"Has been a soldier?" Xu Chuan looked up and down at Gao Yuan. He was about 45 years old and had a little fatter body.
"I used to be from the 13th Army. What about you?" Gao Yuan knew that these people were mercenaries, but they were all security personnel on the surface. The oil group had a lot of dealing with these people. Now some people in China have joined this industry for the sake of life.
"I'm not, I'm a wild way." Xu Chuan waved his hand.
"Gao Yuan, what's the name?" He stretched out his hand and was really grateful to the people in front of him.
"Bell Griers"
Gao Yuan nodded speechlessly as he listened to this standard Mandarin, "Understand, understand."
"How about casualties?", the emergency team on the other end of the phone asked anxiously.
"Fortunately, most of them were injured, no one died, but someone was burned, so we can't deal with it here." This group of workers was very lucky to meet a reliable middle-level manager.
The most serious thing is that the mould bottle he threw himself into his arms. However, Gao Yuan had long thought of this situation that there was someone in each group responsible for extinguishing the fire, but the injuries were not serious.
Most of the others are fractures or trauma. "You are lucky. These people are most likely to be just nearby villagers and have no experience. Otherwise, only those seven or eight AKs and RPGs will be enough for most of your casualties."
"That's right." It's indeed a blessing. Among these people, Gao Yuan looked familiar with each other. Sometimes he seemed to have seen them when he went to nearby villages to buy things.
"Thank you for coming in time, otherwise something will happen."
"You have to be welcome, I'm just here to see my oil field." Xu Chuan stopped Gao Yuan and looked around intriguedly, "Haha, mine."
The infrastructure has been built, and it can be said that as long as some equipment is installed, oil production can be started, but here will be faced with war soon and production may not be possible in the short term.
But it doesn't matter. It's true that you get it at a low price, and it also makes up for some of China's losses. Although it may be less than one percent, Xu Chuan is still quite pleased.
This can’t be said that you have taken advantage of it. If anyone dares to say it, he will throw the loss list in his face with his own hands.
"Boss, the body has been cleared out, seventeen corpses and four prisoners." Zhang Biao was swaying in his hand with a mobilizer.
"Damn, keep this thing away from me." Xu Chuan moved a few steps away. The ratio of gasoline and sugar was two to one, which seemed 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, so it cannot be extinguished with a carbon dioxide fire extinguisher.
(There are other recipes, I won't write them.)
"Uncle, sorry, you can't rest yet. Organize your people to pack their luggage and leave now." Xu Chuan looked at Gao Yuan apologetically. It's better to leave quickly. It's better to get treatment as soon as possible.
Gao Yuan certainly understood this, "Our luggage has been sorted out and can leave at any time."
The news of his ability to leave spread, and all the workers were excited, "Lao Gao, let's leave now? Everyone was busy in the middle of the night and could not invite someone to have a good meal." This was the chef in the camp, holding two kitchen knives in his hand.
"It's too late. Old Li, now that he's dead, I don't know what happened after dawn. I'll talk about it later if I have the chance."
"It's a big deal, I'm ready for the dumpling stuffing, and I'm not all trashed." Chef Li, who weighs about the same as Zhang Biao, but Chef Li, who is at least 30 cm in height, looks full of regret.
"Hey, dumpling stuffing? What's the matter?" Zhang Biao looked surprised.
"Must carrots."
"Hey, it's boring, isn't sauerkraut pork good?" Zhang Biao was even more regretful than him.
Chef Li looked at the Northeastern man in front of him, "You are so 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 white of his eyes, "How about it?"
"Then let's eat dumplings later?"
"I'll give you a grenade filling, you can't eat it."
The workers began to carry their luggage into the car, ready to evacuate at any time.
Several girls cried and said, "Never come again."
More than fifty people all got on the bus, and several seriously injured were fixed on the back seats. Gao Yuan counted the number of people for the last time.
The car door closed, looking at the headlights gradually fading away, Xu Chuan said, "This is a bit strange. Forget it, the people from the consulate did not show up, and the people from the oil group did not come. How trust does he trust us?"
Xu Chuan thinks at least someone should be there to determine the specific situation.
"Maybe it's too busy." Zhang Biao turned around and ran back to the camp, "Where is the cafeteria? Don't waste dumplings."
"Damn, didn't you still dislike it just now?" Two buses were escorted by two armed pickup trucks. Liu He and others were on the bus. They have been doing these jobs recently and are very skilled.
What remains is a group of people with deadly force, Dimitry Vasily, the leader of the Deadly Force Mercenary Group, and now has a good relationship with John Smith.
When these local beggars were in Yemen, they were equipped with similar equipment as beggars, not much better than those tribes, but now they have already replaced the cannons.
At Xu Chuan's suggestion, they did not wear camouflage uniforms with Russian characteristics, but chose the UCP camouflage of the US Army.
They actually used the A545 weapon. I don’t know if they were fooled by Casper. They also have complete equipment, including FAST helmets, night vision instruments, laser indicators, and high-power military radio stations.
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. They have no tacit understanding and combat skills. They are also very proficient in using various equipment, and they can parachute down and have very comprehensive abilities.
Xu Chuan's idea was to put them here first and guard the oil field. This was definitely a decision to use slightest power, but there was no way, he had no one in his hands.
He was also reflecting on whether his previous decision was wrong. When he was in Yemen, Umbrella had a problem of insufficient staff, but Xu Chuan had never wanted to recruit because he had always wanted to transform and only retain elite personnel for high-value tasks.
But he ignored the fact that most of the energy, that is, oil, in the most chaotic place in the world.
"Dimitri, give me some time, I will find enough staff, and then you can take turns." It is impossible for newcomers to fully trust them, so it is better to lead the new with the old.
"No problem, you don't have to worry about this place. As long as there is enough supply, we can stay until the end of the world." After working with Umbrella a few times, Dimitri already knew that although this young PMC company boss did not try every means to deduct your commission like other companies, he could definitely be called ruthless.
Chapter completed!