150 kilometers north of Muladin...
Near a tributary upstream of the most important Masila River in central Yemen...
At 8 PM, 35-year-old Shahin bent over and walked out of a tent, then greeted a black man with a peculiar grin, allowing his deputy, who had been waiting in line for some time, to enter the tent.
Looking at the armored vehicles and armed pickups parked around the camp, as well as the large number of subordinates who had donned new military uniforms, Shahin stretched his arms forcefully and let out a triumphant shout...
As an 'aspiring youth' of the Youth Party, Shahin felt lucky!
Thinking about how those old guys initially wanted to stop him from bringing people to Yemen, Shahin chuckled smugly...
A mysterious organization had hyped up the mercenary prices, and as long as the youthful members of the Youth Party came over, they started with a monthly salary of 1000 US Dollars, and the high-quality weapons were provided for free.
