King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 623 597: I'll Go Talk to Them

Gami instructed the pilot to land the helicopter directly near the locations of the various racing teams.

The team mbers only knew that a hostage situation had occurred, but they were unaware that not far from them, there was a chemical bomb that could destroy all of Monaco.

As Joe Ga passed by carrying a large bag, he saw two F1 race cars from the McLaren team, as well as several familiar drivers.

These people even had ti to raise their phones to take photos of Joe Ga and his companions, while whispering among themselves.

Joe Ga noticed 'Fly' and was shocked to see that the man seed to have aged decades in a matter of hours, his already graying hair having turned mostly white.

'Fly', who already had a gunshot wound on his leg, was now suffering from aggravated injuries due to various unexpected stimuli. Not only was the bandage on his leg leaking blood, but his entire face was flushed red, leading Joe Ga to worry he might suffer a stroke at any mont.

When 'Fly' saw Joe Ga, his eyes lit up, then dimd again as he spoke with a hoarse voice, "Hu Lang, I need help..."

Joe Ga was in a bad mood, but it wasn't appropriate to take it out on 'Fly'. He pressed down on 'Fly's shoulder to seat him, then looked across the French-blockaded area towards the distant school bus...

Charlene, dressed in a floral maxi dress, had her hands nailed to the side of the school bus, her head hanging limply down like a tornted angel...

Joe Ga knew that blaming anyone at this point was pointless. Frowning, he looked at 'Fly' and said, "What are the terrorists saying now, what do they want?"

'Fly' wiped the fresh blood spraying from his nose and said with a hoarse voice, "They demand that England and France issue a joint statent to withdraw troops from Liberia and also promise not to interfere with Liberia's internal affairs."

Joe Ga put down the bag he was carrying and started to ready his HK417...

"You certainly won't agree, so what are you planning to do?"

'Fly', looking grave at Joe Ga's obviously hostile stance, replied, "That depends on the higher-ups...

Hu Lang, you should understand how lethal the threat of a chemical bomb is. This is the core area of Monaco, and if the bomb explodes, the nearby region will be contaminated.

Monaco is too small; it cannot withstand such a blow!

Albert II has gone to Nis now. He has put pressure on the Presidential Palace in France, demanding guarantees that the bomb won't go off while also ensuring the safety of his wife and children.

People from the Monaco casino and financial sectors are working to negotiate with the Libyan terrorist organization..."

As he spoke, 'Fly' gave a bitter smile and continued, "Hu Lang, we all know what these fellows want. They are stalling to increase their impact and then detonate the bomb; they won't compromise."

Joe Ga nodded slightly upon hearing this, then turned to 'Fly' and said, "If it were up to you to decide, what would you do?"

'Fly' shook his head bitterly, "Go for a strong attack, and bet on our speed and luck. Anyway, once the bomb explodes, we're all not getting away.

If we win, I might still have a chance to retire; if we lose, we are blown to smithereens..."

As he spoke, 'Fly' pointed to a man who was arguing loudly with several French Majors behind a police command vehicle, saying sarcastically, "That's the representative sent by the casinos and dozens of banks; they want to use one billion Euros to buy Monaco's safety.

Now they want us to pull out the military forces and hand over the place for them to take over...

They don't care about the safety of the hostages at all; they just want the terrorists to take away the chemical bomb."

Joe Ga, having heard this, swallowed back the critical intelligence he was about to share...

Joe's main goal was to save people, and once he told them the bomb couldn't explode because it wasn't ti, those money-grubbing individuals would surely mount a strong attack.

The outco of a strong attack can be vastly different for different goals!

If they took action, the terrorists were certainly dood, but the hostages were in big trouble, and Charlene's fate would be sealed!

Looking at 'Fly', who was backed into a corner, Joe Ga hesitated for a mont and then said, "If I make a move, can you help fend off the external pressure for ?"

'Fly' lit up, he understood Joe Ga ant for P·B to take action, but he needed to step forward to bear all the pressure and take on all the responsibilities.

As the place with the highest GDP per capita globally, Monaco's real estate prices generally exceed 100 thousand US Dollars per square ter, and due to its tax-free policy, it attracts a large number of banks.

Once the bomb explodes, the local real estate industry, gambling industry, and tourism will collapse instantly, banks will be dragged down by bad assets, and then a financial tsunami spreading across Western Europe will destroy many people's lives.

A chemical bomb targeting Monaco's weak points also held France's throats.

In everyone's hearts, the bomb absolutely could not explode because no one could bear the consequences.

Under such circumstances, Joe Ga would definitely not disclose the bomb's situation because compared to assets worth hundreds of billions, what was Charlene? What were the Prince and Princess?

Even if the King had already run off to France, even if he were here, he couldn't withstand the financial groups' pressure.

But not reporting the bomb's specific situation to France, while the financial groups inside Monaco were still negotiating for a solution, P·B's rash actions would et with trendous resistance.

Joe Ga wasn't a deity, he couldn't unite everyone's thoughts and interests under different objectives, he had to ensure no one would drag their feet, only then was there a possibility to rescue Charlene and her children.

'Fly' pondered for a long ti and said gravely, "Hu Lang, I'm now the field commander, and I can create a disruption-free space for you in a short ti.

Do you tell , how confident are you?"

After hearing this, Joe Ga patted 'Fly''s shoulder and said with a smile, "If we win, it's 100%. If the bomb explodes, you're dead, why do you care about this?

We all know what these terrorists want, right?

Do you think those people are a bit too naïve to hope to buy safety with money?"

'Fly', extrely helpless, said, "But in their eyes, money is almighty!"

As he spoke, 'Fly' struggled to stand up and said bitterly, "Those people pushed forward just to make take the bla, so let take it then...

Hu Lang, you're a good man, I've rarely seen anyone take such a risk for a friend.

Give a ti point, I'll let the outsiders pressurize those around, creating an opportunity and space for you to attack.

You're right, once the bomb explodes we're all dead, why should we care about anything else?"

Joe Ga, with admiration, patted 'Fly''s shoulder and then said with a laugh, "That's the spirit, I have a feeling we won't die...

Maybe in the end, P·B will beco a hero, and you'll get a promotion and a raise!"

After saying this, Joe Ga leaned down to 'Fly''s ear and whispered, "Rember to bring a voice recorder to talk with those banks and casinos, we need soone to play the fool in the dia after all this is over.

Only with folly as a contrast will our victory seem even more precious!"

After finishing, Joe Ga looked at several busy French intelligence officers around him, and after so thought, he said, "Have the identities of those terrorists been found?"

'Fly' subconsciously nodded and said, "They've been found. The security departnt is carrying out arrests, intending to apprehend the terrorists' families to increase the bargaining chips in the negotiations."

As he spoke, 'Fly' shook his head and said, "But I think all this is futile..."

Joe Ga, after listening, nodded and said, "Of course it's futile. Maybe after this cos to light, you'll even be nailed to the pillar of sha by your own dia.

But I don't care, let your people send the addresses of the terrorists' families, I'll go have a chat with them..."

Upon hearing this, 'Fly' said in surprise, "What do you plan to do?"

Joe Ga rubbed his face hard, looking at Charlene who was nailed to the car in the distance, and said, "Charlene shouldn't be treated like this..."