King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

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'Walnut' and 'Cannon' exchanged a glance, falling silent for quite some time.

It seemed 'Walnut' had words that were difficult to say, but in the end, it was 'Cannon' who spoke up. "Active-duty soldiers are unlikely to come to Africa, but there are many retirees in Seville.

I don't know your exact standards, but if you have high requirements for jungle warfare, that will be troublesome, because even our special forces don't have enough funding to train abroad.

We have no problem adapting to the mountains in Europa, but Africa..."

Saying this, 'Cannon' seemed worried that Joe Ga would think less of his own people. He quickly added, "However, if you give us enough time, we can train.

Paratroopers are the elite of the elite. The average age of the retired soldiers from the 63rd Brigade is around 40, which is the prime of life. Give us detailed objectives, and we can figure out the right mode of action on our own.

Actually, we have all learned it. We just haven't had the chance to practice it in real combat scenarios. Refreshing ourselves with the combat manual, we are certainly stronger than any military force in Africa."

Joe Ga believed what 'Cannon' said!

Although Seville might be a bit poor, its soldiers have experienced the most brutal wars. Soldiers who have endured such environments don't tell lies because they know the consequences of doing so can be fatal.

Moreover, Joe Ga had different expectations for this 63rd Brigade. He needed soldiers who still retained a strong military demeanour to help train the locals.

Those mercenaries who might be more fierce in battle and more unrestrained might not necessarily do better in this aspect or be cheaper than them.

More importantly, Joe Ga needed some loyalists. Mercenaries are just temporary labor. They can fight for you for money today and might as well fight against you for money tomorrow.

Only those who sign long-term contracts and are accustomed to military life are the most suitable people for Joe Ga.

Of course, he wanted only 50 because he had to leave room for mercenaries. Their combat abilities would definitely be stronger, so they would be dispatched to the front lines.

It's about mixing the high and low ranks, maintaining diversity within the team, which is very important for newcomers like Joe Ga's team.

Because he needs a long time to confirm the best approach, if the team's composition is too simple, he won't even have room for choice.

Joe Ga looked at the sincere 'Cannon' and said with a smile, "I need at least 50 people. It's okay if they are a bit older, but they must be able to act as instructors.

My requirement for these people is to train the local militia and also be able to lead them in battle.

If possible, I hope you can also find some pilots and ground crew for me.

Paratroopers should be very familiar with the air force, right?"

'Cannon' nodded and said, "I know a few idle helicopter pilots, but they may have higher salary expectations."

Joe Ga gestured magnanimously and said, "Infantry annual salary of 30,000 US dollars, pilots 50,000 US dollars, an extra 500 US dollars per day for combat missions, contracts signed annually with mutual selection upon expiration.

I can't guarantee how long this job will last, but I can definitely provide a full year's pay."

Hearing this, 'Cannon' exchanged a glance with 'Walnut' and then said with a rueful smile, "Listening to you, I'm even tempted to come..."

Joe Ga waved his hand and shook his head, "You need to keep at least half of your team for the 'Professor', and I know what 'state-owned enterprise' means to some countries and people. It's a steady job, and those accustomed to comfort with it, wouldn't bother risking their lives with guns.

Besides, the 'Professor' needs manpower, and you guys are also newcomers to the company. As long as you tie yourselves to the 'Professor', you will have opportunities for promotion within the company.

We will have plenty of chances to work together, and I hope to see you gradually take up important positions, so I can bask in a bit of your glory, too."

Joe Ga spoke frankly and always considered the 'Professor' and the soldiers, which moved 'Cannon' greatly.

This nearly 50-year-old veteran stood up solemnly and saluted, then said, "I will organize the veterans for selection immediately, and I will not let you down."

Joe Ga nodded happily and said, "That's good, thanks. Be sure to inform them in advance about the harsh conditions in Africa, and make the local environmental conditions clear to them. If they are particularly experienced, the physical requirements can be somewhat relaxed."

After clarifying the conditions with 'Cannon', Joe Ga ended the conversation.

Seeing Nis waiting on the side with a plate of food, Joe Ga walked over, took the food, and devoured it hungrily.

After finishing his meal, without even the time to take a sip of water, he was pulled by the 'Professor' for a stroll along the seashore.

If Joe Ga was excited, then the 'Professor' was ecstatic.

Feeling that the villa's atmosphere was not conducive to his rational thinking, he insisted on taking Joe Ga to walk on the beach.

The two barefooted men strolling on the soft sandy beach drew many peculiar glances. When the 'Professor' finally felt calm, he spoke, "Thank you, Hu Lang!"

Joe Ga shook his head with a chuckling smile, "We have a partnership. There's no need for thanks.

Helping you is also helping myself!"

The 'Professor' shook his head and said, "No, I could cooperate with anyone, but without you, I would've had to head back home the moment we were in Italy, and Anna's career would've been over.

I just called headquarters, and they had to confirm with me several times before they believed it.

Only then did I realize the contract from Central Africa wasn't a secret, but their additional conditions were so stringent that nobody was interested."

