Everyone is a Soldier King

The mine protection team has arrived.

A force of over a hundred men, each fearless and wielding an AK47, charged forward.

The members of Vanguard Security were all looking at them with amusement.

The next second, bursts of bullets whizzed through the air and shot directly at the other side.

From a distance.

Suddenly, blood spurted from the heads of the militiamen opposite them, and they were taken away by bullets.

With their marksmanship skills enhanced, each mine guard's bullets were virtually unerring, hitting the armed men in the distance with pinpoint accuracy. Some of the armed men even received several bullets in one go.

In just one glance, there was no one left standing within the visible range on the other side.

"Go up and clean!"

Following the skills they had recently learned in special training, the mine protection team members quickly approached in small groups, demonstrating how to apply their newfound knowledge effectively.

The former special forces members who had once served as their instructors were stunned.

Isn't that how fast you learn?

Moreover, none of them are afraid of death.

The ruthless fear the reckless, and the reckless fear the suicidal. But what if hundreds of suicidal, highly skilled, and specially trained individuals appeared at the same time?

Everyone present at Vanguard Security exchanged glances, their eyes revealing mutual fear.

This is an extremely terrifying power.

In the distance, several wrecked trucks were surrounded by corpses strewn about.

The mine protection team members, armed with guns, finished off the militants one by one. Occasionally, they could see armed men lying on the ground pretending to be dead, their unusual trembling as they were shot was unlike that of ordinary corpses.

In a short while, everything was settled.

The group of over a hundred people regrouped and lined up neatly in front of Zhang Yang.

"Mr. Zhang, it has been confirmed that all armed militants have been eliminated."

"Alright, continue patrolling the factory area." Zhang Yang waved his hand.

He's too lazy to even pretend anymore.

Previously, he had to put on an approachable and amiable demeanor in front of the mine protection team, and occasionally offer encouragement and motivation. But now? There's no need for that anymore. Under the buff of absolute loyalty, they will only obey his orders.

To put it bluntly, they wouldn't hesitate to die right now. Of course, Zhang Yang wouldn't do that, since these people all have families behind them, and they still possess self-awareness; they're not machines.

Zhang Yang would not be stingy with any reward or compensation he deserved.

All the mine security team members obeyed the order, turned around, and jogged away.

"See, why complicate simple things?" Zhang Yang said with a smile, looking at Chris standing beside him, whose face still showed surprise.

"But... but..." Chris opened her red lips for a long time, wanting to say something, but not knowing where to start. "But we can still solve these problems... and you really need to cooperate with us. That situation was too dangerous. You should stay away from the firefight."

"Okay, thank you," Zhang Yang said, glancing at her.

"You didn't listen to a word I said." Chris's full chest heaved heavily. "You only have one life. Do you really think this is still your country, that peaceful land? Are you... courting death?"

"Come here, Chris." Zhang Yang naturally put his arm around Chris's shoulder.

"You!" Chris instinctively tried to use the fighting skills she had learned in the Marine Corps to break free and counterattack.

in the country, this is called a grappling technique.

But the next second, she froze.

Because... I can't move.

Zhang Yang seemed oblivious, and simply pulled her aside.

"Listen carefully, from now on, wherever I go, you'll be providing security, not the other way around. Understand?"

"The security terms are very clear. In this situation, you must cooperate with us, otherwise we will not be responsible for any consequences." Chris felt the arm that felt like steel on her shoulder and tried to break free, her face turning red.

"Then let's proceed according to the regulations." Zhang Yang smiled and released his grip. "If anything goes wrong, I'll take full responsibility."

After saying that, Zhang Yang left first and walked towards Lu Hang to give him instructions.

Chris stood there, rubbing her shoulder, watching the departing figure, her expression shifting between uncertainty and complexity. "Truly... ignorance is bliss."

She blurted out a sentence in Chinese.

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"Lu Hang, where are the people the police station assigned to the outer perimeter?" Zhang Yang frowned as he looked around.

The local police officers who were originally on duty outside were nowhere to be seen, not even a hair.

"They fired a few shots and then ran away." Lu Hang's face was full of bitterness. "To be honest, Mr. Zhang, I never relied on them; it was just paying money to buy peace of mind."

