand its complete destruction."

"How about it, Mr. Wreck, are you interested?"

"Northern Myanmar is going to be in chaos, but you can still do something while taking advantage of this last period of calm, right?"

"Indeed."

Chen Chen agreed without hesitation, but during the subsequent communication with Bao Xiaomei, his thoughts couldn't help but wander a little.

Opportunities in northern Myanmar have never been limited to northern Myanmar.

The changes in the anti-drug situation are indeed an opportunity that cannot be missed.

Maybe, I need to find a way to solve my identity problem.

And PMC companies that can go out of northern Myanmar and onto a bigger stage should also start making preparations.

At the same time, while Chen Chen and Bao Xiaomei were communicating about the so-called "anti-drug work", in the staff dormitory of a mountain primary school in Chiang Saen, a gloomy-looking man was listening to the report of his subordinates.

"Sang Kang and Lien Yi Lai confirmed that they were dead. Lien Yi Lai's body has been found and is being sent back to Chiang Saen. I heard that Sang Kang's body was blown to pieces and thrown into the river. Some people didn't even want us to liberate him. "

"The opponent is very decisive and has strong fighting power, but at the same time, he does not follow the rules and only pursues efficiency."

"It is certain that they do not belong to the official forces of any country. Even the Haibao in the north cannot do such a thing."

"Judging from the information I got, this should be a group of mercenaries from northern Shan State, but I don't know which group they are and where they are."

The person who spoke was Weng Miao, the fourth figure in the Nuokang gang. He was originally only the secondary leader in charge of intelligence, or the so-called "public relations" work, but now that the main figures are being beheaded one after another, he has no choice but to Step up and start taking on concrete tasks.

After hearing his words, the expression on Nuokang's face became more and more terrifying. His muscles twitched nervously a few times, and his eyes almost narrowed to a slit. But in an unexpected moment, he suddenly opened them again, stared at Weng Mi angrily and asked:

"is that you?"

Weng Mi's hair stood on end. He subconsciously took a step back and asked:

"What's not me?? What's wrong with me?!"

"Did you sell your jumpsuit to be with Sang Kang? Do you want to be in power?!"

Nuokang's tone was solemn, and his hand had even been placed on the pistol beside him. Weng Mi shook his head in fear, and then said:

"It's not me! How could it be me!?"

"Lianyi died at the hands of a woman, and Sang Kang went there on his own. Who knew that more than 200 of them couldn't defeat 10 people?"

"What does this have to do with me? I don't want them to die either!"

"It won't do me any good if they die, you know that!"

Nuokang's eyes were unblinking, and he slowly raised his gun, but just when Weng Mi thought he was really hopeless, he suddenly laughed again.

"It's not you, of course it's not you."

"You are my most loyal brother, how could you betray me?"

"Relax, relax we have a lot to do."

Weng Miao breathed a long sigh of relief. He had actually seen this man's moodiness countless times.

But whenever the other party has an attack, he is still so unable to adapt.

He looked at Nuokang carefully and said:

"We'd better not do anything else now."

"We were seriously injured and we need to rest for a while no matter what."

"300 elite people died, and none of us can take revenge. We might as well do business first."

"The belongings of the 505th Brigade have been transported to Chiang Saen. At least let's finish this business first. When the road is opened and we have money, we can use various methods to find the real murderer and crush them all one by one. broken"

"I can't wait!! I can't wait!!"

Nuokang interrupted him with an angry roar.

"This is a shame! This is our shame!!"

"Everyone was staring at us! And we were defeated in front of everyone!!"

"Who will still believe us? You? Tell me, will you still believe me?"

"I want revenge, I want revenge without delay, I want to kill them, kill their whole family, and send their heads to everyone, so that those who want to betray me can see, what will that be? End!"

"Now, immediately, prepare everything for me!"

"You don't know who it is? It's very simple! There are so many mercenaries in Northern Shan State, but how many can fight like this? Start with the strongest!"

"Use your connections and give me the list! My people will set off within today!"

Seeing Nuokang's hysterical movements, Weng Miao's body froze involuntarily.

After a long silence, he spoke:

"Dongfeng Corps, in Mengka. They are the most likely murderers."

"If you want revenge, let's start with them."

"But...how?"

"Let my soldiers go."

In just a few seconds, Nuokang calmed down again.

"Give them the best equipment and go to Monkha."

"In three days, find the boss of the Dongfeng Corps and kill him."

"Kill him and tell everyone we did it."

"clear."

Weng Miao did not dare to say another word and could only nod.

Nuokang on the opposite side has completely recovered his senses.

He opened his mouth and said:

"We do need a break, big changes are happening and we have too much to do."

"But this is no reason to delay. Our enemies must die, and they must die quickly enough."

"So, listen to me and kill him."

"My soldiers are strong, they won't fail."

Weng Mi sighed and said nothing.

Won't miss?

Yes, Nuokang's private soldiers are indeed very strong. They are an elite team that he spent a lot of money to cultivate.

There are only 20 people in number, but their equipment and combat quality can catch up with the front-line special forces of some small countries.

If it's just an assassination mission, it doesn't seem to be a big problem?

But why am I still so uneasy?

The enemy is too powerful.

That is completely beyond normal power.

If everything before was indeed the record of the Dongfeng Corps, is it really that easy to "behead" this time?

Give it a try.

At this time, Nuokang had already walked out the door. He stopped a child who was running and playing on the playground, took him into his arms, took out a candy from his pocket and stuffed it into the child's mouth.

Under the setting sun, this scene looked extremely warm.

But Weng Mi knew that it was not candy.