Battlefield Contract Worker

Thirty-six mercenary students, including Lin Rui, have grown up under this difficult and cruel training. They get up at 4:30 every morning, start long-distance running at 6:00, or climb mountains, and they must bear weight, at least 30 times. Kilogram.

They had to climb a 5-story brick wall in half a minute without using auxiliary equipment, swim 5 kilometers in 80 minutes with full armor, jump 10 kilometers with equipment, and carry 3.5 kilometers on snow-covered mountain roads. Rapid marching, in addition to sit-ups, push-ups, single parallel bars, barbells, bombs and other subjects, as well as minelaying, EOD, underwater penetration assault, diving and other subjects.

Diving in the icy lakes of Siberia has never been an easy task. Almost every few days someone goes into shock underwater and is dragged back to base like a dead dog. Tang Kun is very simple about these methods, that is, wine. A Russian shochu with enough alcohol to burn, let them drink it, massage the limbs, and continue to exercise until the blood flow through the body completely eliminates the chill. Lin Rui himself had suffered such treatment twice.

All the trainees no longer use the base to call this training camp, the ice hell—this is a phrase they often talk about. The underground training camp in Siberia lasted for more than four months until the spring of the following year under this gloomy and cold smell of death and gun lubricant.

On this day, according to the usual practice, the buzzer alarm of the underground base sounded, and the mercenary students got up in a conditioned reflex and quickly ran to the training hall of the base to gather.

Strangely, this time it wasn't Zhao Jianfei or Quentin and Tang Kun who called them together. After they formed a queue, a handsome middle-aged man walked over. He did not wear military uniforms like Zhao Jianfei and others, but a suit and leather shoes, which seemed very out of place in this underground military base.

Lin Rui recognized at a glance that this person was the Mr. Mi who recruited him at that time.

Mr. Mi didn't seem to have changed at all, still his handsome and somewhat rigid face. He stood there calmly, watching these mercenary students quietly. The three instructors, including Zhao Jianfei, were standing behind him. Quentin, a black man who had always been ruthless, had a humble and respectful attitude towards Mr. Mi.

Mr. Mi looked at all the students with a slight smile and said, "I think some of you should know me, but some don't. Then let me introduce myself, my name is Michelle, of course it's just a pseudonym. Usually I'm more I would like you to call me Mr. Mi. You were all selected by me to enter the company, and it has been proven that I am not wrong. During the four months of training, none of you have been eliminated. I am very happy about this. "

Lin Rui quietly looked at the middle-aged man who looked a little thin. Although he didn't know the true identity of this person, from the attitude of Zhao Jianfei and others, this person should be a senior executive of Morningstar Military Security Company. I just don't know how this Mr. Mi came here all of a sudden.

Mr. Mi said calmly, "The training in the past few months has fully proved your plasticity, and you can be trained into real elite soldiers. But war is never done by one person, no matter how strong a single soldier is. It is only one person. Next, the thirty-six of you will be organized into six teams of six. Complete the next training. What you need to learn is the ability to fight together. Jianfei, tell them."

Zhao Jianfei nodded and walked forward, "In view of Morningstar's mercenary mission, Metropolis will complete it in a team mode. We will make reasonable arrangements according to your own characteristics to form these six teams. There is no specific division of labor within the team. That is to say, each of you must master all the skills required by the entire team. Because you will be selected for highly dangerous missions. Someone will die at any time. I don't want the death of one person to affect the entire team's operations. efficiency."

Mr. Mi waved calmly, "Okay, you can group them." He turned to look at Quentin and Tang Kun, "You two, come with me."

Zhao Jianfei looked at the mercenary students and said solemnly, "Let's start grouping according to the name I clicked on..."

Mr. Mi took Quentin and Tang Kun directly to the combat conference room at the back of the base. He looked a little serious, looked at Quentin and Tang Kun and said, "How is their training these past few months?"

Quentin said solemnly, "From their personal training data, they are not bad, and they can basically meet the general standards of combat personnel." He handed an electronic notepad to Mr. Mi.

Mr. Mi took it, but instead of looking at it, he put the electronic notepad on the table. He said indifferently, "You know I don't care about these superficial data. I want you to tell me the truth, are they ready?"

Quentin hesitated, "They are still newcomers after all."

Mr. Mi nodded calmly and said, "That is to say, they are not good enough?"

"For now, their training results are really good." Tang Kun said solemnly, "However, the mercenaries have never been on the battlefield and have never seen blood. They can't be considered ready. Mr. Mi, are you? Have something to say?"

