King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Compared to Team B and Team C's ground coordination in combat, and Team E's cunning tactical choices,

theoretically weaker in assault capabilities than Team B, Team D, under the leadership of the BOS trio and coordinated with the helicopter above, executed a devastating raid.

'Grey Wolf's' tactics were simple, using rockets to clear the way, then moving in to reap the rewards.

The two helicopters carried a total of 160 80mm rockets, dumping them all over the target village right from the start.

Although the jungle canopy caused many rockets to explode before reaching their intended destination and their effect on buildings was minimal, it didn't matter; a series of explosions destroyed a large portion of the canopy, clearing enough visibility for the helicopter gunners to freely operate.

The two 'Deer' helicopters hovered in a pincer formation above the village, their gunners blocking all the roads.

Then 'Grey Wolf' and his men launched from an upwind position, firing dozens of gas grenades into the village before donning gas masks and commencing a massacre.

Honestly, Team D's approach had none of the finesse of special forces; it was more like a regular field unit in an assault and particularly expensive.

However, this method was extremely effective and quite uplifting to observe—there was nothing sneaky about it; it displayed overwhelming firepower to its fullest, imposing maximum intimidation on the locals of Sangha Mountain.

Joe Ga hadn't anticipated how effective using gas grenades in the jungle would be.

He couldn't feel the exact situation, but through the shaky video footage, most drug dealers were incapacitated by the double blow of explosions and gas.

Seeing those unfortunate drug dealers, who looked like they might cough out their lungs at any moment, Joe Ga mentally highlighted 'Gas Grenade' as very useful!

When the battle ended, a controlled black man was screaming as a jungle veteran twisted his neck and broke it.

Watching Karman and his men remove the bodies and even clean the blood and brain matter from the ground with sand, Joe Ga waved at Mary Ainola, who had been watching remotely through a telescope, and said, "We need to talk, all of us together..."

As he spoke, Joe Ga gestured for Xiao Huang and the others to turn off the dizzying live broadcast images on the screen, then walked to the front of a white screen and picked up a microphone, laughing as he said, "You should know that the deal I completed with Minister Ainola was a losing business for me.

For this reason, I had to invest a lot of funds and manpower into Central Africa, hoping to reclaim my profits.

Sangha Town is the core area where I can make money. I have spent too much effort here—whoever stands in my way of making money is my enemy!"

Not many of those present could understand English, but they each had assistants who could, and these assistants were generally family members of the younger generation.

Joe Ga's overly assertive statement did cause some pushback. These black men were very afraid, but they didn't believe Joe Ga would dare to take them all out.

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So, threats alone are useless since they have people and guns at their disposal, and in their eyes, these are renewable resources that can be used to wear you down at any time.

Moreover, the presence of peacekeepers in Central Africa was their reliance: combating drug dealers was one thing, but mercenaries waging war against the local tribes was another matter entirely.

Luckily, Joe Ga had now come to a clear understanding. For greater gains, he not only managed to control his mentality and curb his greed but also barely maintained his patience.

Watching a large group of about a hundred people split into four or five groups chattering in incomprehensible language and constantly arguing, seemingly trying to select someone to act as a representative,

Joe Ga sat indifferently on a large rock, then waved to a young black man with neatly groomed hair and glasses, saying, "Hey, you, yes, you, what's your name?"

The young man, upon hearing Joe Ga's call, approached hesitantly and said, "I, my name is Joseph."

Joe Ga waved his hand to signal Joseph not to be nervous, then pointed to a group of older leaders and asked, "Are you here with your father or your grandfather?"

Joseph noticed Joe Ga seemed to have no ill intentions, but the live broadcast images had still left him somewhat tense....

"I, I came with my father. He's the Minister of Agriculture and Rural Development of Central Africa, but his English is not very good, so I....."

Joe Ga nodded and asked, "It seems like you studied abroad, which country did you go to?"

"America."

Joe Ga looked astonished as he scrutinized the young man before him and said, "Then you should be able to understand blueprints and investment proposals, right?"

Joseph was taken aback for a second, then nodded subconsciously and said, "I studied Financial Investment....."

Joe Ga waved over to Huang Sijia who was not far away, and then looking at Joseph, said with a smile, "Studying finance in America is like going to Las Vegas to learn about casino management and table rules.

Unfortunately, Africa doesn't really have a suitable 'gambling table'—what use is that degree here? Are you planning to make a fortune by buying Bitcoins?"

