The Cossack village, covered with corpses and blood, was engulfed in a raging fire. The fire covered the blood, and the thick smoke diluted the blood.

Pofra, the leader of the warrior merchant group, and a group of masked people walked towards the jeep parked to the west from the flame-shrouded existence, chatting affectionately as they walked.

"There are two hundred and fifty-seven in total, sixty-nine adult men, the total should be 291,500 US dollars." Povra showed a smile on his face.

"This is 300,000 yuan. It's very well done." A masked man in a suit handed Povra a heavy box.

"Haha, as long as you are satisfied, that's fine, as long as you are satisfied, I will be at your service at any time." With a smile on his fat face, Pofra watched the group of people get into the car and drive away.

After weighing the box, Pofra walked to his jeep, smiled and drove towards the mercenary station. He made a lot of money this time. In addition to a settlement fee and mission bonus, he earned more than 200,000 yuan.

US dollars, very good, I will have to find a business like this next time.

In the mercenary station, Zhao Ziyang placed the goddess on the bed and sat quietly in Povra's room, waiting for the arrival of the warrior leader. He sat there like a dead man, motionless, only occasionally turning his eyes.

The mercenaries were dragged to the training ground by Hanks. Not even a sentry was left behind. There were only Zhao Ziyang and the sleeping goddess in the entire warrior station.

The buzz of the car sounded, and Bovla drove the car into the area of ​​his mercenary group. After jumping out of the car, he happily carried the black box and walked toward his room while humming a pleasant tune.

When he walked into his room, he found Zhao Ziyang sitting there quietly. But he was not unhappy at all, and he didn't mind at all if others entered his room when he left.

"Haha, hell, we made a lot of money this time, hahaha..." Pofra patted the black box full of US dollars and walked towards his desk with a smile.

With a "click" sound, the black box was opened, revealing the colorful and brand-new banknotes inside.

"Hell, look, it's all in U.S. dollars." Pofra turned the box in the direction of Zhao Ziyang and said happily: "You can take as much as you want. I like you. You are a person who does great things. Follow me.

You don’t have to worry about anything. As long as you work hard, we will have endless money, haha. Money is a good thing. With so much money, what else do we have to fear? Tell me, Lafite

The red wine from Seal Manor, the cigars from Cuba, the charming French girls, we can have whatever we want. This is all the charm of money. Yes, only money is the most attractive, and its charm is big enough to make anyone

Fall in love with it deeply!”

Pofra let out bursts of emotion, and his emotion was also the emotion of many people. Don't say that money is not omnipotent, you should define it as omnipotent; don't say that money can only buy the body but not the heart.

, when you use your damn money to support this body until you have no money, then your heart will naturally be bought by you. This is the magic of money, which will never change!

"Beautiful women and a bounty of 1,500 US dollars are not far away, as long as you can deliver a Cossack's head to the grassland, right?" Zhao Ziyang made a deep voice, and then said: "The head of an adult Cossack man is worth 1,500 US dollars.

, the others are all 1,000 US dollars. The more you kill, the more money you get. The Chechen armed forces are never short of money, right?"

Pofra, who was a little unsure of what Zhao Ziyang meant, burst into laughter.

"Hahaha..." The laughing Bobla walked towards Zhao Ziyang and said quite naturally: "So you already knew this, hahahaha, yes, I mainly make money from this, not just me,

Many people are using this to make money? You have to know that there are thousands of ways to make money. As long as we master one, we can make a lot of money and become rich, hahahaha..."

Zhao Ziyang was not stupid at all. He had thought of this small advertisement that was spread all over the North Caucasus from the beginning of the massacre. The businessman Povra undoubtedly used the mercenaries he recruited to kill Cossack civilians and exchanged the lives of these civilians for bounties.

He is not afraid of the Cossacks' revenge. If he has money, he can fly away to a place at any time and hide his name. He doesn't need to kill too many. Killing 10,000 of the 30 million Cossacks will be enough for him to eat and drink for a lifetime.

"Well, this method of making money is very simple and low-cost. Each mercenary is issued an AK47 for two hundred dollars, and the bullets are given as a gift. By the way, two sets of low-quality camouflage uniforms cost up to fifty dollars, plus shoes. As for shoes.

It doesn’t cost much to eat, drink and have sex every day. This is a business that is sure to make a profit, but you just have to take a little risk." Zhao Ziyang said to Pofra thoughtfully, as if he was thinking about how to maximize profits.

.

"Hahaha, hell, you are indeed the person I value most." Pofra nodded with satisfaction, stretched out a finger and shook it, and said very mysteriously: "Actually, you don't have to take any risks at all. Cossacks hire

The soldiers dare not come here because they know who is really behind this mercenary station!"

"Aren't they Chechen armed forces?" Zhao Ziyang raised his head with a mocking expression.

"Of course not!" Povra opened his eyes and said loudly: "If it were Chechen armed forces, I am afraid that the iron hoofs of Cossack mercenaries would have leveled this place long ago!"

"Oh?" Zhao Ziyang pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth and asked softly: "Then who do you think is behind the scenes here?"