Mr. Mi nodded, "The competition in the international mercenary market is very fierce, the mercenary business is not very good, and the company's top management is under pressure now. But don't worry, I, Silver Wolf Michelle, will bear all the pressure for everyone. ."

"Mr. Mi, what do you mean?" Quentin glanced at Mr. Mi with some hesitation.

"Several directors of the company have been discussing whether we should train the personnel ourselves." Mr. Mi glanced at them and said, "Some people mean that it is better to hire experienced mercenaries directly than the current model. This makes it easier for them to get into the situation and get to work quickly.”

"Directly hire experienced mercenaries?" Tang Kun frowned, "This price is not cheap. Moreover, these old battlefield fritters are not ambiguous in combat, but it is difficult to guarantee their reliability. At present, our method is a little troublesome. , but we cultivate our own people.”

"I think so too. You know that the biggest reason why we can stand in the company is because most of the mercenaries are our people. This situation has aroused the vigilance of the company's top management. So their proposal is not complete. It is a matter of fact, but a use of the topic, in order to weaken our influence in the company."

"How could this be?" Tang Kun frowned.

"The workplace is like a battlefield. I've said before that the company is another battlefield." Mr. Mi smiled lightly, "This kind of thing is inevitable. It's just that I didn't expect that they would bring up these things so quickly. You should know , It is precisely because those of us who came from mercenaries occupy a place in the company. They will value our strength. The interests of all mercenary brothers will be guaranteed. "

"Yes, we all know this. So, the company is planning to attack you?" Quentin whispered. "Are they trying to remove the influence of those of us in the company?"

"Hmph, that's not the case. After all, the Morningstar company is today, and most of it was shot down by me, the silver wolf Michelle. The directors of the company have not dared to challenge me publicly. But you know, I am alone. My ability is limited. And I am a new member of the board of directors. If I want to convince the public, I must show my strength." Mr. Mi said calmly, "I want to let those directors with fat brains know that I am everything to Morningstar."

A stern look flashed in Tang Kun's eyes, "Mr. Mi, speak up. Who do you want to get rid of? If you want you to speak out, I can make him disappear from now on."

Mr. Mi smiled slightly, "There's no need for this. The battlefield is the battlefield, and the workplace is the workplace. The principles are the same, but the rules are different. It is understandable for businessmen to seek profit. What you can help me is to train these young people. Like I trained you the same way back then."

"Don't worry, sir. I can't guarantee anything else. But after the one-and-a-half year training period, I will show you a group of real elite warriors." Tang Kun said solemnly, "It is even better and more efficient than us. "

Mr. Mi sighed slightly and said, "I believe in their potential, and even more in your abilities, but the board of directors can't wait so long. They want to see results in the short term, so the training period may be reduced to six months."

"Half a year?" Quentin's expression changed, "Are you in a hurry?"

"Yeah, this is a problem that the board of directors of the company throws us. They only gave half a year, and now four months have passed. In other words, after two months, these young people will have a real test. In fact, the company has arranged an actual combat confrontation to test the combatants we have trained. If it is successful, I will really stand on the board."

"So what if it fails?" Quentin looked at Mr. Mi.

"That means that those of us who came from mercenaries will gradually move away from the core of the management. There will no longer be people we cultivated ourselves, and instead we will hire experienced and mature mercenaries. This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the fading out of those of us will completely control the Morningstar Company in the hands of those mercenary businessmen, and it will be difficult to protect the interests of the bottom mercenaries." Mr. Mi frowned slightly.

Tang Kun's expression changed slightly, and he said solemnly, "Since it's an actual battle, who is the opponent?"

"Some free mercenaries, mainly Israelis." Mr. Mi said indifferently, "Gross, Zhao Jianfei's old rival."

"It's him?!" Blue veins appeared on Tang Kun's forehead, and he said angrily, "Is this the company's arrangement? Let a group of newcomers who have only trained for six months fight against the veteran mercenary leader like Gross. Ross has the blood of many of our brothers on his hands, and he is a bloodthirsty beast."

"Yes, he is a beast. But at the same time, his mercenary team has always been one of the best in the entire industry. In the eyes of the company's executives, this has nothing to do with personal grudges, just business. Even if the person he killed is me, as long as it is Profitable, the company will still choose to cooperate with him. This is business." Mr. Mi said lightly.

"Does Zhao Jianfei know about this?" Tang Kun hesitated.

"The reason why I'm talking to you is because I don't want him to know." Mr. Mi said calmly, "Since his brother died, I've known that the relationship between him and Gross is difficult. You still have two months. Come train this team. Win or lose, don't let me down."