King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 166 164: You Can Complain to Me, But I'll Definitely

The Rangers had no doubt about the outco of the fight against a French blue helt.

Within just a few exchanges, the French lieutenant had his face pumled to a pulp, and half his ribs were broken; he lay on the ground, utterly incapacitated.

Special Forces personnel would not take part in peacekeeping, as their inherent aggressiveness did not align with the nature of such missions.

The objective of France placing blue helts in Central Africa was to assert its presence, while simultaneously ensuring its geopolitical interests in the surrounding regions of Central Africa.

In reality, the effective forces were the Rwandan peacekeepers and Joe Ga's colleagues from Russia.

Who would believe that to ensure he wouldn't be assassinated the day after taking office, the security of the Central African President and the core governnt facilities were entrusted to a Russian security company?

In today's Central Africa, it was not the French, but the Russians who had the final say.

Compared to their colleagues from SD who built bridges, paved roads, and provided dical care, the French blue helts were utterly unqualified—a sentint not expressed by Joe Ga but by their own dia and UN investigators.

These scoundrels, who could not make it within the core echelons of their own military and were yes-n to everyone they t, transford into 'masters' upon arriving in Central Africa, with the attitude that they could do whatever they pleased.

The appearance of an ard helicopter did indeed require them to drive over to assess the situation, but as long as 'Fat Goose' and his team did not display any intent to attack, their rights were limited to just observing.

But clearly, they had overstepped that boundary, even resorting to vulgar gestures and language to harass 'Kitten' during the interaction.

When faced with Joe Ga's confrontation, knowing he might have so clout, their thought was not to resolve the issue through official channels but to co up with a dirty trick to provoke Joe Ga into a physical altercation, then take him back to their camp.

If Joe Ga's people weren't intimidating enough for them, the outco would be just that once a fight broke out.

Once you entered the camp of the French blue helts, your fate was no longer in your own hands.

This bunch was nothing but soldier riffraff, groveling before the strong and rcilessly striking at the weak.

If the French blue helts in front had strictly adhered to the UN rules and chosen to negotiate at the ti of the car crash instead of trying to cleverly escalate the conflict to rationalize the use of force, then the conflict would not have occurred.

Central Africa might be a ss, but Mary Aenola was still soone who could pick a fight at the UN General Assembly. A dirty blue helt lieutenant running into the barrel of a gun was just bad luck for him.

Watching Sanderson with his fists raised, bellowing triumphantly over the lieutenant—like LeBron Jas after scoring a goal, pounding his chest vigorously, and then pointing towards 'Kitten's' direction.

Joe Ga laughed heartily, looking at the French blue helts trying to maintain their dignity around the armored vehicle. He grinned and said, "My na is Hu Lang, I run an international defense contracting company, and my camp is near the China-Congo border, just a 5-hour drive from here.

If you have any complaints against , you're welco to visit and file them there. I might not be there, but you can make an appointnt with my secretary."

Hearing this, Diamond 'Torch' from behind bellowed, "Boss, when did you get a secretary? Can I apply?

In the future, these sons of bitches can co to , and I will treat them well."

Joe Ga looked at the black female elite and sternly said, "Mary Aenola didn't fulfill many promises she made to . I need soone to communicate with the outside world and coordinate matters for , making sure irrelevant people don't disrupt our operations.

From now on, you're my secretary. I'm giving you an hour to pack your things. You'll co back to the camp with , where I'll prepare an office for you."

The elite woman could never have imagined that she was just called to help coordinate with a hospital, and now she was unexpectedly headhunted!

She was an assistant to the Minister of Defense, responsible for 'national affairs'; how did she end up being recruited into a private enterprise?

Joe Ga didn't care about the elite woman's complex expression. Her boss owed him a huge favor, and it wasn't just for her to be his secretary—even if it ant she had to doll herself up and be ready to share his bed, she would have to co to work looking her best.

Having a local as a secretary had its perks; Joe Ga, the boss, didn't have to personally face complex situations every ti because he wouldn't understand what the local people said anyway.

He wasn't afraid of fighting, but soone had to coordinate with the surrounding villages. At the very least, the camp's supplies shouldn't require Bull to lead a team on procurent trips every ti.

At first glance, this woman was one of Africa's rare elites. She could handle the external paperwork for the camp.

Whether she liked the job or could remain loyal was irrelevant. The cost of screwing up was sothing she couldn't afford.

Joe Ga signaled everyone to lower their weapons and led the team towards the hospital. As he passed by the elite woman, he said, "There should be a large number of casualties sent up ahead. Find out for yourself why my people were injured, then call Mary Aenola.

Tell her I'm very dissatisfied with my current situation because she hasn't delivered on many things she promised.

If she still wants the deal to continue, then she better get moving."

After that, Joe Ga didn't give the elite woman any further chance. He walked into the hospital without looking back, not even bothering to ask her na.

'Kitten' joined the group, naturally gravitating towards Antar, and then spoke in a strange tone, "Eric was right, our boss indeed is a reliable man."

