King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 436 419 Prelude to War

Joe Ga was also fighting a large-scale battle for the first ti, and he had to face enemies coming from two different directions.

The mission of P·B was extrely challenging; they needed to eliminate the enemy's living forces without affecting civilians as much as possible.

This ant that P·B had to wait until 'Zetaka' and the rcenaries moved out of their towns before launching their most fierce attack.

Under these circumstances, the effect of an air strike was hard to guarantee; once they scattered the enemy, completely controlling them would be very difficult.

What P·B had to do was steadfastly guard the transit routes, drive those guys north, and then use helicopters in coordination with infantry to gradually devour them.

This was a massive undertaking; battles in modern warfare that result in the capture or killing of thousands in one fell swoop are rare, and P·B needed to take on this challenge.

'Zetaka's' power was top-notch in Central Africa, with 900 n as his standing army, and he was also capable of mobilizing even more people to join his forces at any ti.

Therefore, the key was to behead 'Zetaka' himself after P·B completed the first wave of blocking actions.

As long as they succeeded, they could declare the so-called coup over after dealing with those rcenaries who crossed the border.

However, before that, they had to resolve 'God's Armant' first.

That so-called 'forward base' was not a big problem; when everyone there was an enemy, the Super Albatross loaded with enough missiles could cripple them in one strike.

But 'God's Armant' was also a hornet's nest, and P·B had to behead the leader of 'God's Armant' before bombing the forward base, creating internal chaos within their ranks.

Only in this way could they prevent this powerful organization, influential near the borders of China-Congo-Uganda, from ddling in Central African affairs.

Now Joe Ga had a great opportunity; Aaron's people were escorting a large shipnt of arms into Uganda, and they were soon to et with 'God's Armant.'

They would install tracking devices on the arms to help Joe Ga pinpoint the location of 'God's Armant' leaders and incidentally retrieve the weapons he had 'ordered' himself.

Two teams needed to enter the jungle in advance, one responsible for observing the forward base and guiding the Super Albatross for major bombardnts when the battle started.

The other team was to track the whereabouts of the shipnt of arms, to conduct precise bombardnt and strong attacks once they confird that 'God's Armant's' main leaders appeared.

The guided ground missiles provided by the 'Professor' would be very useful at this ti.

Eliminating any potential enemy anti-air defenses and then sending in ard helicopters to clear the field, followed by special forces teams to confirm the results of the battle, the second round of bombardnt could comnce as long as they ensured the enemy leaders were deceased.

The pressure from 'God's Armant' actually wasn't that great because the focus was bound to be on Zetaka, so for P·B's approach to 'God's Armant,' they could use so firepower that those amateurs had never seen before.

Joe Ga had already decided, for a swift and decisive victory, he would employ the cluster bombs he had been reluctant to use.

They must inflict serious pain on those guys from 'God's Armant' to intimidate them, buying enough ti for P·B.

Ordinary rcenary companies simply couldn't coordinate a battle of this scale, but Joe Ga had confidence in his n.

He was too pleased with the unmanned airships his brother Qiao Liang and their comrades had built.

They were not the most advanced, but the two airships had given P·B a rare ability to control the battlefield in Africa.

An obstruction-free communication system, a full-view reconnaissance system…

As long as the commander wasn't too incompetent, precisely mobilizing ground personnel, working in coordination with the air force and artillery, they could achieve victory on the battlefield.

Thompson laid out all the challenges and solutions, and once he confird there were no questions from anyone, he voluntarily stepped aside, giving the central position to Joe Ga.

Joe Ga clapped his hands vigorously to draw everyone's attention and said with a smile, "We have an important task and little ti, so I'll get straight to the orders…"

As he spoke, Joe Ga looked at a group of eager faces and pointed to Sanderson, saying, "Vanguard, you take Team B into the woods. You're setting out tomorrow afternoon. The helicopters will take you part of the way, then you are responsible for tracking the location of 'God's Armant' leaders.

Two Super Albatrosses will cover you, and two Mi-24s will carry two 'Jungle Ghosts' teams to support you.

By all ans, take down those damned guys and then hold your position, and take care of those arms.

I fucking love those Hellfire missiles; the rest is expendable, but those Hellfire missiles must be brought back."

"Sir yes sir!"

Surprised, Sanderson stood up to salute, then bumped fists with his comrades, clearly pleased at having 'hit the jackpot.'

As his fellow soldiers made hissing noises around him, Sanderson proudly flipped them the bird as he made a circle, shouting, "Guys, we're going to chew on so tough bones, haha…"

Joe Ga clapped to quiet everyone down and then looked at Team C's captain, Poison Scorpion, saying, "Team C is responsible for the forward base. I will have 50 'Jungle Ghosts' support you.

After the bombing, you start the attack, kill all the enemies, and then et up with Team B. Can you do it?"

Poison Scorpion stood up to salute and said loudly, "No problem, sir!"

Joe Ga had a lot of confidence in Poison Scorpion; their team was a true expert in jungle combat.

Moreover, they had been imrsed in the training camp at the gold mine, leading the 'Jungle Ghosts' whose training was not yet complete, so there should be no problem.

Having arranged for the personnel on the eastern side, Joe Ga looked at Team D's 'Grey Wolf' and Team E's 'Bullhorn,' and with a smile said, "Don't look at like that; you're both experts in mobile combat, of course you'll head north.

