"Heh, it's never been peaceful there." I said nonchalantly.

"This time it was different, NATO launched a war against the Federal Republic of Yugoslavia, and they were ready to send special forces to infiltrate the Kosovo region to reconnoiter military strike targets, and we received a contract from the Yankees." Charlie took a document from his subordinate and handed it to me.

I took the contract and flipped through it, and the general content was that we would send an elite team into Kosovo with the US special forces and the British special forces, to carry out reconnaissance missions, without having to fight on the front line, and the goal was to find important military targets hidden by Yugoslav government forces, including armored units, air defense facilities, supply lines, logistics centers, and military bases hidden in the shadows.

I wasn't interested, but when I saw the numbers behind, I couldn't help but feel a little moved, this is a contract worth $30 million, and of course the level of danger is also the highest level.

At the end of the contract, there is a note that if the mission fails, they can only pay half of the commission, this is a reconnaissance operation deep behind enemy lines, except for ourselves There are enemies everywhere, failure means death, and that half of the commission is a death pension for us.

"How? This is a great opportunity for the Avengers, the world's most famous mercenaries are gathering in Kosovo, if you can make a contribution in this battle, the next issue of the mercenary magazine may have your name, the word Avenger is likely to appear on the mercenary list, and by then, the contract will continue to be sent. ”

Charlie has a good calculation, he wants to use this war as a springboard to make us famous, as long as he makes a name for himself in the mercenary world, he is eligible to fight for a bigger contract.

"Mercenary list? What's that? "I was intrigued by those three words that I overheard.

"Originally, a war correspondent collected the information and achievements of major mercenaries, and the list was published in a military magazine, and then gradually became the standard for judging the strength of mercenaries, although this list may not be accurate, but every mercenary is proud of being on the list." Charlie explained.

"I see!" I nodded, I didn't expect there to be such a list, I only heard that there are rankings for special forces in various countries, and it turns out that mercenaries also have them, I really want to know who is more powerful in comparison with the troops on these two lists, the same soldiers, whether the mercenaries are strong or the soldiers are strong, I'm afraid this problem can only be seen on the battlefield.

"How? When are you going to go? Charlie asked me excitedly.

"Go? Where to go? "I deliberately pretended to be confused.

"Nonsense, of course it's going to Kosovo, the contract has been received, do you want to give up 30 million dollars?" Charlie glared at me.

"I'm sorry boss, my subordinates were seriously injured in Somalia and their lives are dying, and the brothers are tired from the continuous fighting and need to rest for a while, so we don't plan to take on the mission for a month." I shrugged my shoulders and looked helpless.

Charlie was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting me to make such a decision, he thought for a moment and said: "It's okay, the wounded warriors can stay here to recuperate, if there are not enough people, I can send a team to help you." ”

I looked at Charlie and thought to myself, did I already start to doubt me, so I tried every possible way to get rid of me, on the one hand, I could make money for him, and on the other hand, I could prevent me from doing anything to him, but from his eyes, I only saw the excitement of facing the war, and there was no smell of conspiracy.

Actually, I'm not very interested in 30 million dollars, but I'm very interested in the mercenary list, and the Avengers mercenaries must be on the list, for the glory of being a warrior, and for the sake of future development, it is not in vain that we have suffered for eight years.

The only problem was that the mission was in conflict with our plan, but if you think about it, it would take at least a month for Rakshasa to move freely, and we couldn't do it while she was recuperating, and a month was enough time for us to complete the mission.

Thinking of this, I looked at Charlie and said, "At present, there is indeed a shortage of manpower, and there are only eight people who can fight, and I need your support." ”

"No problem!" Charlie agreed, but was interrupted by a raised hand.

"I want the elite, and those ordinary mercenaries under your command will only drag us down." I accentuated the tone of the word elite.

"Of course, ordinary fighters can't perform such a dangerous mission." Charlie looked confident.

"I'm curious, how many teams do you have?" I asked tentatively.

"You're definitely not the only one with a good squad." Charlie laughed.

I heard a little warning in this sentence, as if to remind me not to think that I am irreplaceable.

Charlie looked down at his watch and said, "They're almost there, come with me to see your new teammates!" ”

"It's a subordinate!" I stood up and reminded him in an unmistakable tone.

"OK, whatever you want!" Charlie shrugged, got up and left the room with a group of people.

Phoenix, who had been standing at the window, also put down his glass at this time and walked out with me.

The group took the elevator to the first floor and walked towards the tarmac behind the company.

Charlie's bodyguards protected him in the middle along the way, these people are all bodyguards who have been carefully selected through special training, and their combat effectiveness may not be as good as ours, but the protectors are definitely experts, and they can be seen from the angle from which they are standing, and they are almost all possible shooting angles of the sniper.

The task of the bodyguards is not to kill the enemy, but to protect the employer, their job is to block all possible attacks for the employer, use their bodies as shields, to put it bluntly, they are to block bullets, obviously, these people around Charlie are very professional.

With these people, it was not so easy to kill Charlie, and I was thinking in my heart that a transport plane flew from a distance, hovering overhead, and the huge propeller rolled up gusts of wind, blowing dust on the ground.

I squinted slightly and looked up, only to see the transport plane slowly land on the tarmac, and a moment later, the hatch opened, and a group of soldiers jumped out of the cabin.

The equipment on these people is uniformly American, unlike us who all choose weapons according to their own preferences.

The rifles in their hands are all M4 of the US Army, the camouflage of the Marine Corps, Kevlar helmets, American Interceptor body armor, jungle combat boots, the sniper uses the M24 sniper rifle, and the fireman holds an M249 light machine gun, all of American equipment.

A group of eight members is a complete special operations team.

They came up to Charlie and stood in formation, as if to be reviewed.

I took a closer look at it from the side, and secretly applauded in my heart, judging from the appearance, it is indeed an elite squad, especially the momentum and the killing intent in the eyes, which can only be possessed by warriors who have been baptized and tempered on the battlefield.

"Okay, right?" Charlie looked at me with a smile.

"It looks okay, but I don't know if I have real skills." I deliberately made a disapproving expression.

As expected, those people were not happy when they heard this, they were mercenaries, and there were not so many military regulations and military discipline constraints, Charlie was the boss and could give some face, but he was not so good-tempered in the face of me, a stranger.

"Boss, where did this kid come from, is he afraid of a long life?" A guy who seemed to be the leader glared at me in an unkind tone.

Charlie didn't answer, he looked at me slightly embarrassed, I smiled and stepped forward and said, "My name is Shura, and I may become your commander, but my team doesn't collect waste." ”