From arms dealer to king of war

Major intelligence agencies around the world began to receive intelligence one after another...

Isis not only harvested anti-aircraft missiles, but also a large number of weapons, equipment and soldiers.

It is not only Isis who has a grudge against P.B., but also the ‘Ndrangheta’ across the continents of Asia, Africa, Europe and the United States.

When Boss Joe announced that he would stay in the village to fight Isis, what he had to face was no longer just Isis.

Ever since the 'Ndrangheta encountered P·B, their revenue has been deteriorating, and the rising cost of Afika's drug transportation has made them heartbroken.

In addition, Boss Qiao takes revenge from morning to night, and will throw a bucket of dirty water on the 'Ndrangheta if anything bad happens, causing their businesses around the world to suffer a blow, and they have to shrink their sphere of influence.

Now that they had the opportunity, they would definitely not be able to defeat PB on the frontal battlefield, so they chose to use money to support Isis.

The 'Ndrangheta' is not all, there are other people who are happy to see Boss Joe die...

So a large number of mercenaries, lured by huge rewards, entered Syria through the Turkish border.

The relationship between Turkey and PB is hard to explain, and it is not convenient for them to take the initiative to retaliate, so they opened the door wide and allowed a large number of mercenaries to enter Syria.

………………

The bosses of the Arctic Fox Mercenary Group, ‘Silver Fox’ and ‘Iblis’, walked out of a villa and mansion on the outskirts of Moscow.

After the two got into the car, 'Silver Fox' looked at 'Iblis' sitting in the cab. After pondering for a moment, he said: "50 million, Syria, is it worth going?"

The handsome 'Iblis', as a SEAL rebel, has experienced countless battles and even personally buried a SEAL squadron in Afghanistan.

Faced with the question from 'Silver Fox', 'Iblis' thought for a long time and said: "If we stand as mercenaries, then of course we should go.

But we have all dealt with that jackal, and that guy is not easy to deal with...

We have already lost 6 guys, ‘Silver Fox’, are you prepared to lose more guys? "

The 'Silver Fox' was stunned for a moment, nodded slightly and said: "It's not worth it, at least it's not worth it for 50 million!

But if we don’t agree, then the compensation for Iraq that Sharif promised us will be equivalent to non-existence..."

‘Iblis’ listened, nodded with a smile and said: “You are all old, it’s time to retire.

The mercenary business is also updating, and old-school practices like yours are beginning to fall out of fashion.

Of course we want 50 million, but Sharif didn’t ask us to go there in person.

There is a mercenary feast in Syria now, and we can definitely use this money to hire a group of good people to go there.

This is the normal way a mercenary company operates! "

As he spoke, 'Iblis' looked at the obviously old 'Silver Fox' and said with a smile: "We should have modified the company's operating model long ago. It is not enough to always rely on a few people to work hard.

‘Arctic Fox’ is the best mercenary in the world. As long as you are willing to open the door, we can recruit thousands of good mercenaries. "

'Silver Fox' looked at the cold smile on 'Iblis' face, he shook his head slightly and said: "You want to take over the 'Arctic Fox'?

No, it's too early for you..."

After hearing this, 'Iblis' who was driving took out a pistol from near the seat with his left hand, put it on his waist and fired continuously at the 'Silver Fox'...

"Bang bang bang..."

'Silver Fox', who was shot several times in the waist and abdomen, pulled hard on the car door handle and tried to jump out of the car to escape. After finding that the car door was locked, he leaned softly against the car door and looked at 'Iblis', using The inaudible voice said: "I know I shouldn't trust a person who betrays his comrades!"

After hearing this, 'Iblis' showed a look of pain on his face, and then murmured to himself: "No one is born a traitor, maybe he was just born in the wrong place...

'Silver Fox', thank you for taking me in, but I need strength and money...

If you die, I will have both! "

‘Silver Fox’ covered his rotten waist and abdomen, nodded bitterly and said, “You are very anxious, so you need the name ‘Arctic Fox’.

Promise me not to let my old friends die..."

'Iblis' didn't seem to dare to look into the eyes of 'Silver Fox'. He looked at the road ahead and nodded slightly and said: "Don't worry, we have 50 million in hand now, and I will prepare one for every guy." Pension, let everyone retire…

‘Silver Fox’, I don’t expect you to forgive me. See you in hell! "

When 'Iblis' spoke, 'Silver Fox' had already died...

The handsome man put the gun into the glove box, then stretched out his right hand to straighten the body of the 'Silver Fox', and then pressed down the passenger window, letting the Moscow summer breeze blow into the car, as if to dilute the blood. gas……

'Iblis' stretched out his hand out of the window, feeling the warmth of the breeze, looking at the scenery in the distance and saying with a smile: "I'm sorry, guys, I am the prince of Isis, and I want to take people to fight in Syria!!"