That's the grassland, guided by eyes in the sky, covered by artillery fire, supported by soldiers…

I need you to think of yourselves as hamrs, smashing wherever there is resistance.

Each of your teams will be equipped with an Mi-8 Hippo, and you can call on the Super Albatross for support at any ti.

I want you to leave those damned rcenaries as fertilizer on Central Africa's grasslands. Do we have any objections?"

'Grey Wolf' and 'Bullhorn' exchanged glances, then grinned and stood up to salute seriously, saying loudly, "Order received, sir!!"

'Grey Wolf,' with a hint of provocation, looked at Sanderson and said, "Vanguard, I bet I'll kill more enemies than you!"

Sanderson wasn't foolish; he would never take that bet.

They weren't fighting the sa kind of battle!

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He gave a thumbs-up to 'Grey Wolf' and 'Bullhorn' to show his envy; Sanderson looked at Joe Ga, his heart full of emotion...

When everyone t in Italy, the boss was still a rookie, and although he can't be considered a qualified commander now, he is definitely a strong leader.

Because he knows who should be sent where and what to say when!

Teams D and E are actually very impressive, but their strengths do not lie in the jungle.

They are more than capable of dealing with drug traffickers in the jungle, but if their forces were to be placed in places like grasslands or mountains, they would perform even better.

However, Joe Ga never ntioned himself, which made Sanderson worry, so he said, "Boss, what about Zetaka?"

Once he heard this, Joe Ga knew that Sanderson was worried about him going to find Zetaka, and he laughed and waved his hand, "Don't worry, even if Zetaka discovers a problem, it will take ti for him to mobilize civilians to join his team.

I'll wait for you guys. I will stay at the base to coordinate all aspects of the issues, and when you all have achieved results, we will go to Zetaka's hotown to have a look.

I think the scene at that ti will definitely be very exciting!

I want to personally take back the 'Beech-M'!"

After finishing, Joe Ga clapped his hands forcefully and called out, "Any more questions?"

"NO SIR!!"

"Then go get ready; we are fighting under the watchful eyes of the masses this ti, everyone needs to be spirited...

Strike hard!!"

"Hurrah~"

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While Joe Ga was distributing tasks, inside a civilian house in Kinshasa, Democratic Republic of the Congo...

Jack, with a stubbled face, holding a can of beer and reeking of alcohol, returned here and entered the room after pushing the door open. He looked at a group of comrades who were organizing equipnt, shook his head slightly, picked up the remote control, and started flipping through television channels...

The TV screen flickered and then showed the figure of Joe Ga.

Mr. Qiao was in a sowhat simple conference room, being interviewed by a CNN reporter.

"Sir, our reporters have recently visited the towns near Bangassou, and of course, the most important Sangha Town.

Based on the information we have gathered, you have invested a vast amount of money and effort here, but currently, we haven't seen any signs of output, yet tens of thousands of local people have benefited from it.

Sir, your P·B Company has been active on both sides of the China-Congo border, fighting drug traffickers and responding to calls for help from villages and even towns.

Many things here have exceeded the scope of the agreent with the African Union...

Can you tell us what you really want?"

Qiao Ga on TV was silent for a long ti, then smiled bitterly and said, "I was once a pauper, longing for money, my very motive for everything I do is to make money.

I actually have countless ways to make money, big money, from the countries surrounding Central Africa!

But I can't convince my conscience, and I can't convince those brothers of mine to beco war mongrels.

Then I thought, since I can't make quick money, could I at least reduce so losses.

Then I discovered that there is nothing here, most people have no idea what tomorrow will bring.

I have seen drug traffickers massacre villages, that scene...

I saved so of the people, and then they asked if I could protect them?

At that mont, I felt like I found a bit of direction...

I think we should do the right thing!

We may be rcenaries, but we can still hold our line and do the right thing.

We are lions, not stray dogs!

We use the only skill we're good at to wage war against the devil, and then everything just happened naturally..."

A tall, bearded white man walked over to the dazed Jack, patted him hard on the shoulder, and said, "Jack, don't believe these guys who talk big on TV.

This guy killed old Heinz with thermobaric weapons; we all know the scene, there was no need for thermobaric weapons, he's a killer too!

My father was my instructor and saved many tis, so the mont you called, I brought my guys over.

If you're having second thoughts, we should leave now."

Jack was stunned for a mont, then fiercely crushed the beer can in his hand and nodded, "I need revenge, I will kill him!"

The big-bearded man looked into Jack's eyes, making sure he was completely sober, then said, "Trouble Maker's guys ca to notify us, our boat is about to arrive.

You might despise Black Hand from Trouble Maker, but you need to hold back this ti.

'Trouble Maker' and 'Lucky Thirteen' are both CIA black ops contractors, they add up to 25 people, and they're very tough.

Jack, we only have six n. If you get too stiff with them, life in the jungle is going to be tough for us.

I've talked to the 'Ghost' guys. You can't trust those Brits; their boss 'Jupiter' is a cold-blooded, cunning bastard, and the guys from his Air Service Group are all nuts.

Only the Chechen guys from 'Highland Warriors' seem sincere.

Jack, this mission is going to be hard; you have to get yourself together..."

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