King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 1402: 1182: Good Friend France (Part 3)

Chapter 1402: Chapter 1182: Good Friend France (Part 3)

But the individuals under these interest groups used as grand strategy fodder are different. Killing you gives others a clear warning, effectively prolonging the ti before they completely tear their faces apart.

Accustod to acting after careful planning, Boss Qiao hung up the phone and reorganized the information he had received, as well as the future plans…

After everything was over, Boss Qiao stood up, stretched lazily, and then looked at Dorian at the conference room door and said, “What happened?”

Dorian saw that the boss’ ‘seclusion’ was over, and he walked in excitedly saying, “The Jazz Squad killed the Tracker who appeared at the hotel that day…

The Dagger Squad, with cooperation from the Iraqi Special Forces, took out a Tracker ambushed near the airport and his recruited rcenaries.

Ronnie caught the chanic at the Tawdry Hotel run by Indians…

Boss, only two of the six Trackers got away, but I don’t think they can get far…”

Joe Ga listened, feeling a bit dissatisfied with this result while genuinely admiring the abilities of those Trackers.

In this city-wide siege situation, escaping the ubiquitous eyes around requires not only physical prowess but also top-notch wisdom.

Chris was rescued, Ghoul was packaged off to Germany, only two Trackers were left, and despite the Iranian soft target being blown up, the Iranian Governnt did not turn hostile…

Boss Qiao’s concern about air safety can be said to have been resolved!

The feeling of relief made Joe Ga completely relax. He walked to the door and said with a smile, “Let’s go take a look at that so-called chanic, see if he’s really got three heads and six arms to have mobilized our entire base by himself.”

Dorian turned and led the way with a smile, saying, “You might be disappointed then. I just took a look at that guy, and he looks like a walking Hawking…

And he’s a romantic, Ronnie caught him having fun with a few Indian prostitutes…”

Joe Ga was a bit puzzled by Dorian’s description, but when he saw the ‘chanic’, he began to understand what Dorian ant…

The chanic was 1.8 ters tall but very thin. His face had been disfigured, and after surgery, his chin protruded slightly and was crooked to one side.

His hands, handcuffed at the interrogation table, had half their fingers missing, and his left forearm had a large, shark-like bite mark. Although healed, the wound still looked terrifying.

Joe Ga stood outside the interrogation room window for a few minutes, making a sowhat incredulous comparison between Ronnie and the chanic, then pushed open the door and entered the interrogation room. He said to Ronnie, who was reminiscing and probing the chanic, “If you’re familiar with him, make his death dignified. If not, make it painful.

This guy supplied terrorists with a high-powered car bomb. The other night, 35 National Defense soldiers and 42 civilians died. Over thirty more are still lying in the hospital…

Take him out, and we’ll leave Baghdad for Munich tomorrow…”

Saying this, Joe Ga patted Ronnie’s shoulder, then turned and left, as his curiosity about the chanic ended there…

The chanic obviously didn’t expect Boss Qiao to be so straightforward. He glanced at Ronnie, who was drawing a knife, then suddenly raised his head and said to Boss Qiao’s back in a hoarse voice, “Don’t kill , I have information you need here…”

Joe Ga, who had reached the door, looked back and sneered, “Who are you to negotiate with ?

What’s my status, what’s yours?”

The chanic clearly felt Boss Qiao was not bluffing or applying pressure. He suddenly shouted, “I have intelligence that may interest you. I’m not expecting you to spare , I just want you to do a favor!

This intelligence concerns Gold, 40 tons of Gold collected by the Rawi family in Arica, along with many precious art treasures…”