"Okay, we'll check everything later, and then we'll leave after loading the truck!"
When the company's logistics convoy arrived, Xia Yu instructed a few people to use the winches on the trucks to pull up and tow the three Tiger armored vehicles.
The four-wheeled light truck used for transporting military equipment was discarded; all the equipment was transferred to a trailer container.
Together they lifted Sasu up and put him in the back seat of the little antelope. Xia Yu took III and IV and retreated first, while Anton and VI were responsible for escorting the vehicle. Andrei, on the other hand, drove a Mi-24V to provide air support for the convoy.
After the incident at the temporary camp, with the veteran rebels fleeing, the area outside the camp was not 100% safe, and the driver, as a logistics employee, did not have much combat capability.
After the two helicopters and the convoy returned to the camp one after another, the mole vehicle crew, having finished their work, also returned.
The Marder S30 is in a bad state; the explosive reactive armor on the left side of the vehicle was triggered and detonated, and the additional armor underneath was also penetrated by more than ten millimeters.
"It's an RPG-7. These drug-addicted rebels are really reckless. They used up all our interceptor missiles first, and then destroyed the slat armor. If it weren't for the timely counterattack by the Wolverine, the assault team would have suffered casualties."
Kuhn said with lingering fear.
This is the disadvantage of single-vehicle teams; they cannot cope with saturation attacks. Fortunately, they have enough armor to withstand attacks and have a higher margin for error.
"Everyone has worked hard. Let's go back and have a good drink."
Xia Yu patted Kuhn on the shoulder and said.
"Yes, I have to have a drink. My beer is brewed now."
Once he relaxed, Kuhn finally had time to enjoy his beer.
“I’ll be staying here a few more days. You take Group 1 and escort the truck back first.”
Xia Yu made arrangements.
Leaving aside the spoils, the company also has a lot of equipment, which definitely can't be hauled all in one trip. It would take at least two trips with 3 trucks and 6 trailers.
"yes!"
Kuhn obeyed the order.
Even in the dry season, it would take the convoy two or three days to travel more than a thousand kilometers, no matter how fast they rushed.
Transportation is a persistent problem for Afica, not to mention it's also affected by the seasons.
The company will be closed for a month, partly due to the arrival of the rainy season.
Faced with the harsh natural environment, armed groups of all sizes in the country and its neighboring countries have become much quieter.
They've quieted down, and Xia Yu has nothing to do anymore, so it's a good time for him to rest and recuperate.
"Gurgle~ gurgle~~"
Xia Yu's stomach growled first; the high-intensity combat was very physically demanding, and he urgently needed to replenish his protein and carbohydrates.
Oh, and fat too.
I didn't like eating fatty meat when I was a child because I didn't lack oil in my stomach, but I discovered that braised pork is really delicious after I joined the army.
They didn't go to the camp's mess hall or eat individual rations. The twenty-odd men who came back cooked a whole box and a half of food, opened six one-pound cans of braised pork and put them in the can. The dogs wouldn't eat the luncheon meat cans (the big yellow dog and the big black dog really wouldn't eat them because they thought they were too salty!).
It's a rare treat to eat instant noodles, but unfortunately Hans doesn't get to enjoy it anymore; he's still at the temporary camp.
The next morning, Xia Yu, who had slept for less than 5 hours, got up early and rushed to the rebel camp.
On the way, they also encountered the blue helmet engineering detachment led by Commander Zeng.
"We're not going to build the road for now; we need to clear the mines."
As they sat in Xia Yu's Panhard VbL, Lao Zeng offered his explanation.
The mess the rebels made required the UN to clean up, and the two minefields surrounding half the camp, like a defensive line, were a huge undertaking.
It's impossible to blow it up; the mine clearance has to be done entirely by manpower, and it's best to do it before the rainy season, so this task shouldn't be too difficult.
"Here's what we'll do. Our mine-clearing vehicle was also provided by our family. After we finish our work here, we won't need it for a while. You can leave it here at the border for the time being."
Xia Yu spoke up without much thought.
There are only so many blasting zones; once they're used up, they're gone. But mine-clearing devices and mine-clearing plows can still be a great help.
"Oh, I can't accept this!"
Old Zeng quickly waved his hand, saying he had no such idea.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Lending it to you is making the best use of it. So it's settled then."
Xia Yu didn't give Lao Zeng a chance to refuse.
Of course, this applies to our own people, but to Westerners it's a different story.
Upon arriving at the rebel camp, Schneider was in high spirits. They captured Camp C1, where the gold mine was located, and rescued more than 800 mining slaves.
