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"It's not Manfred's government troops, I don't know it's the mercenary group!" Mayweather quickly reported what happened to Joseph.
"You are such a piece of trash!"
After Joseph cursed mercilessly, he was silent for a moment and said coldly: "Now you stay where you are and defend. No matter what happens, don't attack rashly! In three days, I can rush over! Remember! Are you staying?”
"Remember, remember." Mayweather replied quickly.
After hanging up the phone, Joseph's face didn't look good either. His Death Scythe mercenary group can still withstand a hundred warriors.
What surprised him most was who was the person behind the sneak attack? Or which mercenary group
He had already figured out the situation around Ludawang. Outside of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, there was no famous mercenary group.
And it’s not government troops, so who could it be? Could it be that there were other mercenary groups who got the news from Beveridge and rushed ahead of him to occupy the gold mine? This is possible.
Don't consider the four major mercenary groups and exclude them. Because if the four major mercenary groups take action, they will not adopt such a sneak attack. They can kill all their vanguard troops casually. It is not just a matter of just killing a hundred people.
Are those the other three mercenary groups among the four small mercenary groups? Spanish Foreign Legion? No, they recently occupied an oil field in the Middle East and have no extra troops.
Dark Alliance? Thinking of this, Joseph shook his head. The Dark Alliance is more of a killer organization than mercenaries, and assassination is their specialty.
The only one left is the Black Dragon Mercenary Group, and it is very likely that they are them.
…
The leading troops of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group have already shrunk. Under Zhang Feng's order, the two special forces of Black and White, together with the Blood Slaughter Brigade, quickly cleaned up the battlefield.
Firearms, ammunition, food, medicine and water were not spared. As for the jewelry and cash on the corpse, all was collected.
Everyone gathered together again, and Zhang Feng said directly: "In this battle, all the spoils belong to you personally, but remember, it's just this once!"
The soldiers of the two special forces, Black and White, didn't think anything of it. After all, they had no concept of money at all.
The twelve men of the Blood Slaughter Brigade were all very happy. They could get a reward of 10,000 US dollars for killing a mercenary, and now the trophies they collected were theirs.
This was also Zhang Feng's deliberate move. These twelve people had just surrendered, and he had to win them over, otherwise he would lose another third of the force he had in hand.
At this time, he also said: "Tell me about the casualties."
"One person from the Hei Wuchang Special Forces team died!" Goshawk said, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. All of Hei Wuchang's warriors were personally selected and trained by him, and they have deep feelings.
"Bai Wuchang Special Forces, one person was slightly injured and zero were killed." Hound said.
"Blood massacre brigade, zero casualties." The gigolo said solemnly. The Blood Massacre Brigade had four heavy machine guns in its hands. They fired at the opponent at the same time and had no ability to resist, so they did not cause any casualties.
Zhang Feng nodded and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
There are only about thirty people in total that he can use now, and every casualty is one less. You must pay the minimum price to obtain the maximum benefit, otherwise even if you can completely wipe out the target, it will be meaningless.
The gigolo said at this time: "Madman, what should we do next? After this blow, the target will probably shrink completely."
Goshawk interjected: "Captain, how about we just kill them all in one go?"
Zhang Feng's brows furrowed slightly, thinking in his mind about how he could completely kill the shrunken Death Scythe mercenary group, and he had to pay the minimum price, otherwise the gain would not be worth the loss.
"Let me think about it carefully! Don't worry! Order everyone to rest!" Zhang Feng did not answer immediately.
After finishing speaking, he turned to the gigolo and said, "Your blood-slaying brigade is left to you."
The gigolo knew what he meant, nodded, stood up and walked towards the blood massacre team resting in the distance.
Walked over, sat down, glanced at the twelve men, smiled, and said: "Now that you have completed the requirement of annihilating three enemies, you are now considered a member of the Huangquan Mercenary Group! From today on, every one of you will The individual will enjoy an annual salary of one hundred thousand US dollars and other benefits of the Huangquan Mercenary Group!"
The mercenaries all looked happy, and what they were most satisfied with was their annual salary of one hundred thousand dollars.
And there’s also a promise of $10,000 for a head!
Some people noticed the benefits he mentioned and asked: "Report, Captain Gigolo, what do you mean by benefits just now?"
"That's a good question! To put it bluntly, now we all put our heads on our belts and trade our lives for money. No one knows which day we will fall. Therefore, the Huangquan Mercenary Group will provide death Pension! Two years' salary! When you return to the station, you will report the beneficiary to me. If an accident occurs, the money will be sent to the corresponding beneficiary!" the gigolo replied.
The expressions on the faces of the mercenaries were frozen, and they had only enjoyed the death pension in the regular army. This was not the case in the mercenary group.
Exchange your life for money. If you have life, you will have money. Without life, there is no money. It's that simple, yet equally cold-blooded and cruel!
And the mercenaries did not pop out from the cracks in the rocks. They had parents on them. Many of the mercenaries were even family members, and some even had children!
Once they were killed in battle, their parents were left alone, their wives widowed, and their children orphaned.
The death pension will become their support for future life.
The twelve mercenaries were forced to surrender to the Underworld Mercenary Group, and were attracted by the salary of 100,000 US dollars to stay. Now the death pension allows them to completely integrate into the Underworld Mercenary Group from the bottom of their hearts.
The gigolo's voice reached Zhang Feng's ears through the wireless microphone. He did not discuss the death pension with Zhang Feng, but proposed it on his own initiative.
Hearing his words, Zhang Feng's eyes also lit up. Why didn't he think of this
Only better benefits can attract more veterans to join the Huangquan Mercenary Group, and can also strengthen the cohesion of the team. The increase in cohesion will be directly reflected in the team's collective combat effectiveness!
"Nice job!" He couldn't help but praise the gigolo through the wireless microphone.
The gigolo sneered twice and scolded with a smile: "Madman, I think we should have a senior business management talent to manage the mercenary group the same way we manage a business!"
"Fuck! I think your method will work! We will go public by then, hahaha." Zhang Feng said with a smile.
The two of them had no idea that a joke would become a reality in the future.