Chapter 344 It doesn't matter who the cows and horses are working for. The guerrillas on Silver Island also witnessed the explosion in the sky. When they saw the private plane disintegrating after being hit by the Warthog and the wreckage falling into the sea, they couldn't help but sigh, but more people were still cheering. There was no time for them to adjust their emotions, because the Black Hawk helicopters and speedboats sent by the littoral combat ship had already arrived. The Black Hawks hovered over the island coastline, and the fully armed soldiers took out the loudspeakers and shouted, "Members of the guerrillas, please put down your weapons immediately, raise your hands in surrender, and gather at the spot to wait for the head count. Please ask the guerrilla leaders to maintain order at the scene! Warning again! Please put down your weapons immediately..." The sound of the loudspeaker resounded throughout the entire Silver Island. All the guerrilla members put away their guns tacitly, not intending to make any more futile resistance. They chose to surrender obediently and gathered at the coastline. The deputy captain of the guerrillas saw that the commander-in-chief and the captain were both dead, and he thought he was the one with the most say on the island, so he immediately called the guerrilla members, gathered more than a hundred people, and marched to the coastline, where they piled up their guns and projectiles one by one and arranged them neatly. The group of people couldn't help but start whispering to each other and worried about their future fate. The sergeant who had just landed on the coastline of Silver Island by speedboat saw this scene and couldn't help but admire their military qualities. He turned to the soldier driving the speedboat next to him and said, "Look, they lined up so quickly. It shows that they have all received formal military training and trust us. But if other special forces with special missions come here and see them lined up so neatly, they might just fire a shell at them. By that time, they will all be gone!" When the deputy captain heard this, he couldn't hold back any longer and quickly stood up and said, "Sir, we have surrendered. Without weapons, we are just ordinary people. You shouldn't fire at us anymore!" "Of course I know this. Don't worry. I was just joking." The sergeant smiled and comforted him.
Can you make such a joke casually? It almost scared me to death! The deputy captain couldn't help but complain in his heart. The chief leader also landed at the Silver Island Airport in a Cirrus driven by Boktu. After getting off the plane, I looked around and saw the empty airport. The last time I came here, I had to give the guerrillas some face, but this time, everything on this island will belong to the chief leader's property. Looking up at the warthog circling overhead, the chief immediately informed him that he could land at the airport. Bailey received the message and responded by turning around in the air, adjusting the direction and diving straight down, landing the Warthog safely at the airport. Zhang Ailun asked Boktu to find a mobility scooter, and after Bailey got off the plane, the three of them drove to the coastline. After arriving here, we saw that Captain Spike and the Sergeant Major had already brought the people under control of the situation. The more than 100 guerrillas did not cause a riot and lined up neatly. The soldiers and their weapons were confiscated, and they began to register and call the roll one by one. The Black Hawk helicopter also hovered in the air for a while, conducting a carpet search in various areas of Silver Island, focusing on the more hidden places like the rainforest swamp area. It used a loudspeaker to make routine announcements, and returned to the coastline after more than ten minutes and landed on an open space. When Zhang Ailun saw this scene, he knew it would take some time to call people, so he asked Boktu to move a stool from the house, brought over a few bottles of mineral water and cakes, and then sat on the chair to wait for a while, admiring the scenery of the coastline. Soon a soldier came running over and reported to the chief leader: "Commander, we have seized a total of 162 rifles, more than 15000 spare bullets, boxes of projectiles, six pickup trucks, three 5 machine guns, five RPG rocket launchers, and 20 high-precision rockets..." He told the chief leader about his gains in detail, but he didn't remember much. He just listened to it roughly and then remembered the 20 high-precision rockets. "That guy really had bad intentions and wanted to shoot down our Black Hawk helicopter. Unfortunately, he failed." Zhang Ailun sneered. Soon Captain Spike also came with his men and reported, "Commander, this is the highest-ranking commander in the guerrilla organization, Vice Captain Locke, and the Colombian informant you mentioned, Gooch." Zhang Allen looked at the deputy captain in his early thirties and the gray-haired veteran Gu Qi and praised them, "You did a good job and saved me a lot of trouble. Don't worry, I am always generous to talented people and those who know the times. I will never treat you unfairly! The reason why I bought this island from the Colombian government is to develop its treasures. Now I am in need of people. As long as you are willing to change jobs, I will be happy to recruit you to work for me. After all, you betrayed your boss and caused him to fall into the sea and die. Now you should no longer be members of the guerrillas." The deputy captain was a little excited when he heard this, "Mr. Jin, am I still the deputy captain?" "vice captain?" Zhang Ailun was surprised and said, "The commander-in-chief!" He was promoted with a wave of his hand. "From now on, you will be responsible for managing the more than one hundred people on the island for me." When the deputy captain heard this, he was a little confused, because the surprise came too suddenly, and the big gift package that fell from the sky almost knocked him out.
