The battle was soon over.

The results were so good that they exceeded the commander's most optimistic estimates.

By the time the first wave of armed mercenaries had pushed halfway up the mountain, there was only half of the firepower left on the opposite side, and it was clear that such firepower had no time to take care of the snipers on the opposite side.

The speed and accuracy of a fearless sniper with a safe premise is undoubtedly on a higher level, and such a situation is a deeper nightmare for the opposite side.

From time to time, screams rang out, and from time to time a fountain of blood erupted from a remote corner, and one enemy after another was caught in a hidden environment and killed one by one.

Prisoners, and not needed.

Food, medicine, guns, bullets, and everything else are more important than human life.

Ye Suqin, who was lagging behind, felt a little regretful, after all, he did not have the opportunity to step forward to participate in the distribution of spoils, this kind of partition, in a sense, is equivalent to the hidden benefits given to them by the employer in disguise.

The was still going on, and it was clear that some remarkable loot had been discovered.

This was followed by the screams of children and the wails of women.

The thought ambush and attack were just a bridgehead arranged by the other side, not a leak of intelligence.

The hillside has been carved out of a small living space, and there are about forty or so residents, most of whom are women and children, except for the soldiers.

In this way, it seems that welfare has risen to a new level without knowing it.

This made Ye Suqin even more melancholy.

Underage children can be bought and sold as goods, and boys or girls who are not good-looking can be trained as cannon fodder by scum like Peter. And women, oh, young, strong, or good-looking, have a surprisingly consistent role in any era. Men who have just gone through the test of life and death need to be soothed, and this soothing does not have much age limit at all, whether it is an old thing in seventy or eighty years old or a boy scout who has just matured at the age of eleven or twelve.

Ye Suqin leaned on the truck alone, and the sequelae of the battle was even more tired and lonely. He did not go up to participate in the looting of the occupied area, and the group of people who went up first had already gained a foothold, and basically not a single hair would be distributed to the latecomers. The consequence of forcibly demanding it is that they fight each other, and fighting is not his forte.

The commander walked up to Ye Suqin's side, handed over a cigarette, and very politely struck a match to get up and lit a cigarette butt for him.

"Well behaved, I wonder which part you are?" The commander lit himself a cigarette as well, took a deep breath, and asked.

"Cripple Peter."

"Oh!" The commander suddenly realized, after all, there were too many employment channels, and he could not write down their ways one by one, and most of them were not necessary, because most of them would die, and those who survived would be disbanded and left, and there was very little chance to meet them on the next mission.

"I'll say hello to Peter, and from now on, you can follow me, and I'll give you an extra hundred dollars in private." The Commander grinned, his weather-scarred face brewing with joy at the sight of the hunter, "Alright, kid, tell me your name, if you have one." ”

"Ye Suqin!"

"Good name, with a strong oriental flavor, if the world hadn't been twisted like this, I think, probably we would never have met. It's not like now, when you go out and see white people,, yellow-skinned monkeys, basically all over the world, and of course, fortunately, you can also speak a little English. ”

"Survival teaches us everything, including language, doesn't it? After all, no, it's basically gone. Ye Suqin raised his head and said a philosophical word, which made the other party stunned, grabbed his hair in astonishment and said, "Boy, you don't look like anyone else, I mean thinking and logic, expressiveness, etc., damn, I'm talking about some nonsense." In short, you are different from those pigs who only know how to eat and sleep, and sleep and eat. He glanced at the mercenary warriors who were in a frenzy of search for loot.

"Alright, little one, remember, my name is Taylor. You can call me Second Lieutenant Taylor or Lord Taylor. However, honorifics must be added. ”

"Yes, Lord Taylor."

"Heh, you're very good, you're a good boy."

........

The commander was not obsessed with the completion of the mission, his men suffered half of the casualties in this battle, and from the analysis of firepower, the combat effectiveness of the town that needed to be swept away was surprisingly strong, far exceeding the optimistic estimate at the beginning, which had to adjust the next battle configuration. Of course, these trivial matters naturally have the civilian cadres of the company and their colleagues in the combat strike department to worry about.

The commander announced on the spot that he would return the way he came, and promised them that he would be paid a small amount of money for this mission.

There is no need to fight again, it is good news for everyone, and there is cheering below.

The commander belonged to a company called Katrit, and the so-called mercenaries formed by the displaced forces were temporary workers recruited from nearby settlements, and their whereabouts after the payment were not in the commander's consideration.

He didn't even need to take everyone back on the spot, but disbanded on the spot, and as for the balance of this mission, naturally the company's external operations department was responsible for cashing it.

The battered trucks roared again, some choosing to continue to follow them back, while others disbanded on the spot.

Probably because there were almost half fewer people, on the way back, the speed of the truck suddenly increased by a notch, and it returned to the town faster than when it came, and the sky was just getting dark.

Now, Ye Suqin is Taylor's person, and he doesn't need to be present to negotiate with the lame Peter, Taylor will take care of everything, in such an era when order is completely broken, there is no need to go over to greet a person's belonging, because when Peter accepted two hundred yuan and handed Ye Suqin out, the contract had already been reached. As for whether Ye Suqin can live, or whether he will return to Peter's training ground after surviving, it is all up to Ye Suqin's own choice.