This number may not seem like much, but it was constantly being depleted and replenished when it was in the hands of the previous armed group.
A rainforest not far from the gold mine looks denser than the surrounding area, which is inseparable from the extra fertilizer it receives.
"Mr. Sherlock, thank you for everything that Firepower Defense has done."
Schneider shook hands with Xia Yu first, and then spoke solemnly.
“We admire the efforts of the Blue Helmets in promoting regional peace, and of course I am also paid.”
From a business perspective, Xia Yu proactively brought up the fees.
"That's right. I've consulted with my superiors, and this cost will be shared by the United Nations and us."
Schneider Electric did not default on its debts, but the UK is really in trouble this time, as a single HAD Tiger costs tens of millions.
They had hoped to salvage it and use the parts to repair other helicopters, but it was destroyed by several rockets fired by the rebels, so there was no point in taking it back.
As for the rescue costs, their share is at most a few hundred thousand yuan, which is a drop in the ocean compared to the losses of the Tiger tanks.
"No, no, no, talking about money is too hurtful. Jihuo Defense is a company with a strong sense of international responsibility, and rescuing blue helmet pilots is our duty..."
When Xia Yu suddenly started talking about these things, how could Schneider, a sensible man, not understand?
They don't want money; they want something else.
That's easy to handle, as long as the demands are reasonable.
"That's right. With the development of the times, armed conflicts around the world are increasing day by day. Jihuo Defense wants to make its own contribution to world peace, but there are some problems with the legal procedures, which restrict us to taking jobs only in Afica."
Xia Yu finally revealed his true intentions.
Yes, as a PMC company registered in Australia, Jihuo Defense's business area is limited, at most to the Afica area in central Australia.
Expanding northwards is already difficult enough, let alone venturing out of Afica.
There's nothing we can do about it; if a military contract gets even a little bigger, it's backed by the Five Great Philanthropists.
While Blackwater seems to have readily available options, for various reasons, its home country can only issue PSC licenses. This is why Blackwater abandoned its combat operations and switched from PMC to PSC, focusing primarily on security services.
However, there's still the option of backdoor listing in the stock market. Xia Yu can obtain a Chinese license to acquire the qualifications to undertake global business.
Xia Yu was angry about this matter, but he also gained understanding and support; he just hadn't encountered a suitable opportunity yet.
This time, with the help of the rescue operation and Schneider as an intermediary, he officially pushed forward with the matter, preparing in advance for the future expansion of Jihuo Defense.
As for Xia Yu killing the man in white hats, didn't that make an enemy of the Koreans?
Well, the real enemy is the power behind Pierre, while a subsidiary of a group can only maintain a superficial harmony, let alone a country.
Because the forces that focused on fire defense got a bigger slice of the pie, they all had a pretty good impression of Xia Yu, and the PMC company, which was in charge of logistics, was even more eager to do business with them.
Military contracting isn't just about combat operations; it also involves everything from food and clothing to housing and transportation. Even with America's military strength, it's impossible to cover everything. Their canteen is also contracted out.
Temporary bases stationed abroad rely on PMCs for fuel if logistical supplies are disrupted.
Of course, lax supervision leads to corruption, which is how exorbitant prices for mutton came about.
Because Jihuo Defense focuses on combat operations and its arms deals are limited by the client's budget, it hasn't been involved in these fancy tricks much.
However, as long as you're in this line of work, you'll inevitably run into it someday.
"I see, I understand. I'll contact my superiors when I get back."
Upon hearing Xia Yu's words, Schneider finally understood; it turned out they wanted to use their name to deceive him.
This is nothing unusual!
Among the EU member states, quite a few hold mercenary licenses, as many mercenary organizations are moving towards becoming PMCs, although certain hurdles prevent many from doing so.
With the help of the United States and the United Nations, Xia Yu should have little trouble getting the license.
"That's troublesome."
"It's no trouble at all, and I hope we can have more cooperation in the future."
Schneider said solemnly.
Compared to other countries, they have a foreign legion, but for certain business operations, hiring a PMC company would be more efficient.
The British had previously called on the United Nations to contract more security tasks to PMC, and on this point they have reached a rare consensus.
Da Mao even personally took to the field. Xia Yu had heard of ?Gna's record, but this operation was just too rough!
Openly supporting them can improve their combat effectiveness in a short time, but aren't they afraid that they'll become too powerful to control one day?
"Yes, Firepower Defense will always stand on the side of justice and looks forward to cooperating with the United Nations."
Xia Yu replied solemnly.