He became even more excited. If there weren't so many people here, he would have almost worshipped him as his godfather. "Thank you Mr. Jin for trusting me! I can definitely do this job well!" the deputy captain immediately guaranteed seriously. Then I thought of my former boss in my heart, "Golzan, you died a good death! If you hadn't died, how could I have made a breakthrough in my new job?" "How much was your previous salary?" Zhang Ailun asked again. "Mr. Jin, the hourly wage of our ordinary guerrilla members is 8 Colombian pesos per hour, which is 18 US dollars. The deputy captain position is paid 10 pesos per hour. I am not sure about the salaries above the captain. But in fact, it is not that much, because wages are often in arrears and paid once a week. Some people have died in the war before they even received their wages." The deputy captain said respectfully. Zhang Ailun was a little surprised. "With such low wages, there are still people willing to work for them? You guerrillas are really poor. If I pay my employees $18 per hour and delay their wages for no reason, they will definitely not be willing to work for me." "Mr. Jin, this is Colombia, not America." The deputy captain was also helpless. "The least valuable thing here is human life. Sometimes people are willing to take risks just for $1000. Many people only earn $300-500 a month." Zhang Ailun fell into deep thought. It seemed that he had overlooked the ecological environment of the chaotic country. In some very special areas in Africa, a gunman could be hired to work for him for a price of one thousand dollars. Those old blacks really went all out when they had something to do! Even though they can't even afford shoes, their technical skills are very high. They had not received any theoretical knowledge, and all they did was practical target shooting, because those who didn't have any skills had died long ago over there, and those who were left were all veterans who were proficient in faith shooting and jungle ambushes. "I can give you a salary slightly lower than that of the security team, 30 dollars per hour for ordinary employees, with subsidies, overtime pay, and weekly vacation. If you are injured in battle or die in an accident, the company will pay tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of dollars depending on the situation." Zhang Ailun said: "But you are also responsible for excavation and mining work. It is not just as simple as maintaining the safety of the island. Otherwise, I would not need so many people." This treatment is already very common on the West Coast. It can be said that he is a black-hearted boss. After all, the employees have to carry guns to fight, move bricks and dig pits. Even the donkey in the production team would not dare to use them like this! But the deputy captain looked proud and grateful, "Boss! You are so kind." "Call me commander." said the chief leader. "Commander!" the deputy captain immediately changed his words. Zhang Ailun looked at the old man Gu Qi again and said, "What do you think? Do you want to stay and work for me, or go back to Columbia?" "Mr. Jin, as an informant of the Colombian government army, Golzan's death is closely related to me. If the news gets out, what awaits me is most likely the crazy revenge of the guerrillas! Although I don't want to face this situation, I also don't want to abandon my family. I can only hope for the protection of the Colombian government army. My greatest wish is to see my son get rid of the title of the descendant of criminals, become a knowledgeable and faithful person, become an officer, instead of being scolded as a mudblood from the country." Guqi smiled bitterly and spoke his heart out. "I will talk to Congressman Dutch and ask them to arrange the best school for your son so that he can receive the best education. At the same time, I will allocate tuition for your son so that he can finish college. But are you sure you want your son to join the army?" Zhang Ailun asked doubtfully. In a place like Colombia, where some areas are constantly at war, the death rate of government troops should be several times higher than that of other industries. Although there are channels for advancement, the moral quality of many government troops is not as good as that of guerrillas and drug lords. They have meager salaries, and their income basically depends entirely on bribes from drug lords and gangs. It doesn't make sense for parents to send their children into the fire. "In Colombia, the only way for the poor to have a bright future is to study hard, go into politics or join the army. Otherwise, they can only be farmers all their lives, or