"What are you going to do?"

Qin Lang slowly raised his head and looked at O'Connor, who was sitting across from him, with a confused expression. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "What to do?" ”

"It's the same thing you said last time in the hospital, forming air units." "I've been thinking about it for a week, but I never know what to do," O'Connor said. ”

"Like I've already said, first of all, we have to wait for the right aircraft to be designed, to complete the test flight, to be put into mass production, and then to train the pilots—"

"That's not my problem."

"So, what's your problem?" Qin Lang asked.

"The size of this air unit, the way it is formed, the command system, and so on." O'Connor spread his hands, "I don't have a clue about these specific issues. ”

"Because you don't have experience in managing and commanding an aviation unit."

"So I want to know your plans."

"Unfortunately, I don't have concrete plans right now - I haven't started thinking about them yet. Sean, it's too early to think about these issues, we won't be officially forming an air unit until a few years later, and the actual situation at that time is likely to make the arrangements we make now no longer suitable. ”

"Ah......h

After a prolonged, abrupt sigh, O'Connor fell silent—Qin Lang was right, he agreed with him, but then there was nothing worth discussing between the two of them—at least not yet. There were no questions about their work, careers, and plans, but now was not the right time to discuss personal topics, as the documents on Qin Lang's desk amply illustrated.

At such times, there is only one solution that is appropriate.

O'Connor stood up. "In that case, I think I should leave—"

"Wait, Sean." Qin Lang stopped him, motioned for him to sit down, and said to him at the same time: "There is one thing, I originally planned to tell you a little later, but since you are already here, I don't need to wait that long." ”

Now, it was O'Connor's turn to be confused and strange—in fact, if it weren't for Qin Lang's normal tone, and some of the usual understatements, he might still be worried—he sat back in his chair, waited a few seconds, and then asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"I'm planning to make a readjustment to the mercenaries."

"In what ways?"

"All aspects. New tasks, new units, new ways of organizing, new management models. Sean, this is going to be a radical adjustment, a massive change. ”

"Sounds like an exciting plan."

"In general, yes." Qin Lang smiled and continued, "But in some ways, not everyone will be excited. ”

Or the agitation that produces another meaning. He thought, shrugged his shoulders to himself, and didn't say the part.

However, O'Connor has worked with him for many years, is familiar with his style, and can be keenly aware of some of his small gestures and hints in his words, although he does not know what he has not said, but his second sentence still makes him realize the complexity of the problem.

"What's that doesn't excite everyone?" He asked.

Another shrug, and the tone, of course, was understated. "The number of regimental combat teams of mercenaries will be reduced from the current eight to one."

"What!"

An expected reaction, as just mentioned, another meaning of agitation. Qin Lang happily looked at his partner who had almost bounced off the chair, his fingers tapping on the armrest of the chair, waiting, and after a brief silence, he heard his equally expected question.

"Why?"

Qin Lang's eyebrows raised. "Why not?"

The rhetorical question gave O'Connor a sense of distraction. Why the layoffs? Why can't we lay off employees? REASONABLE ANSWERS CAN BE FOUND TO BOTH QUESTIONS: THE MERCENARY MISSION IN THE PHILIPPINES HAS ENDED, BUT THE LATEST NEWS IS THAT THE WAR DEPARTMENT DOES NOT PLAN TO SIGN ANOTHER CONTRACT, AND IT IS UNLIKELY THAT THE COMPANY WILL RECEIVE SIMILAR BUSINESS FROM THE US OR OTHER GOVERNMENTS FOR A LONG TIME IN THE FORESEEABLE FUTURE. All of the company's mercenaries are highly trained and professional military personnel, valuable assets that have not yet been put to good use, and their dismissal would be immeasurable; At the same time, Qin Lang's time choice was too tight, and his steps were too big.

Reducing the number of regimental combat teams from eight to one, and cutting at least 20,000 mercenaries, his actions are comparable to those of congressmen in Washington.

O'Connor couldn't figure out why Qin Lang had such a plan, but he didn't plan to think about it, it would give him a headache, and he didn't like that feeling at all.

He decided to let Qin Lang announce the answer himself.

First of all, though.

"Lay off at least 20,000 men, Qin, I always thought you were going to intervene in the military conflict between Russia and Japan, but it looks like I made a mistake."

Qin Lang did not deny O'Connor's mistake. "I never intended to engage our mercenaries in a war that was destined to result in heavy casualties. If we intervene in it on a large scale, a single battle can cost us several thousand people, and only if the Russians or the Japanese do not use mercenaries as cannon fodder. After a pause, he continued, "Of course, we have a contract with the Russians, but only to send a small number of personnel to train the Russians in the use and help them use armored vehicles, I think that's the only way we can intervene, there is no need to look for another one." ”

O'Connor was silent for a moment because of embarrassment, then returned to the previous topic. "So, layoffs, what is your starting point?"

"That's what you know, Sean." Qin Lang said, "Maybe you think that our mercenaries are so good that dismissing them will cause us serious losses that are difficult to assess, but in fact, compared to the benefits brought by dismissing them, this loss is only insignificant, and the new operating model can effectively avoid it." ”

"How to circumvent it?"

"I haven't told you about the company's new operating model, have I?"

"Of course not." O'Connor remembers it very well - it happened just a few minutes ago, and no one will forget it so quickly - that the topic started with the "not everyone gets excited" part, and now it seems to move on to the "exciting" part.