"Understood." Zhang Yang's expression flickered for a moment before he nodded in agreement.

Damn it, it's one thing for the mining operation to transfer some of its profits to the local authorities, but they should at least send more people to maintain the mine's security, right? But the thing is, he's the one who has to pay the salaries of the people they send.

Okay, it's just a small amount of money, so it's fine to give it away. If it can be of some use, then the money wasn't wasted.

But now that something's happened, are they just going to fire a couple of shots and leave?

This is...

Zhang Yang lit a cigarette, unsure of what to say.

What can be done? Of course, there's no solution. To ruin your money-making business over something like this is definitely not worth it.

Bite!

The system detected the host's discontent and triggered a random task, which is mandatory.

Zhang Yang's eyes widened.

Hey, wait a minute, system, wait a minute! I'm not upset at all...

He had a vague sense of foreboding.

Once a system task is triggered, there's no going back.

In the blink of an eye, the mission appeared:

Random Task: Never Be a Exploited Target

Task: Please politely decline any further offers of paid personnel from the local government.

Mission Reward: A template for a 100-man mine protection squad under the host's command.

This elite soldier template includes the following buffs: increased stamina, increased reaction speed, increased leadership, increased strength, increased hand-to-hand combat ability, increased teamwork, and mastery of any weapon.

As expected, I knew it wouldn't be good.

Zhang Yang felt a little helpless.

Actually, it's not a big deal to be taken advantage of on someone else's turf.

Making money is nothing to be ashamed of; in fact, he earns hundreds of millions of dollars a year.

But the system wasn't happy about it and directly assigned him this offensive task, the kind he couldn't refuse.

As for the reward, it's equivalent to raising the combat strength of his mining protection team to another level, turning each of them into elite soldiers. Those one hundred men could directly rival the world's top special forces.

"Alright then." Zhang Yang shook his head and sighed inwardly.

Salito Province is nominally under the jurisdiction of the Gango government, and the rules that need to be followed are still observed. This is especially true for foreign companies like these, who cannot operate mines in the area without any guarantees.

The government certainly can't just tear up the agreement like that.

It's fair to say things have turned unpleasant, and there's bound to be more sabotage later on.

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The police arrived faster than expected, along with local military personnel.

Two Black men, bloated and fat.

It wasn't Zhang Yang's stereotype; these two men were genuinely pot-bellied, with bald, shiny heads that looked grotesquely out of place among the emaciated local Africa.

"Mr. Zhang." The two men grinned, revealing their white teeth, and casually extended their hands.

The gemstone ring on her hand was quite eye-catching.

"Hello." Zhang Yang smiled and shook hands with them.

"Mr. Zhang, do you think we're being too nice?" The two exchanged a glance, both quite surprised.

"I've always been quite interested in Gango's culture. I think Gango is a fascinating country with a splendid culture," Zhang Yang casually remarked.

"Yes, especially our mineral deposits," the two exchanged knowing smiles.

Zhang Yang waved his hand, instructing his men to bring over several stacks of cash as a gesture of goodwill.

The system had already instructed him to politely decline the other party's subsequent request for additional manpower, not to actually break ties with them.

Upon seeing the money, both of them accepted it with open smiles, without trying to hide it from each other.

"Mr. Zhang, we've identified the people who attacked your mine yesterday. They were members of a nearby anti-government armed group." The military officer adjusted his faltering belt. "Our people are currently conducting multi-pronged attacks against this armed group. Considering the safety of your mine, we've decided to send additional security personnel to your mine."

"Our police station also plans to send more officers," a police officer added.

"That's great news," Zhang Yang said with a forced smile. "Welcome... By the way, how many more are you planning to send this time?"

"This amount," the other party gestured with their fingers, as if it were a matter of course, "Is the same as always; you need to pay the corresponding fee here."

Zhang Yang smiled but didn't say anything.

That's fucking ruthless!

They took this opportunity to increase their manpower several times over to exploit loopholes.

"Mr. Zhang, is there a problem here?" the two men asked with smiles as they lit cigarettes.

