King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Chapter 132 Eyes Light Up at the Sight of Money

After arranging for a squad of Seville soldiers to escort Mary Aenola back, the villa was in an uproar.

When Anna, a dainty girl of about five-foot-ten, learned that their father had secured an order for 90 armored vehicles even before the exhibition had begun, she shrieked as if she had won a grand slam and was hopping and hugging everyone around.

When she went to hug Joe Ga, however, Antar cut in front of her.

Antar grabbed Anna, who was about to jump on Joe Ga, embraced her warmly, turned her around, and escorted the overly excited girl back to her mother.

Joe Ga, who was about to welcome his sister, found that she had been intercepted. He stood there with his arms open, feeling a bit awkward, and turned to hug Nis nearby, exclaiming loudly, "We're going to make a fortune, we are going to war, and after this war, we'll be rich.".

Nis was about to say something with blinking eyes when Joe Ga rushed over to the 'Professor' and energetically picked up the old man, twirling him around, and exclaimed loudly, "See, I knew we would be successful."

90 Lazar, 950 thousand per unit, eighty-five million in business, 10% of your company's annual sales."

Dude, you are going to thrive, you must offer me a better price. I'm battling for nine figures now; I need all the support I can get!"

The 'Professor' could never have imagined things going so smoothly. Ninety Lazar 3 armored vehicles accounted for more than half of their annual production capacity.

Last year, Yuginebert Company only sold 68 Lazar vehicles, and he'd only known Joe Ga for a few days and already broke the company's annual sales record.

The old man released Joe Ga, turned around with mixed emotions, and hugged his wife tightly, his voice slightly choked, "I don't know if I count as successful yet, tell me, have I succeeded?"

Valentina was probably too excited as well, as any competent wife would hope for her husband's success.

She kissed her husband on the cheek and said with a smile, "You have always been a success in my heart!

At school, you are the most responsible professor; at home, you are a qualified father and husband; even in your current position, you will be the best."

Listening to this couple's cringey dialogue, Joe Ga shook his head and then gestured to Karman and the others, saying,"Come here, we need to talk about what path we should take in the future.

I already have a rough idea, but I still want to hear your opinions."

Compared to the excited Dorian, Karman was much quieter.

Joe Ga looked at Karman, who obviously recalled something, and said with a smile, "Dragon Gecko, you mentioned on the vehicle that you have fought in Central Africa.

Our opponents this time are mainly a group of drug dealers entrenched in the jungle. Do you have any thoughts?"

Karman thought for a moment and said, "If you are determined to go to war, then show no mercy, even if the other party is just a teenager."

Joe Ga, somewhat unsure, said, "Is it really that exaggerated?

Mary Aenola said those Boy Scouts, were coerced by drug dealers into entering the jungle; they…"

Karman shook his head and said, "This is the cruelest part of Africa. The reason drug dealers organize Boy Scouts is that, after training, the kids develop a cruelty unmatched even by adults.

In just a year's time, those who survive the drug dealer's training will become ghosts with no sense of right or wrong, no shame, no humanity, no future.

They are innocent, but once they adapt to that way of life, they can never go back!"

As he spoke, Karman looked at Joe Ga with serious eyes never seen before and said, "Boss, you are a good person, and good people will have a very tough time there.

I've seen many 'good people' like you go insane on that land.

If you don't think you are prepared for this, I suggest hiring others to fight rather than doing it yourself."

Karman's unprecedented solemn tone suddenly quieted the atmosphere.

Joe Ga glanced at Nis and Antar, expressionless, and hesitated for a few minutes before saying, "I am definitely going. This is my first time handling such a business; if something goes wrong and I'm not there, others might not be able to handle it.

Let's talk practicalities. How many people and what kind of weapons do we need to strike those drug dealers entrenched in the jungle?

I need to calculate the costs; we definitely can't lose money shouting about it."

From the initial excitement to increasingly solemn expressions, Dorian, looking at Karman falling silent, raised his hand and hesitated before saying, "Boss, were you deceived?

Drug dealers can't be completely eradicated. Look at Colombia, Mexico.

When I was still with Leather Head, I was involved in many cross-border drug trafficking cases; those drug dealers had very strong firepower.

We have seen the data from the Glorious Society. They have a drug trafficking route in Africa, although we are not clear about who exactly they are, but it's certain that's just a small part.

Those drug dealers entrenched in the jungle generally have foreign support.

Because Europa needs a constant supply of drugs, and those drugs will be converted into cash, eventually becoming arms shipped to Africa, the United Nations-defined terrorist organizations in Africa, aside from a small part supported by external political forces, are mostly involved in the drug business."

