Blackstone Code Chapter 836: Bad Life
It's not worth it to sacrifice my own life for a small amount of money.
He still has a bright future and countless wealth waiting to be squandered so he doesn't put himself in danger.
In the end, he chose to pay an extra $1 million to have Lynch document all his actions.
After the young middle-aged man left, Lynch asked Austin a question, "How long do you think it would take if we sent someone to do this?"
Austen gave an answer with little thought, "If they don't hide, we can take out all the criminals in a day or two at most."
This is the pride of the Union soldiers. If the same question is put before the Minister of War, Guevra may consider how much pension should be prepared first...
Well, that's a joke, how can the Gavra army be worse than some street gangs?
Just as Lynch was thinking about this, Austin's eyes changed slightly.
In a few words, six million will be available.
She thinks that's six million, four million in action upfront and two million in bond, she thinks Lynch will definitely not return the two million, she guessed right.
Just by lip service, so much money went into Lynch's pocket.
As long as he spends less than one million, he can almost complete this military operation, and the rest is earned.
This is the capitalist. In their eyes, anything can be linked to wealth. In order to seek more profits, they dare to do anything.
She actually had a little misunderstanding about Lynch, maybe it was because she saw the shameless woman cleaning next to Lynch in the morning that affected her mood.
She felt that Lynch was not a good person and would have wrong judgments.
Actually, according to the market price, the price of such a military operation is about... 1.2 million.
Each operative bears the risk that they may die in other countries, and this death does not bring them any honor, so each person gets 30,000, 50,000 or 70,000 or 80,000. Points, this is the hard-earned money.
Then the company will also equip them with various military equipment, weapons, short-range radios, a ship, a speedboat, and the corresponding landing equipment.
After all, it is impossible to openly ask others to cooperate with this kind of "military strike" in other countries, and then carelessly land at an important external port.
Not only is that stupid, it will make the target disappear.
Then it's the finishing touches after the mission is over, picking them up and giving them a long vacation.
The budget for the entire military operation is at least 1.2 million, of which more than half is used to pay for these people's hard work, and the rest is to solve some other problems.
For example, in order to avoid some unexpected disputes, it is necessary to pay some people to cooperate with them to wipe their butts, to keep some people silent, and even to make some people disappear forever.
As for those equipped with military equipment that is not disposable?
Sorry, that's what budgets do. These budgets are all one-offs. If you feel bad, you can take them away after the task is over...
These all cost money.
Every military operation of Blackstone Security in the Ameria region, with the cooperation of the local Gavra officials and the military, the cost is always high, and it has never been less than one million.
Of course this amount of money looks like a lot, but compared to the pension paid to the Gavra Army, it seems to be a good deal and a lot of money.
It's normal. The quotation for such a military operation is around 1.5 million to 2 million, plus a security deposit of 1 million.
But this time, it was Mr. Geruno who took the initiative to put the meat into Lynch's mouth and let him take a bite. He was ready to bleed heavily, so that he could pay for Lynch to stand on his side.
Blackstone Security is currently the largest private military organization in the Commonwealth, and Lynch is well-deserved in this industry.
Some things he doesn't agree with will become trouble for others in the future.
Spending millions to silence Lynch, it's hard to say who wins and who loses this deal.
Mr. Jeruno knew about it soon, and he didn't care about Lynch's mouth wide open and bit him hard.
It's only a few million. This amount of money has not been put into his eyes. Whether the plan he made can be completed is the key.
Meanwhile, the man who killed Mike in Scotland is enjoying the fruits of the fight.
There are many exquisite goods on the table. Anything from the Federation is very popular here. After all, there is a huge gap that cannot be bridged in a short time.
There is a good market here for things outside, but why don't many foreigners come over to sell their goods?
It's very simple, the market is not yet operational.
In layman's terms, there is demand for something after it arrives, but it cannot be sold at a high price.
The purpose of merchants' business is to pursue wealth. Ordinary people in Scotland can't afford to buy them. If they have a little money, they use non-international currency to buy these commodities. The money they sell can only be consumed locally.
Is there something that doesn't exist outside, only Suger has?