Zhang Yang shook his head.

"Please inform the general that there is no need to send additional personnel to the mine for the time being."

Zabol, a high-ranking official in Salito Province, is also the commander of the Gangge Republic Army's garrison in Salito Province, holding the rank of lieutenant general. He is a powerful warlord disguised as an official.

"No need?" The two understood Zhang Yang's meaning.

"Mr. Zhang, the general has always been concerned about the stable production at the mine. You don't need us to send more manpower. It would be bad if we were attacked and suffered any losses," said the military colonel.

"We have no way to go back and explain."

Both of them seemed to be trying to force the sale.

"Indeed, it's not necessary. Please go back and report truthfully. We will take responsibility for security at the mine from now on, and we will bear all losses ourselves," Zhang Yang said.

He didn't mention anything about sending more staff, but not about paying their salaries; he simply declined the offer with a single, polite sentence.

Their expressions shifted, but they couldn't say anything else.

The mine involves many stakeholders in the area. Not allowing additional manpower doesn't mean they won't pass on benefits to the authorities above. Therefore, these two lowly messengers can't do anything.

"Mr. Zhang." Before leaving, the lieutenant colonel in the military rubbed the money in his hand. "I suggest you think it over carefully. I have some news for you. It's said that the anti-government armed forces are preparing a brutal retaliation against the mine, which the mine absolutely cannot withstand."

"Thank you, I'll consider it." Zhang Yang nodded and gestured for his men to see the person off.

Without saying a word, the two turned and left without any hesitation.

Perhaps in their view, the subsequent events will teach the mine owner a lesson, and he might even turn around and ask them to send more people.

They could have raised the price then.

After everyone left, Zhang Yang stood alone in the office, listening to the pleasant system notification in his mind, finally feeling a little comforted.

From then on, his mine protection team of a hundred men was made up of elite soldiers.

This time, he truly has a special forces unit under his command.

"Are the anti-government forces preparing to retaliate against the mine?" Zhang Yang muttered to himself as he stood in his office.

What the military lieutenant colonel just said did have some truth to it.

The last group of armed men who came to attack numbered several dozen, but they were all wiped out by his mine protection team. The other side suffered losses of several dozen men, so it's unlikely that they would just give up like that.

Revenge might be real.

There's a real possibility that a sizable group of armed men will come and attack again. There are countless armed men around here, some small groups only a few dozen or a hundred people.

However, some are quite large, with hundreds or even more people.

This is Gango, a country in such chaos.

Bite!

The system has triggered a random task: Upgrade defensive capabilities.

Mission objective: Please expand the mine protection team to 500 people.

Mission Reward: An annual security fund of 300 million, which can be used for all expenses related to the security forces at the host 'Gango Mine.

Upon hearing about the task, Zhang Yang slapped his thigh and became excited.

Good heavens!

To be honest, just before the system task was triggered, he was actually thinking about whether to expand the size of his mine protection team.

After all, having a hundred absolutely loyal elite soldiers and recruiting a few hundred locals, with each elite soldier responsible for leading and training a few, including managing them, is a good option.

Even if the remaining few hundred men didn't receive any buffs, Zhang Yang could still rely on these hundred elite soldiers to maintain absolute control over the mine protection team.

Now, before the idea has even been put into practice, the system has already triggered the task.

Let him expand the force to five hundred people.

That means recruiting another four hundred mine protection team members. Then, each of the one hundred elite soldiers can lead four, which will be no problem at all.

As for the reward, it's incredibly generous.

A security fund of 300 million yuan per year.

That's enough for him to arm these five hundred mine protection teams to the teeth.

After all, according to the information he knew, a set of individual combat equipment for the US military is worth tens of thousands of US dollars. If he used this money to equip each of these 500 people with a set of individual combat equipment, he would still have a huge amount of money left over.

He can also use this quota to buy equipment and weapons to further strengthen the mine's defenses.

As for whether it will violate any taboos.

Just kidding, this is Gango, whoever has the biggest fist is the boss. Otherwise, where do you think those anti-government armed forces came from?

Zhang Yang didn't have that much ambition; all he ever wanted was to make money!