roccoschili Chapter 56 Corsica Base
Chapter 56 Corsica Base
It was so satisfying to give that white kid a good thrashing. Even after he got on the helicopter, Xing Tian was still savoring the memory. Just thinking about how angry he was made him want to laugh.
"Oh, what's making you so happy? Is it because you're going home?"
Eagle Eye, who was piloting the plane, caught a glimpse of Xing Tian's radiant smile out of the corner of his eye, which piqued his curiosity.
"I am indeed happy to be back at base, but what made me happy just now was not that, but..."
Xing Tian roughly recounted his feud with the white kid Tess to Hawkeye. Unexpectedly, Hawkeye knew Tess and laughed as he shared his guess.
"I know Tess, the one you mentioned. He's the son of US Air Force Major General Fred. He hates you, which is probably related to his grandfather's death. His grandfather died on the Korean battlefield, so he hates all the people of Daedong."
After hearing Hawkeye's explanation, Chen Jun suddenly understood and cursed speechlessly, "They were invaders, they deserved to die, and they still have the nerve to hate us?"
"That's fucking shameless."
Xing Tian agreed with Chen Jun's statement and said, "Back then, we weren't the only ones fighting them; the Korean People's Army was also involved. How can he be sure it was in our hands?"
"The Korean People's Army?"
Hawkeye laughed, with a hint of disdain: "If it weren't for your Daedong soldiers, there would be no Korea. They were just supporting actors throughout the entire war."
In terms of contributing significantly to winning the war, North Korea's contribution at the time was indeed negligible.
Hawkeye wasn't wrong.
"You seem to be on the side of the United States, and you know so much about Tesla. Are you also a veteran of the U.S. military?" Xing Tian asked curiously.
"No, I'm Swiss. These things aren't secrets. It's not hard to find out. Besides, the son of a U.S. Air Force Major General is no small fry," Hawkeye said.
"It's definitely not something a normal person would do for the son of a major general to become a mercenary."
Xing Tian couldn't understand the thoughts of these privileged children, but instead became curious about Hawkeye: "Speaking of which, with such good flying skills, you'd be highly sought after anywhere."
I believe that if you just announce it, a bunch of wealthy people will be vying to hire you as their private pilot, easily earning millions a year. Why would you choose to become a dangerous mercenary?
Pilots are paid very high salaries, let alone those who pilot private jets for the wealthy.
"The reason is simple."
Hawkeye chuckled and said, "My father was a mercenary, so I became a mercenary when I grew up."
Is it possible for children to inherit their fathers' businesses in this industry?
Chen Jun was impressed and gave him a thumbs up.
……
The wolf pack base and the recruit camp were not far apart; the helicopter landed in less than half an hour.
While still in the air, Chen Jun surveyed the base. The base was not large in area, and was generally square in shape. The environment, nestled between mountains and the sea, was quite nice.
The only downside is that it looks a bit old, having been built more than twenty years ago.
Next to the runway that can accommodate small aircraft, there is a row of helipads dedicated to helicopters, and next to them are three small docks.
The helicopter can be easily towed into the dock for maintenance and repair once it is parked on the helipad.
Once Hawkeye brought the helicopter to a stop on the tarmac, Chen Jun and Xing Tian got off the helicopter with their luggage and saw the captain and Cowboy walking towards them from the dock.
"Hey, Chen Jun, Xing Tian, have you finished your flight training? How was it flying the plane?" Cowboy asked from afar.
"Forget it, if I could, I'd rather stay on the ground for the rest of my life." Xing Tian only realized how dangerous it was to fly after learning about airplanes. As someone who values his life, he didn't want to take any risks.
"I'd love to learn how to fly a plane, but what a shame, who the hell designed the cockpit to be so small?" Chen Jun said indignantly.
"..."
Looking at Chen Jun's physique and comparing it to what he said, the cowboy was speechless.
Anyone who designs an airplane cockpit that Chen Jun could sit in would be truly insane.
"Chen Jun, Xing Tian, welcome back to the team."
The team leader walked over and warmly extended his right hand, thus defusing the awkward situation caused by Chen Jun.
After Chen Jun and Xing Tian shook hands with the captain, the two were led by the captain through the dock to the barracks at the rear. Pointing inside, the captain said, "You two can choose any bed and put anything that isn't close to your body on it."
The room layout was similar to that of the recruit camp, with a large dormitory-style dormitory that ran from one end to the other.
However, there weren't many beds here, only eight in total. Each bed had a blanket on it, so it was impossible to tell whether anyone was living there.
Since the captain could choose any bed he wanted after losing, Chen Jun didn't care whether the bed was occupied or not.
He chose the innermost bed so that even if other people were staying in the room, they wouldn't disturb him when they came and went, and then put his luggage on the bedside table.
Xing Tian chose to live next to Chen Jun, thinking that it would be easier for family members to take care of each other if they lived together.
Both were true descendants of the Yellow Emperor, graduated from the same university, experienced a robbery together, and eventually joined the Wolf Pack mercenary group together.
Their fates were intertwined, and they could only survive longer by looking after each other.
"Captain, where is this? Is this our base?" Xing Tian put his luggage down and went out to find the captain to sound him out.
Previously, the captain had described the wolf pack as incredibly powerful, the top in the mercenary world.
The current dilapidated base is clearly not a good fit.
"This is Corsica, one of our bases. The place where you are doing basic training is the paratrooper training base of the French Foreign Legion," the captain explained.
"One of them? Do our wolf packs have many bases?" Chen Jun's eyes immediately lit up.
The more bases a country has, the stronger it is.
"We do have many bases."
The captain didn't mince words and explained in detail: "For example, the place we live in Funan is also one of our bases. However, we don't have much stuff there; it's just a place to stay. We have many bases like that all over the world."
This is our largest base in Europe. We also have another large base like this in Africa, South America, and Asia.
As for our personnel, we actually have quite a few, mostly logistics and foreign affairs staff. We don't have many combat personnel; in total, maybe a few dozen.
One base already sounds impressive, but the wolf pack has so many bases.
Chen Jun and Xing Tian were both excited.
"My god, the wolf pack is amazing! They have four large bases and countless medium and small bases. No wonder they're number one in the mercenary world!" Chen Jun exclaimed excitedly.
No one would complain about a small place to work and earn money, let alone a high-risk profession like mercenary.
"Building a house costs 100,000 to 200,000 yuan, so developing a land plot would cost hundreds of millions or even millions of yuan. Developing so many land plots would cost a fortune."
Although Xing Tian's perspective is completely different from Chen Jun's, it also highlights the "power" of the wolf pack.