King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Dorian watched as the boss sent Francois off into the meeting, then walked over to Joe Ga and said, "Boss, you just let him walk in like that, aren't you going to say anything?

Nova City was taken by us!"

Joe Ga glanced sideways at Dorian and said, "That is still Central African territory; we are just mercenaries. Why should we compete with the president for attention?"

Upon hearing this, Dorian said somewhat displeased, "Boss, we were the ones who took the risks.

The credit should be ours too!"

Joe Ga was taken aback, then realized something and laughed as he shook his head, "Buddy, our core is in Sangha Town!

To the outside world, we fight for the Princess, but internally we all know we're fighting for ourselves.

If you guys want honor, you shouldn't be asking for it from the toads in Nova City, but from me."

As he spoke, Joe Ga patted Dorian on the arm and said, "Walk with me. Our goal isn't inside that meeting, it's somewhere else.

By the way, you should also help me think whether we ought to get some medals of our own for P·B.

Always having the Central African Government or the African Union give you guys commendations doesn't seem very meaningful.

But does it really make sense for a company to issue medals?"

As Dorian walked along the street with Joe Ga, he thought for a while before saying, "If you ask me, I'd prefer to get a medal from P·B Company.

Our company is now famous, the whole world knows what we're doing.

That way, a medal would mean that I did great at P·B!"

As he spoke, Dorian snuck a glance at Joe Ga and cautiously said, "Of course, if the medal could mean something else, that would be even better..."

Joe Ga was amused by Dorian's demeanor and shook his head, "What's there not to say? It's just a bonus.

We're mercenaries, there's nothing that can't be said.

If the sense of honor isn't enough, then we make up for it with bonuses. After all, we have to make everyone feel like their efforts haven't been in vain."

"No, no, no..."

As soon as Dorian heard that, he quickly waved his hands and said, "Boss, we all work for money. Actually, what I'm thinking is that for a medal to be significant, there has to be a promotion system...

Our company, well, seems, you know, a bit...

Joe Ga suddenly understood and slapped his forehead, "You're right!

What everyone needs is a 'goal'..."

At that moment, Joe Ga realized the issues with P·B's internal structure...

It was too flat!

This wasn't necessarily bad for the average mercenaries, in fact, it was very convenient to manage.

But honor is a strange thing. It isn't enough to make someone happy temporarily. You have to make them feel truly special in order to maintain that feeling in the long run.

Grading soldiers, like the different levels within a state-owned enterprise, subdividing into 20 or even 50 levels, it wouldn't matter if each level only added 100 dollars to the salary. Let promotion be determined by tenure and merit.

A bit of priority, a slight increase in salary...

The benefits of honor would manifest in various ways over time.

It would be best to prepare a pension for everyone, putting 10% to 20% of their salary into a fund with the company contributing an equal amount. Then when they decide to leave or retire, they could receive a generous pension.

Honor should not just be a psychological feeling for the soldiers, it needed to be tangible!

Real honor is the true honor!

No one ever taught Joe Ga these managerial lessons, but as the company grew, the effects of boosting morale with pep talks naturally became less significant, forcing Joe Ga to think for himself.

Whether the approach was good or not was secondary, the main thing was to let everyone know that the boss was paying attention to them and willing to make changes for them.

With a rough idea in mind, Joe Ga happily slapped Dorian on the arm and said with a smile, "Thanks!"

Seeing the boss's mood suddenly become very good, Dorian also smiled and said, "Boss, does that mean we can go back tomorrow?

Devil Bird, Kitten, King Kong have all been on standby at the base, and I want to go and match skills with the experts.

That bunch of idiots have no idea what they're up against. With such a huge advantage on our side, it would be a real pity if we didn't get to face them."

Joe Ga recalled the footage from the drone he had viewed earlier, thought about 'Rhino's ferocity, and then considered the 8 other tough guys like 'Rhino' at the mine, and the even more ferocious Karman there...

Smacking his lips, he said, "We do need to head back sooner. Whether those guys will have any leftovers is a question."

"Those old guys are too ruthless, I wonder if SEAL Team Six can hold up?"

While saying this, Joe Ga looked at Wallace who was waiting by the roadside not far away, along with the people from Squad D and E. He waved at them with a smile and then said to Dorian, "Let's go and have a chat with those diamond company guys first, see if there's any business we can do.

Tomorrow, Jori Amon will officially sign the security contract for Nova City with the Central African Government, and once that's settled, we head back to base.

