King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Sangha Town was no impenetrable fortress, but it was virtually impossible for an outsider to sneak in with a gun.

The people at the foot of the hillside were spotted the moment they arrived because the area around the boss's house was a priority zone for unmanned aerial vehicles. A few large living people poking their heads out on an unprotected hillside was just too conspicuous.

If they managed to get near Sangha Town, they must have been black, and definitely not from the south.

The south of Sangha Town was already sealed off by P·B, all to create a suitable battlefield outside the law.

The likelihood that these people approached from the direction of Capital Bangui in the west was high, because Joe Ga lacked control over that direction.

There had been some disturbances from the direction of Bangui before, but Setaka died too quickly, and then there were no more reports.

A few days ago, Joe Ga had inquired about it, and knowing that the Wagner mercenaries in Bangui were still effective, he didn't worry about it anymore.

Now, it seemed that sometimes people could not be too confident nor too trustful of the intelligence of villains.

Without exceptional abilities, coming to Sangha Town looking for trouble was tantamount to a death wish, yet many people simply did not believe it!

From the base of the hill to Joe Ga's mansion was nearly 400 meters. With only the cover of trees on either side of the main path, these people would have to face eight automatic weapon towers on the walls, and even a close-defense gun on the roof.

In Joe Ga's huge yard, there were eight 'Avenger Air Defense Systems' concealed within camouflaged shelters, and an extremely exaggerated beech air defense missile system.

This was why Joe Ga dared to keep Amina, such an important person, and several children here.

Not to mention the local forces from Africa, not even if the entire SEAL Team Six were to come, could they penetrate on manpower alone.

Without stealth fighters, without missiles, trying to cause trouble on Joe Ga's turf was purely seeking discomfort.

If they really possessed those two things, they wouldn't need to look for trouble deliberately, like the French, a little communication and Joe Ga would welcome them to come and invest.

Joe Ga was now waiting for news, and also for the people outside the law to make their move.

Just as Thompson called him, a convoy from outside the law pulled up outside the walls of the mansion.

Seeing 'Comet' get out of the car and wave in his direction, Joe Ga took out a remote and opened the gate to let the soldiers from beyond the law enter, while he answered Thompson's call…

"Boss, it's clear now, it's the people from the 'Liberation Front'. They orchestrated a few massacres in the villages near Bangui, then were defeated by the Wagner mercenaries.

It seems Wagner mercenaries have been slacking off; they drove these guys our way.

These people fled down the Ubangi River by boat, landing before they encountered our patrol boats.

We've located where they docked their vessels, about 5 kilometers downstream.

They probably heard that Sangha Town was thriving and wanted to give it a try; and your house obviously looks the most luxurious…"

Joe Ga laughed in annoyance and said, "So my house looks a bit nicer, and that means it deserves to be targeted, huh!

FUCK, call Mary at the Ministry of Defense, report this situation to her, and tell her to deduct the cost of a few patrol boats from Wagner's payments for me.

Damn it, at this rate, I'm about to become the Central African Ministry of Defense!"

Thompson burst into laughter; this old guy had completely adapted to Joe Ga's pace and was happy with whatever the boss did.

Because his company in Central Africa really could do as it pleased, and as long as it didn't stray from the boss's plans, it would definitely make money.

Now, P·B had dominion on land and in the air in Central Africa; the only somewhat lacking area was water.

Four armed patrol boats airlifted from Seville were simply not sufficient, and the boss didn't like those civilian ships converted into patrol boats...

As the Ubangi River flows into the Congo River, each segment is not exactly peaceful, and in the future, as Sangha Town develops and heavy cargo transport becomes common, extensive armed river patrol will become the norm. The boss was reminding the Central African Ministry of Defense that it was time to pay up.

To control the river's safety, at least 20 armed patrol boats and 4 large patrol boats are necessary.

The money, either the Central African government itself pays for it, or P·B does, with Central Africa settling the bill in other forms over time.

From Thompson's understanding of the presidential siblings, they would definitely choose the latter.

Just like the boss said, they would prefer P·B to replace the Central African Ministry of Defense entirely, so they could save a significant amount of money for development.

The current P·B is indeed too strong; it had quelled a northern coup in three days, Setaka didn't even have a chance to show his power before his heart was carved out, and more than 2000 mercenaries entered the wilderness without a single one getting captured!

With such military power at home, what use is there for the national army?

The only concern for the presidential siblings now is that once over ten thousand national soldiers are disbanded, they might turn outlaw and become a nuisance.

Otherwise, they would rather keep only 2000 to guard the Capital Bangui and contract the rest of the areas to P·B.

They definitely couldn't afford the money, but they still had mines...

This was because Joe Ga's reputation had made many African bigshots chase after him, wanting to shear his wool.

Thompson had never seen such a situation before, but he felt incredibly proud to be a part of it.

Getting a sense of honor from intelligence work was a strange feeling, but a very comforting one.

After hanging up the call, Thompson started doing what the boss had asked...

As Joe Ga watched a bunch of soldiers whooping it up on his lawn like wild boars, he glared at "Comet" saying, "Make them quiet down a bit, the kid is sleeping upstairs."

