I work as a mercenary in northern Myanmar

By the next day, Chen Chen had basically sorted out everything at hand.

Security was rearranged. In order to fill the vacancy of insufficient manpower, Chen Chen communicated with Gunawan and Agus and asked them to directly dispatch a police team of 100 people to the factory area.

If something unexpected happened, Chen Chen certainly couldn't expect these police officers to play any role.

But as long as they are here, they can make the enemy use rat weapons, at least to delay their stay for a while.

When the six-person support team arrives, security can return to the basic level.

Chen Chen can hardly wait for the arrival of the new person, but before the new person arrives, he must continue to deal with the problems of the "old person".

The remains of crickets and fighting cocks are still parked in the Qingshan Group's campus. Under the current chaotic situation, it is extremely difficult to evacuate the remains.

In addition, the weather in Indonesia is extremely hot, and there are no cremation conditions near La Bota.

This is a very real problem.

Therefore, after communicating with other members and their families, Chen Chen finally decided to bury them on the barren hill near Qingshan Park.

Zhang Yang understood this kind of thinking of "rest in peace" very well, so he made special arrangements and set aside a place to be used as a cemetery.

However, Chen Chen felt that this statement was too unlucky and did not use it in the end.

He just took the other members of the Dongfeng Group who were still able to move up the mountain, and dug two deep graves for the two of them in the open space that Zhang Yang promised would not be affected by the mining work.

Subsequently, the bodies of the two people were placed in temporarily purchased coffins and buried in the grave.

The entire funeral was carried out quite peacefully, even to the point of being "mundane".

There are no sad cries, no flowers, no suonas and firecrackers, and of course there is no chance of a farewell shot.

Everyone just took turns to step forward and throw their personal belongings into the grave one by one, and then piled the grave high one by one.

Shi Dakai shoveled the last handful of soil and put down the shovel. He never smoked, opened a pack of cigarettes and distributed them to everyone, lit them and inserted them in front of the simple tombstone.

I have to say that he was still in a bit of a low mood.

It's not that the Dongfeng Corps has never had people die. It can even be said that it is quite normal for a mercenary group to die.

You can't expect to fight to the end with your own team. The enemy will fall like mowing grass, but you will be as indomitable as the God of War.

Death is the norm, and death is something that always accompanies mercenaries.

Shi Dakai knew this very well, but this did not prevent him from feeling sorry for the death of the cricket and the fighting cock.

If there is no such feeling of regret.

Then he is probably not qualified to be the future commander of this Corps, and it is impossible for the Dongfeng Corps to continue to develop and grow.

Looking at his expression, Chen Chen sighed and said:

"The coaching staff was not here when we played against the Shadow Corps. Since then, they have been saying they want to play against the Seals."

"I told them that this idea is not good. You can't always think about going head-to-head with people who are stronger than you. You should think about how you can bully people who are weaker than you all your life."

"They should have listened, but unfortunately things happen when you don't want to."

"This can be regarded as a kind of situation where the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. It's all out of control."

"But in the final analysis, they deserve to die."

"Twelve people killed 34 MPRI people, and that was despite the equipment being completely suppressed."

"This record is eye-catching no matter where it is placed. If there really is an underworld, then before they are reincarnated, they can give the little devils in it a good experience."

Hearing Chen Chen's words, Shi Dakai nodded slightly and did not answer immediately.

After a long time, he spoke:

"The person is gone, so it's useless to say anything."

"We need stronger protection, stronger firepower, and stronger technology."

"In this battle, we actually still have a lot that can be optimized."

"Insufficient projectile firepower prevented us from suppressing them from behind bunkers; insufficient observation methods prevented us from establishing our own OODA; insufficient electronic countermeasures meant that even communications were completely suppressed."

"If only these things could be done."

"If we can do this, then we shouldn't be called the Dongfeng Corps now, we should just change our name to the Seals."