It would be such a pity if we missed out on all this excitement!"

Upon hearing this, Dorian became as agitated as if he had lice crawling over him and said, "Boss, always struggling like this isn't the way to do things.

Why not just negotiate with Francois and take over the entire defense of Central Africa?

The few hundred of us could fight better than all the armies of Central Africa put together. Those idiots spend their days loafing in the barracks, wasting food; it would be better to let them hand over the defense to us and then they can go home and look for jobs."

Joe Ga was stunned by Dorian's bold proclamation, then stroked his chin and said, "You seem to have a point, but it also sounds a bit like you're talking out of your ass.

Taking over Central Africa's defense isn't hard, but do you f***ing think kicking nearly twenty thousand armed men out to fend for themselves is a good idea? What do you think they'll do if they can't make ends meet?

I crippled Setaka, and there's no military force around Nova City now; just one contract will let me take over a clean city.@@novelbin@@

I only need to send 30 people, hire 50 locally, and I can make a solid 5 million a year.

Why would I want the defense contract for Central Africa?

With all their debts, I would get stuck in Sangha Town with no way out, and in the end, I'd have no choice but to help them out of poverty and into prosperity. How much money do you think they could give me?"

Dorian didn't understand the intricacies involved and sighed in regret, saying, "Boss, it feels like you're always worrying about these messes for no good reason.

What's your status, and why do you have to be so polite to those reporters?

We're f***ing doing good things; why should we care about outside gaze..."

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Joe Ga knew that Dorian's words were partially a release of frustration; the guy had been under a lot of pressure lately, and without orders from his boss, he had no missions to undertake.

Watching others take up arms and fight for honor while he could only hide behind the lines was definitely not a good feeling.

However, Joe Ga understood Dorian's character; the guy was an Italian jokester, always high-spirited in spurts...

Giving Dorian the finger, Joe Ga said with a laugh, "Even kids know doing bad is always easier than doing good.

'Good people' aren't just self-approved, they need societal recognition.

I need those media reporters to help spread the word, because those bastards can turn an ordinary man into 'Hannibal,' or package a man-eating professor as a man of unique personality."

As he spoke, Joe Ga shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Buddy, we're not cannibals, but we're definitely not saints either.

Without gaining enough support now, if we run into problems later, we won't even have a chance to explain ourselves."

After speaking, Joe Ga's face broke into a radiant smile, he quickly walked forward and hugged Wallace, then said with a smile, "Buddy, you've really been a big help..."

Wallace, upon hearing this, said with a tinge of regret, "It's a shame I didn't get to interview the warrior who killed Setaka; I had so many questions I wanted to ask him.

Setaka's 'mobilization' created huge chaos, I recorded more than thirty people dying in the riots.

Such a demon truly deserved to die, and people should know what kind of hero killed the demon."

Joe Ga was taken aback for a moment, then forced a laugh, "That guy's got some flaws on his face, so he's not too willing to show up in public.

Actually, there's no need to interview him. You see, these are P·B's elites; they've definitely been through countless battles.

Pick one, and I'll have them answer any questions you have!"

Wallace glanced at the members of Squads D and E and saw them casually discussing what to have for supper. He shook his head helplessly and moved closer to Joe Ga, whispering, "You told me to hand out invitations from the diamond companies to them, and now they're all waiting in the hotel restaurant.

What the hell are you up to?"

Joe Ga spread his hands and said, "P·B has landed the security contract for Nova City; as the security in charge here, of course, I have to inform these important foreign businesses about the situation in Nova City to facilitate their investment adjustments."

Joe Ga was being vague, but Wallace understood that this was a warning to those diamond companies that Nova City had changed hands, and any contracts they had signed with Setaka for diamond mining were now void.

In reality, there were no contracts to speak of; most of the diamond companies had simply found suitable sites and begun mining after paying Setaka the necessary fees.

With Joe Ga's mention of 'adjusting investment scales,' he was telling those people that unless they completed the formalities and paid enough fees, their investments would be halted.

This was perfectly legal and just, and Joe Ga wasn't looking to drive everyone out, but to change the ecosystem here.

Why should I have all the trouble mining when you guys happily rake in the cash?

From now on, everyone pays up, because here it's P·B who is the sole contractor.

And from this point forward, those of you who want to hire miners will have to go through P·B, and we'll establish a union here to protect the workers' interests according to your European and American standards!"