Pofra looked at the door, walked out, looked around, and closed the door with a nervous and mysterious expression on his face.

"Let me tell you, the backstage here is the Armed Forces of God... uh..."

"Poof!" The sound of a sharp blade entering the body came out, and Pofra's fat face showed pain and confusion. The severe pain in his chest made him unable to even speak.

He felt the hot liquid in his body spurting out. As the liquid flowed rapidly, his head began to feel dizzy, and his hands and feet gradually became cold.

"Poof!" Another knife stabbed deeply.

"Well!……"

Zhao Ziyang stood up, pinched Povra's neck and pushed him onto the box of U.S. dollars, with a thick smile on his face.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"...

One knife after another was stabbed into Pofra's chest, and the blood splattered stained Zhao Ziyang's cheeks red, making his smile look extremely hideous and terrifying.

With a "crash", Povra slipped to the ground, and a box of US dollars was dumped on him, stained with blood, and turned into a coquettish red color.

"Shh..." Zhao Ziyang whistled, slowly took off his coat, washed his face and hands carefully, then opened the door and walked out, standing high on the second floor, waiting for the arrival of the warriors.

After a short time, the warriors, led by Hanks, returned to the warrior station and stood in a queue on the open ground, staring at Zhao Ziyang's blood-stained combat boots.

"Warriors, our beloved regiment leader Mr. Pofra was assassinated just now by an assassin." Zhao Ziyang said loudly: "The assassin was very vicious and I couldn't catch up. So unfortunately, our regiment leader Mr. Pofra has left us forever.

go……"

The mercenaries didn't speak, they were all waiting quietly for Zhao Ziyang to say more. They more or less guessed what was going on, but no one could say it, they could only keep it buried in their hearts.

"But Mr. Pobla has considered the matter very carefully. Before he died, he told me that Hanks would be the leader of the group, and he would use part of the money as incentive bonuses for the warriors to train these days. Let us thank Mr. Pofra for his wise decision.

Applaud!”

"Pah, pah, pah..." Zhao Ziyang clapped his hands.

The mercenaries looked at each other and clapped their hands. In the end, the applause became more and more enthusiastic and overflowing, just like a happy event.

"Okay!" Zhao Ziyang waved his hand to stop the applause and said loudly: "Now we invite Captain Hanks of our Warrior Mercenary Group to speak!"

There was a "wow" and applause. There was no need for Zhao Ziyang to say anything at this moment. This group of mercenaries was particularly self-conscious.

Hanks looked at Zhao Ziyang with a trace of confusion in his eyes. However, he did not hesitate too much and started speaking directly to the mercenaries.

"First of all, I would like to thank Captain Pobla for trusting me. I think the first thing I do when I become the leader is to avenge Captain Pofra!" Hanks gritted his teeth and clenched his fists and said solemnly: "This is a blood feud.

, If we don’t avenge this, where will the face of our warrior mercenary group be? The enemy is an assassin, and I am sure that in this station, I can conclude that it must be a mercenary group that is tit-for-tat with us!"

Zhao Ziyang on the side was almost laughing to death. He liked Hanks more and more. Damn it, this is not the way to make nonsense. It is good that you knew in advance that Pofra was killed, but you damn

I'm leading someone to the training ground. Oh my god, no, this guy Hanks is too cute. I can't stand it anymore. Take a breath...

Zhao Ziyang turned around and ran outside, unable to hold back his laughter. This smile made the mercenaries understand more what was going on. It's a pity that they didn't dare to speak. Besides, you didn't see it with your own eyes.

Come on, that's even more unspeakable.

"I will promulgate the discipline of our warrior mercenary group, but before promulgating the discipline, I have to tell everyone good news." Hanks smiled slightly and said: "Your salary will increase. No one can participate in the mission for five hundred dollars a day.

There are subsidies, and the subsidies are given according to the nature of the tasks. They will only be more, not less!"

Hearing this, the mercenaries became excited and looked in disbelief. They did not expect that the first thing the new leader would do after taking office was to increase the money, and the increase was crazy.

"But -" Hanks stretched the company and said very seriously: "Those who fail to train will be kicked out, those who do not obey discipline will be kicked out, and those who do not obey orders will be kicked out!"

The mercenaries stopped talking, but the heat in their eyes did not diminish at all. Such treatment was unimaginable in their dreams, and they had to work hard for the money!

Hanks announced the discipline here one by one, and selected another instructor as the deputy leader. In addition, the mercenaries were divided into groups, and each combat group established a captain.

After finishing these things, he casually asked two mercenaries to take Pofra's body outside and dig a hole and bury it, so as not to pollute the air here.

The Warriors mercenary group was completely purged, and some of the mercenaries were killed, including another instructor. The Warriors now have the appearance of a real mercenary group, but they are still third-rate in a short period of time.

Zhao Ziyang couldn't see the day when the Warriors would become a first-class mercenary group. The situation was developing extremely smoothly. Who dared to stop him from leaving now? So he prepared to return home as quickly as possible, but the night before going back, the goddess walked in
Chapter completed!