King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Joe Ga piloted the helicopter back to John's Animal Rescue Center, and the first thing he saw upon exiting the aircraft was the little elephant, Danbao.

The little guy, afraid to approach because of the noise and wind pressure from the helicopter, didn't come closer until Joe Ga stepped out of the range of the propellers' wind pressure. At that point, Danbao rushed up with a grievance, burying its head into Joe Ga's embrace and continuously issuing whining sounds.

Joe Ga ruffled the little thing's head and then looked over to Antar not far away and asked, "What's up? When I left, this guy buried himself in a pile of bananas and couldn't extricate himself..."

Upon hearing this, Antar laughed and made a syringe-injection gesture at his own neck, then said with a smile, "The little fellow got a shot. I've never seen such a vengeful little elephant. Ada only took a little blood from it, and it got angry."

Joe Ga glanced at the two fat dogs that were happily hopping around Danbao, then he lifted the little elephant's ears to look and couldn't even find where the needle had been.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Observing the whining little one, Joe Ga bent down, looked at it, took hold of its trunk, and, while rubbing it, said, "We are men, how are you going to cope in the savannah with this behavior? Still want to find a girlfriend?"

It's likely Danbao didn't understand what Joe Ga was saying, as it moved behind him and forcefully pushed at his waist with its trunk, while pointing at Ada and John, who were approaching. It made angry sounds as if to incite Joe Ga to help teach them a lesson.

Pushed a few steps forward by Danbao, Joe Ga saw that John's expression wasn't very good. He had a feeling about what was going on, and with a frown, he said, "Is it 'Medic Officer Bird'?"

John, looking somber, nodded slightly and handed a letter to Joe Ga, saying, "Kenny's gone."

Joe Ga, holding the letter but not in a hurry to open it, nodded understandingly and said, "If it were me, being a spectacle for everyone to see, I wouldn't be able to stay either.

This guy has been living like a joke these past few years. This thing... no one's going to get past it unless a few people die."

"But~"

John, with a sorrowful expression, shook his head and said, "But vengeance won't solve his problems, and he can't even find his real enemy."

Joe Ga shook his head and said, "It's not that he can't find them, at least that diamond smuggler Harlotte, who sold him for a good price, is one target."

As he spoke, Joe Ga looked at John, who was clearly not in agreement, and spread his hands as he said, "Everyone has a different view on this. Vengeance really does not solve the problem, but the process of seeking vengeance can alleviate the pain in one's heart.

If you ask me, whether 'Medic Officer Bird' ends up killing that guy isn't actually important.

What's important is that after he finds his target, he needs to pick up all the spirit and skills from his special forces days anew. That's what truly matters.

Ha, selling out Delta Force to terrorists, that guy is a genius, but definitely not a good person.

In any case, Harlotte deserves to die, so you don't need to be overly sentimental about it."

John, upon hearing this, shook his head and said, "There's really no way around it, I don't understand this business, nor do I understand how a person can be so cruel?

Selling American soldiers to terrorists, that's a punishment crueler than hell itself."

Joe Ga, with a gesture, said, "Any person who's inexplicably stolen of 80 million US dollars would be furious. If it were me, 'Medic Officer Bird' would already have grass growing high over my grave.

If you trace the source of this matter, you have to look to the head of the CIA. I bet the CIA Middle East head, who Harlotte chopped into pieces, was involved in it."

Saying so, Joe Ga patted John's shoulder and said, "I took a lot of photos this afternoon, picked a good location; you help me review it.

Ayu roughly mapped out a possible range for diamonds, help me compare it with Namo and Arthur's past trajectories, and then we'll narrow down the area as much as we can.

Diamond Park is all about gimmicks, but it can't be a scam; the diamonds have to be real. If it really doesn't work out, we can just order a batch from Henan and scatter them on the ground for the tourists to enjoy a bit of fun.

My hometown has a business called 'washing crabs', which is about dumping cheap crabs into a renowned lake to raise for a few days.

For the prosperity and development of the national park, if we're really pushed to the limit, we'll just have to 'wash diamonds'. I believe the diamond tycoons would understand our situation."

John was confounded by Joe Ga's approach; he could accept gimmicks, but he was absolutely unable to accept scams.

Joe Ga caught this weakness in good men, and with just a slight change of topic, he shifted John's thoughts from 'Medic Officer Bird' and got him to invest his energy into examining Namo and Arthur's operational trajectories.

He had the movement trajectories of the lion pack within the national park for the past ten years. By excluding areas according to Ayu's method, they could roughly define a location, and then let professionals go in to explore.

As one of the main global sources of top-quality diamonds, Central Africa isn't lacking people skilled in searching for diamonds.

Joe Ga was indifferent to diamonds; aside from the more than 200-carat giant on Namo's head, Joe Ga felt no allure for the tiny grains, and was even more dismissive about the man-made legal channels for cashing out diamonds, which is why he exhibited an admirable magnanimity that made John deeply respect him.