As he spoke, Joe Ga stood up, pulling Xiao Huang with him, and said to Joseph, "This is Huang, Huang Sijia, the General Manager of the 'Dahe Mining Group', now a mining development consultant for P·B Military Insurance Company.

No matter what you studied, you are educated. Go gather everyone here with some educational background; there are some things that should be shown first to those who can understand, and some things I only want to say to those who can understand....."

Xiao Huang smiled and greeted Joseph, then fiddled with the laptop in his hand, projecting a hand-drawn planning sketch onto a huge screen.

The older folks were still arguing, but some of the younger ones began to divert their attention toward this side.

Joseph now felt that Joe Ga indeed meant no harm, so he started moving through the crowd, quickly finding a few young people of similar age with a background of studying abroad.

The gathering of young people soon attracted even more youth, momentarily quieting the scene, reminiscent of a duck pond.

The young people present were mostly direct descendants of the leaders, even including some who were direct heirs to key positions in Central Africa.

Seeing their descendants gathering around Joe Ga, the leaders naturally quieted down.

Joe Ga seated Xiao Huang on a large rock, then called all the young people to gather around, sitting in the front row and standing in the back.

Seeing their interest in the sketch, Joe Ga said with a smile, "This is the planning sketch for Sangha Town I had experts draw. Maybe in 5 years, maybe in 10, Sangha Town might look like this."

Looking at the sketch with neatly planned streets, malls, supermarkets, and office buildings, a young girl shook her head and said, "This is impossible!"

Joe Ga pointed at the leaders standing in the distance and said with a laugh, "Of course, it's impossible if everyone were like them.

Central Africa is an agricultural country, and farmers might be the hardest working people in the world, yet your tribal elders only know how to squeeze profits from them."

"A sign of a country's development is its level of industrialization, and judging by their appearance, I see no hope for industrialization in Central Africa.

Fortunately, my interest in Central Africa is limited to Sangha Town because it has two huge iron mines on each side, and now they belong to me.

I lawfully obtained the land and mining rights from the Central African Government.

The cost was that I modernized your military; I brought you some of the world's more advanced armored vehicles.

I am currently eradicating drug traffickers on the borders; I'm making people no longer worry about their homes being destroyed.

I brought a hospital to Sangha Town; I plan to invest heavily here and then fulfill the concepts on the planning map.

Sangha Town will become a city, a border gem."

"Why? This is impossible!"

Hearing several young people voice the same question, Joe Ga said with a smile, "You think I'm delusional, right?

You have never truly realized the value of iron ore, as you know well it cannot be transported out for monetary exchange.

You only care about control of Sangha Town, the little profits brought by land traffic here, and the minor benefits from the rudimentary pier.

Some of your families might have diamond mines, might have gold mines; you can get rich just by having people dig with shovels, so you've never considered change."

Seeing the complex expressions on these young people's faces, Joe Ga patted Xiao Huang's shoulder.

After Xiao Huang projected another hand-drawn flat planning map, Joe Ga pointed at the octopus-like roads stretching out from Sangha Town, and the factories connected to these roads, and said with a laugh, "My thinking is different from yours; when I took over the iron mines, I had no idea the situation here was so dire.

I'm not afraid of fighting, and I'm good at it, but my aim in fighting is for money, so I must convert this iron ore into money.

Unlike you, if I can't sell the iron ore, I won't consider using the weapons I have to rob more valuable diamonds or gold because that is against my principles. What I'm thinking is to turn the iron into steel.

Last year, Africa's steel import was 1.3 billion tons, with an additional shortage of 500 million tons. Urban construction in Central Africa itself cannot do without steel."

With wide eyes, Joseph said incredulously, "But that's impossible; establishing a steel factory requires too much..."

Joe Ga spread his hands and said, "You see, that's where I differ from you.

You think establishing a steel factory is difficult, but you don't realize that when you distribute the challenge to each person, it no longer remains difficult, and every bit of effort we put into this will bring employment to your country."

"Creating steel takes coal, which Central Africa lacks, so we need to build ports and roads to import from Chad and the Congo to the north and south."

While pointing at Joseph, Joe Ga said with a smile, "You know what this means, right?"

Joseph instinctively said, "Transportation, trade...

The port could consolidate goods from Bangassou and surrounding cities to send to the Congo, while the roads could allow Central Africa's agricultural products to enter Chad in bulk."

"A new port is a new trade distribution center; a new road is a new economic artery.

But..."