King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 618 - 592 Happy Elephant

Joe Ga sat in the car, looking at the sunrise over Vienna...

The sun seemed to always lift one’s spirits. The golden sunrise sprinkled on the tops of the buildings along the way, breaking the darkness and slowly awakening the city.

Throughout the journey, Joe Ga had been listening to Dorian boast about once having a girlfriend who played the cello, a girl from Vienna.

Halfway through the story, Joe Ga realized that Dorian was talking about the love story of Romeo the elephant and Juliet the cello in Catania.

In the end, Dorian even sighed regretfully, saying that if only the girl’s parents hadn’t been so dreadful, he could have found his true love...

Joe Ga kicked the back of the driver’s seat irritably and said, "Buddy, I don’t judge you for lacking a nut, but relying on fantasies to have a love life, isn’t that just too pathetic?

"I think after this job is over, you should take a vacation and stay at home for a while. You’ve got money now, and even finding a girl who loves money to have some fun with would be good."

"Otherwise, I think sooner or later you’ll be professing your love to Ayu. It’s not that I look down on you, but you really aren’t good enough for Ayu!"

Dorian, looking through the rearview mirror and seeing that several people in the back of the van were nodding in agreement, called out indignantly, "Hey, show some respect. It’s not that I can’t get women, I simply have no time because I work so diligently and have given up my free time."

With that, Dorian said to Joe Ga, "Boss, I think after we get back this time, we should make a trip to Ad-Damazin. I heard that that bastard Sayram is helping female snipers find boyfriends and even making a big profit from it.

"He should take care of me first, don’t you think?"

The thought of Ad-Damazin made Joe Ga want to laugh...

Eric’s Angels, when they first enter Africa, usually stop over in Ad-Damazin.

Not all women love to fight, and given food, drink, and salary, most of them would choose to settle down in Ad-Damazin and await Eric’s further arrangements.

It’s now the designated team building location for China’s construction enterprises and oil companies in SD, aiming for nothing more than to see if their bachelor employees can find girlfriends there.

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Eric is a standard "face dog"; his Angels are generally good-looking.

The girls from Eastern Europe and the Middle East, to be honest, are pretty, and with the addition of exotic charms and their unique military spirit, how could the construction site bachelors resist?

Most girls who stay there long-term yearn for a peaceful, comfortable life, which gives those Chinese bachelors an opportunity.

If they’re brave enough and shameless enough, and can manage a trip on the prairie without having their legs turn to jelly, then they have a chance.

It’s particularly funny, nowadays the most profitable place in Ad-Damazin is not the resort but the gun shops.

Joe’s ’Hu Lang’ brand shotguns are being sold with the help of those women, and it’s starting to break out of Africa and onto the world stage.

Whenever a bunch of bachelors go to the shooting range, there are always a few beautiful and spirited girls at their side, offering kind and gentle services.

If a bachelor admits to never having shot a gun, they act incredulously and then warmly invite them, eventually selling them a few one-on-one shooting lessons.

Bachelors can’t resist that kind of treatment; they certainly end up enrolling for classes and buying guns in one go.

Sayram might not have learned much else, but he’s definitely got the Chinese fitness community’s tricks down pat.

It’s a good thing Joe’s Hu Lang shotguns aren’t too expensive, otherwise these guys working in SD might not take a cent back home, ending up with nothing but decent shooting skills and regrets.

Who would have thought that Joe Ga’s initial idea for a wildlife resort would turn into this kind of circus?

The hunting quotas in northern SD are now monopolized, and it’s still not quite enough.

Those female snipers are bold, and they’ve now started taking clients hunting in southern SD lands.

The Dingka locals have been subdued, and with the resort flaunting the P·B logo, now those unruly militiamen steer clear as soon as they see a resort vehicle from afar.

Some things in this world are quite paradoxical. A group of female snipers, who are unaware of animal protection policies, have managed to earn funding from international wildlife conservation organizations for the resort.

Although they too take clients hunting, they’ve driven away the poachers, and in nearly two years, the wildlife population on the prairie has actually increased slightly.

As long as human greed is restrained, the power of nature to recover is incredibly strong!

Dorian, seeing the boss’s attention diverted by these joyful thoughts through the rearview mirror, glanced at Karman, who seemed to have a smile in his eyes, then chuckled and said, "Boss, how about we take some time to visit Ad-Damazin? You should let ’Kitten’ see where you got started."

With a boastful tone, Dorian added, "Let me tell you, back in the day, King Kong was just a rookie. Back then, it was just Dragon Gecko, Devil Bird, Owl, and the boss...

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Do you know why King Kong respects me so much now? It’s because I taught her many things back in the day..."

Dorian’s initial bragging caught the attention of Kitten, the medic, and Pincers, but as soon as he mentioned Ayu, they all hissed in unison...

The others might not know, but in the medic’s heart, Ayu, who can wrestle a male lion barehanded, is the pinnacle of P·B’s combat ability.

Never mind shooting skills—give a three-year-old child a gun, and they can shoot people too.

But someone who can wrestle a male lion with their bare hands is a rarity, whether male or female. In his life at Delta Force, the medic had only ever seen Ayu do such a thing.

Dorian, hearing the hisses, wasn’t offended. He turned with a sly grin to look at Joe Ga, whose face was also smiling, and said, "Boss, you have to back me up; King Kong really does respect me, right?"

This time, Joe Ga didn’t ridicule Dorian since Ayu was the kind of woman who was grateful to everyone who had helped her, so he said with a smile, "Elephant, you’re right, I’ll back you up!"

