Mercenary's War-Chapter 2115 - 2092: What Does This Mean?

"Vorvitsky, I can offer you a job with an annual salary of two hundred thousand US dollars. Whether you work for a year or just one day, you get that amount. There’s no tax, and you’ll get paid upfront."

Not wanting to use other conditions to entice Vorvitsky, Gao Yang directly stood in front of him and made his offer.

Actually, Gao Yang’s approach was quite risky because he didn’t really know what kind of person or officer Vorvitsky was. But since Angel highly valued him, it wouldn’t be wrong to snatch him up.

Gao Yang’s words left Vorvitsky utterly shocked. He looked at Gao Yang with a puzzled expression and said, "Job? Two hundred thousand annually? What job?"

"Ahem, well, it’s still war. To put it bluntly, it’s getting paid to fight."

Vorvitsky widened his eyes and said, "Getting paid to fight?"

"It’s being a mercenary."

Wizard added from the side, then glanced at Gao Yang, thought for a moment, and decided not to continue speaking.

"Mercenary? Sounds good. Where is the job location?"

Gao Yang was quite surprised because Vorvitsky seemed to have agreed.

"You’ve agreed?"

"Yeah, where else can you find a job with an annual salary of two hundred thousand?"

Gao Yang snapped his fingers and said to Vorvitsky, "Can’t say exactly where. It could be in any corner of the world—guaranteed excitement!" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Wizard whispered, "It’s easy to get killed..."

Vorvitsky laughed and said, "Getting killed easily doesn’t matter. It’s two hundred thousand! What currency?"

"US dollars!"

"An annual salary of two hundred thousand US dollars? Even our professors don’t get that. I’m really surprised. Colonel, you aren’t joking with me, are you?"

The whole thing went so smoothly that Gao Yang almost cried from relief, so he shook his head and said repeatedly, "This is no joke! I can give you two hundred thousand US dollars in cash right now."

"Right now? Sorry, that’s not possible; isn’t this something after the war here ends?"

Just moments ago, Gao Yang was overjoyed, but now he turned to stone, while Wizard started smiling.

"You must be joking. Wait until the war ends? When will the war end? There’s no way we can wait that long. I mean right now, immediately, this instant!"

Faced with a resolute Gao Yang, Vorvitsky obviously started hesitating. Gao Yang and Wizard exchanged glances, warning each other with their eyes not to speak or undermine each other.

"I can’t, I really can’t."

With a look of regret, Vorvitsky shook his head and said painfully, "Two hundred thousand a year, still in US dollars, but I can’t. My brothers, my family, my home, and my hometown are all here in the war. How can I just leave them and walk away?"

For Gao Yang, two hundred thousand US dollars used to be a fortune, and now it’s pocket money, but for Vorvitsky, two hundred thousand US dollars is undoubtedly still a fortune.

With a face full of sorrow and helplessness, Vorvitsky painfully said, "I can’t leave unless the war ends. Otherwise, I really can’t leave. Two hundred thousand US dollars, two hundred thousand!"

Clearly, Vorvitsky wasn’t someone who made decisions easily, but he could resist temptation. He lifted his head and looked at Gao Yang, full of regret. Vorvitsky sighed and said, "I can’t work for you right now, I really can’t."

Wizard nodded appreciatively and said, "Very good, you’ve made the right choice."

Gao Yang spread his hands in regret. At this point, Vorvitsky cautiously said, "Colonel, after the battle here is over, I mean, after the battle in Donetsk is over, when things stabilize, and they’re not in desperate need of me anymore, can I still get that job?"

"Yes!"

"Really?"

"Really, I can wait for you for a few months!"

Vorvitsky immediately beamed with joy and said, "That’s great. I still have a chance, right?"

"It’s settled then. After the battle in Donetsk ends, come find me, and I’ll give you the job."

Vorvitsky excitedly said, "Okay, great. Maybe it won’t even take a few months. The enemy just attacked us with ballistic missiles, and what does that mean? It means the war might not end soon, but large-scale battles definitely can’t continue, so I think, optimistically, I might be able to find you within a month."

Gao Yang and Wizard exchanged a glance, then Wizard curiously asked Vorvitsky, "Why do you think that?"

Vorvitsky laughed, "Because neither the government forces nor us can sustain it any longer."

Wizard appeared a bit frustrated, while Gao Yang had the elated feeling of having found a treasure.

War, battle, to an outsider, they first notice the troop strength, equipment, and historical battle records of the opposing sides, etc.

But to insiders, they focus more on logistics, on when the ammunition and bullets can be delivered after a high-intensity battle, how far the supply lines are, whether it’s easy to resupply, whether the soldiers can get hot meals, what kind of hot meals they can eat, can wounded soldiers receive timely medical treatment, and after receiving treatment, how many can be sent back to the front line, and so on.

Gao Yang and Wizard could judge the battle situation because they had the most crucial intelligence, knowing the power balance between the enemy and allies and how many resources they still had. But Vorvitsky, as a grassroots officer, couldn’t possibly know so much information only the top brass had access to.

So, either Vorvitsky was talking nonsense, or he had really noticed some signs that led him to believe the battle wouldn’t last long.

With a solemn expression, Wizard said, "Why did you make that judgment?"

Vorvitsky happily said, "Let’s not talk about what using ballistic missiles signifies first. From the signs I’ve observed, our logistics have already started having problems. Ammunition resupply is ample, but living supplies are getting scarcer and scarcer. What does this indicate? It indicates we’re already unable to support new major battles."

After speaking, Vorvitsky seemed to have calmed down a bit and said, "We often capture enemy prisoners, and from interrogating them, I found out that a month ago, their daily rations included two hundred grams of beef, fruit candy, black tea, a pack of cigarettes, two loaves of bread, and vegetable soup. Twenty days ago, there was no longer beef in their supply, and American canned meat replaced it. Seven days ago, we captured a prisoner, and learned that their rations were no longer fixed, eating whatever is available, occasionally getting American-provided field rations, but very rarely and not in complete sets."

After speaking, Vorvitsky rubbed his hands together and laughed, "The enemy’s food supply level has been declining. I built a mathematical model and concluded that the enemy’s food supply has dropped from consuming one hundred sixty Hryvnia a day per soldier to now consuming seventy Hryvnia a day. What does this indicate?"