As Dorian looked at the silent Joe Ga, he hesitated and added, "The drug dealers in Africa might not be as exaggerated as those drug trafficking groups in Colombia and Mexico, but their ruthlessness is definitely worse.

Boss, if it's just the business of 90 armored vehicles, it's not worth the risk."

Joe Ga, spreading his hands, said, "The 90 armored vehicles are just one part of the deal."

Central Africa would offer two mining sites valued at around 500 million US dollars as a reward, all we have to do is exterminate or drive away the drug traffickers entrenched at the Congo and Central Africa border.

We have enough arms, now I need to know how many people it takes to quiet down that area so that I can securely earn that money."

Joe Ga wasn't sure if it was his illusion, but when he mentioned '500 million', the eyes of Karman and Dorian lit up.

"Done!"

Karman, who had just advised Joe Ga to be cautious, slammed the table forcefully and said, "A team of 600, six months' time, just pull out the helicopters, and we can cripple those bastards.

Wiping them out might not be feasible, but we can hold our ground.

Congo and Central Africa desire stability in their border towns because they cannot deploy too many forces there.

We have helicopters that can cover most of the surrounding towns. Ask Congo and Central Africa for more money, and we'll guard their border paupers for them."

Saying this, Karman grinned, his gaze shifting to the Seville soldiers in the hall, "600 is the bare minimum, but at least 100 should be veterans.

The combat capabilities of these White Ghosts should be sufficient, but I'm unsure about their adaptability to the jungle.

The jungles at the Congo and Central Africa border are incredibly daunting, but it would be different if the locals receive formal training."

Every time Karman spoke, Joe Ga had to think hard to fully understand.

What Karman meant was that the veterans of Brigade 63 were not bad, but he wasn't sure whether they could handle jungle warfare. If they could, they could serve as instructors to train the locally recruited soldiers.

If they couldn't, then Joe Ga still had to think of a solution.

According to Karman's plan, to hold our ground and protect the surrounding towns from narcotics traffickers, we need at least 600 people.

These 600 can't all be mercenaries, Joe Ga's resources were certainly not enough to burn through.

Initially, a minimum of 100 elite veterans are needed, half to act as a strike team and the other half as squad leaders and instructors, to swiftly boost the team's combat effectiveness and cohesion.

In the old fellow's eyes, since the boss has secured mining rights, it meant that the boss now had his own territory there.

This simple-minded old fellow believed that on the boss's territory, not only were the mining rights the boss's, but even the people on the territory belonged to the boss.

The boss could protect them, but they needed to pay their own money, or urge their governments to pay.

Seeing Karman taking a stand, Dorian raised his hand weakly and said, "I can contact a few comrades and instructors...

Saying this, Dorian noticed the disdainful look from Karman and said annoyed, "Hey, Dragon Gecko, you might look down on me, but you can't look down on Leather Head.

We are a team specialized in urban counter-terrorism, but that doesn't mean we aren't familiar with the theories of jungle warfare. And doesn't the boss need an elite urban combat team?

From my experience, the most casualties and the fiercest battles often occur in urban close-quarters combat.

No military force is omnipotent!"

Antar, seeing Dorian's response, smiled and said, "No one said Leather Head isn't up to par, but the boss needs qualified and long-term working elites.

I think since the boss is preparing to start a defense company, he could totally pick a place to recruit."

Saying this, Antar looked at Joe Ga, smiling and said, "Boss, you should contact Eric, he's an exceptional lawyer. Once he helps you finalize the contract and gets the deposit, you can hold a recruitment event in Italy or Greece.

Aren't we supposed to attend diving training? I think it would be great to recruit on Sardinia.

We might not attract the real elites if we post job ads online ourselves.

But Eric has the capability to bring those truly competent folks because Eric's 'Albatross' mark is highly trusted online."

Joe Ga gritted his teeth at the thought of dealing with Eric, but that was indeed the only lawyer and travel company partner he knew. Moreover, this big deal was introduced by Eric's friend, so he really needed to contact him.

He took out his phone and called Eric. Hearing Eric's annoying voice on the other end, Joe Ga couldn't help but swear at him a few times to make this chatty fellow shut up before explaining his own situation...

As a result...

"Are you an idiot?

That mining property isn't worth much, this kind of business needs long-term investment, and only after it scales up and produces industrial effects can big money be made. Explore more adventures at M V L

Where would you get the time?

What about our global hunting group?

Who will save my little angels?"

Having heard that, Joe Ga ground his teeth and said, "Just fly over here, I guarantee I won't kill you!"