A little, but not much, and even less that preserves or even makes money.
Ship out things that cost one dollar for two dollars. Only lunatics would do these things, so even if ordinary people have "money", it is difficult for them to buy things sold by federal merchants.
Federal merchants only accept precious metals, gems, and intact beast leather. These items are easy to carry, easy to cash in, and the price difference is large.
But the whole local market is so big, and ordinary families can't find so much gold, gems, leather, spices, etc. to trade, so in general these foreign merchants only serve the real rich, and those who pan for gold By.
This also leads to another problem. There is a market, but there is no stock. According to the natural law of the market, there will be a phenomenon of high-priced purchases. Therefore, those things on the table that seem to be of little value in the Federation have become very expensive here. expensive.
Several gang members have moved the warehouses back to their own warehouses. The leader of the gang is a fat middle-aged man in his late forties with many scars.
He sat on a wicker chair and looked at the merchandise with a greedy gleam in his eyes.
"The police station is here..."
Someone walked in quickly, and as soon as he finished speaking, two men in police uniforms broke in from outside.
At a glance, they saw the federal merchandise that was placed everywhere, and they couldn't take their eyes off of them.
It took more than ten seconds for the policeman at the front to struggle out of these "treasures".
He's the police chief's younger brother, and he's seen the world so he can break free.
At this time, he frowned, "The federal diplomats are protesting again. The mayor is under a lot of pressure. You have to solve the trouble you cause yourself."
"Pressure?"
The gang leader in the first seat stood up, his chubby physique putting a lot of pressure on the others.
The Scottish people are relatively short in stature. The average height of adult males is only about five feet, about one meter five to one meter six, and many people are less than one meter six.
But this guy is close to 1.8 meters tall, which makes other people have a lot of extra pressure when facing him.
With the scars all over him, even the policeman looked away in a panic.
"What's the pressure?", he sneered, showing no respect for the mayor and the chief of police at all. He grabbed a handful of federal goods and asked his men to take a cloth bag and pack it.
Then grabbed a few more wads of money and stuffed it in, leaving the cloth bag bulging before handing it over.
“Are you still stressed?”
The policeman was silent for a while, then reached for the cloth bag, looking relieved.
Because of poverty and backwardness, Suger left a lot of problems after the failure of the blind political reform in the early years, so that now the central government has lost its binding force on the local government.
There are constantly rising gangs or clans in the local area. These people do not obey the discipline of the Scottish government, and the local government has nothing to do with these people.
The backward technology has brought the distance between the government and the civilians. Sometimes, as long as a few knives and a heart that dares to kill without fear of death, they can quickly make a name for themselves in Scotland.
If you still have a few dirt guns in your hand, you can be considered a big power.
The leader looked down at the two policemen with a smile on his face, because the other party accepted the salute, and as soon as he turned around, the sense of oppression disappeared instantly, and the two policemen also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Just find a few guys from the prison, beat them to death, and throw them out, saying that people have been found and executed. Isn't this matter over?"
He walked back to his seat and sat down. Even when he was sitting, he felt about the same height as two standing police officers.
"What's the problem?"
The police chief's younger brother hesitated, "I will discuss this matter with the chief, but recently you have to keep a low profile, the Federals are very strong now..."
The gang leader shook his head as if he had seen the truth long ago, "No matter how powerful they are~IndoMTL.com~, they will not spend countless money here for a small businessman, for a little money. Come and trouble me."
"I'm just a little guy, I can't do this!"
When he said these words, he did not show the attitude that he was really a small person, but had a very arrogant attitude, and he laughed when he finished.
The laughter was full of pride, and it was precisely because he saw this clearly that he dared to do something to the Federals.
Everything is as he imagined, the Confederates are constantly condemning, asking the Scottish government to catch the murderer, what else can they do other than this?
Nothing can be done!
The conflict between the central government and the local government in Scotland made it impossible for the central government to directly arrest people locally.
At least now, or in the next few years, no one will want to touch him.
He's not a stone, he's a human, he has subordinates, he has guns, he will resist, and he will die.
Who fights with people like him?