King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Seeing the other side begin to disperse and move towards the wings, the medical officer shouted loudly, "Watch the flanks..."

Joe Ga sat down with his back against the wall, using a drone to monitor the lawn on the side of the manor's main building.

A dozen soldiers emerged from the jungle on the side and started quickly approaching the main building. Once they got close, the Gatling gun would lose its firing arc, and they could easily enter the interior of the main building.

Joe Ga actually didn't care much about them getting inside because when he came back from underground, he 'brought along' enough explosives...

Now, explosives were installed in various places inside the main building, and the only outcome for these people once they entered would be to be buried in the rubble with their boss.

All Joe Ga needed to do now was to buy time. As long as he waited for people from the Brazilian Aeronautical Industry Group to arrive, he could retreat.

Ronnie was inside the annex building nearby, having already collected all the electronic data. After making a copy, he sent the rest into the dungeon and sealed off the entrance!

Absolutely no chance would be given to these people to kill survivors and eliminate the evidence!

Seeing a dozen soldiers start to accelerate, Joe Ga used the Talus system to drive the missile launcher on the rooftop...

"Position locked, two Stingers, fire~"

With Joe's command, two Stinger missiles, originally meant to take down aircraft, shot off the rooftop.

The two missiles, trailing white smoke, exploded along the path of the advancing enemies.

'Stinger Missiles' are designed for fragmentation damage, causing minimal harm to armored targets, but for walking soldiers, they remain a deadly weapon.

This kind of weapon is just far more expensive than an RPG, so it's usually not used against infantry.

The two Stinger missiles exploded before flying too far, and the fuel mixed with fragments exploded along the route of the dozen soldiers...

After two "boom" sounds, except for a few lucky ones who avoided the fragments, the rest were blown down on the spot.

The lucky few tried to stand up, dizzy, but soon a few sniper bullets found them.

Seeing how effective this tactic was, Joe Ga continued to replicate this method to bombard the attacking teams on the other side and the garden at the rear.

After two rounds of bombing, the enemy's attack was repelled...

Joe Ga knew these people would think of other ways, but he didn't care because the C130 carrying paratroopers had already taken off.

Three Super Albatrosses had also lifted off with weapons!

In at most an hour, the Super Albatrosses would arrive to control the situation...

They didn't know the protagonist of the manor battle was their own boss, but Boss Joe had great confidence in them.

One Super Albatross armed with 24 Hellfires, missiles outnumbering the remaining enemies. As long as they were held off, these guys wouldn't be able to escape!

............

Inside the rainforest camp...

Sanderson got the message, called 'Hemostatic Forceps' to check the condition of the wounded girl, confirmed there were no issues, then smilingly found the remaining children...

Looking at the little girls who were trained into gun-wielding warriors by their boss, Sanderson gave them a Patton-style military salute and said with a smile, "Our boss has cleared the path, and the anteaters and I will escort you to the riverbank to meet with the boss.

The journey might be tough, but you'll definitely make it, right!"

Little Natalie looked at the relaxed Sanderson, expectantly saying, "I can see my dad, right?"

Sanderson squatted beside Natalie, took off his shoulder patch, and handed it to her before nodding seriously, "That's right, you'll soon see your dad."

Then Sanderson put a box containing ashes into a backpack and handed it to Natalie...

"Your mother was a true warrior who used her final life to teach you how to survive in the jungle.

When someone asks you, you can tell them about your mother's deeds. Your mother deserves to be remembered!"

After speaking, Sanderson reached out to tousle Natalie's hair, then stood up, watching 'Hemostatic Forceps' bring over two anteaters carrying a stretcher...

Sanderson walked over to check, confirming that the little girl's condition was still alright, then said with a smile, "Let's leave this place to those endorsement teams!

We're going to rendezvous with the boss..."

'Hemostatic Forceps' heard this and glanced disdainfully at a squad standing in the middle of the camp...

Clearly elite special forces soldiers, yet wearing full battlefield brands, posing and shooting videos.

Even though they are smart people, they stutter through a few lines of advertising, and when one guy manages to say them fluently, people beside him cheer loudly.

Just like those MLM dens, where they're eating leaves and ecstatically encouraging each other like fools!

'Hemostatic Forceps' watched a guy timidly stand in front of the camera amidst applause, then looked at Sanderson saying seriously, "I will definitely never do this job!

Absolutely not!"

Sanderson sighed and said, "Wait until you go to Rio and you'll see, this is just an appetizer!

Those arms group people will do anything for money!

You might not know, but Springfield Company offered a $5 million sponsorship deal, as long as P·B's special forces put their logo on their clothing and use the weapons they provide, they can get a $5 million endorsement fee per year.

I understand how you feel, it's like the world suddenly went mad...

But the way those people offer money is just super cool!

'Tailor' has been dreaming the ad lines these days...

After this gig, his alimony and child support will no longer be a problem."

'Hemostatic Forceps' looked at Sanderson like looking at a ghost, and said displeased, "You guys are selling your souls for a little money?"

Sanderson spread his hands and said, "It's not that exaggerated, we're just making money through our own efforts, it's not the same as selling our souls.

Moreover, how things end up depends on how the company interacts with the arms group.

Springfield Company might struggle, the boss needs these big companies to send people, not just money.

And Tony said many top private gun studios offered higher prices!

You might need to get ready, endorsing those high-end custom gadgets is actually not embarrassing!"

'Hemostatic Forceps' looked at Sanderson's cheerful appearance, unable to resist flipping the bird, saying, "FUCK YOU!

You ass-selling bastard!"

Sanderson saw the kids were ready, waved to signal departure, then smiled and said, "The female executives of those companies are all very pretty, I can sacrifice a bit if necessary!

It's all for the brothers!"