King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

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Deep within every person's heart lives a fierce beast, and Joe Ga could unabashedly admit to his strong aggression and the pleasure that came from destruction.

Although Joe Ga's aggression had begun to wane with changes in identity, status, and actions, the nature of a person does not change.

Every person has fantasized about being a 'Bully' when alone with their thoughts, and Boss Joe also had such fantasies, and this time he found an opportunity to experience the feeling of a 'violent eviction.'

He treated the civilians remaining in Tubruq City as nail households, leading a band of soldiers fierce as wolves and tigers, by any means necessary, to drive them out of their homes.

In any country ruled by law, this would be an asshole's act deserving to rot in jail.

But Boss Joe did it, and did it with such gusto and pleasure, he even seemed to revel in it.

P·B's Xiao Hei, Ahtu, because he had stolen an old lady's dates several times and even peeked at the girls bathing, was beaten up by the boss in public many times.

Inspired by the boss's 'enlightenment,' Ahtu decided to turn over a new leaf and carry out his misdeeds to the end, so now he became a squad leader.

Today, after a hearty meal, Ahtu and his mates, armed with guns, entered Tubruq City.

Outside the P·B controlled area of Tubruq was a mix of people, who were not afraid of P·B and had established a buffer zone between P·B and the terrorists.

Ahtu's mission today was to use the methods of tyrants to give these ignorant folks a taste of P·B's ways.

A squad relied on an LMV armored vehicle, slowly approaching a residential area.

Seeing people on the rooftops of houses along the street watching them and starting to make phone calls...

Ahtu pressed on the communicator and said, "'Bully Squad' in position, ready to launch an attack at any moment."

"'Bully Squad', be advised, we will launch a smoke grenade to cover you, get ready..."

Following the call over the radio, an air raid siren suddenly blared above Tubruq, then dozens of 120mm mortars, with their terrifying whistles, dropped into the deserted areas of the city.

The explosions formed clouds of suspicious pale yellow smoke, spreading southward with the menacing wind of the city, carrying a pungent smell.

The power in Tubruq City had been cut off long ago, and air raid sirens hadn't been heard in many years, so the shrill sound of the alarm stunned most people, who involuntarily began to look for places to hide.

Ahtu heard the alarm sound, waited until a smoke grenade landed 30 meters ahead, then, with shouts, fired a few shots in one direction, and led his men fierce as wolves and tigers into the house next door...

He didn't mess around; after bursting in, he threw a few Gas Grenades and loudly called his mates to put on gas masks and repeated the process in the next house.

Gas Grenades are one of the world's least human-friendly non-lethal weapons. As the dense pale yellow smoke arose, men and women, old and young inside the houses coughed violently and rushed onto the smoke-shrouded streets.

At this moment, Ahtu, like a diligent guardian, rushed to their side, blocking them from the smoke, randomly firing a magazine of bullets in one direction, then shouted in Arabic like a martyr ready to sacrifice himself, "Get out, I'll cover you..."

Accompanied by Ahtu's shouting, gunfire sounded in the distance, making the situation seem even more urgent.

Just as a group of locals looked at a big-bearded man uncertainly, Ahtu accidentally took a step back, and his size 46 foot came down hard on the toes of the big-bearded man.

You can't hear bones breaking on the battlefield, but the man, who was serious just a moment ago, now looked like he had been electrocuted, squatted on the ground, and with trembling body, stiffened and fainted...

Ahtu pocketed a small taser, then picked up the man and, waving his arm, loudly called the confused women and children, "Follow me, I'll get you out of here..."

Seeing this, the women and children without their own opinion, driven by the sound of gunfire, subconsciously followed Ahtu across the street, where a group of Tuaregs swarmed upon them and took them to the safety zone.

Before they could react, a group of enthused P·B Xiao Heis approached, handing out a large food box and some flatbread to each, then pulled them to a pot of mutton soup that was already simmering...

"Eat something first, then go and get your supplies, clothes, hats, candy, phones, sleeping bags, tents, everything is available.

Don't just stand there, eat up; this is the chef's masterpiece, eat, eat..."

Without giving these people time to react, a group of Xiao Heis took over their thoughts with 'warm commands,' making them subconsciously obey.

By the time they came to their senses, they had eaten their fill and were sitting on a bus, almost at Byrdi.

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When the siren sounded, a member of SEAL Team Six named 'Hellhound' stood in the tower of a mosque.

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He looked at the two religious personnel glaring at him, gestured for 'Gunpowder' to turn up the volume, then crossed himself on the chest and said with a thick English accent, "We are from the British Special Air Service, and from now on, we're requisitioning your building.