"Comet," who was arranging the defense through the radio, was so taken aback that he almost couldn't catch his breath, but he now regarded Joe Ga as a sort of boss. Facing his future boss's displeasure, "Comet" spread his hands and said, "So what should we do then…"

As "Comet" spoke, a few of the rowdy soldiers attempted to climb onto a metal shed in the yard to establish a firing point, but the shed was unstable. Before they could get on it, it collapsed.

Two soldiers fell to the ground cursing and were trying to get up when they found themselves face to face with an Avenger Air Defense Missile, its launcher pointing right at them…

"Shit, what kind of place is this?"

Joe Ga heard "Comet's" exclamation. He picked up the tablet that Dorian had left on the chair and pressed it a few times. After that, all the Avenger Air Defense Systems in the yard were revealed.

The Avengers looked incredibly sci-fi, and Joe Ga's manipulations finally calmed those rowdy soldiers down.

Watching "Comet," who was at a loss for words, Joe Ga took a flashlight and pointed it toward the distant fence, saying, "Can you see what's on top there? Need me to turn on the lights?"

"Comet," upon hearing this, took out night-vision binoculars and looked over. He then took in a sharp breath and said, "Why would you mount automatic weapon turrets on your own fence? Who are you planning to fight?"

Joe Ga chuckled and said, "Whoever wants to fight me, I'll fight them back!

I also have a close-in weapon system on the rooftop. Do you want to check it out?

Let those guys settle down a bit. If they really have the energy, let them go intercept those idiotic robbers on the perimeter."

"Comet," being a seasoned soldier, realized that either Joe Ga was suffering from paranoia or his hypothetical enemies were not even on African soil.

Thinking about Colonel Kongde, who always strutted around boastfully, "Comet" shook his head with a wry smile, saying, "Why don't you turn on the lights and show these gadgets off? I think just seeing them might scare the people below to death."

"Right now, all the French are mobilized. I've arranged for five teams to search the perimeter, and three teams to block the retreat paths of those people below.

Why don't we just call out to them? Any rational person will surrender."

Joe Ga glanced at "Comet," shook his head, and said, "Any rational person should not have come to mess with me.

This time, it's an opportunity to drive them towards the jungle to the south. The Peacekeeping Troops can arrive as early as tomorrow; let them chase after you.

Use these guys to practice coordination. If you encounter Ghosts, call in the air support to take them out. With so many people, you'll surely win.

Remember, you can call P·B for anything you might need; we'll have someone send you supplies by boat.

If you can't win with all this, those French might as well hang themselves!"

"Comet" was unaccustomed to such a hasty battle plan, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a dull gunshot from upstairs. Then he saw the wildly designed Ayu charging onto the balcony, grabbing a long bench against the wall, and pulling out a 120mm mortar and four shells…

"Boss, the people below have mortars…

Devil Bird said the automatic weapon turrets are too troublesome; she and Kitten will take care of suppressing those people, and let us bomb them with mortars."

Joe Ga, seeing Dorian and two boys run back from a distance, patted the head of the excited Gino, and said, "Check if your sister's room window is closed, then go learn how to operate a mortar with Phil and the others."

As he spoke, Joe Ga looked at "Comet" with a bemused expression and laughed, "Don't look at me like that, I'm an arms dealer, having a mortar at home is normal, right?"

"Comet" found it not normal at all…

Air defense missiles he could understand; after all, those are automated, and it's normal for a fearful tycoon to have some of that.

But who puts a 120mm cannon under a patio bench? Aren't they afraid it might blow them sky-high?

Watching a young black man excitedly fitting an air-burst fuze into the mortar, and even attempting to tie on a range extension pack, "Comet" immediately stepped forward saying, "It's only 400 meters, we're at a high position, no need for range extension packs; use impact detonation fuzes, those are cheaper and safer." Find your next read on My Virtual Library Empire

"Comet's" seasoned soldier demeanor was convincing. Phil glanced over at Joe Ga, who nodded. Phil then dutifully unscrewed the fuze and replaced it.

Dorian and Ayu, both rather unskilled, struggled with the mortar set up for a long time, but Elephant was more outgoing. Seeing "Comet" after he had finished preparing the four shells shouted, "Come help…"

"Comet" rushed over and quickly completed the final assembly, then the three of them lifted the mortar to a preset firing position on the lawn.

Just as he was about to use his experience to adjust the firing angle, Dorian proudly took out his phone, tapped on it a couple times using Eric's grid map software, then started adjusting the elevation angle...

"Fire ready…"

"Comet" watched as Phil rushed over with a shell and stuffed it into the muzzle, then scurried to the side covering his ears as if his butt was on fire…

Two seconds later…

"Bang!"

Immediately after, Rick didn't wait for the shell to hit the ground and rushed over to stuff another shell in…

"Bang!"

The buck-toothed lad Gino held a shell, tried it, and then wisely covered his ears before the explosion, shouting to his brothers…

'Nice job!'

Danbao also wanted to help, but unfortunately, just as the sound of the distant shell explosion rang out, this little elephant immediately reverted to its true form, rushing behind Joe Ga, using his head to nudge Joe Ga's backside, signaling him to watch out for himself…