Montana broken o farm.

The dense pine forest slope in the northeast extends to the more than 2,000 acres of area on the side of the valley surrounded by mountains on three sides. The scene of the farm has long been no longer restored to the ease and tranquility of the farm. Various training grounds, such as shooting ranges, buildings that simulate hostages, bunkers occupied by militants and other fortifications occupy the entire area.

A two-story building with L-shaped building built of modular steel is an office on the second floor of the training center of the Flame Warhammer Security Company established by Andy. Joseph had a cigar that was only one-third of his length left on his finger, a faint smile appeared on his face, hung up the phone, and exhaled the smoke from his mouth.

After pondering for a while, he picked up the phone on the table, pressed it a few times, put the receiver in his ear, and then answered it and said, "Matt, let Davis, Miller and Garcia come to my office."

After hanging up the phone, Joseph restrained his previous smile, and his angular face returned to his coldness. The security company was established for more than two months. With his win-win and poaching and poaching with Kenny, it quickly expanded from the initial 20 people to the scale of 100 people. Even the team of 12 people quickly responded to have three teams.

Although the company is very small in size and the personnel gap with companies like Heishui is not a little bit, but it cannot stand the big boss is rich, has a background, and has connections. Not to mention anything else, the individual weapons of each mercenary are the most advanced, and even sunglasses are air guns and bullets, not to mention the armed armored vehicles and armed helicopters equipped, which can be said to be armed to the teeth.

To be honest, such awesome equipment is left to the shelves all day long and not taking it out to the battlefield is really a waste. You should know that most of the people who are willing to be mercenaries and risk their lives to go to the battlefield for money.

The global mercenary market of 200 billion yuan is undoubtedly a professional killer or war animal that every security company wants to get a share of the pie. Whether it is a professional killer or war animal, in a widely circulated sentence in the American mercenary circle, it is: "As long as someone is willing to pay me, I will work for him. I don't know what is wrong. I can serve Reagan and I can also work for Gaddafi."

To be honest, he was still a little worried when he received an order for "direct war service". After all, his big boss is too young. Although he is a genius and is very successful in his career, war is too far away for him. Moreover, the original intention of establishing a security company was only to protect himself and improve his sense of security. As for taking on war services to the outside world, I really don’t know what the boss would think.

However, after receiving Kenny's call, Joseph finally felt relieved. He just told the company's CEO and let him not have any casualties or other numbers in the report briefing, and only the profit figures are reported.

Dongdong--

The office door was knocked, and Joseph woke up from his thoughts and said in a low voice: "Come in."

Soon three mighty and powerful men in camouflage uniforms came in one after another and saluted him.

"You go back and prepare, and take your team to Iraq in two days. The boss has agreed to let the company receive outsourcing military services, three armored personnel carriers, two helicopters, and military dogs. This is the first time the company has accepted military orders. I hope you can complete the task safely and not make any mistakes.

Once casualties occur, it may cause the boss's disgust, and then our company may lose this business in the future. Also, pay attention to battlefield discipline and do not cause trouble for the boss. You must not have a chance or repeat the Black Water incident. Protect the financial and logistics personnel of the company's peers..."

To be honest, Andy didn't care much about the direct war service projects of security companies. In his opinion, mercenaries are special groups derived from the "war economy". As a new form of war economy, mercenaries seem to show unlimited business opportunities. Especially as some operations of the United States' foreign war are constantly privatized and outsourcing, mercenaries will not stop driven by huge commercial interests.

Moreover, he, a time traveler, knows better than anyone else that the world will become more turbulent in the next 10 years, and various wars and conflicts and terrorist activities will continue. Not to mention the terrifying clouds of Europe, even the United States will be tortured by various shootings.

The world is no longer safe! Or it is becoming increasingly unsafe!

You should know that many mercenaries and security companies in the world are supported by a wealthy or a consortium. Some have even had decades of history. Mastering military power is often not only a sense of security, but also a kind of deterrence of force.

Andy would rather others scold him behind his back than be considered easy to deal with, and a soft persimmon.

In this world, good people have never lived long and will be harmed for thousands of years. We must not be a "good person"!

Cannes-Mandalay Airport.

This is the only small airport in downtown Cannes. It is dressed in casual clothes and walked down the private plane's suspension with sunglasses covering half of its face. Because it is not a private apron, you cannot drive in. You can only choose to walk out of the terminal and sit in a car that is already docked on the side of the road.

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

"Yeah." Andy nodded without looking up, and continued to write with his cell phone, "Let's go to xxx Little Cross Avenue, Kenny, please note that I don't want any trouble."

"I understand the boss." Kenny naturally knew what the boss was talking about. Having such a playboy boss was quite helpless for them, and fortunately his boss didn't like to go to occasions such as crowded nightclubs, otherwise they would cry even more.

The Small Cross is the most luxurious avenue on the south coast of Cannes. Its real name is La Croix Satellite. The picturesque coastline, walking paths, and luxurious restaurants and hotels will also make it the busiest area in Cannes.

Monica, wearing a black jumpsuit, had a narrow belt around her waist highlighting her majestic upper hand. Her long hair was scattered with the sea breeze, and she sat on a table outdoor with a large round sunglasses, holding a coffee cup, her plump red chun sipped her coffee lightly, revealing endless elegance in her every move.

She just didn't have the star show that was surrounded by her, and she had specially dressed up, and she was still so eye-catching in the crowd, but no one could recognize her.

"Aren't you afraid of being recognized?"

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

"I was surprised that you came from behind me and could recognize me." Monica said lightly.

"Haha, you 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 is more than not knowing that there is a big star by your side, you still attract the attention of many men." Andy raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face showed a little frivolous.

Monica couldn't help rolling her eyes. Of course, no one could see under her sunglasses. She just snorted softly, stretched out her fingers and combed her long hair flying around, and said lightly: "Let's go, after a long time, someone will recognize her, let alone you have been dominating the sports pages of many European newspapers recently."

As he said that, he stood up, bent down and picked up the bags of three fashion brands placed on the chair beside him, frowned slightly, and helped to pull on the arms that Andy stood beside her.

Andy smiled proudly, and the two of them walked to the black SUV on the side of the road as if no one was around, got in the car one after another, and left.

Some French men who had long been peeping at Monica, a woman without a wedding ring, beat their chests and stamped their feet, regretting why they didn't go up to chat with each other just now. Maybe they could easily take away such a mature and plump figure and elegant temperament.

As for whether Andy and Monica are a couple, they are directly ignored by those French gangsters who are consciously romantic. You should know that this is France, a romantic capital that is not France.

No matter how those passers-by fantasize, they disappeared into the black SUV back seat in the traffic, Andy and Monica's embrace continued since they got on the car, filled with the fragrance of roses and the sound of tasting delicious tsk sounds in the rear cabin with the raised baffle.
Chapter completed!