"Even though King Kong respects you, that can’t erase the fact that she could knock you down with one hand, haha..."

As he spoke, Joe Ga touched his chin and said, "Should I establish an internal P·B ranking?

Dragon Gecko has the endurance ceiling, King Kong has the strength ceiling...

We could also select the best Assault Soldier and so on..."

’Kitten’ heard this, suddenly grabbed Joe Ga, and with her big eyes sparkling, looked up at boss Joe and asked, "Who do you think is the best sniper?"

When Joe Ga heard the strange noises coming from the medical officer, Bird, and Pincers behind him, he put up his middle finger and waggled it, then stroked his chin and pondered for a moment before saying, "I’m tempted to say Devil Bird, but when it comes to shooting ability beyond 1500 meters, Owl, who has adapted to using her thumb, is the best!

She might still not be fast enough, but I’ve seen her train with Devil Bird, and Owl’s first shot hit rate is higher than anyone else’s.

Owl just looks like a technical observer, but actually, she’s the deadliest sniper!"

While saying this, Joe Ga pinched the sulking Kitten’s chin and said with a smiling face, "You’re great too, but I have to tell the truth, otherwise, you won’t have any room for improvement."

Bird and Pincers weren’t too familiar with the low-profile Antar, and in their minds, Nis, with his super sense of shooting rhythm, was P·B’s top long-range sniper. Now the boss was suddenly claiming an observer was stronger than the boss lady, which seemed odd to them...

Curious Pincers asked, "Boss, if you think Owl is the best sniper, then who are the best Assault Soldier and machine gunner?"

Joe Ga glanced at Dorian, who was craning his neck, laughed, and said, "The best machine gunner is definitely King Kong; I haven’t seen anyone better than King Kong so far. As for the best Assault Soldier..."

While speaking, Joe Ga looked at Dorian, who was pointing at his own head with his hand raised above him, and said with a smile, "I’m not yet familiar with the newly joined G Squad and H Squad, but currently, I think the best Assault Soldier is ’Vanguard’ Sanderson, the team leader of Squad B!

Because not only is he proficient in small unit command, he’s always adapting to his teammates, anyone who partners up with him feels comfortable.

If you calculate the strength of a squad by numbers, then ’Vanguard’ is that plus sign."

Pincers looked at Joe Ga somewhat uncomprehendingly, cocked his chin at Karman in the co-driver’s seat, and said, "Boss, I think what you’re saying is wrong..."

Joe Ga glanced at Karman, then shook his head slightly and said, "In this world, if soldiers were classified by grades, Dragon Gecko would be in a league of his own in my heart, incomparable to anyone else."

Saying this, Joe Ga looked at a disappointed Dorian and said with a smile, "But when it comes to assaults, the person I trust the most is definitely Elephant, because I might slow Dragon Gecko down, but Elephant always knows where to stand.

We use different weapons, but we have an understanding born of life-and-death situations."

Pincers looked at Dorian, who was showing a smile, whistled, then glanced at Bird next to him, and finally said, "Boss, have you considered adding a demolition expert to Squad A?

I’m sick of being a bodyguard all day, I belong on the battlefield!"

Joe Ga heard this, laughed, and shook his head, "Then you’d be even more screwed following me...

Actually, I have an idea to set up a support group.

The group should include a medical officer, a demolition expert, a bomb disposal specialist, a vehicle driver...

They need not be limited to any one squad but instead cooperate with other squads based on their missions.

These roles all have specializations in professional T1 units, but our temple is small, so we can keep it simple.

Pincers, if you’re willing, you could take some apprentices and form a demolition group. As long as you’re willing to teach, I’ll give you a raise, how about pay grade 15?"

Pincers nodded decisively and said, "That would be great, having missions and apprentices to order around, how nice!"

Just as Pincers was thinking about trying to negotiate up to pay grade 16, the rear door of a van parked on the side of the street ahead suddenly opened, and ’Duke,’ who had split from them last night, stood on the vehicle waving at them...

Dorian quickly pulled the car over to pick up ’Duke’, then the business van slowly moved forward, taking everyone for a loop around the warehouse district...

"Boss, their location is confirmed, currently spotted 16 people, all concentrated in Zone 9.

They are armed with automatic weapons, no heavy firepower in sight.

These guys are average in tactical competence, but they are all gathered in one warehouse, so it’s impossible to get the bomb without alarming them," said ’Duke’.

Joe Ga looked at ’Duke’ as if he were an idiot and said, "We’re soldiers, not thieves; we can kill them and get the bomb as well."

’Duke’ wasn’t used to boss Joe’s domineering approach and shook his head, "We’ve surveyed with a micro-drone, and the bomb is inside the warehouse, disguised as a paint canister, mixed up with a dozen other paint canisters.

Fighting inside the warehouse is going to test psychological strength and marksmanship..."

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga slapped his forehead and said, "Shit, that’s true, hitting a chemical bomb, we don’t know what could happen?"

Saying this, Joe Ga looked at his companions, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I have confidence in our people. What about you?

We don’t have much time, so a small-scale leak is acceptable as long as the chemical bomb doesn’t explode."

’Duke’ saw boss Joe was prepared to go in hard, hesitated, then said, "Let’s use smoke grenades and flashbangs together, give up powerful rifles in favor of submachine guns and handguns, Goat Squad can take the front, you come through the back door.

There can be no mistakes!!!"

Joe Ga heard this, smiled, and said, "Has anyone ever told you my favorite is actually the handgun!!!

I love this type of tension, the more thrilling it is, the faster and more accurate I get!!"