King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Jack Heinz was in and out of consciousness due to an infection from a gunshot wound in his leg.

He was vaguely aware that he had been rescued, then shuttled by helicopter to a hospital, and after surgery, had been moved to a hospital room.

In his comatose state, Jack had a long dream where someone kept asking him questions. Blurry-eyed Jack felt like he had found a friend, until the other party touched some of his mental barriers. It was then that he realized the problem, and the dream turned into a nightmare...

Intense training, progressing from the SEALs' Green Team to the Red Team, and then it was mission after mission, many of which they couldn't understand the purpose of.

Many enemies died, a few comrades fell, and innocents were hurt and killed even more.

He had seen captured comrades, hostages, the cruelest battlefields, and the craftiest enemies.

But what he feared most was seeing the families of the comrades who had died in battle, and the faces of the innocently killed civilians that always haunted his mind.

These nightmares seemed to go on indefinitely, with dream-bound Jack endlessly weaving through those fragmented scenes...

'Iceman' stood inside the base hospital room, looking at the bedridden Jack Heinz, and with slight regret shook his head, speaking to Thompson beside him, "It's no use, this guy has been through interrogation training. Truth serum, hallucinogens, psychological inducement—they don't work too well on him.

"If I had half a year's time, I might try, but time is too short."

Thompson, however, didn't seem too regretful. He shrugged, saying, "Then we must go by the boss's approach. Too bad, I was hoping to surprise the boss."

Then Thompson turned to look at 'Iceman' and said, "I heard from 'Bullhorn' that Team E is going on leave.

"Are you interested in taking over this guy's mission?

"We must put him back where he came from, otherwise we can't dig out that 'Accountant.'"

'Iceman' shook his head as he replied, "I can't do it alone."

Thompson laughed and nodded, "Of course, you won't be going alone. 'Medic Officer Bird' will coordinate with you.

"The New Jersey Branch's Jackal Wolf has assembled a Signal Flag Squad, these people should be enough."

Saying this, Thompson seemed to think of something amusing, shaking his head with a chuckle, "If necessary, you can still call in support from the FBI and DEA..."@@novelbin@@

'Iceman' listened in disbelief and said, "That's impossible, the boss can't have gone that far?"

Thompson laughed and responded, "Our boss likes to do things legally, Jack Heinz will be sentenced in Central Africa, and the United States Department of Justice will respond.

"Once he 'escapes back' to America, his status will be that of a fugitive war criminal.

"With the Princess's public opinion as a foundation, no one will speak up for this guy.

"This guy picked the wrong opponent from the start, and now he's cornered himself."

'Iceman' looked sympathetically for a moment at Jack Heinz, who was actually very fragile at heart, then shook his head, "This guy had an unfortunate childhood, his parents put too much pressure on him.

"Going along this line of reasoning to guide him, getting him to give up his hatred wouldn't be too hard."

Thompson, who had been involved in the entire process of the conversation between 'Iceman' and Jack, was of course aware of Jack's condition.

'Iceman', as long as he was unarmed, was a qualified psychologist. With the help of hallucinogens, it was easy for him to extract childhood memories from Jack Heinz.

America's 'Rednecks' have a strange habit: if the father is in the Marine Corps, the son mostly also spends a few years there.

Essentially, these rednecks, who don't have high levels of education or much competence, can't offer better advice to their sons. Rather than watching their child waste away at home, they believe enlisting is the 'least bad' option.

The Heinz family was even more severe; their entire family were soldiers, whereas Jack was a high-achieving graduate from an Ivy League Institution. He was determined to make a foray into Wall Street but ended up being forced into the military.

The most rebellious act Jack ever did was to refuse his father's retirement offer to take over the family business, and instead, he joined the SEALs, later SEAL Team Six, and did a job he didn't like.

Jack was highly competent, but not simpleminded, and since the work wasn't his passion, his mental state began to deteriorate.

His life was always uncomfortable; even smoothly sailing wouldn't be sustainable until retirement, and now, unexpectedly, he had to shoulder the burden of avenging his family...

Compared to Joe Ga's open and straightforward manner, Jack, with his unfathomable thoughts, was doomed from the start.

