King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 659 627: This is War

The Rabbit Squad began to seize the ti to rest, getting ready for their entrance...

Joe Ga was dragged by Dorian to accompany an Italian man in his late forties, driving along the highway in search of rcenaries who had fallen behind.

The rugged middle-aged man was Dorian's instructor, Fabio Marcello, 48 years old.

He was originally one of the elite in the Italian Marine Corps, then joined the renowned 'Leather Headgear', serving for 8 years before becoming an instructor for five years.

His wife, a model, had given birth to four children for him.

It turned out that a career with a relatively low annual salary couldn't maintain a sister from the fashion circle.

Fabio was deeply in love with his wife, but won love beauty...

Fabio chose to support his wife in maintaining her beauty rather than natural aging, and eventually, due to financial reasons, was forced to leave the force and beco a rcenary.

There was no right or wrong in this matter...

Old Fabio worked hard to make money for his wife's costic procedures, while she managed the household and the children immaculately. Their division of labor was very clear.

This wasn't even about being willing to suffer, it was what Fabio wanted.

Their goal was those experts who had participated in the level 10 assessnts but hadn't t the standard.

Having encountered the benefactor Joe Ga, and with Dorian's help, Fabio obtained the 'Sea Hound' license. After inquiring about Joe Ga's needs in Iraq, he decisively chose to expand.

And human resources were the most important asset to a rcenary company!

Those eliminated by P·B were the best candidates.

They aspired to be part of P·B, so they probably wouldn't reject 'Sea Hound', which had a close collaboration with P·B.

Whether it worked, they'd only know by trying. Offering the sa benefits as P·B, a salary of 50,000 plus mission allowance per year, with the operations Joe Ga could provide in Iraq, Fabio was sure he'd still make a profit.

The old guy knew very well that he had encountered a 'noble person'.

Such opportunities co once or twice in a lifeti. Now approaching 50 and given such a chance, it would be a disservice to his beautiful wife not to seize it.

Fabio was clear in his mind; running 'Sea Hound' with his years of hard-earned experience was a fool's dream. He must firmly cling to P·B's coattails, doing whatever the boss said.

Having llowed with age, he also beca sensible, knowing that dealing with influential people begins with asking favors.

He could find people on his own, but certainly not as well as Joe Ga could.

Asking Joe Ga to hand over those who were eliminated and putting 'Sea Hound' in a humble position not only ant buttering up but also helped to close the gap between them.

After getting to know Fabio through Dorian, Joe Ga found out the guy had a fiery temper in the past. If he had shown this attitude ten years ago, he wouldn't still be earning money through life-threatening ans to this day.

Joe Ga really appreciated Fabio's attitude, not because he enjoyed being flattered, but because it ant the guy had a clear head.

In Joe Ga's mind, the better people were at weighing pros and cons, the better they were as partners.

'Sea Hound' held a commorative significance for Joe Ga as his first capable adversary had been 'Sea Hound'.

No matter who was currently in 'Sea Hound', bringing it under P·B's system was an affirmation of his past.

That was the first ti Joe Ga had killed soone!

Affirming that experience was a way to tell himself that his choice at that ti was right!

Another important point for supporting Fabio was that 'Sea Hound' was not just a license; it had a seaside training base in 'Ventimiglia', located at the border between Italy and France.

As is widely known, Monaco is very close to the Italian-French border, and Joe Ga needed to choose a place for the Princess's Marine Corps to anchor.

Charlene was running a P·B branch, but Joe Ga was the boss.

At the end of the day, a mariti security company is still a business, but in Monaco, where there are millionaires everywhere and real estate prices exceed 100,000 US dollars, Joe Ga couldn't provide accommodation for those Marine Corps...

The patrol boats could stay at the dock, the 'Princess' ship could stay offshore, or even dock at Tubruq, but the people needed to go ashore, the Marine Corps needed a place to train and rest.

Given the security situation in Monaco and the business layout of the mariti security company, Joe Ga was only temporarily prepared to offer a level 6 salary to the people of the Navy and Marine Corps.

Besides the crew, recruit three Marine Corps squads, and additionally, arrange for P·B's special forces to take turns going on vacation duty.

Monaco's official citizens number just over nine thousand, and among the thirty thousand expatriates residing in Monaco, Italian and French laborers are seen as just peasants in the eyes of the locals.

With the cost of living in Monaco, it wasn't a place for rcenaries.

Earning money in Monaco and spending it in Italy was the right way. Staying on the ship to protect Monaco, then disembarking to Italy, that was already very reasonable.

At this mont, 'Sea Hound's' seaside training base beca extrely valuable. Current debt operations didn't matter; renting half of the usage rights to P·B to provide a place where the Princess's Marine Corps could train and settle was enough.

Generous Joe Ga and tactful Fabio reached an agreent in their cooperation just like that.

Among those participating in the level 10 selection, there were over one hundred and fifty people, with only forty-eight eting the standard. Of the remaining hundred, Joe Ga selected twenty-four veterans with a Marine Corps background, and the rest were wholeheartedly recomnded to Fabio.