join guerrillas, gangs, drug dealers or smugglers. But I have been growing sugarcane for half my life, and I have also been growing sugar leaves for half my life. I really don't want my son to be the next me." Gucci said frankly. "Well, I respect your idea, and I believe you will be a good father." Zhang Allen nodded, then asked Bailey to get his handbag, opened the zipper, took out $5 from a pile of green bills, and handed it to Gucci. "Take it, it's yours! As a qualified father, I am willing to sponsor you and give you some help." Zhang Ailun said admiringly. “Mr. Jin, this is too much…” Gu Qi took the money, feeling a little flattered and at a loss. "Take it, this is what you deserve. If it weren't for the intelligence you provided that allowed me to learn the news in advance, I might have to go through some trouble to take over this island. At least it wouldn't be as simple as just destroying a private plane." Zhang Ailun waved his hand. Without any news from Councilman Dutch, the chief will definitely wait until the Warthog arrives to be on the safe side, and then have Bailey destroy all the vehicles at the airport. He will then pick a few troublemakers to make an example of them, fire a few artillery shells on the island to destroy some things, and then threaten them to surrender immediately. But the loss would be more than just that. Now, with only a little waste of oil and loss of some bullets, the island was recovered. Gu Qi's contribution was indeed great.
"Mr. Jin, thank you very much! You are such a good person." Gu Qi was very grateful. This was the boss, a wise leader worthy of others to follow! Unlike Golzan, who only talked big. Don't believe what he said about giving you a $20 dividend later. He said he would take care of your wife for you, so don't be stubborn. After all, this guy's moral character is basically at the bottom even among the guerrillas, and he is notoriously unethical. He immediately said, "Mr. Jin, there are a few of Golzan's confidants in the crowd. They were responsible for following my orders to shoot and implement the raid plan. Now that Golzan is dead, they have surrendered and mixed into the crowd. I can help you find them all to avoid causing you trouble in the future." "Then I'll leave it to you. Just handle it cleanly. Spike will cooperate with you." Zhang Allen nodded and winked at Spike, asking him to go with them to handle the matter. It's better that Gucci doesn't stay here. After all, he is a member of the Colombian government army, and the leader doesn't want to be watched no matter what he does in his home. Now the other party only took a few tens of thousands of dollars in benefits, but they directly bit off those landmines and also provided after-sales service. These people are professional! "Understood." Gu Qi and the deputy captain agreed immediately and turned around to act as guides. Soon, several people were pulled out from the crowd and taken deep into the rainforest. Accompanied by a few gunshots, even the seagulls and birds that had just landed on the coastline were scared away. The guerrilla members were horrified and couldn't help but panic, but the deputy captain played a key role at this time and began to spread the good treatment promised by the chief leader and do ideological work for them. The guerrilla members were shocked when they heard this. They didn't expect the new boss to be so generous. As expected of billionaires from America, these foreigners are so generous with their money. Go fuck the guerrillas! It doesn't matter who the cows and horses work for. From now on, I will be Mr. Jin's brick, and I will go wherever Mr. Jin needs me! As long as you give me money, I will move to my death! You damn guerrillas better not mess with Mr. Jin, or they will make you pay for it!! The soldiers looked at the chief leader with no other emotions in their eyes, only ardent loyalty. A group of people have already started thinking about working shirtless and digging more shovels of soil, otherwise it would be a shame to get the $30 hourly wage! Soon the soldiers on the warship also brought news to the chief commander, "Commander, we found a speedboat in the port behind the mountain. It should be a backup plan prepared by those who wanted to escape privately, but I don't know why it was not used." "Then let's take them in. Now everything on this island is our private property." After saying this, Zhang Ailun looked at the geologists who didn't fit in not far away and immediately ordered, "Bring those hostages here. I have something to tell them." "Understood." The soldier immediately turned around and brought the geologists over. (End of this chapter)