Chapter 756 - 704: Brutal Training
As the head of the Sinaloa Group's enforcers, Tiago was extremely curious about Vincent's so-called laboratory.
Over the past year, the Sinaloa Group has been enduring pressure from all sides.
Firstly, their own strength was too formidable, resulting in numerous issues with internal management, causing operational costs to rise rapidly.
Secondly, many of their actions have already displeased the United States Government, leading to the emergence of hostile forces around the territories controlled by the Sinaloa Group. Meanwhile, their old rivals, the Gulf Group, and the newly rising Harikos generation, have also begun exerting pressure to squeeze their sales channels.
The overly massive and loose management model compelled the Sinaloa Group to resolve to assemble a powerful strike force.
They are also recruiting experts locally and procuring various heavy firepower for combat.
Now, Alex Vincent offered them another prescription...
Originally, the Sinaloa Group was extremely dissatisfied with the incident in Los Angeles, where Mountain Eagle slaughtered 'Eye Demon' and 'Bone Crusher' along with dozens of gunmen like clearing trash.
If they cannot complete their revenge, the cost for the Sinaloa Group to control US drug channels will continue to rise, as new challengers will constantly emerge until they prove their ability to impose sanctions.
The profits from drugs are immense, so immense that it requires constant death to maintain dominance!
In reality, the Sinaloa Group is not on the same level as Mountain Eagle, but the fact is they were enticed into a seemingly unrelated gamble at Li Chengji's party due to Vincent's involvement, resulting in them becoming a stepping stone.
Now, they want to restore their reputation and stabilize fluctuating morale by demonstrating to outsiders their determination to protect their interests at all costs!
Vincent's arms channel is their crucial lifeline!
On this side of the United States, someone contacted them and offered favorable conditions to provide arms and a certain level of political protection...
However, the Sinaloa Group still has clear-headed individuals who know that maintaining a good relationship with Vincent is imperative, so they can retain their combat effectiveness even if those in the United States break their promises.
Therefore, the moment Vincent extended the invitation, Tiago recruited over three hundred mercenaries from all over Central America and sent them to Estonia.
.........
Tiago followed Vincent into the white villa and sat down in a small conference room...
An old man with one eye, dressed in a combat uniform, walked in, glanced at Tiago and the Mexican bodyguards behind him, then tossed a file in front of him...
"Two months is a little short, but we've completed the training according to the contract. Review it and then pay the remaining balance."
As he spoke, the one-eyed old man snatched the cigar from Vincent, pressed it out on the table, and said in a deep voice, "This is a laboratory; smoking is prohibited here!
Likewise, observe the training results, pay the balance, and you can leave!"
Vincent seemed familiar with the one-eyed old man, he spread his hands and smiled, "Hey, General Sid, you can't treat valuable clients with this attitude.
Tiago and I have spent 20 million US Dollars here; we expect VIP treatment…"
As Vincent spoke, Tiago dropped the file in his hand, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Why are there only 156 individuals? I sent 342 people, those were carefully recruited elite soldiers."
General One-eyed Sid snorted and said, "Elite soldiers? Where do elite soldiers come from in Central America?
Those guys can't even compare to Chechnya's children…"
Feeling insulted, Tiago said with a grim face, "I'm asking you a question, I need you to answer me, where did the rest go?
I spent money on them; I need to know where my money went?"
General One-eyed Sid grinned with his mouth full of yellow teeth, fearlessly meeting Tiago's gaze, the brilliance in his eye causing Tiago to instinctively divert his gaze...
"Our training here has a 10% casualty rate, but because you're a rush order, it's higher."
Upon hearing this, Tiago angrily said, "I understand math, but your so-called 'a bit higher' is 60%?
The US special forces' training losses aren't even that terrifying; what the hell are you doing?"
General One-eyed Sid glanced at Vincent, shook his head, and said, "The problem lies with the quality of the personnel you provided, resulting in a dropout rate of 54.4%.
However, only 59 individuals actually died during training; others developed mental issues due to drugs, while some failed due to lacking physical fitness and willpower.
They're all working at a nearby mine now; you can take those scraps with you when you leave."
Upon hearing this, Tiago widened his eyes and said, "Working at the mine?"
General One-eyed Sid replied matter-of-factly, "Of course, should we leave them here to waste food?
