Chapter 1151: Chapter 375: Money Is a Bastard; If You Don’t Earn It, Someone Else Will (Part 2)

Isn’t it normal for front-line soldiers to die?

Since ancient times, have there been wars where no one dies?

How can you prove it’s the problem with my drug and not that he just couldn’t hold on?

McCarthy didn’t speak, but internally he was silently struggling.

"If you’re worried, we can do it batch by batch, even a little at a time is fine."

Seeing this, West Fire Grass immediately intensified his action, grabbing the bottle and putting it back in the bag.

"If you’re not willing, just pretend I didn’t say anything today. I’ll look for other ways to make money, though I’d probably have to beg people from other departments..."

"Wait!"

The agent who initially interrogated West Fire Grass pressed down on the drug on the table and looked at McCarthy.

"Boss, let’s do it. I have a brother who practically saved my life, and he’s in charge of importing raw materials in logistics. If we pull some strings, we could make a fortune!"

Once there was a leader, others immediately chimed in, with voices eager to take the chance rising one after another.

"That’s right, I’ve heard that most of our business is being taken by Europeans. Now we’re just earning back what’s ours, so what’s wrong with that?"

"Exactly, we’re still fighting their wars..."

Why are they working for Havana?

Isn’t it just for money, to become top-level people?

Now that business is tight, the top level’s first concern is surely to ensure their own profits, followed by the middle level. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

These lower-level small agents are not even considered, and now they’ve finally hit upon an opportunity, there’s no way they’ll let it go.

Looking at those eager eyes, McCarthy was cornered on the spot. Even if he disagreed, these guys might secretly contact West Fire Grass and take the risk.

He lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and looked at West Fire Grass through the swirling smoke.

"Well then... let’s test a batch first?"

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The mercenary companies of 2076 are not like those half-baked infantry of 2024, where having an armored vehicle was considered luxury travel for the half-baked.

They are official war leasing enterprises, with the two biggest leaders being Huang Ban and Military Technology.

Below them are armed companies like Lazarus and Burning Field, all possessing thousands of regular troops.

Most people would surely think companies are not nations, how could they possibly have the power to participate in or even sway a war?

But due to the severe blow some people received on the Korean Peninsula, they had no choice but to sober up after returning. Coupled with years of the Cold War and the arrival of the information age, the world’s combat systems began to shift towards smaller, elite, specialized operations, so manpower wasn’t the issue.

The main focus is on decapitation, raids, and blowing up high-value targets to sway the battlefield, not on occupying cities as a victory condition.

After all, companies do not care about the lives of people, even if they kill everyone in a city, as long as the news is blocked and public opinion is controlled, it’s not a problem.

Although Black Forest Mercenaries are not as famous as armed companies like Lazarus, they also have contracts with several European military enterprises, mainly operating in Africa and the Middle East, adding [Europe] and [Switzerland] as prefixes.

To small foreign companies, this is more attractive than Huang Ban and Military Science, it’s more costly, but it’s European prestige.

You understand?

Therefore, European mercenaries’ prices are about 10% higher than Huang Ban and Military Science, but there’s no significant difference in strength.

The Black Forest Mercenary squad stepping down from the transport aircraft was also full of pride.

They carried rifles, wore camouflage, sported special bulletproof helmets, and were equipped with highly advanced devices and robust exoskeleton-enhanced bodies, as if they might as well have "I’m elite" written on their faces.

And the person in charge of receiving at the airport warmly stepped forward to shake hands.

"You’re finally here."

The team leader stretched out his hand to shake.

"You can call me Hans, Hans Jäger. I heard you have a high-difficulty vehicle mission. You might not believe it, but under me are Europe’s strongest vehicle crew members.

pow—bang! papapa! Piece of cake."

He made a shooting gesture in front of the person in charge.

The person in charge smiled slightly.

"I know your abilities, but... the mission assigned to you this time might be quite special. It’s high difficulty, but the rewards are substantial..."

"Any difficulty and enemy before us is trivial."

Hans raised a fist, and the team members behind him spoke in unison.

"The tracks of steel, rolling forward!"

"..."

The person in charge made a [you better remember what you said] expression, then handed over the terminal to Hans.

"Your mission this time is to cooperate with the Cuban Air Force for an assault operation on the beachhead of Gelong Bay, but the main target is Military Science’s air force."

Air force?

Why call us to deal with an air force?

Hans was baffled, they were just a tank crew, not some anti-aircraft team.

He looked down at the terminal in his hand.

"Our company hopes you will pilot the Amata T22 Hover Tank to shoot down an enemy aircraft."

?

Hans scratched his ear.

Is my exoskeleton too long without maintenance? At such close range, I can even hear things wrong. I’ll have to get a full-body SPA when I get back.

Hahaha

How can anyone let a tank fly to take down a plane?

Hans almost burst out laughing.

He looked up at that person in charge.

"What did you just say? I didn’t hear you clearly."

The person in charge repeated what he said, and only then did Hans confirm he didn’t hear wrong.

He quickly made a decision.

"Goodbye."

After finishing, he turned around preparing to lead his team back onto the plane.