Money made everything easier!
"Ha ha, good. I'll transfer a battalion—five hundred men. How does that sound?" Romen said with a smile. Since Ma Lijin was being so generous, what was there to worry about? No one turned down money.
"No problem." Ma Lijin smiled. "Have them bring heavy weapons." As he spoke, he transferred the compensation for all five hundred men again. Romen was delighted when he received the transfer, but he had some doubts when he heard they were supposed to carry heavy weapons.
"Heavy weapons?"
"All kinds of heavy firearms from the rapid response unit, including RPGs."
"If we use those weapons, the losses might be rather high. If it gets investigated afterward, I could suffer huge losses. It wouldn't be worth it!" Romen said, caring about the cost.
"I'll make up the difference. How about I transfer you some more right now?" After saying that, Ma Lijin operated his IPD again and transferred a seven-figure sum.
"Ha ha ha, good. Then it's settled. I'll have them bring powerful weapons and come here to follow your orders." The moment Romen received the transfer, he beamed.
As for privately deploying rapid response forces, it was far too common in Siam. Plenty of people had done such things.
Romen did not stay long. He quickly returned to prepare those men for Ma Lijin.
After Romen left, Ma Lijin went back to find Noah and told him about the five hundred Grey Skins he had talked into coming.
"Isn't that too many people?" Noah hesitated.
"Not at all." Ma Lijin remembered the video files from Trat Airport, as well as the clash on the overpass. He had previously shown Noah the files saved on the IPD.
So, one thousand people truly was not too many.
"No, what I mean is,