King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 457 440: Fresh Blood Rotation Battle

The helicopter touched down within the base, and the crowd rapidly dispersed toward the equipnt room to rearrange their gear.

Joe Ga noticed 'Rhino' was getting quite annoyed by 'Iceman's' pestering, and with a chuckle, he pulled 'Rhino' and Manlo into Team A's equipnt room.

By then, Team B and Team C had also returned. Sanderson looked slightly worn out, yet his eyes were surprisingly fired up.

Seeing the boss head to the equipnt room, he exchanged a quick glance with Poison Scorpion from Team C and hurriedly followed suit.

"Boss, let's go too!"

Joe Ga caught sight of Thompson with a tablet in the distance and gestured for him before turning to Sanderson and Poison Scorpion, saying, "Then follow along. We're heading to the gold mine, and you can catch so sleep there.

This ti we're up against the experts, but we're prepared and should indeed have a run-in with them. It will also let us know where we truly stand."

Upon hearing this, Sanderson grinned and said, "I saw the photos 'Father' sent back. Those bastards did a bunch of rotten things to lure us into the jungle.

We need to make it clear that the P·B territory is not a place for them to ss around."

Joe Ga admired the cowboy spirit in Sanderson and his firm stance.

He fist-bumped and embraced Sanderson, saying with a smile, "Then get ready quickly, take enough ammo. I reckon we'll be spending so ti at the gold mine."

Sanderson grinned, flashing a military salute, and replied, "Yes sir!!"

Just as Joe Ga was about to ask Sanderson if he had the kind of problem 'Iceman' ntioned, the guy had already dashed toward the equipnt room.

Seeing Poison Scorpion still standing there, Joe Ga hesitated for a mont and said quietly, "Poison Scorpion, you've killed a lot of people before, right?"

Poison Scorpion was taken aback, then nodded and responded, "Yes, quite a few. What about it, boss?"

Looking at the puzzled expression on Poison Scorpion's face, Joe Ga pointed to his own head and whispered, "Do you ever feel like there's sothing wrong with your mind, like insomnia, nightmares, anxiety, and the like?"

This ti it was Poison Scorpion's turn to be stunned; he said with a chuckle, "Boss, are you talking about PTSD?"

Joe Ga nodded and said, "Then you..."

Not waiting for Joe Ga to finish, Poison Scorpion nodded and admitted, "We all have it, , Poison Snake, Poison Wolf, even Xiao Luo..."

Hearing this, Joe Ga frowned and asked, "Why didn't any of you speak up?"

Poison Scorpion shook his head with a wry smile, "Talking about it doesn't help, and the 'tension' keeps us alert. This state of being is beneficial to us.

Xiao Luo is never caught unawares because nobody can get close to him when he sleeps."

Joe Ga took this in and shook his head, "This issue could be big or small; you should have spoken up sooner. Even without dication, it would be good to take a break."

Poison Scorpion looked seriously at Joe Ga, then suddenly smiled and said, "Boss, are you concerned we might have ntal issues?"

As he spoke, Poison Scorpion seed to think of sothing. Tapping his own head, he said, "Boss, that kind of nightmare-driven urge to die is a 'rich man's disease.' People like us aren't qualified to suffer from it.

The things that make white people fall apart, we've seen plenty of since we were kids.

More importantly, in the past, we fought against terrorists, but now we're fighting against demons."

Joe Ga nodded with sudden clarity. Those raised in comfort couldn't compare with those who grew up on the front lines; their thought processes simply weren't on the sa wavelength.

Battle and bloodshed conflicted with the sheltered information so hothouse flowers received from birth, but for Poison Scorpion and his ilk, it was the norm of life.

But now Joe Ga had a new understanding of PTSD; he felt Poison Scorpion might be right, but that didn't an he wasn't 'sick.'

The constant high-pressure combat made it impossible for him to relax. If this persisted, his body could easily breakdown.

While he was still in his pri and buoyed by a sense of honor, in ti, his physical health would decline, and his spirit would inevitably struggle to endure.

The 'rotation' used in the past and the current deploynt systems of the Aricans did make sense.

Even the best soldiers had their limits. If overused without maintenance, their bodies would start to fail.

'Iceman's' clinging to 'Rhino' was partly out of seeking treatnt and partially genuine concern for others.

At that mont, Joe Ga truly realized that P·B's special forces were stretched too thin, understaffed, and most importantly, the jungle environnt was terribly harsh!

He patted Poison Scorpion's shoulder, smiling, "Do you think I should add a few more squads? It's indeed not right to keep pushing you to the brink."

"That day I witnessed the jungle Ghosts in combat. They actually did great. Dragon Gecko always said they lacked sothing, but what they're missing is combat experience."

Understanding Joe Ga's sentints, volunteers who care about their boss always evoke goodwill.

The Sri Lankan with not the most expressive face thought for a mont, grabbed Joe Ga's arm, turned him towards two individuals peeking around the equipnt room entrance, Xiao Hei, and said, "Boss, these two, one's non and the other's Kuba.

Well, let's just say if we encounter each other within 100 to 150 ters, I might not be their match.

What those jungle old-tirs taught them is completely different from what we're used to, but when it cos to jungle warfare, they're definitely good enough."

Joe Ga, intrigued, asked, "Are they jungle Assault Soldiers?"