Seeing Joe Ga stir up her husband's enthusiasm in just a few words, Ada rolled her eyes, walked over to Nis, took her arm, whispered a few words in her ear, then picked up one of the fat dogs on the ground, tugged at Danbao's big ear, and led Nis to her lab.

The dogs needed shots too. The two gleeful fat dogs had no idea what was coming; they were still whimpering at Danbao while being hugged in Nis's arms.

Joe Ga watched as John went off with Ayu to his office, then opened the letter left for him by 'Medic Officer Bird'.

This guy still owed me a hundred thousand, and he slipped away without a word, which actually annoyed me a bit.

However, after opening the letter and glancing at it, Joe Ga chose to forgive him because along with the letter slid out two chickpea-sized black diamonds.

One of the black diamonds had some internal flaws and probably wouldn't be worth much, but the other one had good transparency and should theoretically offset the hundred thousand in debt.

The letter didn't say much, just a rough set of coordinates and a 'thanks,' plus a name and a phone number.

Tim Rogers, the cousin of 'Medic Officer Bird' and former leader of the Delta Force Hammerhead Shark Squad.

Joe Ga was satisfied with that. With the initiation of Sangha Town's construction, the resources of several medical companies and charity foundations had been almost completely integrated. Jemma Alexander had urged him several times to go to America to finalize the military contract company business and then sign the official security contract.

The returns from the iron mine would probably have to wait another year, and Joe Ga's most important task at the moment was to secure the qualification for the insurance company.

How could an arms dealer keep buying weapons only for his own use?

Joe Ga felt he should take action, pick up his old line of business, and make some more money to make up for the rapidly dwindling bank figures.

After returning to his room, Joe Ga tidied up the bed, which looked like a ruin, and then he let Danbao drink enough milk before lying down in it.

To have a moment of peace, Joe Ga sat next to Danbao, gently stroking its head with one hand while holding the satellite phone in the other...

The first call he made was to Ngira, the Deputy Minister of Defense of Congo, who owed him a favor. P·B's recent actions against drug traffickers on the China-Congo border had actually helped to eliminate some of the anti-government guerrillas.

Unexpectedly, when the call connected, Ngira's first words were an invitation for him to come to Kinshasa for a PARTY.

"Hu Lang, come to Kinshasa; we've won! Our President has organized a grand banquet, you are the most important guest, and you are our forever friend!"

Joe Ga was taken aback, then suddenly realized that Belgium United Mining Group must have surrendered.

Hearing the music and the laughter of women on the other end of the phone, Joe Ga said irritably, "You guys are getting rich, and I'm here stuck in Central Africa mining. Does your army have any need for a wardrobe change recently?

Get me some orders. I need to get the route from Kenya to Central Africa up and running, or else what am I busy for?"

Ngira was taken aback, and he moved to a relatively quiet place with a somewhat apologetic tone, "Hu Lang, our military doesn't plan to change outfits at the moment, as you know, changing light weapons doesn't really solve our internal problems.

In fact, our President is more inclined to get P·B Company involved in the armed conflicts in North Kivu and South Kivu Province.

Mary is visiting Kinshasa, and she is discussing the coal supply with us. Your plan for the steel industry chain around Bangassou and its nearby tribes has really gained the admiration of our President.

Hu Lang, Congo is the heart of Africa, and North Kivu and South Kivu are the core areas of Congo's mineral resources.

We hope to integrate the forces of both provinces like you, even if only a part, so that the Congolese people could live better."

Joe Ga felt this was especially unreliable upon hearing it.

Looking at Congo's history over the past few decades, it's clear that those people hunkered down in Kinshasa are greedy bastards, otherwise Congo wouldn't be plagued by warlords.

Given the President of Congo's traditional skills in embezzlement, he couldn't integrate the industry chain because those anti-government militia warlords wouldn't trust him.

I'm making money from my own mining operations, so why should I humble myself before you and even share the profits with you?

That's the deadlock, completely different from the situation in Central Africa, where in Bangassou, it was Joe Ga who took the lead, only with Mary Aenola showing up and seizing a coke factory.

The implicit compromise by the Bangui side was an important reason for the opposition to trust Joe Ga.

Congo can't follow the same path as Central Africa because the scales are totally different...

But in business, if the main road is closed, there's always a back road. So, Joe Ga said with a smile, "You guys have plucked the fruits of Belgium United Mining Group, that's no small money.

They have a dozen or so rare tantalum mines in North Kivu, and some of them overlap with those of the anti-government militia. Plus, I don't believe Belgium will let you take over so easily.

You won't have an easy time mining in peace. Don't you have the idea of reorganizing a capable fighting force?"

As he spoke, Joe Ga fell silent for a while, giving Ngira time to think.

Minutes later, Ngira said, "What do you suggest?"

Knowing he had succeeded, Joe Ga replied with a laugh, "Listen, this is how we should do it..."