Chen Chen interrupted Shi Dakai and continued:

"People are bound to die. Who can be a mercenary but doesn't realize this?"

"In Pubei, a large number of mercenaries die every day for various inexplicable reasons."

"If they had not joined the Dongfeng Corps, even if the Lion Corps could continue to exist, the strongest enemy they could challenge in their lifetime would probably be the Myanmar Army's border defense brigade."

"They have seen the world. From this perspective, we actually have no need and no right to feel sorry for them."

Shi Dakai shook his head with a wry smile and replied:

"This is just self-consolation. If you can live, who wants to die?"

"That's true."

Chen Chen patted the dirt on his body. After being silent for a few seconds, he suddenly spoke:

"I don't know what the crickets and fighting cocks think, but to me... I don't really care."

"It doesn't matter? Why?"

After hearing his words, Shi Dakai asked doubtfully.

"Because you said it yourself - we want to be cleaners, and we also want to sell brooms."

"I'm going to clean up some things and change things that a lot of people haven't been able to change."

"To put it bluntly, if this battle had been fought in Pubei, we would definitely not have time to mourn for them - according to our style, if it were in Pubei now, everyone would have already driven tanks to kill other people's whole families. "

"The reason why you feel depressed is actually because you think their death is meaningless, right?"

Shi Dakai nodded slowly and replied:

"really."

"I always feel that they don't belong here, but were dragged here by us."

"But it's not."

Chen Chen interrupted Shi Dakai and said:

"Crickets and fighting cocks are both very pure mercenaries, but you shouldn't take them too lightly."

“They may not have many lofty ideals, but they definitely want something better.”

"Of course, they also want those 'better things' to exist for a long time."

"So, they have to make that choice because it's the only way."

"The problems in Pubei cannot be solved only in Pubei - if we don't win Indonesia, how can a market like Pubei support what we want to do?"

"If we can't do what we set out to do, how can something they want to perpetuate last long?"

"Making money? Is there a purpose for making money?"

"If the situation in Pubei cannot be changed, no matter how much wealth we have, it will be just a flash in the pan."

“Only when you are strong enough to make stronger people willing to talk about your ideals with you, can you talk about money with most people.”

"So, there is actually no difference in meaning between dying here and dying in Pubei."

Hearing this, Lin He on the side nodded thoughtfully, and then interjected:

"The ceiling in Pubei is too thick and the firepower in Pubei is insufficient, so we have to get stronger firepower from other places - for Pubei people like us, this is the fact."

“Very relevant.”

Chen Chen glanced at Lin He approvingly, and at this time, Shi Dakai had suddenly broken free from his low mood.

He glanced at the two short graves again and nodded solemnly.

"I see."

"Indeed it is."

"The purpose of all of us has never changed."

“Those who want to make money make money, and those who want to do things do things.”

"It's just that the process may be a little longer. It just opens up a new battlefield."

"But it doesn't matter. There are no green hills in life. For them, or in the future, for us, even if they die, they will be buried in the green hills."

Shi Dakai paused for a few seconds, then suddenly said with a smile:

"Of course, I still hope that the bones buried under the green mountain in the future would be the enemy's bones."

Chen Chen patted Shi Dakai on the shoulder and replied:

"It's good if you can figure it out."

"One day, you will be the commander-in-chief of this corps."

"There are many things that we should really think about in advance."

"I see."

Shi Dakai nodded again, and the group said goodbye to the graves of Cricket and Fighting Cock.

Shi Dakai regained his energy and began to seriously discuss the follow-up equipment, tactics and training direction optimization issues with Chen Chen.

Lin He, on the other hand, was a little taciturn along the way, as if he had something on his mind.

Chen Chen noticed his situation, so he asked:

"what are you thinking about?"

Lin He smiled sheepishly and replied:

"No, it's nothing important."

"I just had an idea."

"That is, in fact, maybe the whole world is just a huge Pubei."