Qin Lang nodded and began to explain his plan. "It's actually very simple, we are reducing the size of the combat force, reducing the proportion of direct military operations in the company's total business, increasing the proportion of military advisers, training of military units and law enforcement agencies, commercial security, and VIP security, and opening new special operations operations. Therefore, instead of dismissing all over 20,000 people, we can transfer a part of our mercenaries to these business units. ”

"How many people do you think you can turn around?" O'Connor asked. Of course, his own feelings about this are not optimistic: the military advisory service accepts only retired mid-ranking and senior officers; The training business unit, the VIP security business unit and the special operations business unit that will be set up will only accept a few hundred people at most, and they will certainly be the best mercenaries; Finally, in the commercial security business sector, there have been not many mercenaries willing to join the sector, as the salary level in this sector is significantly lower than that of the combat unit, and there is no additional income.

There may be many people who make new choices in the face of unemployment pressure, but compared to the total number of mercenaries, there are not too many such people.

"Three thousand, or four thousand, maybe." Qin Lang shrugged his shoulders again.

"Then we still have to cut 17,000 people, at least." After a pause, O'Connor then asked, "How many men do you intend to leave in the combat unit?" ”

This is not a random question. It was just now that O'Connor suddenly realized that he might have been misled by Qin Lang. A regimental-level combat team, according to the current establishment, it has more than 3,000 mercenaries, and he initially thought so, but Qin Lang did not clearly indicate whether this retained regimental-level combat team would continue to use the current establishment.

Maybe it will remain the same size, maybe it will shrink, maybe it will expand. Out of his personal wishes, O'Connor wanted to see the last outcome, but the decision was in Qin Lang's hands.

And he has already made a decision.

"If you're referring to the regimental combat team that's going to be retained, three thousand." He gave a number, and then another, "but there will be five thousand people in the entire military operations department." ”

"I don't understand ......"

"The extra 2,000 men are responsible for providing administrative, intelligence, logistical and transport services to the combatants. Of course, this is not ideal. ”

"What is an ideal state?"

"A thousand men fight, four thousand provide support."

"Are you kidding?"

"Nope."

For a moment, O'Connor didn't know what to say, what to say about Qin Lang's plan—but in the end, he thought of it. "Hell, Qin, if it goes according to your assumptions, we won't have anyone to carry out military service missions!"

"Actually, we do." Qin Lang said seriously, with an explanation, "We will dismiss more than 10,000 mercenaries, but not simply dismiss these people, we will record their names, addresses and communication methods, and then recall them when necessary and sign a short-term contract......

"And finally, kick them out when they're done - how many people do you think would be willing to accept that?"

"Many, or rather, most." Qin Lang changed into a tone that was by no means joking, "A short-term employment contract can provide these mercenaries with a variety of options, if they are unwilling to accept a certain task, or do not have time to accept it, they can not accept it, and they will not be forced to accept it by the company." At the same time, because they are not permanent employees of a single company, they can also work in multiple companies, which will give them more opportunities to perform tasks, unlike their peers who are fixed in one company and spend most of their time doing nothing and only receiving the lowest basic salary. ”

He paused for a moment, waiting for O'Connor to have time to understand what he was saying, and then began to joke again. "Maybe they can also start their own security service company, or act as mercenary intermediaries, and then we can subcontract some of the less important business to them."

"Oh, it looks like you're looking out for the mercenaries." O'Connor was tempted to make a mocking comment, after all, that assumption was not entirely in line with Qin Lang's style—although he couldn't say what it did and what it didn't—but after thinking about it again, he swallowed it back and changed it to another one. "And what about the company's interests? Since mercenaries are given more opportunities to choose their missions, it also means that we may not be able to recall many people when we need them. ”

"It's happening, but we have another option, temporary."

Qin Lang laughed in his heart. Temporary workers are always an option worth considering, and they are ideal, because the cost of using them has always been low: Colombian contractors working for Blackwater have complained that they were hired for $4,000 a month, but when they were hired, their monthly salary immediately became $2,700, and when they arrived in Iraq, it became $1,000 a month - although these Colombian temporary workers were not the lowest-paid, as there were also South American temporary workers with a salary of 500 a month, hired by another company In contrast to these people, retired SEAL Scott, who was burned to black charcoal in Fallujah and appeared on television. Helvinstin was scheduled to be paid $60,000 for two months, and he wasn't the highest-paid contractor yet.

A retired SEAL can hire 30 or even 60 temporary workers, and in the vast majority of the time, a retired SEAL performs far less than 30 temporary workers - let alone 60 - so why not use temporary workers?

Qin Lang retracted his thoughts, and continued: "In addition to the price, there is another advantage of using foreign temporary workers, you don't have to worry too much about their casualties, you don't have to pay much compensation, you don't have to worry about their families, there will be no follow-up reports in the newspaper, or even no reports at all. ”

"It sounds like a good thing, but the only problem is the combat capability of these temporary workers." O'Connor still shook his head, "Maybe it only takes a week for them to ruin UMBRELLA's reputation." ”

"Unless we don't do any vetting when we recruit mercenaries, there will never be the kind of situation you fear" - he means O'Connor's concern is unwarranted - "Maybe the temps we recruit are less effective than the mercenaries we train, but they are certainly up to their jobs." ”

"Maybe you're right, Qin, but ......" After a moment's hesitation, O'Connor gave up on his first question. When are you going to formally propose this layoff plan. ”

"Soon." A few seconds later, Qin Lang added, "Next week." (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )