King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Joe Ga had never fully realized that his mentality was not that of a traditional arms dealer.

He also hadn't realized that it was precisely because he "wanted too little", essentially the "Lion Logic" that he had devised himself, that he had earned sufficient trust from those people.

The steel industry chain in Bangassou, which existed only on paper, had a tremendous impact on those people.

Expanding the dish, even if it meant pulling a few more people on board, would allow him to reap more benefits.

In the past, no one in Africa could achieve it. The bastards from Congo knew it was beyond them, so they were ready to spend big money to bring in the reputable P·B company.

Politicians aren't foolish, they know the benefits of Joe Ga's approach. However, they inheriting the capitalistic tendencies from the West, doubted their own ability to achieve it because the situation could change at any time, perhaps being president today and no longer tomorrow.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

But handing things over to Joe Ga was different. These mine chiefs can't just display their fortunes prominently under their own names; no matter who became president, Joe Ga could secure those mines, at most sharing just a part of them without losing everything.

Of course, there must be a set of complex legal procedures needed, but none of those seemed important anymore...

Who could have thought Joe Ga's arms plan would crash head-on into their gunpoint?

According to Joe Ga's original plan, to manage logistics for that force, it would be slightly challenging to bag one hundred million US dollars from Congo in two to three years, but eighty to ninety million should be feasible. After excluding the costs, at least half could be earned.

If that force performed strongly and really managed to squeeze the guerrillas eastwards, and if Uganda's response could keep up, there was a very high chance he could secure similar orders from Uganda.

But now the scenario had changed slightly; his plan likely wouldn't undergo major alterations, yet it seemed like he was about to earn more than expected.

This was a perfect alignment of timing, geographical, and human conditions; it was as if destiny had guided Joe Ga to wealth!

Even if Joe Ga was cautious, if he didn't dare to make this money, then he really should consider changing jobs.

500 soldiers, each equipped to Africa's highest standards, costing no more than $5,000, trained for three months, and assisted in practice for another three, at most $10,000 per person was more than enough.

Yuginebert Company had a factory authorized to produce "Little Gazelles", with each unit priced at $600,000 out of the factory; 10 pieces totaled only $6 million. Not to mention that Yuginebert Company included pilot training—even calculating $11,000 per person for the 200-individual training team, the total for planes, pilots, and ground crew altogether would only be $8 million.

This way, the $50 million cash could generate $37 million in profit, and even after deducting $17 million for initial ammunition costs, rocket nests, anti-tank missiles, and the like, Joe Ga could net $20 million.

And he still controlled the logistics, which would also be charged...

Although there were some additional conditions, that condition was another profit-making project; just this deal alone was already the highest single profit Joe Ga had ever made.

This was way better than the frustrating Central African iron mines in making money!

After hanging up the phone, Joe Ga made a note in his notebook and then looked at another number on his phone, hesitating briefly before he dialed Mary Ainola...

He had said he would make a round of phone calls to put his insights into practice, and he had to match words with actions.

It was like telesales; what if it worked?

Central Africa certainly had no more profits to squeeze, and their troops were already completely refitted by Joe Ga, but Joe Ga needed to remind Mary, who had run off to Congo to discuss coal imports, that they owed him a favor and needed to yield some benefits.

Mary Ainola seemed much friendlier compared to the bunch from Congo, after all, she and her brother, the president, were now on the same "Grasshopper" line as Joe Ga, and were dreaming of becoming energy tycoons in Central Africa,

When Mary heard Joe Ga was planning to activate his arms trade using the eastern four-nation route, she recommended him to the Nigerien Defence Minister, Leonel, without hesitation.

That was when Joe Ga realized that the arms business was damn easy, especially when countries like Nigeria, Mali, and Niger were in chaos.

That Aaron, the arms dealer, had really stirred up the market!

Although Joe Ga still couldn't manage those large-scale deals, such as tanks and missiles, light weapons were more than enough for him to live comfortably.

A $15 million deal just came like that, with an order for only 500 machine guns, 2,000 rifles, 2,000 RPGs, a lot of grenades, and a lot of bullets.

The minister, generously, said that with Mary's guarantee he could pre-pay the order, with the only requirement being a 20% kickback, and needing the delivery within a week.

Coincidentally, this minister also referred his colleague, the Defence Minister of Mali.

Another $8 million deal, this time just requiring various calibers of ammunition and RPGs.

Joe Ga hung up the phone, dumbfounded.

What a profitable deal!

Even after giving a 20% kickback, the profit still exceeded 50%.

This was Joe Ga's first real taste of war profiteering!

No haggling, and he even offered a premium price; the only demand was time.

These countries with no industrial base can't even make bullets, relying entirely on external sources for their basic wartime logistics.

