The deputy commander said embarrassedly: "Everyone is scattered in the valley, and the information is not smooth at all. Moreover, we are working hard to do infrastructure recently, so how can we have time to take care of the outside world..."

Hamid asked again: "What is the origin of that Wanlong Palace?"

The deputy commander explained: "Wanlong Palace is a non-government mercenary organization that has risen in recent years. They have multiple mercenary training bases around the world, including the Middle East, Africa, and South America, and other relatively turbulent places. They have developed rapidly in recent years. There are 50,000 registered mercenaries under their command. Their comprehensive strength has now ranked among the top five mercenary organizations in the world!"

Not every country or region in this world is as peaceful and prosperous as China. Many areas are full of wars, so mercenaries are blooming everywhere in this kind of place.

Most of the mercenaries are a group of outlaws, and they have no sense of justice. They only serve money, and whoever gives money will work for whom. Some mercenaries rely on dependence on certain countries to survive. For example, the famous American Blackshui, they train a large number of mercenaries to serve the American government. The US military operations in the Middle East are almost inseparable from the participation of Blackshui mercenaries, and some things that are not convenient for the government to come forward to do are all done by them.

And this Wanlong Palace belongs to the first type.

After hearing the introduction of Wanlong Palace, Hamid was shocked and blurted out: "Huting ten thousand mercenaries in Wanlong Palace will cost at least several million dollars a day, right?"

The deputy commander hurriedly said: "Commander, the price of Wanlong Palace is extremely high. Even ordinary mercenaries under their command will cost one or two thousand dollars a day, and the price of officers is even higher, and some of them will exceed tens of thousands of dollars a day. It is said that any of their commands will cost hundreds of thousands of dollars a day..."

Hamid asked in amazement: "Really? Why is it so expensive?"

The deputy commander explained: "The reason why Wanlong Palace has risen in recent years is due to its super combat power. Their mercenaries are well-trained, especially the core backbone members. They are all top soldiers, whether they are individual combat capabilities or overall coordinated combat capabilities. They are all the best among mercenaries, but the only problem is that the price is high, and ordinary people really can't afford it."

Hamid frowned and said, "According to this calculation, the cost of these 10,000 mercenaries a day will exceed 20 million US dollars?"

"Yes." The deputy commander wiped his sweat and said nervously: "I also received news. One of the four battle kings of Wanlong Palace has come this time! It is said that this person can fight a hundred on the battlefield!"

Hamid couldn't help but tremble and blurted out: "I don't understand the fuck. Where does the government army get the money? hiring so many mercenaries?"

The deputy commander explained: "The government forces don't have that much money, but they are willing to place a piece of land in Syria for Wanlong Hall and build a base for Wanlong Hall, so Wanlong Hall is so active."

"Damn... it's over..." Hamid's heart was completely dismayed and he was completely panicked.

He thought to himself: "If the information is true, there will probably be thousands of mercenaries from Wanlong Palace in the army thirty kilometers away..."

"Now, I have only a few thousand people in my hands, and my training level is far less than that of the top mercenaries. And there are almost 8,000 people on the other side, and there are so many armored vehicles and tow artillery. Whether it is the number of soldiers, training level, and weapons and equipment, my team has no advantage. If it really fights, there is basically no chance of winning..."

Hamid, who was extremely nervous, suddenly remembered Ye Chen, so he immediately took out his satellite phone and called Ye Chen!

At this time, Ye Chen had just picked up Xiao Churan who came out of the Song Group and was on the way to send her to the company.

Suddenly he received a call from Hamid, and he was also very surprised, so he asked, "Brother, why did you call me suddenly?"

Hamid's voice trembled, "Brother Ye, my life is not long. If Su Shoudao dies here, don't blame me!"

Ye Chen's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly asked: "What happened?!"
Chapter completed!