"Why didn't anyone take the initiative to express his willingness to accompany Wanlong Palace to overcome difficulties?"

"At this time, I'm just thinking about asking for money. Is the ungrateful wolf not as fucked as they are, right?"

Lu Haotian hurriedly said, "Lord, our subordinates are mercenaries themselves..."

"These people were special forces from various countries before. When they served allegiance to their motherland, they did have a strong sense of collective consciousness and collective honor..."

"But...but that's not a feeling that has been born in vain..."

"That is their love and loyalty to the motherland that they have accumulated since childhood, for twenty or thirty or even forty years..."

"But after they became mercenaries, their purpose was very simple, just to make money..."

Lu Haotian said so much, couldn't help but sigh, and said, "This is like those women who fell into the world. They talked about feelings before they went into the sea, but since they sold it, they just came to make money. If we don't give money and want them to talk about feelings with us, it would be really unrealistic..."

When Wan Pojun heard this, his expression turned red and white.

He naturally knew what Lu Hao said, and he also understood it.

If you don’t give money and want the mercenaries to serve you, that’s a dream.

However, he really can't accept any greater losses now.

If all the people are exposed, how can Wanlong Palace develop in the future?

But these people are really too merciless.

Just as something went wrong, I immediately asked that their normal salary must be paid at 70%.

For these tens of thousands of people, the salary cost per day will exceed 100 million US dollars.

In addition, the 15,000 Syrian people have to spend money to find ways to rescue them. In addition, the huge losses caused during the war have been caused, so this amount will increase by a factor of a significant increase.

The fucking thing is that now countries are unwilling to cooperate with Wanlong Palace, and their subsequent income has been almost completely cut off. Who knows when it will take a turn for the better?

If this continues, the losses from the past and after this time may not be able to suppress even a few billion US dollars.

Thinking of this, Wan Pojun felt extremely uncomfortable.

The Wanlong Palace encountered such a great difficulty, but he could not solve it immediately. This feeling of being out of reach made him even more painful.

At this time, Lu Haotian advised: "Master, I think you might as well agree to their request first. In extraordinary times, it is acceptable to spend more money. The American Blackwater Company has always wanted to poach our people. They have orders given by the White House in many countries in the Middle East and are short of staff. If we are unable to stabilize the morale of the army, I am afraid that they will directly switch jobs to Blackwater!"

Wan Pojun nodded coldly and said, "Just do what you said, let everyone take a break after they withdraw from the front line. During this period of rest, we will pay 70%. We will talk about other things when I go back!"

After saying that, Wan Pojun looked at the date on his watch again and said silently: "It's already April 2 today, and there are still the last three days left before the Qingming Festival. I will try to solve the problem on the Qingming Festival on April 5. On April 6, and at the latest on April 7, we can set off for Syria!"

"No problem!" Lu Haotian said without hesitation: "At that time, we will kill Yeling Mountain together and force the Ye family to give up Yeling Mountain, and move your parents' coffin into it immediately on April 6th!"
Chapter completed!