Faced with such sudden chaos, the army was in a total mess, something Joe Ga could hardly imagine.

But that didn't stop Joe Ga from making money. Business of this level didn't even require sea transport; air freight would do just fine.

After sorting out several orders and sending them to the 'Professor,' Joe Ga gave up the idea of making more calls, glanced at his phone contacts in Uganda and Kenya, sighed, and decided to 'let them off' for now. Then, he pulled on Danbao's big head and said, "Get up, I'll take you out for some fun. Daddy's made a fortune, I'll treat you to some good food!"

Danbao seemed to sense Joe Ga's happy mood, it snorted softly and then excitedly broke through the wooden door of the house, bouncing and urging Joe Ga to hurry up at the doorway.

When Joe Ga stepped outside, he saw Nis training puppies. The two chubby dogs sat on the ground, docilely following Nis's commands to get a piece of dog food, completely devoid of their mischievous demeanor.

Joe Ga glanced at them and thought nothing of it, but maybe Danbao felt those two were always trying to bully him…

So, as Joe Ga stepped out the door, like it was on a stimulant, Danbao charged over, slid on the ground, and using its nose, bowled the two chubby dogs over.

Then it barked triumphantly, rejected Nis's 'affectionate' approach, and happily ran back behind Joe Ga, its ears flapping joyfully as if it were about to take flight.

Joe Ga looked at Nis who, uncharacteristically, rolled her eyes. He spread his hands and said cheerfully, "This kid is just mischievous. I'll discipline it later."

Looking at the sky, Joe Ga said, "Shouldn't it be time for dinner soon?

Since I've struck it rich today, I'm going to take Danbao out for a walk. Let's see what we've got in the kitchen later, and I'll show off my cooking skills."

Nis kneeled on the ground, patted the two disgruntled dogs, and then said to Joe Ga, "Oh, Linda came. And she brought her mother with her.

They've been waiting for you for a while…"

Joe Ga waved and said, "Well, let them wait a little longer. Let's all go out for a walk. I haven't really checked out the rescue center yet. I heard there's a Little Lion, let's go have fun…"

This was the first time Nis had been invited out by Joe Ga like this. The girl hesitated for a moment and then nodded. The two upset chubby dogs were forgotten as they walked up beside Joe Ga in a 'ready-to-follow-you-anywhere' manner.

Ada, the typical American, couldn't grasp the slightly odd nature of the relationship between the two. She laughed as she started up a pickup truck and then drove Joe Ga and the others to the lion section of the rescue center.

Joe Ga didn't feel anything was off with Nis. While in the truck, he grimaced and threatened the two chubby dogs, then turned to Nis and said, "Isn't it supposed to be that you wait until the dogs are a bit bigger before you train them? Why the rush? They're more interesting when they're lively and energetic, not so much when they're droopy."

Nis hugged a chubby dog and rubbed its neck, replying, "Ada used to be a military dog trainer, and I'm learning some basic training methods from her."

As she spoke, Nis lifted one chubby dog to cover her smiling face and said, "Ada said they are an excellent breed, maybe like you said, they can grow up to protect me."

Joe Ga shook his head, baffled, and said, "Don't take everything I say so seriously. You have to want it too.

I was just speaking off the cuff when I got them for you. I thought you were too bored and needed some little creatures to cheer you up.

Don't take it to heart, dog training isn't easy; it's very time-consuming. You'd be better off spending that time practicing with a handgun."

Joe Ga's remark was a bit blunt, but Nis, surprisingly, wasn't offended at all. She picked up a bit of care from his words and was overjoyed, not minding his tone at all.

Ada pulled up the truck quickly. As she stepped out, she saw Nis, who was all aglow with happiness. When Joe Ga went to the back of the truck to fetch Danbao, Ada smiled at Nis and said, "If you think about it, you should make the first move. Men are all…"

Nis shook her head firmly and said, "I'm quite happy as it is. Some things are hard for you to understand."

As a quintessential American, Ada indeed couldn't grasp the sentiment Nis cherished—the joy of simply being together, and those bits of care that Joe Ga inadvertently showed, which were more than enough to satisfy Nis.

It wasn't that she didn't want more; she was afraid that wanting more would change things between them. She wasn't ready to accept a different kind of Joe Ga, worried that he might end up sending her somewhere to be hidden away.

Joe Ga wasn't paying attention to Nis's emotional state. After he brought down Danbao, he saw Dorian in a large cage, hugging some lion cubs and recording a video, sending messages to his family.

Joe Ga slapped his forehead, remembering that he hadn't contacted his brother in a while. He had promised to show him his 'business,' but still hadn't gotten around to it…