I’m really here to keep the peace

“See you again, Monsieur François, the demeanor is still there!” In the makeshift tent set up in the

highlands, the handcuffed François slumped in a chair without the slightest image, opposite Shepard with his legs upturned, and below the heights, mercenaries with their hands raised were lining up to discard their weapons on the ground, and then walked extremely skillfully to the other side to receive their first dinner after becoming a defeated.

“Don’t think you won, Mr. Shepard, today you are just a fluke, if you meet us in the heyday, your two hundred people are not our opponents at all!”

“In its heyday, does it mean the First Empire established by the Emperor?”

“You, when Commander Bob Denard led us, at that time, we had three thousand people!”

“Wow, in that case, then Bob Denard will definitely come to your rescue!”

“You… I am a retired French officer and I demand the treatment I deserve!

“Of course, although mercenaries are not protected by international law, we still uphold humanitarianism and will give you reasonable treatment!”

“That’s pretty much it!”

“Of course, these benefits are paid, after all, we are not a charity, and even if I promise free, my people will not agree, don’t forget, Monsieur François, your whole family is worth a million!”

“You!”

François still wanted to burst out, but before he could stand up, he ate a gun butt on his back and directly smashed him to the ground, and he tried to get up, and as a result, more beatings followed.

Several PMCs did not have the slightest politeness to François, the butt military boots took turns, and soon François’s face was bloody, he was half kneeling on the ground to protect his abdomen, nosebleeds and snot flowed together, and said in tears.

“Wait, wait, don’t fight, I know it’s wrong, around my life, please, around my life!”

“Now that you know to beg for mercy, what was your original spirit?”

François wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by PMC again, and then he was about to be beaten one by one.

Shepard waved his hand to signal PMC to stop, and then Jean pulled him out, he had time to talk to the other party. Soon the tent was opened again, and

then Ek, also handcuffed, was escorted in, and François’s deputy, perhaps seeing the beaten François, looked extremely well-behaved at the moment, and he sat in a chair with questions and answers.

Who is directing the operation?

Francois!

Who is planning all this?

Francois!

Who is responsible for the daily life of mercenaries?

Francois!

That’s right, Ek has a question and answer, and the answer must be his old fellow, anyway, he said that he was just an adjutant who listened to the command.

Such a frank answer made Shepard extremely satisfied, and he waved his hand.

“Since this guy is nothing, pull it out and kill him!”

“？？？”

Ike’s face was full of disbelief, and then he was dragged by the arm of two guards towards the door, when Ike hurriedly shouted. “Wait, wait, I, I still

have value, I know that François’s arsenal still has a purchase channel…”

“I’m not interested, we’re selling arms ourselves, where do you think our weapons and bullets come from?” “Wait, wait, I, I

have money, I buy my own life!”

Between life and death, Ek quickly realized a philosophy of life, everything is negotiable, as long as the price is high enough!

“Money?”

Shepard waved the guard to stop and looked at Ek.

“How much money do you have?”

“Four hundred and twenty thousand!”

Ek said with a pained look.

“Pull it out and kill it!” “Wait, I misremembered

, I misremembered!”

Seeing that half of his body had been dragged out the door, Ek hurriedly shouted again.

“One hundred and forty-two million, there really isn’t more!”

“Wait, one hundred and ninety-two million!”

Ike stopped after shouting.

“Two million, buy your life, not enough money, how do you skin others, how can I peel you back!”

Shepard crouched on the ground, patted the face of the ash-faced Ek, and then motioned for the guards to take the other party away. The next person brought up was the commissioner of United Mining, this guy came up and exited to Shepard, Shepard

was not used to this guy, and then he was dragged out and hanged, although this guy realized his mistake on the spot and begged, but Shepard still let him hang for a full day and night.

The guy was then loaded into a truck and thrown into a nearby black tribe, and what happened after that had nothing to do with Shepard. Then, the middle and senior officers of the mercenaries were basically beaten by Shepard, and these guys have

also earned no less over the years, basically everyone can spit out hundreds of thousands of funds, which is also the income that the shadow company deserves, and the mercenaries to ask for ransom is an old European tradition, so Shepard did not have the slightest discomfort in doing this, but was very interested in listening to these guys write small essays for themselves, after all, these guys have a worse life than one in their mouths.

But although everyone is crying miserably, but in the face of the muzzle of the black hole hole, these guys are still paying faster than one, and Shepard specially asked people to register and record all people’s ransoms, so that he can release people in the future.

And after the middle and senior officers are finished, there are hundreds of ordinary mercenaries, these guys are no exception, after all, bread and sausages are not free, but they do not need to be interrogated by Scheppard, he has Vietnamese agents from the Einsatzgruppen under him, and he is familiar with this kind of thing. After all, it is

the victor, and the Shadow Company is still quite humane, but it chooses to squeeze the opponent’s wallet instead of physically destroying the enemy, but the latter is not impossible, as long as someone pays for bullets, then Shepard does not mind doing so.

In addition to draining his opponent’s wallet, Shepard also sent people into the mercenary camp, accepting the place that François had operated for five or six years, and here, the mercenaries’ mountains of arms and explosives, as well as food and many daily necessities, became the trophies of the Shadow Company.

It can be said that in addition to the flesh, François’s mercenaries were plundered over the years, and all they could save in the end was their personal belongings and toiletries.

“Well, by the way, although we should take away the compensation, we can’t give them a little way to live without leaving it, everyone is coming out to beg for a living, and leave the guys who eat for them!” Perhaps moved by compassion,

Schrpard Mo did not forget to instruct his subordinates, and prepared two hundred obsolete bolt-action rifles for the mercenaries, which were not known to how many hands, and also included bayonets and gun wiping tools, which can be regarded as his last bit of heart!