My training camp has no room for weakness. A sick dog will make the whole pack timid, subjecting them to the same treatment as the soldiers left behind is an insult to those warriors…"
Vincent saw that Tiago was really a bit upset, so he stood up and pulled his stressed-out brother, then said to One-eyed General Sid: "Buddy, we paid for them to be trained…
50,000 Euro per person, and yet you sent them to mine, that's indeed not right.
Show us something truly valuable, and then we'll settle the bill and leave this damn place. I've got wine and women waiting in Tallinn, and I don't want to waste time in your hellhole."
Hearing this, One-eyed General Sid stepped to the front of the meeting room, took out a remote control, and turned on a large TV…
A young soldier beside him took out a computer, projected the image onto the TV, and then stepped aside.
The TV screen showed the training process of several Central American soldiers, and One-eyed Sid began his explanation as the video played…
When the video showed a lean American soldier, his face filled with fear as a doctor injected a vial of medicine into his body…
"This waste only weighed 65 kilograms when he arrived at our training camp, but after using the compound agents prepared by our laboratory, he gained weight to 80 kilograms in two months.
In two months, he progressed from someone who couldn't complete basic training to a qualified soldier!"
As One-eyed General Sid recounted, the video showed the soldier's training process, high-intensity physical and technical tactical training, targeted snowfield jungle combat training…
When the soldier in the video donned a wetsuit, broke through thin ice, emerged from a river, traversed a snow-laden forest, and swiftly found and shot several exercise targets, Tiago couldn't help but nod…
The qualities exhibited by the soldier in the video were something he had never seen before.
One-eyed General Sid noticed Tiago's expression and sneered disdainfully; Tiago was clearly a military amateur…
The promotional video inevitably contained embellishments, and simple exercises couldn't assess the soldier's real capabilities.
Two months is only sufficient for the training camp to use drugs and training to boost a soldier's physical fitness, while conducting one or two specialized training sessions.
These Central American soldiers looked decent, but in reality, they were far from being top-tier soldiers, especially regarding their mental state…
Looking at the satisfied Tiago, One-eyed General Sid said, "If this is what you want, I have nothing more to say. Pay the balance, and you can take them all away."
Tiago heard the subtext in General Sid's words and frowned, asking, "What else should I know?"
General Sid nodded, saying, "Our compound formula can quickly enhance a soldier's physical capabilities, but it comes with certain side effects.
To offset the side effects and maintain these soldiers' conditions long-term, continuous drug purchases and injections are required, or else their physical functions will rapidly decline, and some may develop mental issues."
Tiago, being part of a drug cartel, was acutely aware of the consequences of drug dependency…
Watching General Sid's nonchalant expression, Tiago glanced at Vincent, displeased, and said, "This is fraud…
If it's just about making soldiers fearless in battle through drug use, we could do that ourselves."
Vincent sensed Tiago's skepticism, waved his hand and said: "NO, NO, NO, just wait, if it was merely turning soldiers into addicts, how could I pay them?"
With that, Vincent expressed dissatisfaction with One-eyed Sid: "Brother, stop teasing, our time is very precious."
One-eyed Sid grinned, walked to the computer, tapped a few times, and a different video began playing very soon on the TV…
A few soldiers were attacking a village in Eastern Europe, and the battle was fierce, with the village militia mounting a stubborn defensive attack.
Soon some soldiers were hit, but before the villagers could celebrate, the shot soldiers stood up again, expressionless, and threw themselves back into combat, rushing into the village to complete the slaughter.
The seemingly undying soldiers shocked the village militia, causing them to quickly collapse…
After the soldiers completed their mission, they began to examine each other's wounds…
Those with severe injuries sat on the ground, bowed their heads, and quickly died.
The slightly injured helped each other stitch up and stop the bleeding, then sat on the ground, expressionless, waiting for rear support.
Tiago watched as a soldier in the video used a knife to cut off his bullet-riddled left hand, threw it on the ground, and skillfully used a tourniquet to stop the bleeding, all without showing any emotion…
He looked at One-eyed Sid with some horror and asked, "What is this?"
One-eyed Sid skipped this segment of the video, played another one, then lifted his training uniform to reveal something on his abdomen resembling an insulin auto-injector…
"This little gadget can monitor the user's hormone levels, then periodically inject drugs to neutralize the side effects of the physical enhancement drugs.
At the same time, it contains a compound stimulant that can make soldiers forget fear and pain during combat, executing orders like genuine machines…"