King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 1696: 1388: Operation

Capítulo 1696: Chapter 1388: Operation

Compared to the benefits of cooperation, Musa’s conditions aren’t excessive…

However, collecting two hundred million dollars in cash and transporting it from Monaco will take so ti.

Aaron saw Joe Ga take out his phone, seemingly really planning to prepare two hundred million in cash, and he shook his head saying, “This money is bait. Do you think, given your style, you can retrieve it safely?

Let handle this. There’s a batch of CIA-printed ‘real money’ in Kabul, originally ant to buy off Aqionghan’s Northern Alliance, but it seems they don’t need it anymore.

Just spend a few hundred thousand and it can be bought out from the Kabul base.”

Joe Ga had heard of this ‘real money’, used by the Arican Intelligence Departnt to purchase one-ti cannon fodder.

The bills are real, but they’ve been specially marked, so banks won’t accept them. Once these bills enter the market, they can be tracked, and anyone using this ‘real money’ becos a target within Arica’s long-arm jurisdiction.

Joe Ga nodded in admiration and said, “Is there anything Arica won’t sell here in Aqionghan?”

Aaron shrugged and said, “Not that I know of!

Actually, you’re a bit late. Last month, they sent the air gunboat and Warthog that Congress cares about to the military base in Bahrain, otherwise you would have had a chance to ‘borrow’ those things.”

Joe Ga disdainfully shook his head and said, “What do I need with that junk? I think the Super Albatross paired with Hellfire is very effective for hitting drug traffickers.

Now I have 20 free Big Beak Birds, and my people are modifying aircraft racks in Kandahar.

And the pilots are already in place. I don’t believe anyone in Aqionghan can withstand that level of firepower. Even if they are tough enough to escape the Super Albatross attacks, I have also arranged four F-14s…”

Saying this, Joe Ga glanced at Soleimani, laughed, and said, “These F-14s have to be thanked to Iran’s generous contribution.”

Soleimani shook his head helplessly. He was aware of the events during the early days of the virus; this Joe relied on his dical supplies to conduct global large-scale purchases, acquiring many things that were impossible to obtain publicly in the past…

For instance, Iran’s F-14s, once considered treasures, and the world’s headlines-worthy Antonov An-225, the world’s largest strategic transport aircraft.

In Soleimani’s heart, Iran should be a powerful nation, the ruler of the Middle East.

However, the seemingly formidable Iran showed extre vulnerability when faced with Arica’s blockade.

Even though Arica treats Iran like a dog, there are still many pro-Arica factions within Iran.

One patriotic scientist after another gets assassinated, yet Iran doesn’t dare push forward its nuclear program quickly; its enriched uranium is still stuck at around 50% concentration.

Soleimani was in imnse pain, so he chose to let himself ‘die’…

He hoped his death could awaken the will to resist, and simultaneously hoped to achieve more gains on another front.

Soleimani always believed his will was strong and his mindset robust, but facing the audacious Joe boss, he admitted he was envious.

A private company waging war globally, with increasingly advanced weaponry.

Joe boss is this arrogant, yet few criticize him…

From the mont he t Joe boss today, Soleimani felt led by the nose, his mindset a little shattered. He stood up and said, “I won’t keep you. This place isn’t far from the Pakistani waters; your ship can go directly there.”

Soleimani didn’t even want to host a simple al, which made Joe Ga pause for a mont…

Seeing the helplessness in this guy’s eyes, Joe Ga laughed heartily, stood up, embraced him, and said, “Brother, what we want is different, so we are destined to walk different paths.

Good luck, I believe your wish can still co true…”

Saying this, Joe Ga glanced at Musa and said to Soleimani, “He said he has important information for you, so I’ll give you so ti. Later, I’ll take him with .”

Soleimani waved his hand and said, “It’s just a list. If you’re interested, you can take a look too…”

Joe Ga was montarily stunned, curiously asking, “What list?”

Musa said in a deep voice, “It’s a list of the Arican big shots supporting my Glorious Society’s growth. Soleimani wants to catch dirt on these people to conduct so covert transactions.”

Aaron, upon hearing this, turned his wheelchair back to the table, chuckling and saying, “Then I’m interested in hearing…”

Joe Ga casually waved his hand and said, “Then you go ahead and listen. I’m going outside to get so fresh air.”

Saying this, Joe Ga pushed the door open, left the room, and walked to the front deck of the freighter. Seeing Dorian smoking with Ma Hong, he approached, took a cigarette, lit it, and said, “Get ready. We’ll head straight to Pakistan later…”

Dorian nodded, spoke a few words into the radio, and then looked at Joe boss, saying, “Boss, is everything here settled?”

Joe Ga nodded and said, “Pretty much. Once we reach Gwadar Port, we’ll switch to ground transportation and go check out Quetta.”

Saying this, Joe Ga looked around and asked, “Where’s Earl Lavey?”

Dorian pointed to the Sea Hawk-43 ‘Love Goddess’ not far away, saying, “That guy got a call earlier and went back to our ship.

He must have gotten so important information, the Kandahar squad has set off…”

……

While Boss Joe floated on the sea, a C-130 transport plane at Kandahar Base set off with the ‘Night Tiger’ and ‘Tajik Squad’ in the evening.

