Many of the veterans Bill talked about were unable to adapt to normal life after retirement, so they could only pick up guns and become mercenaries until they died on the battlefield at an unknown time.
Many of them were Bill's tribesmen, and he didn't want them to die on the battlefield, but if these war-traveled mercenaries were forced to stay in ordinary society, they might become violent maniacs or even murderers.
For example, one of his friends got drunk one time, took out his pistol and shot sparrows on the tree in his backyard.
The sound of gunshots frightened the neighbors, and soon some people said they were going to court to sue him and try to drive him away.
As a result, the man laughed wildly, smashed the glass with bullets, went from house to house, and threw a dead sparrow in.
"Haha, tell me, is it the bird that flies faster, or the bullet that flies faster?
Do you bring a handle? He will only complain like a child, and if he doesn't accept it, he will have a showdown between cowboys, life or death! "
He just screamed like this, and was dragged into prison by the deacons of the 7th Bureau. Fortunately, no one was hurt, and with the help of his comrades, he was released after three months in prison.
As a result, on the day he was released from prison, he was so happy that he got drunk. He placed 20 empty beer bottles on the eaves of his house and started shooting again.
After retiring, that man would pull out a gun and shoot indiscriminately whenever he got drunk. Who could stand this? Even his wife was so scared that she divorced him.
And this situation is not uncommon. People who have been on the battlefield for a long time have more or less mental illness.
They are unsociable, do not agree with each other, or resort to violence when they are unhappy. Such veterans can no longer live a normal life.
To a certain extent, Renn also has incorrect views.
Bill looked helpless and said to everyone: "There are about 40 of my friends. Although they have psychological problems, they are rich in experience. As long as we add new people and train together, they will soon form combat effectiveness.
Of course, wages must be paid, and the pension after death cannot be reduced. After all, they also have families. If you agree to the conditions, I can gather them together immediately. "
It is better to die on the battlefield than to let our comrades commit serious crimes and go to jail, and even harm their families.
This was also their own intention. After struggling for a long time, Bill decided to drag them into the Thorn Security Company.
Because he could see that Renn didn't care who was under his command, he only wanted results and benefits.
After pondering for a while, Ren nodded: "No problem, I want these veterans, and I will send someone to rent the farm right away.
Is there anything else you need to prepare? "
The golden autumn vacation is almost over. After handling the affairs here, he will ask for a leave from the school.
Bill took out a stack of documents, handed them to Ren, and explained: "To form two one-star hunting teams, you need to purchase 40 standard-quality Force firearms.
You need to reserve some ordinary demon-hunting bullets and armor-piercing bullets. In the next year or two, you will be dealing with ghouls on the plains. You should also prepare some white death liquid that can target them.
In addition, ordinary guns and ammunition, helmets, combat boots... I don’t need to emphasize these too much.
Of course, if possible, give priority to purchasing all weapons produced by the Steam Alliance, as their quality is better. "
"Do you have any channels to purchase arms from the Steam Alliance?" Ren asked.
You can also get these through the Witcher Guild, but you have to pay an agency fee.
Bill smiled proudly: "Luka luka, of course. I used to be one of their old customers, and I bought a lot of arms from them."
After learning about it, he found that Bill's private channels were cheaper, so Renn left the purchase of equipment to him.
"I want to ask, have we obtained various certificates and licenses for our company? We also have equipment licenses and other things."
Seemingly thinking of something, Bill asked seriously.
Not everyone can make money from war, and it is difficult for ordinary people in the Kingdom of Falorland to obtain firearms usage certificates.
The Pugni Plain is too chaotic and is a bit overrun with guns. This does not mean that the law is not strict, let alone purchasing and using some Force firearms.
When it comes to mercenary business, you must solve various document problems for a large number of people under your command, otherwise it will not be legal.
This is not an easy task for ordinary extraordinary people. Extraordinary people use guns and ammunition personally, which makes it easier to pass.
But now there is a group of people, most of whom are ordinary soldiers, and the documents are not so easy to obtain.
Ren sat on the chair, crossed his fingers, and said with a smile, "No problem, everything has been approved."
There are people in North Korea who are easy to work with, and this applies to any country. In terms of the weapons and equipment license of the security company, Carlos the Lancer gave him the maximum help.
As long as they don't purchase banned psychic explosives like "Red Flame Crystal" in large quantities, it can be solved for Ren, who has now reached some kind of deal with Carlos.
He had some connections. He glanced at Ren in surprise and Bill nodded. He was planning to do this himself. Now that he had done it, it saved him a lot of effort.
He felt that he, the old man, had seen the right person. Different from the past, this time, he tied himself to the chariot of Thorn Security Company.
In addition to the high price offered by Ren, he was not willing to just become a rich man and enjoy his old age.
He is a man who cannot sit still. Even when he is old, he will fight until the last moment and end up on the battlefield.
Lane picked up the stack of information on the farm outside Wilton and started to look through it. There were several photos on it.
Bill spoke up at the right time: “A hunting and entertainment farm covering an area of 40 hectares, the natural scenery is primitive and simple.
Most of the farm is forest, with a small lake and two small ponds, a 200-meter-high mountain, a canyon and a meadow.
Most of the woods are dominated by oak, pine, and fir. These trees can be cut down freely. There are many kinds of animals, including deer, geese, ducks, turkeys..."
But for such a large farm, the rental price is very cheap, almost cabbage price, because the farm is going bankrupt and there are more wild animals than domesticated ones.
Jenny on the side was holding a cup of coffee and shook her head: "This farm is actually not suitable for farming. Now, except for the trees inside that can be harvested for some money, it is a completely useless asset.
The geographical location is too remote, close to a forest, the terrain is complicated, and the guardrails are not easy to use. The chickens and ducks will disappear after raising them. The businessman at the beginning also got excited and started the farm with enthusiasm.
Coupled with poor management, it is now becoming a wasteland. The businessman himself has not visited this property for several years. "
She used to be a staff member of the city hall and was quite familiar with some situations in the neighborhood.
Ren smiled: "However, elite field troops that are suitable for military training and adapt to various conditions require complex terrain and arduous training."
Sigg's expression was wretched, and he suddenly laughed: "I like field battles. Boss, I hope to recruit some female soldiers to fight in the field together... well, train together."
