After all, the precepts are the same no matter which country's funeral traditions are, and the earth burial tradition naturally requires a full body in the coffin, while even cremation. It is also best to cremate the whole body, so if a whole body is not available, an additional 20 months' monthly salary is paid.
If it is completely impossible to hand over the body to relatives. Even if it is not even possible to do so with a mutilated body, the compensation will have to be even higher, with an additional 20 months on top of the previous one.
The cost would be relatively low if the 1,000 or so soldiers of the Hall of Ten Thousand Dragons, all of whom had gone without a return, were to eventually fight Hamid down, put the body in a coffin and hand it over to their relatives in a dignified manner.
But if it is not fought, and the bodies are not retrieved. If the men cannot be laid to rest, the pension rate will be one hundred months' monthly salary each.
In that calculation, three billion dollars would not be able to fight.
The profits of the Ten Thousand Dragon Temple were only about ten billion dollars a year, and in this battle, a third of it might have been lost directly.
Moreover, the market recognition of the Ten Thousand Dragons Temple would likely decline rapidly because of this battle, just like the company. Mercenary organisations also have to focus on their reputation and performance, and if the company has had major blunders and scandals, it will inevitably affect the recognition of the company by other clients, which will then affect the actual revenue of the company.
Furious to the extreme, Wan Bajun immediately cursed into the phone, gritting his teeth, "You immediately assemble all the generals of the Ten Thousand Dragon Temple in Syria. I don't care what methods you use, within three days, give me the chance to take down that Hamid!"
"Good!" Chen Zhonglei, on the other end of the phone, said without hesitation, "Please rest assured, Hall Master. If I fail to complete the mission, I will bring my head to you!"
Wan Bajun's voice was extremely cold as he said, "Remember your words!"
After saying that, he angrily hung up the phone, his face incomparably blue.
The young man beside him was full of shock as he asked, "Hall Master, how can there be such a powerful armed force in the district of Syria, do you want me to fly over to support the Green-Eyed Wolf King immediately?"
Wan Bajun said coldly, "No need, it's just some civilian armed forces, it's not worth sending out two battle kings at the same time for my Ten Thousand Dragon Hall! Let Chen Zhonglei take care of it himself, and if he fails to do so, I'll make him answer for it!"
The young man nodded gently and said, "I will follow the arrangements of the Hall Master!"
At this moment. Su Chengfeng, who was at the side, was more or less appalled in his heart.
When he heard that Wan Bajun's men had lost the battle in Syria, with more than 1,500 people dying in one go, he was too scared to breathe.
On the one hand, it was because the death toll was truly frightening. The entire Su family did not have 1,500 guards, but the fact that so many people died in one wave of the Wan Broken Army was indeed extraordinarily shocking.
On the other hand, it was also because Wan Bajun looked very angry, and Su Chengfeng did not dare to touch him at this time.
Sure enough.
Just now, Wan Bajun, who was still expressing his ambition at the wine table, directly threw the satellite phone onto the dining table and said in a cold voice: "No more, let's leave for Yanjing immediately!"
Su Chengfeng didn't expect Wan Bajun to leave, so he hurriedly got up to stay and said, "Hey Bajun, you guys have come back from abroad, you've been running all the way, so you'd better rest for a few days first. I have a dozen rooms in this villa, why don't you stay here for a few days and rest, it's still early before the Qingming Festival anyway."
"No." Wan Bajun waved his hand with a grim expression and said indifferently, "The anniversary of my parents' death is in a few days, I have to prepare in advance, first pay my respects to them at the cemetery, then prepare the best coffins for them, prepare the grandest grave moving ceremony, after I have flattened the Ye family. I will then move my parents' coffins to Mount Wanling!"
Su Chengfeng was just being polite and courteous, and did not really want them to stay, after all, although Wan Bajun was very strong, in the end, he was the head of an overseas mercenary organisation. On the other hand, he himself was a big businessman known nationwide, and it would never be a good thing if it was known that he was in close contact with such a person.
Moreover, if the Ye family was really trampled down by him in the future. If he got too close to him, others would think that he had joined hands with him to deal with the Ye family, and once such a pot was carried, no one would dare to touch it in this circle.
Therefore, when he heard these words from Wan Bajun, he hurriedly stood up and said seriously, "Bajun, the revenge of your parents is greater than heaven, since that's the case, then I won't keep you!"