Chapter 365: You’re lucky if no one dies (please collect and vote for recommendations)

Chapter 365: You’re lucky if no one dies (please collect and vote for recommendations)

Chapter 365: You’re lucky if no one dies (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

“Ever been a soldier?” Xu Chuan looked Gao Yuan up and down. He was about forty-five years old and somewhat fat.

"We used to be from the 13th Group Army. How about you, little brother?" Gao Yuan knew that these people were mercenaries, but their official identities were all security personnel. The oil group often dealt with these people, and now there are also some people in the country. To make a living, I joined this industry.

“I’m not, I’m Ye Luzi.” Xu Chuan waved his hand.

"Gao Yuan, what's your name?" He stretched out his hand. He was really grateful to the people in front of him.

"Bear Grylls"

Gao Yuan listened to this standard Mandarin and nodded speechlessly, "Understood, understood."

 “How are the casualties?”, the emergency team on the other end of the phone asked anxiously.

“Fortunately, most of them were injured, no one died, but some people were burned, and we can’t deal with it here.” This group of workers was lucky enough to meet a reliable middle manager.

The most serious thing was that his arm was burned by the Molotov cocktail he threw. However, Gao Yuan had already thought of this situation. Someone from each team was responsible for putting out the fire, so the injury was not serious.

Most of the others are fractures or external injuries. "You are lucky. These people are probably just nearby villagers with little experience. Otherwise, the seven or eight AKs and RPGs would be enough to cause most of your casualties."

"That's right." It was indeed fortunate that among these people, several Gao Yuan looked familiar. They seemed to have seen them when they went shopping in nearby villages sometimes.

“I would also like to thank you for coming in time, otherwise something would have happened.”

"You're welcome, I'm just here to see my oil field." Xu Chuan stopped Gao Yuan and looked around the area with interest, "Haha, mine."

The infrastructure has been built. It can be said that as long as some more equipment is installed, oil production can begin. However, a war is imminent here and production may not be possible in the short term.

But it doesn’t matter, it’s true that you can get it at a low price, and it also makes up for China’s losses. Although it may be less than 1%, Xu Chuan is still very pleased.

It can’t be said that I am taking advantage. If anyone dares to say so, I will personally throw the list of losses in his face.

“Boss, the corpses have been cleared out, seventeen corpses and four prisoners.” Zhang Biao waved a Molotov cocktail in his hand.

　　"Take this thing away from me." Xu Chuan took a few steps away. The ratio of gasoline and sugar was two to one, which made it very thick. This was a simple napalm bomb.

Of course, if you want to increase its power, you can also add magnesium powder. Because magnesium can burn in carbon dioxide, it cannot be extinguished with a carbon dioxide fire extinguisher.

  (There are other recipes, so I won’t write them down.)

"Uncle, I'm sorry, you can't rest yet. Organize your people to pack their bags and leave now." Xu Chuan looked at Gao Yuan apologetically, but it was better to be on the safe side and leave quickly, so that the injured could be treated as soon as possible. Get treatment.

Of course Gao Yuan understands this, "Our luggage has been packed and ready to go at any time."

When the news of being able to leave spread, all these workers were very excited, "Lao Gao, are you leaving now? Everyone has been busy in the middle of the night and can't invite anyone to have a good meal." This is the chef in the camp, holding two handfuls in his hand kitchen knife.

"It's too late, Lao Li. People are dead now. I don't know what will happen after dawn. Let's talk about it later when we have a chance."

“It’s such a big deal. I’ve already prepared the stuffing for my dumplings, so it’s all in vain.” Chef Li, who weighs about the same as Zhang Biao but is at least 30 centimeters shorter in height, is full of regret.

 “Hey, dumpling filling? Something like that?” Zhang Biao’s face was full of surprise.

 “Mutton and carrots.”

“Hey, that’s boring. Isn’t pickled cabbage and pork bad?” Zhang Biao felt even more regretful than him.

Chef Li looked at the Northeastern man in front of him and said, "You are really interesting. Where can I find pork in this place?"

 Zhang Biao scratched his head, "Boss, can you make dumplings?"

Xu Chuan glanced at him with the whites of his eyes, "Yes, what's the matter?"

 “Then let’s eat dumplings later?”

“I’ll give you something stuffed with grenades, and you won’t be able to eat it.”

 The workers began to carry their luggage onto the car, all ready and ready to evacuate at any time.

 Several girls were crying and saying, "I'll never come again."

More than fifty people all got on the bus, and several of the more seriously injured were fixed on the back seats. Gao Yuan counted the number of people for the last time.

The car door closed and looking at the car lights fading away, Xu Chuan said, "This is a bit strange. Even if no one from the consulate showed up, no one from the oil group came either. How much do you trust us?"

 Xu Chuan felt that at least there should be someone to confirm the specific situation.

“Maybe we are too busy.” Zhang Biao turned around and ran back to the camp, “Where is the canteen? Don’t waste the dumplings.”

　　"Tah, weren't you disgusted just now?" Two buses were escorted by two armed pickup trucks. On board were several people from Liu He. They had been doing this work recently and were very skilled.

 The rest is a group of people from the Lethal Force. Dimitri Vasily, the leader of the Lethal Force mercenary group, now has a good relationship with John Smith.

When this group of country bumpkins were in Yemen, their equipment was similar to that of beggars, and they were no better armed than those tribes, but now they have replaced their guns with cannons.

At Xu Chuan’s suggestion, they did not wear camouflage uniforms with Lao Maozi’s characteristics, but chose the U.S. Army’s UCP camouflage.

 They actually used A545 as weapons. I wonder if they were fooled by Casper. The other equipment was also very complete, including FAST helmets, night vision goggles, laser pointers, and high-power military radios.

There are at least three machine gunners in their team, using PKM and PKP, and two sniper teams. These people are basically from a VDV reconnaissance company. The level of tacit understanding and combat skills are indeed incredible. He is also very proficient in using equipment, and he can also parachute, so his abilities are very comprehensive.

Xu Chuan's idea was to put them here first to guard the oil fields. This was definitely a decision that was overqualified, but there was no way around it, he had no one in his hands.

He was also reflecting on whether his previous decision was wrong. Umbrella had a shortage of manpower in Yemen, but Xu Chuan never wanted to recruit because he had always wanted to transform and retain only elite personnel for high-value tasks.

 It's just that he ignored that most of the energy sources in the world, namely oil, are in the most chaotic place.

"Dimitri, give me some time, I will find enough manpower, and then you can take shifts." New people cannot be completely trusted, so it is better to lead the new with the old.

"No problem, you don't have to worry about here. As long as the supplies are enough, we can defend until the end of the world." After working with Umbrella several times, Dimitri already knew that although this young PMC boss is not like other companies Trying to deduct your commission like that is definitely cruel.

But it doesn’t matter, as long as he pays enough, lethal force will definitely make him feel that it is worth the money.

 (End of this chapter)