There were two Dutton hunters rescued alive. One was a non-critical with senses startled and having soiled himself, but still able to walk on his own legs. The other was unconscious with full-body fractures in the co-pilot’s seat. The rest were all dead, left where they died. Neilson didn’t insist on taking additional risks for the dead either.
The boar wary of never got another chance for attack, only watching for opportunities until the end. But it would rember and the hunters bundled together with today’s grudge. They said boars were smarter animals than dogs.
The police and rescue helicopters dispatched after receiving the report approached not from Richfield in the west but Sand Ledges in the east. This Sand Ledges was originally desolate uninhabited land but was now seen as the front line of governnt authorities against the “invasion” of the Trembling Giant. Behind that front line sprawled camps of all sorts of riffraff including mysticists and environntalists, on a scale resembling a small city. So it wasn’t odd for police and rescue personnel to be stationed there anticipating trouble.
The highway patrol inspector who ca didn’t demand much testimony. The circumstances before and after the crash were recorded on multiple caras. And two involved parties were even alive, so if they insisted on detailed statents, those two would be priority 1, Neilson’s group priority 2, while and party along with the cheapskate couple would be around priority 3. The false na and contact I provided as a witness would ultimately be useless anyway.
By the ti additional ground support arrived comprising police and citizen police volunteers (VPS) from the local populace, the militia no longer had any remaining tasks.
“Are you alright?”
Leaning alone against the helicopter sipping a can, the militia leader showed a weary smile.
“Now what good will it do to say I’m not? I’m just a little tired.”
What Neilson tipped back wasn’t beer but an energy drink. He couldn’t drink alcohol with the return flight left. Seed he was drinking it to work up so vigor sohow. Gulping the high-caffeine beverage, he dabbed his lips with the back of his hand and spoke.
“I appreciated it earlier.”
“You an how I declined the refund?”
“Yes, that.”
Neilson chuckled. The bitterness in that laughter was probably from having to deal with the damn cheapskates just before. The couple demanded a refund for the ruined tour was natural, and even compensation for ntal damages on top of that. The gist was that Pioneer Hunters’ team ignored custor danger by stubbornly carrying out reckless rescue operations. Having rejected their demand, Neilson would soon reunite with them in court. Arica is the land of lawsuits, after all.
After a brief silence, Neilson spoke again.
“That was my first ti seeing a boar act like that. They’re timid creatures originally… Get suspicious, beco alert at odd slls, the whole herd scatters from a single gunshot, don’t even dare approach anything bigger and noisier than them…”
Things like helicopters. I corrected the error.
“It’s not an accurate description to say they were originally timid animals.”
“Oh?”
“I an innate nature and acquired survival strategies should be distinguished. The ecology we know of familiar animals is empirical knowledge uncertain of what’s innate and what’s a survival strategy. The behavioral principles of prey you’ve believed matter-of-factly over the years were largely things forced by the law of the jungle.”
“….”
“If you were military you’d know from experience just how much power changes people. Animals aren’t much different from humans in that regard.”
“Could it not have just been peculiar to that one?”
I shook my head cynically.
“The world now is just going through a transition. As the newly empowered adapt to their changed positions, the world will drift further and further from familiar forms.”
Neilson, pondering with a serious look, emptied the remaining drink and then crumpled the can.
“Listening to you say that makes even more uncertain…”
The word ‘more’ was an unconscious slip.
“You don’t seem the type to be intimidated just because prey gets a bit feistier… There’s internal noise in the brigade, it appears?”
“…You can tell?”
“I figured there would be. People who enjoy professional risks are quite rare.”
The uneasy air flowing among the hunters was obvious to the point of being impossible to feign ignorance of. A militia was fundantally a local community fellowship, so even becoming a profit-seeking corporation nominally, the mindset of the mbers couldn’t change all at once.
In such an anomic fellowship-centric organization, the leader dismissing a mber was itself sufficient to destabilize the rest of the organization. The ousted mber would vent discontent and complaints about Neilson to other mbers, friends, and neighbors alike.
