The Strongest Arms Dealer Chapter 67

The female deer landed slowly at the "fifty kilometers" airport.

Tang Dao, who had already received the news, had his pockets in his pocket with a serious face. Finally, the company's first casualty came out. This is unavoidable for war companies. This is the first, but definitely not the last.

What he is thinking now is how to deal with follow-up pensions.

In fact, there is no clear limit on the amount of pensions in the mercenary industry.

Yemeni Belges TV once reported an old man. He said in an interview that both his sons joined the mercenaries. After the elder son died in the battle, the rich country like Sha Damu only paid him 3,000 Yemeni riyals. Er, about 83 yuan.

This is the price of working hard for the local government.

And working for PMC, except for the high monthly salary, even after the disintegration of the Soviet Union, the old man can still provide a pension of 40,000 US dollars, and some companies with a background such as MPRI have a slightly better price, about a few dozen Ten thousand dollars, but not everyone can enjoy it.

Later, around the turn of the millennium, wars broke out all over the world, and US dollars continued to flow into the pockets of PMC companies. They finally felt the shortage of manpower and began to increase their welfare benefits.

If you want to poach better talents, you have to provide satisfactory logistical support.

Maybe…

Now is the time to make a name for yourself in the mercenary industry?

Tang Dao intends to gain some benefits from the dead.

The demand for mercenaries on the future battlefield is often greater than that of regular troops, and their combat effectiveness is stronger than those of rookies.

There used to be 90 Cossack mercenaries and 2,500 bandits who fought fiercely for 3 days and finally repelled the enemy, but only 6 lives were changed, and no one retreated. The professional ethics is still good. There are also Gurkha mercenaries who defeated 300 with 11 people. Soldiers of the third country in the world.

reputation!

Let Tang Dao more elite fighters join him.

When the cabin door was opened, everyone was solemn, looking at the wounded man who was carried down, his skull was sunken, his eyes were half-opened, and his face was still full of pain.

"I know everyone's heartbroken."

Tang Dao spoke with a low voice, like a magnet, gathering everyone's attention.

"But we came to Somalia for the sake of peace in this place and for the protection of civilians from war. Of course I can't just sit by and watch my employees die worthlessly like this. I declare that from this moment on, all sacrificed employees will enjoy a monthly salary of 100 Monthly pension subsidy, and all expenses will be borne by the company, we will also set up a logistics support department, currently I am the minister, I will draw up a welfare package that satisfies everyone as soon as possible."

A pension of 100 monthly salary?

Everyone's eyes lit up, and even the members of the dog-headed mercenary group were a little envious.

Tang Dao gives ordinary employees 5,000 US dollars a month, and 100 months is 500,000 US dollars!

Of course, it is not enough if you spend a lot of money, but if you save a little, it is enough to survive even in the United States.

Most importantly, Tang Dao bought insurance for everyone.

The security deposit is not much, and the compensation is not much, about 100,000 US dollars, but it adds up to an objective income.

At this moment…

It was eerily quiet among the employees.

Because they don't know whether to laugh or cry? Neither was a good occasion.

"Sir... How long will it take for his pension to arrive?" Finally, a member of the dog-headed mercenary group shouted, but Gould didn't stop him, and he was also curious.

"Immediately! Within 24 hours." Tang Dao said in a deep voice, "I will also notify his family."

The mercenary showed a slight expression on his face. He glanced at Gould from the corner of his eye, lowered his head, and said nothing more.

Tang Dao looked at his eyes, of course he knew that the other party was also moved. If he was not afraid of Gould, he might have betrayed him now, but the sweetness must be tasted by these people, so he ordered John to send the body to the vacated bungalow first. Middle, it will be cremated tomorrow. The environment in Somalia is harsh. If left for a long time, it will really stink.

"You call Gould to my office later." Tang Dao said softly to Robert.

The latter leaned back, glanced at Gould, stood in the distance with a frown, and smoked with a cigarette in his mouth, as if thinking about something, he nodded and agreed.

Tang Dao walked towards his humble office first, he had too many things to do.

Especially after this casualty case appeared, he found that he obviously thought too simple about the establishment of PMC company.

I thought that simply having weapons and someone could be unscrupulous.

But as everyone knows... from logistics to combat command, he lacks too many such talents.

It is urgent to burn my eyebrows.

Go back to the office, take out the notebook from the drawer, and write down everything you need.

Chefs, ground staff, maintenance staff...

Psychological intervention experts, battlefield assessment experts...

While he was leaning over his desk, there was a slight knock on the door, and when he looked up, he saw Gould standing at the door.

"You are here, come in and find a seat to sit casually."

Tang Dao said enthusiastically, stood up, and poured him a cup of hot water. This place doesn't even have instant coffee, take it over, and give it to him.

Gould looked around. Is there any place to sit here? Shaking his head, "Mr. Nicholas, if you have anything to say, just tell me, there are still some things in the regiment that I need to deal with."

"I came here to tell you, don't worry, I won't force the members of the dog-headed mercenary group to join the company, but if they apply to join, I will give you a certain subsidy for each of them, no less than 20,000 US dollars , you can't force them.” Tang Daoxu narrowed his eyes, he didn't want to break up with Gould because of this matter, so he said it directly.

But if he doesn't know current affairs, then... **** off!

signed a contract?

Who said that once a contract is signed, it must be fulfilled?

Youqi sued him for Tang Dao in the Somali court, and the next day he pulled the tank to block the door.

Gould was actually very angry. Of course he could feel the anxiety of his subordinates. The benefits are so good, much better than in the dog-headed mercenary group. Although the mercenary group is free, since he entered this industry, it must be for money ~www.mtlnovel.com~ If you are rich, you are a master.

But he is also smart, knowing that Tang Dao is willing to open up and tell himself that he just wants to be smarter and not be stupid, and the subsidy of 20,000 US dollars per person is also very face-saving. "Can."

Tang Dao's tense old face was a little loose, and he smiled. Regardless of whether it was true or not, the atmosphere was obviously much better. He took out a box of cigars from the drawer, put them in front of the other party, and said gently, "Try it, smoke it." Come find me when you're done."

Gould didn't know the Spanish above, but his intuition told him that it must be very expensive.

He also wanted to taste the taste, took the cigar over, flipped it a few times in his hand, and said, "Mr. Nicholas, actually, if you want employees, I can help you get in touch. I know that there are many free mercenaries and mercenaries in Namibia. There are a few mercenary groups with good records, if the welfare is good, it will be enough to attract them."

"Of course, but I have high quality requirements. I don't want my employee to die because of some low-level mistakes. I also want to give him an extra pension. If you can introduce someone to the company, I will give you 200 dollars." Remuneration." Tang Dao stretched out **** and said.

"Thank you," Gould said.

Tang Dao is rich now anyway, and has almost monopolized the supply of bullets to Aidid. Now the company has a liquidity of tens of millions of dollars, and the problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

After Gould left.

Tang Dao turned the book to another page and wrote on the top: "Details of mercenary level benefits!"

Just put pen to paper.

[Sub-quests: A real arms dealer has his own private arms, establish a PMC company, task reward: an elite mercenary regiment! (No less than 10 people!)]

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