King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Joe Ga raised a tablet high in his hand as he approached the terrorists, while several men surrounded 'Fly' making a fuss...

"What are you preparing to do? We haven't figured out a strategy yet, who is he?"

"How can you be so reckless? Who's going to take responsibility if something goes wrong?"

"......"

"......"

'Fly' looked disgustedly at a bunch of guys who valued money over their lives, then he made a meaningful glance at a few men from the Foreign Legion...

'Hatchet,' the French SAS captain who had rushed from Liberia to provide support, had been holding back his anger for a long time, as he had never seen anyone as foolish in this world.

Even now, they naively believed the terrorists would negotiate with them, still arguing whether to promise 1 billion or 1.5 billion.

All these people cared about were not the lives of the hostages, but Monaco's assets.

Of course, this was hardly blameworthy, because in comparison to a fortune worth thousands or tens of thousands of billions, a few human lives really didn't count for much.

It wouldn't matter if it was the King's wife and children, or even the King himself in this situation.

The reason they were constrained from taking action was the chemical bomb, for they did not know if there was a 'Dead-Hand' system on the bomb; no one could afford that responsibility, nor would anyone dare to give the order.

When 'negotiation' became the only way out, the appearance of Joe Ga indeed made people frantic.

For them to place their fortunes and the lives of tens of thousands of Monaco's citizens into the hands of a stranger, it truly made them anxious and on the verge of collapse.

When facing eviction, a bald, middle-aged fat man angrily berated 'Fly', "You're finished; you will pay for your recklessness today..."

'Fly' squeezed out a smile, waved at the fat man, then turned to watch Joe Ga's retreating figure, whispering softly, "Why do you think no real big shot has come? These fools don't understand that we have no choice...

If Hu Lang fails, none of us will have a future."

Saying this, 'Fly' looked at 'Hatchet' who had approached him, speaking bitterly, "I heard that you're about to retire. How does it feel to leave your fate in someone else's hands?"

'Hatchet,' smiling, looked at 'Fly' and said, "From my first day in the military, I knew some are in charge of giving orders, some are in charge of dying!

Our fate was never in our own hands. It's not bad as it is now. Compared to you agents and those politicians hiding somewhere, I trust Hu Lang more...

Because he has a greater sense of honor and is more loyal!"

Then 'Hatchet' looked at a young Foreign Legion soldier beside him, who was so nervous that the corners of his mouth started to tremble. He grabbed the young soldier by the neck, looked into his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Kid, don't be nervous. We're all going to die, but I reckon it won't be today!

Remember, no matter what, do not fire your weapon..."

The young soldier, looking at 'Hatchet's' aged face, breathed rapidly and asked, "Sir, why not?"

'Hatchet' smiled and replied, "Because if those guys fire and don't solve the problem, you firing will be even more useless!"

The young soldier paused and asked, "Those guys?"

'Hatchet' nodded slightly and said, "Yes, those guys!

P.B.'s 'Devil Bird,' the Queen of Tubruq, the 'Devil Bird' who silenced Al-Qaeda with a Cluster Bomb."

The young soldier hesitated, repeated 'Devil Bird' a few times, then shook his head, "Sir, are we really going to do nothing?"

'Hatchet' glanced at the silent Foreign Legion and the noisy crowd outside, then said seriously, "You can try praying; apart from that, we're powerless.

"Because I bet nobody would dare order us to attack, all those people are spineless cowards afraid to take responsibility..."

As 'Hatchet' spoke, he looked at Joe Ga, who had already closed in on the terrorists, and said in a deep voice, "It's the first time those damn politicians 'cherish' our lives, and it's all because they're cowards!"

'Devil Bird' saw the soldiers around him casting strange looks his way, and said with exasperation as he spread his hands, "Stop looking at me like that, I've been fucking trying my hardest!

Because I indulged Hu Lang and the others to act on their own, even if we win, I'm finished!"

"Why?"

'Devil Bird' didn't look at the person who asked but shook his head bitterly, saying, "Because the big shots behind us can't let people think they're not thoughtful, I overstepped my authority, so I'm done for.

Give me some credit for my courage at least, don't look at me with those damn eyes.

I'm fucking courageous!"

As he spoke, 'Devil Bird' glanced at a few of his younger subordinates and smiled, "Got it all recorded?

If you've recorded it, edit it quickly and send it to my son; even if I die, I want my son to know his dad wasn't stupid!"

Nobody knew the chemical bomb wouldn't explode!

'Hatchet,' standing nearby, was taken aback and then moved over to a few young members of the security department, wrote down a phone number, and said, "Send a copy to my daughter too, she needs to know her dad wasn't an idiot."

At that moment, the intelligence work in the young agents' hands had stopped, and a young man with a big nose looked at 'Devil Bird' and said, "Sir, can we call our parents?

'Devil Bird' was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Of course, but one at a time, don't alert the terrorists inside."

As the soldiers of the Foreign Legion began to leave messages one by one, the representatives of the financial groups, jumping and swearing, realized something.

When a bunch of soldiers are prepared to die, these money handlers have to step aside.

"FUCK, you bunch of madmen…"

......

Joe Ga was unaware of what was happening behind him; he was twenty meters away from the school bus, flipping open his suit jacket to show he wasn't armed, and then ignoring the terrorists' guns, he loudly said, "Hey, let's talk..."

The two terrorists outside the bus opened their jackets to reveal the bombs underneath and, staring at the audacious Joe Ga, called out, "Who are you?"

Joe Ga swayed the tablet in his hand, grinning, and said, "I'm Hu Lang, the boss of P·B!

You should have heard of me; I bring greetings from your families...

I know you aren't afraid of death, and that suits me fine because I'm not too fond of dying either; let's talk..."

"Bang," a bullet hit the ground next to Joe Ga...

The terrorist outside the vehicle, baring his teeth, looked at Joe Ga angrily and yelled, "If you dare harm them, we'll kill you..."

Joe Ga, seeing the man's ferocious yet apprehensive demeanor, bent down to dust off his pant leg, then straightened and walked towards them, saying, "If I died, the soldiers behind would immediately attack!

I understand you better than those politicians; I know you won't compromise. I don't know what you're waiting for, maybe for the media to spread what's happening here to every corner of the world...

I don't care!

I'm not here to stop you from detonating the bomb but for Charlene; you sons of bitches shouldn't treat her like this..."

As he spoke, Joe Ga smiled at the pained Charlene and said, "Hang in there; I'll get you down in no time..."