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The 'Professor' spoke very seriously, "Hu Lang, I know what you've put into this deal. There's not much help I can offer you, I can only guarantee that you'll get the best discounts and conveniences within my power."

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga laughed and said, "Then I won't be shy about it, remember to give me the biggest discount possible, a 10% discount for 90 armored vehicles doesn't seem too much to ask for.

As long as things work out, I'll cover Anna's training fees. You can keep your salary and commissions for a nice life with your wife."

Joe Ga thought the strict 'Professor' would refuse, but to his surprise, after thinking for a moment, he nodded earnestly and said, "That sounds good, we are partners after all. You have a lot of influence in Europa, and if Anna competes there, she will have someone to look out for her."

Joe Ga knew that the 'Professor' had misunderstood his 'influence', but he wouldn't tell the 'Professor' that his influence extended only to the ports of the Mediterranean.

Anna is a professional athlete. What trouble could she encounter? A phone call, and he could find her a lawyer; if that didn't work, he could even deploy PMC to protect her.

The 'Professor''s connection must be firmly secured. Compared to bigger, more powerful companies, Seville's national power and conditions are just right for the current Joe Ga!

Watching the 'Professor' entrust his daughter to him, Joe Ga laughed and said, "Let's not think too much. In my opinion, the first thing you should do right now is to call the headquarters for funding.

With this deal as a base, your trip to Tunisia would be considered a complete success.

I'll take care of the rest, you focus on preparing for the exhibition.

Get 500,000 first, have the people with you move to a better place, then find some attractive girls to wear a bit less and draw customers to the booth.

Arrange coffee and snacks, offer unlimited beverages, and at mealtime, prepare a delicate lunch for all the guests staying at the booth.

Those who are interested, bring them all to the villa for a buffet, sea view, and beautiful girls.

Our products might not have the same reputation as those of other companies, but we can leave most people with a good impression and feeling."

"Those black brothers are all vain. We indulge them, and we're bound to get something in return."

As he spoke, Joe Ga saw the 'Professor' looking uncomfortable. He laughed and said, "So here's the plan: you're in charge of asking for money, and I'll be in charge of spending it. I'll control all the business matters.

From now on, let's operate this way. The market in Central Africa is both mine and yours, but ultimately, I must be the one to coordinate it. This point is non-negotiable. Do you agree?"

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The 'Professor' understood Joe Ga's role for him. The 'Professor' would love for Joe Ga to become his exclusive distributor, and he nodded decisively, "No problem!"

Joe Ga shook his head, smiling as he said, "What I mean is, you need to take my opinion back to your headquarters.

'Anyone from Yuginebert Company who tries to bypass you to tap into the Central African arms market, even if they try to contact me, I'll kill them.'

You relay my exact words to your company, and it's okay if some unbelievers want to try, I'll teach them a lesson.

I'll make them understand that Central Africa's market exists because of you!"

Having someone willing to support you strongly from behind is always reassuring.

The 'Professor' wasn't one to offer flattering words. He nodded emphatically and said, "I'll go back and call for funding right away. We'll do as you said, make the exhibition lively, spend all the money, make everyone happy!

I don't know how to do business, so you handle that. I'll just support you!"

Joe Ga paused for a second, then patted the 'Professor''s shoulder vigorously, saying with a laugh, "Then I'll work a bit harder, and you just wait for your promotion and pay raise.

Oh, you're already a deputy general manager. Let me wish you fortune and promotion ahead, taking your people with you. Maybe you'll even end up in government as a deputy prime minister and we can all benefit from your success."

The 'Professor' blushed slightly at Joe Ga's words. He offered a shy smile and said, "For now, it's more important to save Seville's industry. This armored vehicle order can keep the factory running at full capacity for half a year, and all the workers will benefit. That's what matters the most!"

Joe Ga looked at the earnest 'Professor' with a sense of admiration. If the guy were selling civilian products, just based on what he said, he'd be deserving of a title like Model Worker or Advanced Individual.

But hearing a weapons dealer say this felt quite awkward.

As the two chatted and walked towards the villa, an explosion occurred on a yacht in the distance.

Joe Ga instinctively grabbed the 'Professor''s neck and ran a few steps towards the villa, then realized the explosion was not targeting them.

Seeing Karman and Dorian, armed and heading toward him, Joe Ga stopped in his tracks and looked toward the dock over 500 meters away.

As Joe Ga was distracted by the explosion, a man wearing a duckbill cap walked past not far from him.

Seeing Karman and Dorian reach Joe Ga's side, the man hesitated, instinctively adjusted his cap, then quickened his pace to leave.

After they passed each other by several dozen meters, the man clutched at his still-healing shoulder, pulled out his phone, and said with a grave voice, "The mission is complete. Transfer the rest of the payment into my account, our cooperation is over.

I'll give you a piece of advice: Tunisia is not a place for the Mori Family right now!"

"Gunfire, you..."

Before the woman on the other end of the phone could finish, 'Gunfire' hung up the call, snapped the SIM card, inserted a new one, dialed a number, and said, "I won't take business from the Mori Family anymore. Don't ask me why..."

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