Antar was taken aback for a mont, then shook her head with a chuckle and said, "You're actually private cargo slipped in by Eric?"

'Kitten' glanced at Nis, who had suddenly beco vigilant, and shrugged her shoulders, saying, "It was my own request, because I wasn't cut out for the job at the travel agency's front desk. Knowing that a high-paying job was up for grabs, why shouldn't I give it a try?"

After speaking, 'Kitten' nodded toward Nis and said, "My na is Alexandra Ambrosi, sniper from the elite forces of the Brazilian city, codenad 'Kitten'!

I offended so big shots in Brazil, so...

We are actually online buddies. I've left ssages for you and Owl on the sniper website. My online handle is 'Little Wildcat'."

Antar looked at 'Kitten' who had just revealed her identity and shook her head, saying, "Eric is a good man, but don't let him arrange your life for you. He...

I believe you've felt it, your choice was the right one!"

'Kitten' caught a glimpse of Joe Ga's silhouette ahead of her and flashed a brilliant smile, nodding as she said, "I feel the sa, it's great to have soone stand up for !

Our boss is really terrific!"

Antar swept a glance at Nis's glowering face and, shaking her head with amusent, pulled Nis along to catch up with Joe Ga's steps. She pushed her forward and then blocked 'Kitten' from following...

Seeing 'Kitten's sowhat perplexed expression, Antar shook her head and said, "Eric's hope is for you to find a new path in life, not to have the girl he saved with great effort be delivered on a platter."

While saying this, Antar lowered her voice and whispered, "Our boss is great, but that 'Vanguard' Sanderson isn't bad either."

Brazilian girls are always passionate and open. She glanced at Nis, who was closely following behind Joe Ga, and said in realization, "They..."

Antar gestured with her hand to cut off 'Kitten''s speculation and said seriously, "That has nothing to do with you.

I've had experiences similar to yours, but Devil Bird is my best friend and the finest partner.

You can't imagine what she has been through, so please don't disturb her."

'Kitten' responded openly, "Yeah, it's really hard for won like us to find a good man that fits."

As she spoke, 'Kitten' turned around and noticed 'Torch' and "Impact" eyeing her backside. She brazenly flipped them the bird and then said to Antar, "That's why I'm so fed up with these soldiers. They're like they've been eating steroids for als, all eager and lustful at the sight of a female."

Listening, Antar looked at 'Kitten,' who, despite her spirited appearance, had a natural face of a mistress, and said with a laugh, "Why doesn't 'Hemostatic Forceps' have such trouble? Maybe if you wore clothes one size larger, it would be better."

'Kitten' spread her hands and said, "Why? It's not my problem that I'm pretty. I only do what I enjoy."

An MSL woman and a Brazilian girl, fundantally at odds in their world views.

However, Antar is a more open-minded and modern MSL woman. Nowadays, as long as she's in uniform, she won't even wear a headscarf.

So habits deep in her bones are hard to change, but Antar only strives to demand such things from herself, without expecting others to be like her.

Nis is simpler, having completely discarded the external trappings of MSL and not caring about anyone else's feelings except for Joe Ga's.

While the two spoke, they continued to follow Joe Ga to the second floor of the hospital. As they turned the corner at the stairs, they found that their boss had run into trouble.

This was a Catholic hospital, where a young nurse dressed in a uniform with a cross on her chest, gentle but firm in deanor, was preventing Joe Ga from entering the operating room, even though soone inside was screaming like a pig being slaughtered.

Joe Ga wasn't as unreasonable as he had been at the doorway. He pointed at the operating room door, circling around while asking in both English and Arabic what was happening inside. Unfortunately, the young nurse just shook her head and insisted in English that everything was fine inside, refusing to reveal any more information.

Joe Ga isn't irrational; he knew the hospital too well and understood that acting out could lead to unpleasant consequences. However, after talking past each other for quite a while and getting nowhere, his frustration started to show.

Just as Dorian inside let out another scream, Joe Ga was about to push the nurse aside and burst in when 'Kitten' quickly stepped forward, grabbing him. She then spoke fluently in Spanish to the young nurse, who was beginning to look a bit panicked.

The young nurse seed to see a savior in 'Kitten' and began to pour out information as if firing a machine gun, not particularly afraid of the throng of ard n who had crowded into the hallway.

Joe Ga noticed the little nurse casting glances his way while talking. He nudged Nis beside him and said, "Is that girl bad-mouthing ?

I'll block her; you sneakily check with your phone. If she's saying bad things, I'll complain about her later."

Antar watched as Nis took it seriously, bursting into laughter. She walked over and pulled her arm, then turned to Joe Ga saying, "She said you are handso, but seem to be quite impatient."

Joe Ga glared at the little nurse who kept stealing glances at him and shook his head, "Don't treat like a fool; she's definitely not complinting . It doesn't add up.

No need for secrecy to say I'm handso!"