‘Radar’ looked at several Night Tiger veterans sitting on a bench with their arms crossed, sizing up his n. He grinned and said, “Old squad leader, what mission are we going on?”

‘Monkey’ glanced at a group of Tajik Squad mbers who were obviously sowhat nervous. He shook his head slightly, took out a tactical tablet and tossed it to ‘Radar’, then patted ‘Black Panther’ on the shoulder, signaling him to issue the Talus radios to these young folks.

After the Tajik Squad mbers had replaced their radios, ‘Monkey’ stood up, nodded to his earpiece, and said, “You haven’t been trained, and many of P·B’s equipnt you might not be used to, so you’ll have to switch to new radios first…

Test them…”

Once everyone confird there were no issues, ‘Monkey’ nodded and said, “Our target this ti is an interdiary nad Ansani Mahmoud.

This guy has taken over a batch of arms from the CIA and is heading to a place called Horst on the border of Pakistan to trade with DongYun and Bata people.

We suspect there’s a training base for DongYun and Bata near Horst Town…

Our mission this ti is to capture Ansani Mahmoud and also locate the training base.”

As he said this, ‘Monkey’ surveyed the Tajik youngsters, and after a few seconds of silence said, “Rember to take good care of your comrades beside you, I hope as many people set off as return.”

‘Radar’ looked at Mahmoud’s profile on the tablet and suddenly said in surprise, “I’ve seen this guy, he’s our wanted criminal, he’s linked to several dostic terrorist activities, he’s a very key figure…”

As he spoke, ‘Radar’ looked at ‘Monkey’, curiously asking, “P·B’s people haven’t been here long, how co…”

‘Monkey’ shook his head and said, “Our boss has several forr CIA high officials under him, so things are very difficult through official channels, but with the right connections, it can also be very simple.

This ti you guys aren’t here for training, you must be ntally prepared…”

“We can…”

‘Radar’ hadn’t spoken yet when a bearded Tajik youngster beside him spoke out first…

“Old squad leader, just tell us what to do, we can handle it…”

‘Radar’ nudged the guy in the arm with his elbow, sowhat troubled, and said, “Shut up, don’t show your fear upfront.

Listen to what the old squad leader says…”

‘Monkey’ glanced at the young man who spoke and smiled at ‘Radar’, saying, “Not bad, a cub of Night Tiger, has a drive, training level may be a bit stronger than you guys back then.”

‘Radar’ exchanged a glance with ‘Zookeeper’, and helplessly said, “So they’re the real family, and the two of us outsiders…”

‘Monkey’ looked at the young ones pledging loyalty to ‘Radar’ and ‘Zookeeper’ and smiled, shaking his head, “Once a Night Tiger, always a Night Tiger, what’s this about insiders and outsiders?”

‘Monkey’ bantered a bit with ‘Radar’, getting everyone to relax a bit, and then said, “You twelve will split into two teams, co up with a team na for yourselves and report it via radio.

If anything unexpected happens during the mission, call for backup imdiately…”

The Tajik soldier who spoke first laughed and said, “Old squad leader, can we call for air support like Arican soldiers?”

‘Monkey’ seriously nodded and said, “In theory no, because the operation area is within Pakistan, so we need to control the firepower this ti.

But if anything happens, call for it; lives are more important!

Working for P·B, Nan Batian has prepared two Su-27s, which can reach your location in 20 minutes from Kandahar.”

‘Monkey’s words left these Night Tiger and Tajik soldiers, who were going abroad for the first ti, stunned. The talkative soldier exclaid, “Really? Isn’t that against regulations…”

‘Radar’ rapped the guy on the head and said, “We’re no regular army now, even if we cause trouble, there’s no diplomatic issue.

P·B’s boss can handle it, besides, he thinks bombing is cheaper than paying compensation.”

As he spoke, ‘Radar’ looked at ‘Monkey’, and said, “Old squad leader, we’ll split into two teams, the one I lead is nad ‘Tiger Fang’, and the one led by the Zookeeper is called ‘Tiger Claw’…”

‘Monkey’ nodded, bent over and lifted a tarp in the middle of the cabin, pointing at the three ard rafts inside, and said, “We will parachute in at low altitude into Pakistan, use the rivers to reach Horst Town.

After completing the mission, we need to use the rafts for transfer, and then find vehicles locally to head to Quetta.

Once we’re down, I’ll inform you during the operation on how to proceed…”

As ‘Monkey’ spoke, the co-pilot at the front of the cabin walked in, gestured a hand signal to him, and shouted, “Lower altitude into the designated airspace in 5 minutes…

The Pakistan ground has sent a call, we can’t stay there for too long…”

‘Monkey’ gave a thumbs up to indicate he understood, then put on his tactical glasses, and loudly called to the Tajik soldiers equipped with helt-mounted four-eye night vision gear, “Check your gear, prepare…”

After saying that, ‘Monkey’ shouldered his parachute, then secured his gear bag in front of his chest…

‘Monkey’ held the netting above his head, watching the young soldiers skillfully prepare all the equipnt. As the co-pilot turned off the cabin lights and opened the back hatch after stabilizing the plane, he raised one finger and in a hoarse voice said, “One minute…”