Broken O Farm, Montana.

In the northeast, more than 2,000 acres stretching from a dense pine-forested hillside to a valley surrounded on three sides have long since lost the peaceful and peaceful scene of the farm, with training sites such as shooting ranges, buildings simulating hostage-taking, and fortifications occupied by militants.

In an L-shaped, two-story building made of modular steel, an office on the second floor of the training center of Andy's Flame Warhammer Security Company, Joseph hung up the phone with a faint smile on his finger and exhaled the smoke from his mouth.

After groaning, he picked up the phone on the table, pressed it a few times, put the earpiece to his ear, and said, "Matt, let Davis, Miller, and Garcia come to my office." ”

Hanging up the phone, Joseph restrained his previous smile, and his angular face returned to coldness, the security company was established for more than two months, and under the wooing and poaching of him and Kenny, it quickly expanded from the initial 20 people to 100 people, and even the rapid response 12-person team had three.

Although the scale of the company is very small, and the gap between it and a company like Blackwater is not a star and a half, it can't stand the big boss who has money, background, and connections. Not to mention anything else, just to say that the individual weapons of each mercenary are the most advanced, even the sunglasses are air-proof bullets, not to mention the armed armored vehicles and helicopter gunships, which can be said to be armed to the teeth.

Seriously, such awesome equipment, shelved all day long, and not taken out to the battlefield, is really a waste, you must know that most of the people who are willing to be mercenaries and risk their lives on the battlefield are for money.

The annual global mercenary market of 200 billion yuan is undoubtedly what every security company wants to get a piece of the pie, whether it is a professional killer who lives on war or a war animal, in the words of a widely circulated sentence in the American mercenary community: "As long as someone is willing to pay me, I will work for him." I don't know what's wrong. I can work for Reagan, and I can work for Gaddafi. ”

To be honest, when he received the order for "direct war service" before, he was still a little worried, after all, his big boss was too young, although he was a genius and very successful in his career, but war was too far away for him, and the original intention of establishing a security company was only to protect himself and improve his sense of security. As for undertaking war services abroad, I really don't know what the boss will think.

However, after receiving Kenny's call, Joseph was finally relieved, and only needed to tell the company's CEO that he would not have any casualty figures or anything in the briefing report, and only report profit figures.

Knock Knock –

There was a knock on the office door, and Joseph came to his senses and said in a deep voice, "Come in." ”

Soon three mighty men in camouflage uniforms rushed in and saluted him.

"You go back and prepare, take your team to Iraq in two days, the boss has agreed to let the company accept outsourced military services, three armored personnel carriers, two helicopters, bring military dogs, this is the first time the company has accepted military orders, I hope you can complete the task safely, without mistakes.

Once there are casualties, it may cause the boss's disgust, then our company may lose this piece of business in the future, and, pay attention to battlefield discipline, don't make trouble for the boss, absolutely must not appear or repeat the Blackwater incident, protect the company's financial and logistics personnel... ”

For the direct war service project of the security company, Andy honestly didn't care much, in his opinion, mercenaries are a special group derived from the "war economy", as a new form of war economy, mercenaries seem to show unlimited business opportunities. Especially as some of the operations of the United States in foreign wars continue to be privatized and outsourced, and the mercenary activities will not stop, driven by huge commercial interests.

And he, a traverser, knows better than anyone that the world will become more turbulent in the next 10 years, with all kinds of wars and conflicts, and terrorist activities all the way around, not to mention the horror clouds in Europe, even the United States, which is also tormented by various shootings.

The world is no longer safe! or less secure!

You know, many mercenaries and security companies in the world are backed by a wealthy man or a consortium, and some even have a history of decades.

Andy would rather others scold him behind his back, afraid that he doesn't want to be seen as easy to deal with and a soft persimmon.

In this world, good people do not live long, and disasters are left for thousands of years. Definitely not a "good person"!

Cannes-Mandalay Airport.

It's the only small airport in downtown Cannes, and you're dressed casually and walk down the ladder of a private jet with sunglasses that cover half of your face, and because it's not a private tarmac, you can't drive in, and you can only choose to walk out of the terminal and get into a car that's already parked on the side of the road.

As the car drove away from the airport, Kenny, who was sitting in the passenger seat, reached out and pressed the headset, turned back to Andy and said, "Boss, everything is ready on the yacht, lunch has been delivered." ”

"Hmm. Andy nodded, didn't look up, and continued to type on his phone, "Let's go to Little Cross Avenue XXX first, Kenny, be careful, I don't want any trouble." ”

"Understood the boss. Kenny naturally knows what the boss means by "trouble", having such a Playboy boss is also quite helpless for them security personnel, but fortunately his boss doesn't like to drill into overcrowded nightclubs and other occasions, otherwise they will cry even more.

The Little Cross is the most luxurious boulevard on the south coast of Cannes, and its real name is Boulevard La Croixette. Picturesque coastlines, walking trails, and extravagant restaurants and hotels also make it one of Cannes' liveliest locations.

Monica, who was wearing a black jumpsuit, with a narrow belt around her waist highlighting her majestic position, her long hair fluttering in the sea breeze, and a pair of large round sunglasses, sat on a table outside, holding a coffee cup, and the red chun of Feng MAN sipped her coffee lightly, revealing endless elegance in her gestures.

It's just that there is no celebrity pomp and circumstance, and she has deliberately dressed up a little, and she is still so eye-catching in the crowd, but no one can recognize her.

"Aren't you afraid of being recognized?"

A magnetic voice sounded behind her, Monica's hand holding the coffee cup froze slightly, the expression on her face did not change, put down the coffee cup, a pair of hands fell on her shoulders, and after stroking back and forth twice, she turned around and appeared in front of her with a smile on the same pair of sunglasses.

"I'm surprised you came from behind me and were able to recognize me. Monica said lightly.

"Hehe, you must know that I am very familiar with your body, and I know that you are here, temperament and aura are easy to distinguish from ordinary people, look at you, even if everyone doesn't know that there is a big star around, you still attract the peeps of many men. Andy raised an eyebrow, the expression on his face slightly frivolous.

Monica couldn't help rolling her eyes, of course, no one else could see it under the sunglasses, she just snorted softly, stretched out her fingers and combed back the long hair flying around, and said lightly: "Let's go, after a long time, someone will recognize it after all, not to mention that you have been dominating the sports pages of many European newspapers recently." ”

As she spoke, she stood up, bent down and picked up the bags of the three fashion brands placed on the chair next to her, frowned slightly, and helplessly pulled up the arm that Andy was standing next to her.

Andy smiled proudly, and the two of them swaggered to the black SUV on the side of the road as if no one was around, got into the car one after another, and drove away.

Let some French men who have long peeped at Monica, a woman without a wedding ring, beat their chests and regret why they didn't come forward to talk to them just now, maybe they can easily take away the mature YOU thing with such a plump body and elegant temperament.

As for whether Andy and Monica are a pair of lovers, they have been directly ignored by those French hooligans who are consciously romantic, you must know that this is France, the romantic capital of France, without rhyme, and not France.

No matter what passers-by fantasized about, in the back seat of the black SUV that disappeared into the traffic, Andy and Monica's hug continued from the moment they got into the car, and the rear compartment of the raised baffle was filled with the aroma of roses and the sound of tasting deliciousness.