"See you again, Monsieur François, the style is still the same!"

In the makeshift tent on the heights, the handcuffed François slumped in a chair without the slightest image, opposite Shepard with his legs crossed, while below the heights, mercenaries with their hands raised are lining up to discard their weapons on the ground, and then walk to the other side with great skill to receive their first dinner after becoming a vanquished.

"Don't think you've won, Mr. Shepard, you're just a fluke today, if you meet us in your heyday, your two hundred people won't be our opponents at all!"

"In its heyday, did you mean the First Empire established by Emperor Na?

"You, when Chief Bob Denard led us, there were three thousand of us!"

"Wow, in that case, Bob Denard will definitely come to your rescue!"

"You...... I am a retired French officer and I demand to be treated as I deserve! ”

"Of course, although mercenaries are not protected by international law, we still uphold humanitarianism and will give you reasonable treatment!"

"That's pretty much it!"

"Of course, these treatments are paid, after all, we are not a charity, and even if I promise to be free, my people will not agree, and don't forget, Monsieur François, your whole family is worth a million!"

"You!"

François wanted to get up, but before he could get up, he ate the butt of a gun on his back and threw him to the ground, and he tried to get up, which was followed by more beatings.

Several PMCs did not have the slightest politeness to François, the butt of the rifle and the boots took turns, and soon François's face was covered with blood, he half-knelt on the ground to protect his abdomen, nosebleeds and snot flowed together, and said with tears in his eyes.

"Wait, wait, stop fighting, I know it's wrong, take my life, please, take my life!"

"Now that you know to beg for mercy, how energetic were you at the beginning?"

François tried to say something more, but was interrupted by the PMC again, and then he was beaten again.

Shepard waved his hand to signal PMC to stop, and then asked Jean to pull him out, and he had time to talk to the other party.

Soon the tent was opened again, and then Ek, also handcuffed, was escorted in, and François's deputy, who probably saw François being beaten, was now extremely well-behaved, and he sat in his chair and answered all questions.

Who is in command of the battle?

Francois!

Who is planning all this?

Francois!

Who is responsible for the day-to-day work of mercenaries?

Francois!

That's right, Eck has all the questions, and the answer must be his old buddy, anyway, he says that he is just an adjutant who listens to commands.

Shepard was so pleased with such a candid answer, and he waved his hand.

"Since this guy is nothing, pull it out and kill it!"

“？？？”

Ek's face was full of disbelief, and then he was dragged out the door by the arms of two guards, at which point Ike hurriedly shouted.

"Wait, wait, I, I'm still valuable, I know that François's arsenal still has a supply channel........."

"I'm not interested, we're selling arms ourselves, do you think, where do we get our weapons and bullets?"

"Wait, wait, I, I've got money, I'll buy my own life!"

Between life and death, Eke quickly had an epiphany about a philosophy of life, everything is negotiable, as long as the price is high enough!

"Money?"

Shepard waved the guard to stop, then looked at Ek.

"How much money do you have?"

"Four hundred and twenty thousand!"

Eke said with a pained look on his face.

"Pull it out and kill it!"

"Wait, I'm wrong, I'm wrong!"

Seeing that he had been dragged out of the door by half of his body, Eke hurriedly shouted again.

"One million four hundred and twenty thousand, there is really no more!"

"Wait, one million nine hundred and twenty thousand!"

When Ike finished shouting, he found himself stopped.

"Two million, buy your life, don't have enough money, how do you skin others, how can I peel you back!"

Shepard crouched on the ground, patted a dead Ek's face, and motioned for the guards to take him away.

The next person to be brought up was the commissioner of United Mining, this guy came up and was not inferior to Shepard, Shepard was not used to this guy, and then he was dragged out and hanged, although this guy realized his mistake on the spot and pleaded hard, but Shepard still let him hang for a full day and a night.

Then, the guy was loaded into a truck and dumped with a nearby black tribe, and the rest had nothing to do with Shepard.

Then, the middle and senior officers of the mercenaries were basically beaten by Shepard, and these guys have also earned a lot over the years, basically everyone can spit out hundreds of thousands of funds, which is also the income that the Shadow Company deserves, and it is an old European tradition to ask for ransom from the mercenaries, so Shepard did not feel the slightest discomfort in doing this, but was very interested in listening to these guys write small essays for themselves, after all, these guys are worse than the other in their mouths.

However, although everyone is crying miserably, in the face of the muzzle of the black hole, these guys are still paying faster than one another, and Shepard specially asked people to register and record all the ransoms of everyone, so that he can release people in the future.

And after the middle and high-ranking officers are finished, there are hundreds of ordinary mercenaries, these guys are no exception, after all, bread and sausages are not free, but they don't need to be interrogated by Shepard, he has Vietnamese agents from the Einsatzgruppen under his command, and he is familiar with this kind of thing.

After all, it is the victor, and the Shadow Company is still brutal, but it chooses to drain the opponent's wallet instead of physically destroying the enemy, but the latter is not impossible, as long as someone pays for bullets, then Shepard doesn't mind doing so.

In addition to draining the opponent's wallet, Shepard also sent people into the mercenary camp, and accepted the place that François had run for five or six years, and here, the mercenaries piled up a mountain of arms and explosives, as well as food and many daily necessities, became the trophies of the Shadow Company.

It can be said that, in addition to the flesh, François's mercenaries have been plundered over the years, and all they can keep in the end is their personal belongings, toiletries.

"Well, by the way, although we should take away the compensation, we can't give them a little way to live, everyone is out of the same group to beg for a living, and leave the guy who eats for them!"

Perhaps moved by compassion, Xue Padmo did not forget to instruct his subordinates to prepare 200 eliminated bolt-action rifles for the mercenaries who don't know how many hands, and also came with bayonets and gun polishing tools, which can be regarded as his last bit of heart!