radicalducati Chapter 265
Chapter 265
"Sir, do you really have a lot of power over the official side? Well, I mean, can you really keep us safe when we get in here?
Hilke asked with some trepidation in his heart.
"Don't worry, this is your safe haven, here you will be very safe, rest assured, even Mr. President will not be able to take you away here."
The Genentech personnel driving in front of him were extremely confident in the information revealed between words, and could even be described as arrogant.
"If that's the case, then you can let us do anything."
Hilke sighed.
Thinking of what happened to him, he felt helpless and depressed, and was born as a mercenary of Russian descent.
His ideal was to earn enough money for a lifetime in the war zone, and at first it was good, and he took his team to earn a lot of money with the boss in the war zone.
I want to work for a few more years and return to China, and then start the process of enjoying life.
Unexpectedly, the boss actually wanted to set up a PMC company in country M, according to the boss, this is more stable and safer, and there is no need to worry about it every day in the war zone.
But the result?
It didn't open much for most of the year, and as soon as it opened, it was a death business.
A simple mission to assassinate a gang leader eventually turns into a grave for all of them.
That's right, Hilke was one of the people responsible for attacking and killing Li Changsheng, and he was also the Russian captain who escaped, and he was surrounded by some of his compatriots.
They were also quite unlucky, they had already gone to sea, but they just arrived on the high seas and learned that their smuggled ship was not serious at all.
And the intermediary was a personal trafficker, who changed hands and sold it to Genetech, and the stowaway was actually an ocean-going vessel of Genentech.
Genentech bought a large number of smugglers from smuggling brokers for the experiment, but the clothes on Hilke and his partners saved them.
Otherwise, this time it would not have been sent here, but to another research branch, where a group of rotten boys, smugglers, the common denominator, is ordinary people without any skills.
Genentech is never too much for trial targets.
It had been half a day since entering the institute, and Hilke and the others cleaned and put on brand new work clothes.
"Boss, is this really reliable? I always feel weird here, I don't want to work here!
One of his subordinates said apprehensively.
"Less nonsense, now you dare to go out? Since it is not a job to pay salaries, food and shelter, and for whom to work for is not to work for life, and you have heard what they said just now.
I have a deep relationship with the top management of country M here, isn't this my ideal job?"
Hilker snorted coldly, as he said as he quickly assembled the distributed firearms.
"But.... But the contract is very clear, with them we can no longer leave here, the first three years can only be in the institute. After that, I can go out two days a week and can't leave the city.
Hell, what kind of company is this, they are depriving us of our personal freedom! His subordinates were still crying.
"I want to go home, I still have my dear Marilyn at home, and my little Sandy."
"Shut up!"
Hilke couldn't help but whisper anymore, his eyes scanned the distance, and saw that the security guards of those institutes in the distance did not pay attention here, so he cursed in a low voice:
"You want to die and don't burden me, don't you understand?" This is a militarized enterprise, biological research? Hmph, maybe it's the biological military industry.
If you dare to violate the rules here, I guarantee that you will soon die silently.
But as long as the regulations are followed, what's wrong here? With a salary of tens of thousands of dollars a month, the work is very easy, we have the relevant experience, and we can start the job now.
As for your Marilyn, you died this heart, honestly work here, you can go out in three years, you look for a country M chick locally, it's the same.
Shaking his head, Hilke was very dissatisfied with this subordinate. But that's all.
The others under him were purely mercenary thinking, and they never thought about getting married and having children when they licked the blood at the knife head.
"Okay, let's work hard, in three years we can go out every week to find beautiful model stars, as long as there is money, we can sleep with whichever woman we want."
Right now.... Right away, follow me to the rotation!
With a command, Hilker carried his gun toward the local security team in the distance.
Because they themselves are professional mercenaries and have received professional PMC knowledge training, the person in charge here only explained the basic regulations to them and arranged their tasks.
In general, new recruits, even veterans, are trained in PMC knowledge, but they omit this process.
Follow the person in charge who guided them all the way to the strange eggshell-shaped building.
"Commander Herlock, can you ask what our duties are?" Hilke followed closely and asked respectfully.
"Don't call me sir, this is not an army."
A white security captain named Herlock walked ahead and shook his head, "You can call me captain, or team leader."
You are divided into Team 151, the current leader is me, and your role is to serve as one of the rotating security personnel on the minus ten floors below the Tower B Institute.
There are currently three teams in rotation, but the company has decided to strengthen its security force due to the recent increase in the number of testers.
Rest assured, there will be no danger, you just need to observe whether this group of testers are in danger, or make some escape, resistance behavior.
If there is a large-scale brawl, you need to fire warning shots in time to prevent the brawl from continuing.
You can communicate with the rest of the staff in the duty room later, and the task is very easy and simple, and there will be no trouble, Hilke.
"Well, thank you, Mr. Herlock, we will carry out every mission seriously."
Hearing this, Hilke suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that it was indeed quite relaxed.
It's not difficult, it's very easy, and the salary is high, where can I find such a good job.
Bite! ~
At this moment, with a crisp sound, the underground minus ten floors arrived, the elevator door slowly opened, and several people also walked out with laughter.
"Mr. Hilke, what's wrong with you?"
As he walked, Herlock noticed that there was no movement behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw that the new arrival Hilke and several people next to him were stunned in place.
No, they are more like they are afraid of something, like herbivores, seeing predators of carnivorous nature.
The trembling and constriction of the pupils were clearly the result of extreme fright.
"Mr. Hilker?" Herlock called again puzzled.
Hearing the voice, Hilke turned his head consciously, but his eyes were still terrified, and his lips trembled and he said:
"Mr. Herlock.... I.... I... I seem to have found a dangerous person, no! Not just a dangerous person, but a terrible demon, the son of hell!!
Hilke grabbed Herlock's shoulders and said tremblingly, his voice low as if he was afraid of being discovered by some terrifying creature.
"Huh?"
Herlock was a little confused, not understanding at all, how he had just come down to find the dangerous element.
I have been on duty here for several years, how come there has never been any accident, as for dangerous elements, is that possible?
In the three-step post, five-step and one-sentry armed security personnel are waiting in strict formation, who dares to defy the wind to commit crimes?
He just said it casually, the purpose is to let everyone not let down their vigilance.
"Mr. Hilke, don't joke."
"Nope! I'm not kidding, Shett, he saw me!! I'm leaving, I'm transferring out of here! He will definitely kill me! "