King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 157 156: The Loyal Old Bull

Chef Water Buffalo was sowhat displeased with the old n constantly pestering the boss, which interfered with his chance to be praised.

The physically extraordinary Chef finally served a special fresh soup and loudy said, "This is prepared especially for the boss. None of you touch it, especially the old n. I'm afraid it'd be too much for you."

Saying that, Water Buffalo stood a bit awkwardly behind Joe Ga and Nis, smiling courteously at Nis before looking at Joe Ga and saying, "Boss, this place won't do. We can't keep up with the vegetable supply. We can buy beef, but it's certainly not cheap, and our kitchen lacks too many things."

Joe Ga sighed after tasting the soup that had a strange flavor, then said to Water Buffalo, "I know it's tough, but we didn't co here to enjoy ourselves.

We should just overco the difficulties. I think with your skills, you can definitely keep everyone fed."

Water Buffalo rubbed his hands together and said with a grin, "Feeding them is certainly no problem, but if the vegetables can't keep up, nutrition will be an issue.

Boss, why don't you get so vegetable seeds from back ho? We have plenty of open land here. This place might be poor, but the soil here is rich black earth. If we plant vegetables, just scattering so seeds would do.

I first managed pig farming in the army. We can't bring over the dostic pigs, but we could farm so local ones alongside so Africa Water Buffalos."

"I deal with your ss because my salary is a hundred thousand a year, and I always consider your circumstances. Right?"

Joe Ga was taken aback, but then his mood finally improved.

At crucial tis, you can still rely on your own countryn!

He stood up, patted Water Buffalo on the shoulder, and said sincerely, "How about this, I'll give you an extra ten thousand for your budget. Hire more people, and I don't care how you manage it. I'm not asking for much, just that we grow enough vegetables to be self-sufficient."

Upon hearing this, Water Buffalo grinned proudly and said, "You don't even need that much. Paying the locals just ten to twenty bucks a month to include their als would make them overjoyed.

I'll give you a list later, figure out a way to get so supplies from back ho."

Saying this, Water Buffalo disdainfully glanced at the three money-burning old n and said with a smirk, "Being frugal is a fine tradition. In a poor place, you have to follow the local customs.

I'm thinking even Seville isn't rich, so why do they look so high and mighty when they go abroad to work?

Boss, rest assured, as long as we have what we need, there'll be no second words from . We'll be self-sufficient, well-fed, and we'll take those drug traffickers down hard!"

Water Buffalo's 'feud' with the lavish old n had probably not started yesterday.

He was indeed soone who had mixed at the grassroots, skilled at playing up to others.

Joe Ga could tell that Water Buffalo's words were more joking than serious, and he was also an old army hand, knowing well the advantages of having air force support.

But Water Buffalo was loyal and hated to see his own people embarrassed.

In Water Buffalo's eyes, it was just money. Squeeze a bit here and there, waste less in a fight, and wouldn't dealing with a few traffickers avoid a big showdown?

Water Buffalo's thinking was a bit naive, but handling this matter was really Joe Ga's responsibility. For a chef, handling it to this extent was already comndable.

With his mood improved, Joe Ga enjoyed a hearty dinner and then took a stroll around the base while the sun was still up.

The entire base was divided into five parts: soldiers' dormitories, training ground, hangar, arsenal, and fuel depot.

Because the base covered a vast area, building walls was impractical, so they had established a periter with barbed wire and razor wire.

The old Zhu who handled construction was really ticulous; the hardening of the road surface was done exceptionally well. At least the places here that had been cented would not grow grass for three to five years after it rained.

Apart from the soldiers' dormitories, both the hangar and the arsenal were built from concrete. They might look rugged from the outside, but they were very effective.

At this stage, there were still too few people here, so it appeared sowhat deserted.

Nis was walking with Joe Ga around the base, silent for most of the journey until after Joe Ga was satisfied, she quietly said, "If you're running short of funds, you can use that five million of mine first.

I'm a shareholder of the company too, and it's only right to invest."

Joe Ga paused, then looked at Nis amusedly and said, "Keep your money. I've still got tens of millions in my account, it's not lacking your five million.

Save it, just in case I fall one day, you'll be able to help out."

Joe Ga's polite remark made Nis blush slightly, nodding her head, then she fell silent again after glancing at Joe Ga.

Seeing that Nis had beco reticent again, Joe Ga shook his head, laughing, "Later on, co to my room. We'll have a eting to discuss."

"Staying cooped up here isn't going to solve anything; logistics and training soldiers aren't our strong suits."

"Cobra reminded earlier. We could let the air force do so reconnaissance first, then drop the rcenaries into the jungle to verify the intelligence."