He had been taken down by his own people without even having seen Joe Ga's face, and in the end, it was Joe who pulled him out—where's the logic in that?

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When Jack Heinz woke from the nightmare, he found himself seated in a wheelchair, being pushed by a sweet-looking female doctor...

Jack tentatively tried to move his body, and found that there were no restraints on him, only the gunshot wound on his leg made it impossible for him to move.

Bullhorn's wife, Carmen, saw that Jack had woken up. With a look of disgust in her eyes, she glanced at Jack and said, "Don't move around, the wound on your leg hasn't healed."

Jack was stunned for a moment, then asked in a hoarse voice, "Where are we going?"

Carmen let out a cold laugh and said, "Of course, to the interrogation room. You war criminals need to be punished.

If you need one, you can find yourself a lawyer, but I wouldn't recommend a lawyer from Central Africa, because everyone here wants you locked up till you die.

From your accent, you must be American, so you can find a lawyer from the United States."

"Interrogation?"

Jack muttered in disbelief and said, "I'm just a tourist; I'm not some war criminal…"

Carmen scoffed and said, "Murderers always claim they're innocent."

Jack, frowning, said, "But I really am not a war criminal…"

Carmen snorted, shaking her head. As she pushed him towards the interrogation room, she pointed at the wards they passed by and said, "These are all of your accomplices; they've all signed their confessions.

You all created several massacres in the jungle, aiming to assassinate Princess Amina.

I don't know what you were thinking, but your cruelty is beyond my comprehension."

As Carmen spoke, she looked at the complex expression on Jack's face and shook her head, saying, "Please, don't waste everyone's time. You know very well what you've done.

When our boss caught you, your Evil Ghost accomplices were carrying you out during the evacuation, and they even tried to massacre a village before they left."

Jack listened, then looked down and said weakly in defense, "I'm not like them; I'm not the same."

As Jack raised his head to emphasize his difference from those people, he saw 'Smoker' and 'Needle' being escorted out of a room.

Jack hadn't expected the two to still be alive and waved excitedly, calling out, "Hey…"

'Smoker' and 'Needle', who seemed utterly despondent, saw Jack; they wanted to say something, but in the end, found themselves at a loss for words.

Once everything entered the legal proceedings, the situation escaped their imagination.

Reminding Jack that the target of P·B was 'Accountant', the only outcome for them under such circumstances was to stay in a Central African prison until death, and no one from America would attempt to rescue them.

The 'Heinz Family's debt' had been repaid, and now it was time for them to start thinking for themselves.

'Smoker' was relatively loyal; seeing Jack's pitiful state, he shouted, "Jack, don't worry about us…"

Then, the big-bearded man was politely pushed into a neighboring cell by P·B's soldiers…

Jack had no idea what had happened to him, but after entering the interrogation room, he lasted only 30 minutes before he confessed everything.

Jack swore he hadn't said a word, a black guy as if directing his own performance took care of the record for him, and then a terrifyingly tall female jailer grabbed his hand and left a print on the record.

After everything was settled, someone who claimed to be the Chief Justice of Central Africa boldly declared that such scum must be sentenced to life imprisonment, and then signed a document.

Jack, dazed and confused, hadn't truly realized what had happened when he was fixed with the charge of a war criminal.

Indeed, he was a war criminal – all mercenaries attempting to enter Central Africa from the south were considered war criminals.

Mercenaries were without human rights anywhere else, and the fact that Central Africa had assigned a Chief Justice to the case was already giving them a lot of face.

Jack knew he couldn't fight against a stronger force; when the Central African prosecutor asked him to sign, he conscientiously signed his name on the confession.

But when Joe Ga came into the interrogation room with a file in his smiling hand, Jack's guts turned green with regret.

He had seen Joe Ga on television, and that face was etched into his mind.

'Revenge' was Jack's primary reason for coming to Central Africa, and now his enemy was right in front of him, but the feeling of being powerless was utterly dreadful.

Jack had never felt that his actions were problematic, nor did he think Joe Ga knew his identity, but reality gave him a rude awakening…