Song Heping least liked being pressured by people using the excuse of "military secrets".
And he especially disliked the tone of this guy.
"Get lost!"
Song Heping said coldly, "We are from a Defense Company, not personnel within the US Army organization. Don't bring your military antics to ."
Having said that, he turned and waved his hand, and said to Jiang Feng and his n, "Grab the stuff, and let's go to sleep!"
Then he asked Rabbani, "Where will we be staying?"
Rabbani was taken aback by Song Heping's tough stance and hurriedly said, "Behind the building is a training ground, and next to it is an auxiliary building which is still vacant. It's usually used for storing miscellaneous items, but you can temporarily stay there."
In Afghan, no one dared to talk to the US Army like this.
The US Army officer was also stunned.
Perhaps he had never seen anyone daring to treat him with this attitude.
"We are from ISA, Lieutenant Nikki sent us to you!"
"Then let Nikki co personally. We are a PMC company contracted by the British Governnt, and we have no affiliation with your US Army."
Song Heping no longer wanted to deal with this idiot, led his own people to unload their luggage, and headed towards the auxiliary building.
"Mr. Song, are you sure you want to oppose us?"
The lieutenant felt unable to step down as the soldiers beside him were looking at him, seemingly awaiting his commands.
But in the end, he didn't dare make a move.
In the end, everyone watched as Song Heping disappeared inside the building.
"Old squad leader, isn't it bad to offend the US Army?"
Once inside, while crossing the corridor towards the back of the building, Jiang Feng finally couldn't hold back.
After all, this was the US Army's territory.
Although the commander of the coalition forces is now Chariz.
But the US Army definitely has a say.
Normal people wouldn't be foolish enough to oppose the US Army, especially the people from ISA.
"Are you stupid?"
Song Heping glared at Jiang Feng.
"The ISA has gotten involved, which definitely ans trouble, don't join this ss. We have no relation to these Aricans now, this isn't xico, this is Afghan, we are here to train the local police, not to sell our lives for them."
Jiang Feng suddenly realized and dared not speak any further.
Song Heping was actually cursing inside.
Just arriving and had already encountered such trouble.
They hadn't even reached Kandahar but had already fought a battle, considering it, it's really a damn loss, just at that T-junction battle earlier, he had saved those Aricans, and hadn't even asked them for money yet!
Although the main building looked very old, once they passed beyond it, the sight opened up dramatically.
"Shit!"
Jiang Feng was surprised as he looked at the vast empty space before him.
This place is really big!
"This could match up to our entire battalion's training ground."
"You'll get used to it after a few more tis," sighed Song Heping. "Why do you think there's such a large piece of land? It's not because there are too few people? This country has not stopped fighting since the 1970s, if it weren't for the people being able to reproduce, they would've been wiped out long ago."
Reaching the auxiliary building, Song Heping looked at those rooms, apart from being cluttered, there was no other issue.
"Jiang Feng, organize everyone to allocate rooms, tonight everyone will just manage, tomorrow find so locals to co clean up and tidy this place."
"No problem."
Jiang Feng had just left when Song Heping's satellite phone vibrated.
He took it out and saw it was Nikki.
"Song, I just did you a big favor at noon, how could you have forgotten by the evening?"
From the tone of it, it seed like Nikki was now sowhat seeking accountability.
Song Heping really didn't want to get involved in these ssy issues.
After all, nothing involving ISA was ever simple.
He still rembered that infiltration mission in Afghanistan with Mist, which nearly cost him his life.
So just now he deliberately berated that Lieutenant to find a way out.
"Ah... I really dislike that guy, I just can't stand him," Song Heping joked.
Niki clearly saw through Song Heping's intentions: "You don't want to get involved in our affairs, right?"
Song Heping said, "Since you've already figured it out, why bother asking ?"
Niki said, "Things are a bit complicated, otherwise I wouldn't have co to you."
"What?" said Song Heping, "The US Special Forces are all dead, so you have to turn to us PMCs?"
"So things I can't explain right now," Niki said, "I'm already on my way to Kandahar, should be there in half an hour, and we'll et then."
Song Heping was silent.
He was pondering what exactly Niki wanted this ti.
Clearly, it was not going to be anything good.
But Niki was his friend.
Just as she said, she had helped him this afternoon.
It did seem wrong to turn a cold shoulder by evening.
"I want to ask, is this matter absolutely necessary?" Song Heping asked.
"Yes, the situation is quite serious, I need so capable people," Niki replied.
"With so many PMC companies, why choose us?"
"Because I trust you, and I know your sniping skills are the best."
"F*ck, you really know how to give trouble."
Song Heping reluctantly said, "So tell , are you asking for my help as a private individual or on behalf of the military?"
"Private."
"OK, see you in half an hour."
After hanging up the phone, Song Heping stood in the open space in front of the building, lost in thought.
"What in the world happened?"
That Niki herself would co to seek him out,
and specifically demanded his participation.
Yet, this matter must be related to the operation.
From the information provided in Rabbani's recent conversation, it seems the US Army and British Army are covertly pitted against each other, with Old Arica stabbing Lao Yin in the back—probably a stab that went too deep, hitting an artery; there must be a big problem now in the southern and southwestern areas towards Maruf.
As for what exactly, he should find out when he ets Niki.
"Jiang Feng!"
"Present!"
Soon, Jiang Feng ran out from the room.
"You'll be in charge here later, be cautious tonight, nowhere here might be safe, organize sentries and patrols at night. Everyone left in the police here is weak and battered, we can hardly expect any combat strength; we got to rely on ourselves."
"You're going sowhere?" Jiang Feng sensed sothing.
Song Heping nodded, "The female officer who helped us this noon ca looking for , I couldn't refuse. I might have to go to the US military headquarters to et them."
"You just said you didn't want to be involved in this matter?" Jiang Feng said puzzled, "After all, we have no ties with the US Army here."
"Right now, we don't, but looking at the situation, we might in the future," Song Heping thought to himself. Admiral Chariz has already shown his lack of control and command ability; this guy probably won't last long in his position.
After the British leave, the Jie Fushi Group's training contract might still continue, but whether we can make money here a year from now might still depend on the Aricans.
As a PMC, Song Heping was very clear that war was a source of wealth.
He had always wanted to enter the fray to get a piece of the pie but never had the chance.
This might just be an opportunity.
Later on, he would see how the situation unfolds and negotiate terms, at least to ensure his company's share in the future here and secure the necessary bargaining chips.
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