"Oh, boss..." Samir said, "Please believe my honesty. I know honesty is as precious as water in a desert in Illiguo, but at least you have been very kind to , respected , and never treated like an animal, so I will definitely not betray you."
"Good!" Song Heping nodded, "I believe you, Samir."
After returning, Song Heping discussed the matter with the chef.
The chef imdiately beca furious upon hearing it and expressed his concerns, "Heping, don't think I'm using the vilest thoughts to suspect Lars, but that guy is definitely not a good person. I guarantee he will play tricks to make us lose the contract!"
"I have that worry too," Song Heping agreed with him. "Otherwise, I wouldn't take Samir's intelligence so seriously."
It worried him, but what could be done?
Behind Lars was Blackwater International.
The connections and resources of Blackwater International were beyond what the Musician Defense Company could reach.
Even if the Mad Dog rcenary Group really planned to stab them in the back and even incite the Kurd Ard to attack the Hassan Oil Field, it wasn't out of the question.
Lars had always hated the Musician rcenary Group to the bone.
Given the Mad Dog's way of operating, they probably would throw obstacles in the way of their own defense company.
Moreover, now that the problem involved the ownership of the oil field contracts, personal interests were at stake.
"Is Samir's intelligence reliable?"
Grey Wolf was the first to raise doubts.
"He is from Illiguo, and he was a minor officer in the ISF before. We know nothing about his background."
His words resonated with Yuliy.
"I also think we should be cautious, people from Illiguo are unreliable."
As they discussed it, the chef also began to waver.
"Heping, I think it's better to check more thoroughly."
Song Heping said, "Check? Is there even ti to verify now? They are eting tonight, from where will we get the ti to verify? I know we need to be cautious, but ti waits for no one, I want to be cautious but even God doesn't give ti to be."
"What do you plan to do then?" the chef asked.
Song Heping decisively said, "It's simple, just muddy the waters. No matter what they plan to discuss tonight, we'll intervene, stab them in the back and foil their plans. Since whatever Lars discusses with the Kurds is definitely not in our favor, why should we let them talk at all?"
Upon hearing this, everyone felt it made sense.
Now the Musician rcenary Group was in a competitive relationship with the Mad Dog rcenary Group. Whoever could prevail in this half-month of competition would not only maintain the current security contract but could also secure the opponent's security contract.
One could easily guess what Lars would do.
If one were Lars, they wouldn't let the Musician rcenary Group benefit at all.
"How will we intervene?"
The chef said, "You're not planning to open fire on Lars and his n directly, are you? That won't work. If we don't have an open fallout in the circle, this kind of action will be despised by our peers, and we won't be able to mix in this industry afterwards."
"Yes, I am planning to open fire on them," Song Heping said. "Aren't they planning to et? It's their first eting, everyone is nervous, nobody knows who might pull any tricks, perhaps a subordinate might accidentally discharge a trigger, and maybe even kill a person or two from the opposite side, right?"
As he spoke, even Song Heping couldn't help but find it sowhat amusing.
He spread his hands and said, "If they fight, what's left to talk about?"
Undoubtedly, Song Heping's strategy was cunning indeed.
But he was clever and bold.
The cooks and the others were stunned.
Damn!
Can you really play it like that?
But thinking about it, it seed there were no problems.
The cook exclaid, "You an we send a sniper over there, take potshots in secret, and make them kill each other?"
"Yes," Song Heping said very calmly, "Exactly, isn't that good? We know where they'll et, just send soone with a sniper rifle, and it's instantly settled. As for what eventually happens to them, let their God decide."
This extrely bold plan took everyone present by surprise, especially the veteran soldiers.
Even though they were veterans who had seen bloodshed, neither the cook nor Grey Wolf could think of such a cunning and malicious sche, not to ntion White Bear.
In the end, it was Hunter Guy who broke the silence, "Leave this to , I can handle it alone."
Finally, turning to Song Heping, he said, "Boss, thank you for taking in my brother and . I'll make sure this is done flawlessly."
"Good."
Song Heping agreed imdiately.
He had seen Hunter's shooting last night.
Even better than Yuliy.
He felt relieved sending him.
"I'll mark the location and map for you later. After it gets dark, you can head out. How you do it is up to you, I only care about the result, the eting between them must be disrupted."
"Don't worry!" Hunter turned to the cook, smiling, "Cook, prepare a good supper and keep the drinks ready for when I co back."
After everything was arranged, they got busy again in the afternoon, setting up sentry posts and shelters in different areas of the oil field, and laying so mines near the oil zone.
Including the swamp Naxin had traversed before, which was also mined.
That day, it was relatively quiet in the Hassan Oil Zone, with no militants disturbing them during the day.
By the ti the sun set, Sanchez took the initiative to gather the workers and evacuate the oil field without needing Song Heping's persuasion.
Now he knew this place was not safe and understood that Song Heping made them travel extra miles for their safety.
But this was certainly better than staying here and possibly getting hit by stray bullets.
That afternoon, Sanchez had also received news that two colleagues injured last night at the Cook Oil Field, one was to be transferred to a hospital in neighboring Kuwait for treatnt, while the other's kneecap had been shattered by a bullet, rendering him unable to walk normally for the rest of his life.
The employees of Wood Company ca to Illiguo for the high war-risk bonuses, earning at least three tis more than they would have dostically. But as much money as it was, one still needed to be alive to spend it. Knowing the dangers of this northern area, Sanchez was much more polite in his conversations with Song Heping, no longer daring to act high and mighty as a Wood Company project manager.
After Sanchez left, dusk finally fell.
Hunter, ard with his sniper rifle, ammunition, water, and food, headed north, towards the eting location of Lars and the Freedom Alliance.
The oil field was a good hundred kiloters away from the eting spot, and even driving through the rugged terrain to the north of Illiguo would take over an hour.
Leaving at 6:30, expected to arrive by 8:00, and according to intelligence, the eting between Lars and the leader of the Freedom Alliance was scheduled for 9:30, giving him an hour and a half to prepare.
As the cook watched Hunter's off-road vehicle kick up dust and disappear into the dimming twilight, he suddenly reminded Song Heping, "We should also prepare a backup plan, just in case Hunter doesn't succeed and is captured. That's Blackwater International we're dealing with... They won't let us off easily."
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