You can carry on with your prayers as normal, but outside prayer times, you must surrender your loudspeakers to us.

In exchange, we'll provide you with a generator and a batch of food."

An elderly MSL wearing a long robe glared at 'Hellhound' and said loudly, with a voice filled with anger, "You are desecrating the house of God, and God will punish you insolent British."

'Hellhound,' hearing this, said maliciously, "Show me some respect, or I'll make the loudspeakers play Indian songs and dances, making everyone think you have a very special taste."

The elderly MSL looked venomously at 'Hellhound' and said in a deep voice, "You will not succeed, the heavens will punish you."

'Hellhound' glanced at a young man behind the elderly MSL, then said with a smile, "I've had my eyes on you for quite some time, and I don't think an old man who commits adultery with his assistant can commune with your God.

However, I don't discriminate against gays. Do me a favor and convince those who come to pray every day to leave the city, or I'll project your little movie outside for all to see.

I think with your status, you might even become a civil rights spokesperson and give a speech at the United Nations if you play it right.

Work hard enough, and maybe you could change the stereotype of MSL in many people's eyes."

The old man's face turned ashen in an instant, and he decisively smashed his head against the wall next to him, seeking to die and avoid the terrible embarrassment.

'Hellhound' was not about to let him get his way; he kicked the old man in the chest, knocking him to the ground. Then he motioned to 'Gunpowder' and said, "This guy won't cry until he sees the coffin, show him the video."

'Gunpowder,' upon hearing this, smirked lecherously, then took out a tablet, turned it on, and shoved it in the old man's face, deliberately increasing the volume and making sleazy comments...

"Old chap, your taste isn't bad, the kid must have spent a fortune just on hair removal...

Oh, shit, it turns out it's not just two people, but a threesome, this guy even looks pretty handsome..."

As 'Gunpowder' droned on disgustingly, the old man crumbled and yelled loudly, "Turn it off, turn it off! What the hell do you want?"

'Hellhound' smiled maliciously and said, "A boss in the east has cleared out a mosque for you, he needs you to take your devout followers there to work and live.

You should thank me because that boss is very generous, he will provide your followers with food, shelter, and plenty of living supplies."

Saying this, 'Hellhound' looked at the silent, fair-skinned boy, and said with a smile, "This kid will stay here to continue spreading the glory of God daily, and incidentally play an air raid warning to alert those who stay in the city to avoid danger."

The old man submitted quickly, for more fearsome to him than death was the video in 'Hellhound's possession.

Homosexuality is seen as an abomination in MSL, and a clergyman participating in such an act could be torn to pieces, it wouldn't be surprising even if his ancestors and relatives were denigrated and scattered to the winds.

Seeing the old man bow his head to his 'suggestion,' 'Hellhound' gave a wicked smile and winked at his buddies, saying, "I fucking love the feeling of being the bad guy!"

'Gunpowder,' with a snicker, put away the computer and shrugged his shoulders, affecting a poor London accent, "Yes, we're British villains, haha..."

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Similar events took place in various parts of Tubruq, with several T1 Special Forces seeming especially motivated to misbehave.

They threw gas grenades into civilian homes, smashed doors and windows, overturned rice tanks, then engaged in fake firefights with the air to create a sense of terror. Any uncooperative fellows met with an 'accidental injury', and the rest were herded towards the P·B-controlled area...

Normally, such actions would have landed them in a military tribunal if reported, with at least a disciplinary action, but now these guys were like enlightened...

'Knight,' the SAS captain with noble blood, led his men, yelling nonsensical French, acting the villain to the hilt and pinning the blame, like overturning an old lady's sheep milk, squarely on the French.

The French SAS teams, one posing as SEAL Team Six and the other as British SAS, engaged in fierce battles with Teams B and D, who were impersonating terrorists sabotaging water supplies, turning a residential area topsy-turvy with blanks and gas grenades.

Their antics were not just to irritate their peers but also to avoid future trouble.

All equipped with trackers, any complaints would be refuted by the recorded movements of their devices, clearing them of 'suspicion.'

Today's action was merely a warm-up, as Joe Ga and his team entered the heart of Tubruq, hiding in an abandoned building not far from the terrorist-controlled area, listening to the chaos on the radio and peering through a hole in the wall...

Such commotion surely did not go unnoticed by the terrorists, and even if they couldn't stop the civilians from evacuating, they would seek to assess the situation.

Antar, the spotter, kept his eyes on the drone footage and suddenly said, "Two o'clock, 500 meters, on the rooftop, four people..."