That night, more than a dozen buses drove into the harbor, and then groups of young men gathered under the leadership of their captains, and then the so-called Zhenyala people boarded the Black Mermaid in a procession and sat down quietly in the hold.

After confirming that all of the guys were on board, Shepard waved his hand, and several security guards stepped forward and locked the hatch with large chains.

Then, another train arrived, and Smith, dressed in pajamas, walked down with another team of company security.

"It's all done! Boss! ”

"Well, let's go! I'm going to sleep for a while, and remember to call me when it's time! ”

Smith nodded, and then walked into the room prepared for himself, he was an old man, he couldn't stay up all night, and the opportunity to exercise was handed over to the young man!

"Let's go!"

Shepard came to the bridge, and after greeting the captain, he sat in the back seat, and he couldn't intervene in the boat, just sit quietly!

Immediately, after a month's rest, the Black Mermaid set sail again and slowly sailed out of the port, where two other container ships loaded with arms and supplies were already waiting in the open sea.

And when the three freighters set sail, an invisible radio wave was also emitted from the port, and then, in a military camp in the capital of Yara, the radio wave was converted into a code, converted into letters, and then passed to a tall man.

"The latest news from the Nightingale, Comrade Perseus!"

"It seems that these capitalist lackeys have really been fooled!"

The tall man in a sea soul shirt crumpled up the telegram documents, and then strode out, and in the room he had just left, there were also soldiers operating the radio, but the uniforms on these soldiers were not the uniforms of the Yara army, but the uniforms of the Cuban army.

As soon as the man named Perseus walked out of the room, he punched the siren outside the house, and then a sharp siren sounded over the camp.

"Da Crooked, Da Crooked!"

Along with the sound of the siren, there was a loud urging.

Groups of sturdy soldiers, heavily armed, carrying bullets and weapons on their backs, ran out of the room, and quickly formed a formation at the urging of the officers.

And in the sound of the siren, it seems that the rumbling of artillery can be heard in the distance.

The Americans still don't know anything about when Yara has more Cuban troops, and even Shepard and a few veterans are still listening to the good news from the front in front of the radio, and the Yara guerrillas who are currently counterattacking have come to the capital, and in the report, the regular Yala army seems to have given up on defense, and the current capital is like a crumbling and broken house, as long as they kick it, it can be finished.

"What are the Yala government forces doing, and where are the combat forces transferred?"

Shepard didn't understand at all that when the uprising was in place, the Yara rebel army was so powerful that it wiped out the entire Yara almost in a week, not only chopping off the heads of the executives of the previous government one by one, but even the embassies of Europe and the United States were easily taken down, why is it now collapsing at the touch of a button?

"yes, it doesn't make any sense!"

Plommri also found it strange that he even had a map in his hand, and drew it while listening to the war report, and then he came to a conclusion.

"Either Castillo is lying, or the government forces are not defending at all, otherwise there is no way to explain that these guys can advance fifty kilometers along the road in one day with a few hundred light infantry!"

"Fifty kilometers, unimpeded, right?"

Shepard glanced at the map, and the distance from their destination, the port southwest of Yarra, to the capital of Yala, Esperanza, was two hundred and seventy kilometers in a straight line, and it was only two hundred and seventy kilometers along the road, and the partisans who were currently fighting had advanced a full two hundred kilometers in less than four days, and the Germans had not fought such an exaggerated blitzkrieg.

"By the time we arrive, it seems that they will be able to take the capital!"

"It's a possibility, but I want to know what the hell the Yarra government forces are doing!"

"Could it be that you are preparing to run away?"

A veteran thought that his witty words would make everyone laugh, and he was the only one who was ridiculous, so he was too embarrassed to continue laughing, and hurriedly put forward another guess of his own.

"Could it be that the other party still wants to outflank him?"

After several people couldn't guess the answer, and finally had to give up, Shepard simply changed the radio channel, from news to music, and then the beautiful Latin American songs on the radio fluttered leisurely on the deck.

"John, have you ever wondered what Smith will do when he retires?"

"I want to take over Pegasus and make a little transformation!"

Shepard didn't hide it, and told Plumri directly.

"Transformation? Do what? ”

"Everything!"

"What do you mean? I don't really understand! ”

"I want to be a contractor, the kind that can contract everything, if you need arms, we can sell him arms, if you need an army, we can provide him with an army, in short, it's the kind that does everything!"

"Are you kidding, contracting the war, then who will pay for it, and where will you find people?"

"Whoever has the money will pay for it, as for people, Lao Pu, do you know, once the Vietnam War is over, then the last thing we lack is people!"

"Are you so sure?"

"It's not a certainty, it's a guarantee, within three years, the United States will find a way to leave Vietnam, and then there will be so many retired veterans who can only shoot and kill, how will the government settle them?"

Plomri envisioned the prospects described by Shepard, and then had to admit that this guy was right, so many retired soldiers, and even counting retired personnel from South Vietnam, South Korea, Australia and other countries, it can be said that if what Shepard said is true, then in the future, he will have a steady stream of manpower replenishment!

"But what about the money, who to fight against?"

"Didn't I say that whoever has money will work for whomever he wants!"

"Who has the money?"

Promri was about to ask rhetorically, and then he thought about the present, yes, aren't they just working for Uncle Sam now? It's just that the business isn't as extensive as Shepard describes.

"So, are you going to help me?"

"Let me think again!"

Plomri shook his head, he really hadn't thought about it, but Shepard was right about one thing, he had gray hair since he had fought in the Korean War, but he really didn't have anything to do but fight.

"I've even figured out the name of my company in the future!"

"What's the name you have in mind?"

"Shadow Company!"