Saying 'Iblis', he took out the phone...

"I am Iblis, the current person in charge of the Arctic Fox, and I want to urgently recruit 200 international mercenaries.

I will provide a guarantee of 40 million..."

"Hello Mr. Iblis, Arctic Fox is our platinum customer. I will transfer you to the manager of the Key Account Service Department, who will contact you within 48 hours.

Until then if you have any other needs I can help.

For example, you can provide me with your requirements for mercenaries, and we will screen them for you in a targeted manner. "

After hearing this, 'Iblis' showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth and said: "Those who are not afraid of death, those who love money, those who have no morals...

Aren’t these the signboards of your international agency? "

"Sir, I think you have misunderstood us. All mercenaries contracted by international agencies will pay a deposit, and we provide complaint and accountability services. Anyone who hires soldiers from us can be free from all worries.

Sir, our mercenaries may have moral flaws, but functionally they can definitely meet your needs. "

‘Iblis’ had no intention of talking nonsense with a ‘customer service guy’. After hanging up the phone, he murmured to himself: “There is no morality at all in this world. What people need are rules…

Only rules can save this damn disordered world..."

……………………

‘Iblis’ Less than 15 minutes after they left the house of oligarch Sharif, three men in work clothes opened the door and walked into Sharif’s country mansion...

The three people put on gas masks at the gate of the mansion, and when they pushed the door open, no one was standing in the mansion...

This technological mansion was filled with the smell of anesthetic gas. Sharif, the owner of the mansion, and his bodyguards fell to the ground in a mess.

The three engineers neatly tied a rope to the top of the arch leading to the backyard, and then put Sharif's neck into the rope...

With the help of the rope, Sharif stood up, and after placing a chair under his feet, an engineer took out a smelling agent and placed it under Sharif's nose and shook it...

Sharif sneezed and slowly woke up. He looked at the three masked guys in front of him and shouted in horror: "Who are you?"

The engineer went through the voice change period and said in an electronic voice: "You should be able to think of..."

Sharif grabbed the rope around his neck with both hands, stepped on the chair with his toes and shouted in pain: "Are you from the Ministry of Internal Affairs?

No, you can't kill me, my business is legal..."

The engineer said with a smile: "But it is illegal to transfer large amounts of assets overseas privately.

You took money you shouldn’t have taken…”

Sharif apparently misunderstood the identity of the engineer. He shouted in horror: "I am following the instructions, you can't kill me."

The engineer shook his head slightly and said: "In the past five years, you have transferred more than 300 million euros in batches into several confidential funds, and those funds have been providing support to anti-government individuals.

You can write a suicide note now and still have your wife and children in Georgia and still be able to enjoy your current life.

otherwise……"

Sharif knew that he was definitely hopeless. After being silent for a few seconds, he said: "I write..."

"Need not……"

The engineer took out a 'suicide note' with slightly scrawled handwriting and said with a smile: "Please sign it, and then we will try to make you suffer as little pain as possible."

After speaking, the engineer took a tablet and placed it under the suicide note. He thoughtfully handed it to Sharif's hand and said, "Please sign in the lower right corner!"

Sharif picked up a pen and signed the 'suicide note' with difficulty, then looked at the engineer with fierce eyes and said: "If you harass my wife and children, I will never let you go."

The engineer listened, took away the 'suicide note' and glanced at the tablet, then took off the gas mask on his face, looked at Sharif and said with a smile: "Sir, please don't worry, the revenge of P·B's people will generally not be involved. Family members.”

The engineer shook the tablet and said with a smile: "Thank you for your signature!

The arms you sent to Libya to be delivered to Al Qaeda will be docked in Tobrurg, Libya.

Oh, you just signed a donation agreement, expressing your willingness to return the oil company's equity to the Russian government free of charge.

Sir, on behalf of our boss and the Russian government, I would like to express my gratitude to you! "

After hearing this, Sharif looked at the engineer in horror and said, "P·B? Why you?"

The engineer smiled and took off the chair from Sharif's feet. He watched his feet dangling in the air and began to struggle desperately. He smiled and said: "Everyone who treats P.B. as a small role will pay the price in the end."

As he spoke, the engineer looked at Sharif who started to stick out his tongue. He smiled and shook the tablet and said: "Those equity shares do not belong to you. Returning them privately will put your wife and children in danger.

Sir, you still have some time. Are you willing to do something for your wife and children?

For example, entrust a reputable military service company to transfer and protect the safety of your wife and children...

I know you have a bearer account in a Swiss bank, and it was through that account that you paid the Arctic Fox...

I don’t know if ‘Arctic Fox’ will be very angry after receiving only half of the deposit?

I hope she won’t take out a loan to fight in Syria, otherwise the consequences will be serious! "