Even among those who followed Neilson’s intent, as ti passed for rumination so whose minds grew uncertain were sure to appear. The attitude Neilson displayed as a decision maker then was not the Neilson they knew and associated with.
While it was true Neilson had overreached a bit, in my view as the head of a far greater organization, the real problem with this hunter brigade was the sheer lack of a clear decision-making system and hierarchy.
‘A group that risks dissolution every ti the leader makes a mistake can never play in the big leagues.’
This was actually the very first labor pain almost all organizations went through while growing. Organizational growth limits differ depending on whether or not this stage is successfully navigated.
And was Neilson’s overreach even a bad decision? A principled militia risking their lives to rescue even the foolish competitors sabotaging their hunt. What fine material for publicity and image-making. Once lawsuits also started circulating in the mix, Pioneer Hunters’ team’s fa would rise astronomically.
Therefore, if I wanted to secure shares in this undervalued startup, right now when this poor pup was losing confidence as a leader due to petty human relations and overestimating his hardship was the opportune timing.
I had no particular desires from my standpoint, just that a not-bad investnt prospect happened to roll up. This was the business sense of finding profit in every mont of life, and the strategist’s sense that even slight tactical gains warranted mulling over at least once.
Still weighing financial gain against tactical advantage, I casually made a proposition as if impulse buying.
“Might you consider accepting investnt?”
“Investnt? From you?”
“Yes.”
As Neilson grew a bit confused, I calmly continued.
“You’ll likely go through so growing pains after this, but I see you as a sapling that will grow greater. So long as provided sufficient nutrients without sap-sucking worms, that is.”
“I appreciate the sentint, however-“
“Let’s start with $1 million for now.”
Neilson shut his mouth at the sum.
“How much stake could I buy with that money?”
Truthfully I had no greed for the stakes themselves.
What I wanted was an organization that could provide lodging and spare transport that didn’t expose and my kids’ movents, actively gather varied intelligence in this region, and if needed, take on so extra-legal requests, all while completely unaware of their true usefulness.
Even better if the local collaborators could pay dividends when able, and cover so maintenance costs themselves even when unable.
‘At that price, $1 million is practically free.’
Kyung-tae had suggested stationing so of the organization’s personnel around here, but committing personnel rashly to a region with zero footholds was a poor choice.
So Pioneer Hunters’ team didn’t necessarily have to be the investnt target. I just happened to be nearby them and confird the quality personally, so it was worth poking to save ti and opportunity cost searching for other options.
With hunted as my position, every move I made needed to hold value of two, or three moves ideally.
Neilson, pondering with a changed look, asked.
“Are you seriously proposing this?”
Had this been soone else’s proposal, I would have taken it as a la joke or attempted fraud at best. Let alone when I’d just t the person that day. A normal reaction would be “What nonsense is this out of nowhere.”
But by refusing a refund of $5,000 without the slightest hesitation, I demonstrated my wealth. Deciding that without consulting my party showed I was the greater figure among them too. If this militia leader couldn’t sll money from , he had no business doing business. Fortuitous encounters for business can co from anywhere, and cases of custors reinventing themselves as investors were as common as muck.
Recklessly participating in the rescue squad and scaring off the boar also left a strong impression. Showed I was no ordinary person at least.
“Does this look like a joke to you?”
Replying to his question with one of my own, Neilson shook off doubt and pondered once more, now trying to show himself clever on the business end.
“$1 million doesn’t even reach the cost of one helicopter we operate. If we add up the worth of vehicles, helicopters, various weapons and gear, and real estate owned by our militia, just the tangible assets exceed $7 million. And the human resources are worth even more. For instance…”
“Human resources value?”
I cut Neilson’s words short and pointed with my gaze and chin to one side. Neilson’s face flushed with embarrassnt. Over there a number of militia mbers were sneaking glances this way with stiff expressions, exchanging words whose content could be easily guessed without needing to actually eavesdrop.
I slid my hands into my pockets and jerked my chin at Neilson.
“Let’s not talk hardware or human resources value, but your value.”
“You’ll invest based only on ?”
“You may have heard how Masayoshi Son, Chairman of Softbank, t a Chinese venture businessman nad Jack Ma and decided within just 6 minutes to invest $20 million in him.”