He understood that Schneider was more aligned with the United States at this moment, but the only voice he could give was the United Nations.
After their conversation ended, the two parted ways. Xia Yu found Hans, who hadn't returned home all night. He had spent the night working as an assistant for his sister at the hospital.
With the loss of Dr. Hellman and the addition of two local Black nurses, the frontline hospital was severely understaffed.
Those veteran rebels killed more than half of the hospital's wounded, indirectly relieving the pressure on treatment. However, more wounded were sent over, and Liv had no choice but to put aside her grief and throw herself back into her work.
The good news is that Monjo's helicopter will bring two Doctors Without Borders over at noon today, and they will accept jobs at the hospital.
Doctors Without Borders missions typically last from three months to a year, and surgeons like Liv and her students may participate in projects for even shorter periods.
Before being transferred to the border, the two spent more than three months in a hospital in Panaka, and they were able to return to their country after the rainforest clearing operation in Busa was completed.
Sadly, Dr. Hellman collapsed before he could return, and he was unable to place his graduation cap on Liv's head at the graduation ceremony.
"Mongoose, what did your sister say?"
Xia Yu tossed a can of coffee to Hans and asked him a question.
"I don't know, but boss, her mission is coming to an end. Can I take her to Bogo Village for a couple of days?"
Hans sought Xia Yu's opinion.
"Okay, I'll grant you leave for your sister's graduation ceremony as well."
Xia Yu, an only child, is very tolerant of people with younger sisters.
"Thank you, boss."
Hans raised his coffee to Xia Yu in greeting.
"Don't thank me, you still don't treat the company like your own home."
Xia Yu said in a complaining tone.
In concentrated fire defense, vehicle crews, aircraft crews, and combat teams work back-to-back, entrusting their lives to each other.
In other companies, employees who treat the company like home will be criticized, but they have to do it to this extent.
This is also why Xia Yu is willing to share the spoils with his employees.
Money can't buy loyalty, but this attitude of treating everyone equally can.
"yes!"
"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Here, take this and eat it with your sister."
Xia Yu took out a bag of steamed buns and handed it to Hans.
This was originally intended for Schneider by Zeng, but he snatched it away.
Hans was genuinely touched as he accepted the steamed bun; he knew his boss cared about him.
Little Han didn't know that there's a Chinese saying, "The drunkard's heart is not in the wine," meaning that the buns weren't entirely for him.
Xia Yu waved his hand and left the hospital, just as he ran into 06 driving a GpZ-80.
He climbed directly onto the car and let him drive to the minefield.
"Commander Zeng, the vehicle is now in your possession. There are two remaining explosive cords inside; you should know how to use them!"
"Yes, I'm very good at it. I never thought I'd be able to use the equipment from home after I got out."
Old Zeng said with emotion.
Their engineering unit was more focused on engineering, so the rebels' use of minefields caught them off guard.
"The chassis is different. Although it is also an eight-wheeler, it uses the Russian BTR-80."
"The changes are really good, but they must have been expensive!"
Climbing inside the GpZ-80 and touching the multi-functional control panel, Lao Zeng remarked with emotion.
The system's craftsmanship is undoubtedly top-notch; the hourly rate can easily reach thousands of dollars.
"There's no other way. The company is small, so we have to be thorough in every aspect. Without this mine-clearing vehicle, we can't quickly clear the minefield, let alone take over the entire camp in one day."
Xia Yu said seriously.
The system can help, but it can't do everything. Having a strong support system would be much better.
"Then I wish your company continued success! You have so many good things at home!"
"Thank you for your kind words. You go ahead and do your work!"
Xia Yu smiled and left the minefield, until thunder rumbled behind him.
This involves using a minesweeper to first detonate magnetic fuses used for anti-engineering and anti-tank mines in the ground, removing the most dangerous mines first, making subsequent operations much safer.
There was still sporadic resistance in the camp, but that was no longer Xia Yu's concern.
Once Monjo arrives and settles the contract with Busa, they should leave.
However, he strongly doubted that the local armed forces would make a comeback within a few months, and that true peace would never be achieved on the border.
"Boss, we're off."
Kuhn, sitting in the passenger seat, spoke to Xia Yu.
Renault's twin trailer was towing two Tiger armored vehicles, which could carry more than Panhard's VbL. He planned to go back and refurbish them so he could use them next time he had the chance.
"Be careful on the road. If you encounter any robbers, just blast them with the machine gun."
"Of course, we'll guarantee a safe return to Bogo Village."
After watching the three heavy trucks leave, only a Weasel S3 and a T-64B1M remained at the camp.
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