King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Dvali listened and shook his head, saying, "It's not a problem with the Houthi Armed Forces..."

Saying that, Dvali sat down beside Joe Ga and lowered his voice, "Do you know why the Crown Prince insisted on using troops in Yemen back in '14 despite opposition?"

Joe Ga spread his hands and said, "How would I guess that?

But for a Crown Prince whose position wasn't that solid at the time, doing this was simply for seeking merit and gaining power, while fortifying his position."

Dvali nodded and said, "Shah's army has always had issues with combat effectiveness. It's not that the soldiers are really bad, but there's someone dragging them down internally..."

Saying this, Dvali looked at Qiao with a disdainful expression. He sighed and said, "Okay, the combat effectiveness of the National Defense Forces is slightly lacking, but it's not that terrible either.

We are now aware of the problem, and the internal integration of the National Defense Forces is almost complete, so we want to cultivate a truly elite force to replace the not-so-good parts."

Joe Ga listened, straightened his body, and said, "Which synthetic battalion are you eyeing? Tell me, I'll give you a discount on the purchase..."

Dvali looked at Joe Ga awkwardly and said, "Not just the synthetic battalion, we also want you to help recruit and train soldiers..."

Joe Ga scratched his ear and looked at Dvali incredulously, saying, "FUCK, I can understand the Emirates recruiting foreign contractors due to fewer people.

Are you really thinking of doing the same?

Am I supposed to set up an employment agency, go around the world selecting suitable candidates for you, train them well, and send them to be cannon fodder?"

Dvali heard him, shook his head, and said, "This time it's not cannon fodder, we need regular troops!

A synthetic brigade of soldiers whose quality surpasses the average level and absolutely reliable!"

Joe Ga listened and said in awe, "Looks like you're determined to fight the Houthi Armed Forces to the end!

Why? Just to save face?"

Dvali spread his hands and said, "Isn't that reason enough?

The Crown Prince has no achievements in military, which is unfavorable for him taking over the position of King in the future.

If we can successfully integrate the National Guard this time, then the rest will be about pursuing victory...

Enough victories and a strong enough army can deter most from making rash moves."

Joe Ga didn't quite understand Dvali's logic of using foreign help to establish authority. The thought of a Crown Prince supposedly in control of the army failing to gather enough manpower willing to fight for him just made him want to laugh.

In order to appease and consolidate the army's power, the Crown Prince actually has to consider the feelings of the National Defense Forces to ensure they don't have to risk their lives on the front lines.

This is the funniest thing Joe has heard recently!

But as funny as it is, he still wants to make money...

Looking at Dvali's slightly awkward expression, Joe Ga laughed and said, "How much are you planning to pay the soldiers?"

Dvali said, "How about referencing PB's level 5 salary? Those South American soldiers performed well in Yemen!"

Joe Ga immediately knew that guy wanted to take the easy route; he didn't want to act as a soldier broker because it wouldn't be good for PB's image, so he straightforwardly shook his head and said, "The training camp in Rio is still there, you arrange your own people to recruit soldiers, they will cooperate with you for initial training selection.

You give me a budget, and I'll build you a modern synthetic brigade, including delivery, training, and with extra money, logistics training services...

A synthetic brigade, it could cost tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of dollars..."

Saying that, Joe Ga glanced in the direction where the Crown Prince left. He stood up and amusingly said, "Sure is a guy who cares about his image!

Doesn't even like to directly talk to me about such matters...

I estimate that His Highness is very busy; once you've sorted matters below, give me a call.

I'm serious about making this kind of money!

Now, I won't delay you any further; I have a flight to catch to Syria, and need to arrange for Ben Abdullah to accompany two female soldiers before his head stinks…"