"While we haven't officially started fighting, let's take a turn in the jungle to get familiar with it, so we won't be caught off guard if sothing cos up."

As Joe Ga said this, he glanced at Nis, who seed only capable of nodding, then shook his head and said, "I saw so new equipnt in Tunisia, and I've brought it over. You guys might want to check if it's any good."

Nis, seemingly indifferent to 'external objects,' just listened quietly and nodded, then took the initiative to radio Antar and Karman.

When the team mbers assembled in Joe Ga's room, Joe Ga realized that Ayu, who had stayed in Ad-Damazin, had also co.

Three months had passed very quickly, and before they knew it, the tourist season in Ad-Damazin was over.

And Ayu, a woman who voluntarily shouldered heavy burdens, naturally contacted Nis, wanting to join the boss's 'big money' team.

Seeing Ayu deliberately fully ard, standing in the living room like a walking fortress of war, Joe Ga glanced at Nis and, after getting a firm response, gestured for Ayu to find a place to sit down.

The mont Ayu let out a sigh and sat down on a wooden sofa, it collapsed with a "crash."

Hearing the dull thud of Ayu hitting the ground, Joe Ga grimaced and, looking at her as if she were a ghost, asked, "How much stuff did you bring?"

Sitting amidst the 'ruins,' Ayu set down her ammo box, then stood up, stepped forward with it, and squeezed a smile on her grotesque face, saying, "Nis said you needed a proficient machine gunner, so I brought two thousand rounds. Everything else is what the Elephant advised I would need for entering the jungle—grenades, RPGs, directional mines…"

Joe Ga looked at how casually Ayu handled the machine gun PKM and said with a laugh, "You can carry it, but can the barrel of this gun hold up?"

As he spoke, Joe Ga glared in mock annoyance at Dorian, who was clearly joking about Ayu, and said irritably, "Try carrying all this stuff yourself!"

Dorian, looking innocent, spread his hands and said, "Boss, Ayu just asked what kind of machine gunner you needed, and I told her the truth.

I didn't ask her to carry all this. I just ntioned that grenades and mines are pretty useful in the jungle."

Ayu stepped forward and said, "Boss, I can carry it. I can carry even heavier things."

As she said this, Ayu swung the PKM with one hand and earnestly added, "I know how to use a machine gun now; ask Nis if you don't believe . I'm quite good at it.

Nis said you needed a jungle machine gunner, boss, please give a chance. I really can!"

Joe Ga looked at Ayu's ferociously nacing appearance, grimaced and after a mont's hesitation, replied, "Then try it tomorrow. Don't bring that ammo box; there are no aliens in the jungle to fight. You take care of the radio.

A machine gun, four two-hundred-round ammo belts, one radio, a pistol, five grenades, plus the likes of a water bottle and sleeping bag, you figure it out."

Karman, who had been silent all this while, looked at the overly concerned Joe Ga and shook his head, saying, "The Cthulhu Tribe is a rainforest tribe, and Ayu knows a lot more about the jungle than you do.

Aside from the machine gun and radio, let her choose the rest herself."

As he spoke, Karman glared at Dorian, who always liked to show off special forces knowledge, and said sternly, "You haven't fought in the jungles of Central Africa and Congo. You are the one who needs looking after."

Karman's word carried the most weight for Joe Ga. Ayu was his recomndation, and he had always expressed concern that Joe Ga was leaving Ayu out. In the old man's eyes, Ayu was ten tis better than Dorian as a bodyguard.

This old man may be the one who most hopes Joe Ga can thrive in this line of business. With him so strongly recomnding Ayu, Joe Ga had no more excuses to reject her.

Without dwelling on the matter with Ayu any further, Joe Ga went back to his room, dragged out several suitcases to the living room, and opened them to reveal the new equipnt.

It wasn't anything magical, just a few sets of the latest jungle camouflage uniforms, so squad communication gear, a few finely made FAST tactical helts, and dozens of micro-light night vision devices.

This gear wasn't just for Karman and his team; the squad communicators and micro-light night vision devices were for the rcenaries.

Those guys have full Ranger gear, and Joe Ga didn't want to waste money on them.

He wasn't sure what was so great about the latest jungle digital camo suits; he had just seen them in Tunisia and, after chatting with the defense company reps, got dazzled by various technical data.

At the ti, he indeed felt that the four-color camouflage fabric had better breathability and reasonable pocket placent, plus a few spots to attach friend-or-foe identification signals—it looked pretty practical. So, Joe Ga spent a few thousand to take all their samples.

Whether they're actually useful or not still needs to be seen, but just from the price, they are certainly a lot more high-end than the so-called Ranger gear.

But the clothing wasn't the main attraction. What Joe Ga was most pleased with were the FAST tactical helts and the communication set with a pickup system.