“Twenty million…”
“Yes, twenty million. In fact, the amount he initially proposed was $30 million. It was refused by Jack Ma’s side. Anyway, while I’m no Masayoshi Son and you’re no Jack Ma, we’ve observed each other for more than 6 minutes, no?”
“….”
“Even generously accepting your claim of $7 million in tangible assets, the real estate must be tied as collateral for loans, and two choppers are conditionally rented from the Ministry of Defense and local tycoons. I heard one remains with outstanding installnts still due-“
Kyung-tae’s affability ca in handy at tis like this too. I wouldn’t have naturally heard such stories if not for him. Intel that surfaced so smoothly had high odds of being facts as-is, compared to info I had to dig for.
“With maintenance and labor costs bleeding out, inventory in hand is what matters. Tallying in detail will only embarrass you. Frankly speaking, I think half the reason your leadership is precarious is the militia’s financial situation… Am I wrong?”
Fundantally, a boss’s authority cos from paychecks. As a venture just starting a business, Pioneer Hunters’ team was an organization that, rather than being able to pay satisfactory wages, considered it fortunate if paynt wasn’t delayed. Inexperienced managers tend to want to resolve such financial instability first, regardless of business outlook.
I knew it from having experienced the anxiety myself.
On top of that, this ex-military man had been operating unnecessarily expensive equipnt from the outset. A common mistake often made by amateur entrepreneurs. Like those who say “No matter what, I’ll only use the best ingredients” when starting a restaurant.
“No need for anything else.”
Words conveying instruntal flexibility.
“I’m investing in you, who I observed directly. State your terms. What percentage will you sell for $1 million?”
“…This is sothing that needs to be discussed together with colleagues who hold stakes-“
“Six minutes.”
I interrupted Neilson’s words rudely once more.
“As I exemplified earlier, the investing and receiving sides decided in just 6 minutes. Such swift judgnt and swift decision demonstrated not rashness but the capabilities they possessed as investor and businessn. Persuading colleagues is a capability you must show as well. So decide here and now. Otherwise, consider the investnt withdrawn.”
Though I slapped on a plausible pretext, forcing a decision without allowing ti to ponder was a tactic scamrs tended to enjoy. However, the line between scamr and businessman was ambiguous to begin with. The tricks so-called businessn put into contracts, for example. Then they justify themselves by calling the losing party a fool.
The vexed Neilson barely opened his mouth.
“15 percent. I’ll try persuading my colleagues that much.”
The militia leader spoke in nervousness. The self-doubt that he pushed too hard or too weakly showed plainly on his face. I presented a lenient andnt.
“Let’s do 25 percent for $3 million.”
Neilson sucked in a breath. $3 million could purchase two helicopter models around 5-10 years old in good condition on the used market.
‘Still need to keep a quarter.’
While uninterested in monetary gain from stakes, I needed stakes as a ans to influence the militia. $3 million was money my hunting dogs could haul out of just one decent house gambling parlor. This was the bottom-feeding food chain where I as a predator and my subordinates lived.
“But one condition.”
As I attached a clause, wariness returned to Neilson’s eyes. Paying no mind to that wariness, I demanded the obvious.
“Take control of the organization. Dismiss without rcy those who must go, and obtain firr leadership from colleagues who acknowledge you. As is, you’ll ultimately fail to accomplish anything properly.”
“That’s…”
“Do just that much and my stake will always side with you.”
The tension in Neilson’s expression and shoulders slowly eased.
“No easy task…”
Of course, it wouldn’t be. This militia leader had started the business wanting to help friends and colleagues in financial straits after all, the very fundantal identity of Pioneer Hunters’ team as an organization. If considering only original aims, refusing my demand may have been preferable.
I might be casually tempting a wavering man to corruption.
But what of it?
“Distinguish ideals and reality. If you try to take everyone refusing you along, it may end with everyone starving together. I an save who can be saved first.”
Having heard this much, Neilson heaved a heavy sigh and held out his hand. By clasping that hand I finalized both my own profit and a human’s retreat.
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