Chapter 94

And all of this,

was caused by that damn mercenary group!

He took several deep breaths.

The President finally suppressed the anger in his heart.

He spoke coldly.

"I heard that the captain of that mercenary group assassinated Jonathan for a commission of 100 million."

"Very good!"

"Then now I will also give you 100 million."

"You go find someone to take out the captain of that mercenary group."

"Can you do it?"

Under the President's gaze,

the high-level officials of the military and government could only nod heavily.

"Yes! Mr. President!"

The President looked at the officials who expressed their stance,

and added coldly,

"Remember."

"Do not offer a public reward."

"You find someone to do it yourselves, and everything must be executed according to the highest confidentiality regulations."

"The nation cannot afford to lose this face."

If a nation were to publicly offer a reward for a mercenary group,

it would be mocked fiercely!

Israel could not accept such a disgrace again.

But the captain of that mercenary group,

must die!

Only his head,

could wash away Israel's disgrace!

Two days later,

another piece of international news attracted world attention.

Israel announced a temporary cessation of all war operations against Gaza.

And would reach a 3-month ceasefire agreement with the Batan nation.

As soon as this news came out,

many countries had already understood.

The aftershocks after Jonathan was decapitated had already begun to spread slowly.

A war,

had actually been completely changed because of a mercenary group!

And on the other side,

a private reward targeting the Silver Snake Mercenary Group was also quietly underway.

This reward did not appear on the dark web,

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it was proceeding very secretly,

the Israeli military,

not only sent out their strongest special operations squad,

but also secretly contacted assassins on the assassin list.

It was also a commission of 100 million.

To get the head of the captain of the Silver Snake Mercenary Group.

Whoever brings the head to Israel,

the 100 million commission will be offered with both hands!

A storm of slaughter,

was brewing slowly...

And at this time,

Lu Shu's figure had reappeared in Gaza City,

having received the commission for killing Jonathan from Gahar.

Chapter 075: Golden Triangle! The next part-time job!

Gaza City under the night.

Gahar stood at the blockade passage on the very outskirts of the city.

As the chairman of the material dispatch center,

he hadn't been out of Gaza City for a very, very long time,

firstly because it was dangerous, and secondly because he was busy.

But today,

he almost walked to the blockade line of Israel!

Because he had just personally sent someone away.

From inside the city to outside the city,

now he looked at the desert in the distance,

faintly,

he could still see that back in a black sports suit.

A Batan nation officer who had been temporarily transferred to his side,

didn't seem to know who that back was.

Looking at Gahar, who was tearful, he asked cautiously.

"Chairman."

"Who is that person? How come you personally sent him all the way outside the city."

Gahar's gaze kept looking over there,

and after waiting for a long time, he answered with a hoarse voice.

"That is... the captain of a mercenary group."

The Batan nation officer was still a bit puzzled.

"But why did he receive a commission of 50 million from you, Chairman?"

"A full 50 million..."

Gahar wiped the tears from his face,

and recovered his emotions a bit.

"No, no, no, he should have received 100 million originally."

"Or even more."

"Even if I gave him my life, I would be willing."

"The things he accomplished... perhaps even God couldn't do."

Gahar smiled,

if it weren't for the fact that Israel's ceasefire agreement had been signed now.

Until now,

he still felt that matter was like a dream!

That captain of the Silver Snake Mercenary Group,

actually really took his team members to take out that damn Jonathan!

Previously, he paid the sky-high commission of 100 million US dollars as promised.

But the other party actually took away only 50 million very calmly.

That captain said,

the reason for accepting the mission this time,

half was because of the commission.

The other half was because of his team members.

The half for his team members,

had already been paid with Jonathan's head.

So one thing is one thing,

the Silver Snake Mercenary Group does missions,

can't be one cent less,

and one cent more depends on the situation.

Gahar hadn't seen such a captain before.

And might not have the chance to see one again.

He looked over there deeply once more,

that back could no longer be seen in the desert.

"Let's go."

"There are still many things to do."

Gahar sighed with complex emotions.

Finally, he made a "May God bless him" blessing gesture.

Then he turned and left with the official.

Walking straight toward the southwest along the desert.

On that quiet coastline where the Yota River flows into the sea.

A campfire was burning quietly.

Zhang Zhe and Su Mu sat far away on one side,

watching the 8 members of the Silver Snake Mercenary Group sitting around the campfire.

Every team member had suffered some injuries to varying degrees,

but not a single one died.

After the decapitation operation two days ago was completed.

All the Silver Snake team members followed the retreat route Lu Shu had left behind personally,

running wildly under the pursuit of thousands of Israeli soldiers.

Running through hills, running through deserts,

then circling a few huge circles,

then plunging into the turbulent Yota River to take the water route,

and finally rushing into the sea, circling around, and arriving at this coastline.

Now those Israeli soldiers were still searching crazily,

but the team members were already lazily enjoying fine wine and barbecue around the campfire.

Accompanying the fine wine and barbecue,

was also the distribution of the commission for this operation.

The group's chief financial officer was responsible for distributing the money.

"This time, the Captain brought back a total of 50 million in commission."

"Old rules, the fallen team members get 10 million in pension."

"The remaining 40 million, the Captain takes 8 million."

"We 8 people split 32 million equally, 4 million each."

"Any objections?"

Nia's fingers were tapping on the satellite computer,

while she continued to say casually.

"Those with objections can also keep them."

"I don't want to hear them."

The other 8 team members were happy,

even without Nia's last sentence,

no one would have any opinions.

The old rules of the group had always been like this,

those who died get the most.

Those who are alive, the Captain takes the big share.

And for this operation,

under the remote control of the Captain,

they covered each other and crossed paths to advance and retreat.

So there was no such thing as individual contribution being more or less.

So Nia's way of splitting equally per person was accepted by every team member.

After finalizing,

Nia quietly began to transfer money to everyone.

This should be the last money distribution in the short term.

After taking out Jonathan,

the Israeli soldiers in this area were searching for them crazily.

And it seemed that additional forces had already set their sights on the mercenary group.

So the Captain had decided to disband the group and retreat.

When Nia was distributing the money,

other team members were laughing and playing on the side,

"Last time the commission was 6.6 million, this time it's 4 million."

"Damn, that's 10 million in the account?"

"Damn! Big Beard, you made a fortune this trip!"

After the black brother secretly calculated a sum,

he kicked Big Beard's injured thigh,

Big Beard was kicked by this kick and grimaced,

but the corners of his mouth that were pulled up couldn't close at all.

"Hehe! Lucky! Lucky!"

"Lucky to get a little bit more than you guys!"

"Hahahaha!"

Then another team member also calculated a sum silently,

his face turned angry,

and he punched the black brother's bandaged left arm.

"Damn it!"

"Blackie, did you earn less?"

"Last time 6 million, this time 4 million, you also earned 10 million, okay!"

"Almost let you muddle through!"

The black brother, who also took a punch,

touched his nose without feeling pain.

Two rows of big white teeth were exceptionally bright under the reflection of the firelight.

"Hahaha!"