But...... A lot of times, there's no choice, isn't it!?

It's not just about getting the twenty dollars in kickbacks, it's more that he doesn't have a place to live, no fresh water, no food, he can only go back, isn't it? Unless, he finds a better employer, and that employer is willing to hire him for a long time.

If it is the leader of an ordinary settlement, if he takes people away, he will also take them away, but Taylor can't, he is a Carterit, then, he must be disciplined and honest. What are the rules, what the company recognizes is the rules.

Of course, the so-called rules are often in effect internally, and as for treating outsiders, fucking rules.

But the bad thing is that Peter the Cripple happens to be a containment and training unit of the company's subordinate organization, albeit supernumerary, albeit independently operated. However, it still belongs to the company's tertiary industry.

Then, you have to talk about the rules.

If Peter finds out that he has embezzled his men one day, it will be another lawsuit that cannot be reasoned, after all, Peter is not a good person, and his greedy personality is well-known in the company. Although, this is famous, only in this area of the branch where it is located.

The town of Geola is a resource concentration that the company has recently developed and is affiliated with the southern branch. There are already five or six hundred people of all kinds living and working in the town. Bars, hotels, restaurants, grocery stores and clinics have all opened. Among them, 80% of them are lowly laborers, they are like slaves, they participate in all kinds of heavy labor over and over again, some work in small town plantations, some work in small town factories, and of course some craftsmen will break away to open their own stalls or shops, of course, these behaviors, the law enforcement agencies in the town do not interfere, as long as you pay the monthly rent and taxes, you are legal.

However, labor slots here are still a sought-after resource. After all, compared to the precarious people outside, having a stable job and a stable food supply is a dream day for too many people.

The regular employees of the company in the town can be counted in the face, and they are almost all the powerful people in the town, and in a sense, the so-called "big people" in this area.

Upon returning to town, Taylor made good on his promise and paid him a hundred dollars, while also arranging a private room for him. There is a bed, a wardrobe, a table, and kitchenware, vegetables and fruits. This kind of treatment is almost beyond imagination, after all, such a house, in the town, is also a scarce resource, but as a regular employee of the company, Tai Luo wants to arrange it, then it will definitely be arranged, after all, no one will trouble him as a security consultant on this kind of issue.

In the evening, Taylor drove away in his jeep, and the destination was self-evident, and the training base of Cripple Peter was more than twenty kilometers northwest of the town, and even considering the poor road conditions, it was only an hour's drive away.

- Originally, he didn't need to be in such a hurry.

Ye Suqin stood in the courtyard, staring at the night sky that was gradually fading, and there was a thought in his heart, from all indications, he might not stay in this town for long.

Perhaps, I might be worth two thousand.

Ye Suqin thought badly.

The only consolation was that he now had a hundred, which couldn't be better.

The currency of the new era is very chaotic and varied, it is almost impossible to achieve complete uniformity, there is no exchange system, and trade between companies and organizations tends to be more primitive barter. Of course, it is also possible to pay, and this money only refers to gold, silver, rare metals and strategic materials such as oil and gas. The paper money of the old era is not considered at all, it is a pile of waste paper, and within each circle of influence, there is often another monetary system, which often issues coins minted and issued by the company, which have credibility and purchasing power within the company.

As for why paper money is not issued!?

In this era of war, stray bullets, accidents, fires and even looting at any time, fragile banknotes that are not good at preservation are naturally of little use.

The town's bar is not in the heart of the city, but is adjacent to the town's only clinic. But those who can afford to open a shop in the town often have an inexplicable relationship with the town's magnate, and the owner may be their descendant or relative.

The clinic is huge, with three floors in size, and the bar next door pales in comparison. In such a large clinic, there is only one doctor, and strangely, there is a super large team of more than eleven nurses.

Most of these nurses are handsome and lovely, and some of them are dressed up to provoke anger, and they don't look like nurses, but mostly like song hall girls.

The clinic has a full set of surgical equipment, and in most cases, it is indeed for patients with gunshot wounds and knife wounds. As for headaches, brain fever, and even other infectious diseases, most of the time, the doctor can't do anything about it, and at most will prescribe some antibiotics and other medicines. After all, the doctor was a butcher before he took up the profession, or, perhaps, taught himself some veterinary skills.

It seems that no matter in any era, the hospital is a relatively expensive business, although at present, most people basically look down on the disease, whether it is the outside homeless or the labor inside, the first consideration is often survival and food, as for the disease, it is not a troublesome topic, after all, either hard or sick, in fact, there is no third way to go, isn't it? Expensive drugs are not something they can afford.

However, Rao is so, and the clinic still has special money.

After all, with the change of the environment, at some point, the scope of the business will also be adjusted accordingly, for example, here, in addition to providing physical healing, in fact, more often, it also provides spiritual comfort.

The premise, of course, has to pay.

However, many people enjoy it, after all, those white-legged nurses in black stockings are attractive enough. What's more, it's also open near bars where alcohol and hormones are bursting.

At this moment, Ye Suqin stood at the door of the bar, and his three-month dying life allowed him to get out of his childishness at the beginning, so that he became like most people, muddy, drunk today, after all, no one knows if there is a tomorrow, right?

Then, don't let the money stay overnight.

Splurge, enjoy, and look forward to tomorrow.