Poison Scorpion shook his head and said, "No, they insist they're snipers, mobile ones who only engage targets within 150 ters—a special kind of jungle sniper."

"I'm not sure what will happen if I swap out their guns, but it definitely won't be too bad."

"Actually, if I wasn't worried about the ti it would take for them to adapt, I would be tempted to pull them into Team C."

Joe Ga smiled when he heard this, nodded his head, patted Poison Scorpion on the shoulder to signal him to go in first, and then he walked up to Xiao Hei, who was looking at him with adoring eyes...

non was not tall and his build wasn't particularly strong, with a round face and ears that stuck out. His eyes were small, but they were lively.

Kuba was tall and thin, with a long neck and face, slightly reminiscent of a shrunken version of Chris Bosh.

When they saw Joe Ga approaching, they blinked and gave a not-so-standard military salute, then tried hard to stand up straight...

Joe Ga was amused by their sloppy military posture. He gestured with his hand over his eyebrows and then said, "At ease, soldiers.

I heard you guys are good shooters. Tell your nas, and then tell , what can you do?"

non's small eyes shone as he loudly reported, "Report to the commander, my na is non, and I can hit any target within 150 ters, no matter how..."

Upon hearing this, Kuba imdiately followed up with a loud call, "Report to the commander, I can too, and not only can I shoot accurately, but also fast."

Joe Ga looked at the two Xiao Heis, excited, and with a smile said, "I'm about to enter the jungle. Are you familiar with it?"

non and Kuba exchanged a glance, then exclaid with surprise, "Report to the commander, I grew up in the border jungle, I know all of its streams and rivers."

Saying this, non looked at Joe Ga and nodded slightly, his voice full of excitent as he called out, "Commander, can we join your team?

You are the best sniper, and we want to be the best snipers too!"

Joe Ga was taken aback; he didn't know why he was being reputed as a sniper, but that was not a problem. Thinking about Poison Scorpion's deliberate recomndation, he fell silent for a mont and said, "My mission this ti is a bit dangerous, but it's a good opportunity to see what you're made of.

If you're good enough, I'll bring you back for more systematic modern special operations training, then you can form your own team.

Are you interested?"

How could non and Kuba not be interested?

They now always felt out of step with their comrades because their tactical movents with guns, which made it hard for them to keep up with their comrades' pace.

Two snipers mixed in with a group of Ghost assault soldiers would, of course, be uncomfortable.

Faced with Joe Ga's invitation, they nodded without hesitation and then wanted to go back to get their guns.

Joe Ga chuckled and stopped them, saying, "Don't bother getting your guns. I'll get you sothing better. Those VSS birdguns aren't suitable for real snipers.

You want to learn from , right? Then try my gun.

A sniper who can only shoot 150 ters is a bit silly, you should at least be able to shoot 300 ters."

The two Xiao Heis hadn't realized that Joe Ga wanted to steer them toward becoming precision shooters. They were so excited about their idol giving them guns that they were almost incoherent.

Joe Ga amusingly found the person in charge of these jungle Ghosts, a battle-scarred veteran of the jungle nad 'Thorn Vine.' After explaining the situation with the two of them, he led them into Team A's equipnt room.

When Joe Ga entered the equipnt room, he found that everyone from Team A was there except for Karman and Antar.

Looking at 'Rhino' sitting carelessly in the corner, and Manlo, who looked a bit uneasy, Joe Ga waved his hand with a smile and said, "Don't be shy. You guys did great in Nova City. See what you need, and consider it a reward.

Pick what you like and go play at the shooting range, or you could also take a trip to Sangha Town.

We're all leaving; this place could use two mobile special forces mbers. If sothing happens, you'll be able to help."

After finishing, Joe Ga turned to look at non and Kuba. He thought for a mont and then gave them his two spare HK416s.

With silencers attached, the HK416s could make use of subsonic ammunition, which would be more than enough in the jungle. They could also switch to NATO rounds if needed, increasing their power and range.

Compared to the rudintary VSS, Joe Ga's fully equipped HK416s were like alien weapons, making the two kids reluctant to part with them.

Seeing them clumsily handling the rifles, Joe Ga looked at 'Rhino' and Manlo, who had already chosen their guns, and laughed, saying, "Take them to the shooting range to get used to it. Call them when I leave."

After 'Rhino' and the others left, Joe Ga sat down next to Nis and said, "You seem a bit eager; have you been too idle lately?"

Nis was loading an armor-piercing bullet into the magazine of his G29, slightly shook his head, and said, "The guys in the jungle deserve to die. Yesterday, not only did they attack your gold mine, but they also attacked the village where Father Gamorre was.

28 people died there. If it hadn't been for Father Gamorre's guerrilla team coming to support, everyone there would have been killed."

Joe Ga wasn't aware of this news yet. He frowned and said, "Where is Dragon Gecko now? Didn't he say he was on the trail of a team?"

Nis's eyes were cold as he replied, "Dragon Gecko is at the gold mine; he did not participate in the pursuit.

He said there's another team hiding around the gold mine, and there aren't enough people on the mine, so he stayed.

Those people are cunning. They've been waiting for the opportunity.

We shouldn't give them that chance!!"

Joe Ga had been concerned about his buddy's psychological state, but now he heard another piece of bad news. He nodded with a stern face and said, "Yes, we shouldn't give them that chance.

rcenaries who kill civilians are nothing but stray dogs; we should make their deaths even more desperate!"