King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Due to time constraints, the helicopter had not been equipped with Hellfires and only hung a rocket pod on each side.

The moment Old Karman's command was issued, those ferocious little gazelles released all of their rockets at once.

160 rockets rained down fiercely onto the area occupied by the Kurdish fighters…

The excess fuel and explosives in the rockets created a terrifying zone of absolute destruction.

This group of Kurdish fighters had only about two hundred men, and after Joe Ga's men had taken out dozens, the rest wanting to retreat had now become victims in the smoke of gunfire.

The old guy's fury formed a tangible murderous intent, and the few Kurdish militia members who had come along wanted to say something but lowered their heads as if scalded when their eyes met Karman's for a moment.

These Kurdish refugees who had sided with Boss Joe were already accustomed to the cruelty of war.

Internal struggles among the Kurds were intense. They had grown used to fighting in the Syrian Civil War, but they were not accustomed to such seemingly unnecessary slaughter.

Karman didn't care about their thoughts. He glanced at the distant explosion area and again pressed the communicator, saying, "Dragonfly Squad, head to the western gravel plains to search, eliminate all active armed personnel except our own…"

"Yes, sir!"

Other than the boss, Karman's word was the most powerful in P·B. All the helicopter pilots responded in unison, then collectively changed direction, opening up their formation, and slowly surrounded the gravel plains.

Antar crawled out from the bottom of the armored vehicle and walked over to Joe Ga with a complicated expression, his emotions low, and said, "I'm sorry, boss!"

Joe Ga was taken aback for a moment and shook his head, "It's not related to you. It must be someone deliberately setting a trap, trying to provoke conflict between the Kurdish armed forces and us.

Today, I have learned a lesson, in real war, there's very little room for fools, very little…"

Antar nodded with difficulty, then looked at Karman with complex eyes…

Karman stared at Antar with cold eyes and said with a hoarse voice, "Owl, we have no room for mistakes!

If something had happened to the boss today, not only would those Kurdish people seeking help lose hope, but the whole of Central Africa would revert to its former state."

As he spoke, Karman stared into Antar's eyes and said in a deep voice, "Owl, we all have our selfish desires, but it is the boss who has given us the opportunity to fulfill them.

The boss has been indulging you, but he is disappointed with the Kurdish fighters.

We must tell everyone that disappointing the boss comes with a price!"

Antar respected Karman greatly and nodded heavily, saying, "I understand…"

Karman shook his head, "No, you don't understand!

I don't understand the feelings of you Kurdish people. I only know that the safety of the boss is the top priority.

I don't care whether they're being used or incited when they point their guns at the boss. They deserve to die!"

Antar was rendered speechless by Karman's unemotional words, and as she found herself at a loss for words, Nis stood next to her, carrying a sniper rifle, looking at the icy Karman, and said, "Dragon Gecko, Owl knows what's most important!"

Karman locked eyes with Nis for a moment, and the clarity and trust in her gaze caused him to shake his head slightly and avert his gaze to look at Dorian, who was curiously inspecting the shield, asking, "Are you bored?"

Dorian, holding the shield embedded with two large-caliber bullets, blinked pitifully, then slapped the shield into Ayu's arms and said, "You..."

Saying this, Dorian looked at Ayuna's calm eyes and said with frustration, "Hmm, here's your shield back, it's quite a good thing…"

'Medic Officer Bird,' who was tending to a cook's wound, let out a hiss at the sight of Dorian's sulking appearance, saying, "Elephant, don't let me down…"

Provoked, Dorian glared at Karman, then naturally directed his middle finger towards 'Medic Officer Bird,' saying, "Cut it out, Delta Force…"

Joe Ga glanced at Karman, patted him on the back, and said, "This time it's my mistake, and no one else is to blame.

Wouldn't believe it if I told you, but there's a particularly formidable enemy that has actually gotten me quite thrilled.

It's been a long time since I've felt this way!"

Karman was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "If you like taking risks, you could try going to the prairie, and try not carrying a gun, it would definitely be more thrilling!"

As he spoke, Karman looked at Joe Ga's noncommittal expression, sighed softly, turned around, and whispered, "I can guarantee your safety on the prairie but I'm struggling a bit on this kind of battlefield…"

Joe Ga did not hear Karman's muttering and spoke into the communicator, "A1 calling base, I am about 15 kilometers east of the base, send someone over, this area needs to be cleared."

Then Joe Ga walked up to Nis, touched her dirty hair, and then turned to embrace Antar, who was engulfed in self-reproach, saying, "Don't overthink it. Dragon Gecko is angry because of my issue, not because of the Kurds.

We're family, so even if I don't always agree with your approach to your kinsmen, I still think I should support you.

After all, it's not my money being spent!

I'm just worried that one day, after enough disappointments, you'll become lost.

To put it in cooler words…"

"We are P·B, we are the real family!"

"With our own people's support, we can look at the world with a more tolerant, clearer, and broader perspective...

Race, nationality, gender, none of that matters. What's important is that we are together. From the day you joined us, you were no longer alone!"

While saying this, Joe Ga pointed at the battered corpses on the ground in the distance, where the smoke was gradually clearing, and shook his head, "I can't guarantee that I'm always right. I can only guarantee that I'll always stand by our own people!"

Antar wiped his eyes and then revealed an ugly smile, saying, "Boss, Dragon Gecko says I don't understand. But the truth is, it's because I do understand that I'm upset.

Boss, Kurdish people are used to war, used to death!

I just don't understand. I tried my best, but they're still becoming greedy."

Joe Ga didn't answer Antar's question, but shook his head and said, "You do understand; it's just that being Kurdish makes you not want to think in that direction.

I admire the unity of the Kurdish people but, to be honest, you're still humans, no different from any other people.

You have all the same qualities as humans, some outstanding, but the faults are still there.

Personally, I despise racism. I believe that within any skin color, race, or nation, there are good people and assholes, it's only the levels of security, order, and wealth that determine the differing proportions.

I never prying into your private affairs, but I know what you, Nis, and Princess Amina have done in Syria.

My big business in Iraq only started because of you!

Now that I've won, but if you want to 'win', you'll have to let go of that bit of Kurdish sentimentality.

Otherwise, even if I take down the safe zone, there will be no good outcome!

That place is just the endpoint of my business in Iraq. Without it, Mosul could also be the endpoint.

It may be dispensable to me, but it's the place where you find your life's value.

You definitely understand!

As long as you make up your mind, you can surely do it well!"

Having said this, Joe Ga turned and went over to where the cooks were. Some of the old folks were injured.

It wasn't too serious with bulletproof vests, the worst was Solon with a chunk of flesh torn from his shoulder by a stray bullet.

When Joe Ga approached, the old guy didn't seem like a wounded man at all, full of life and loudly discussing the gains and losses of the recent fight...

When Joe Ga sat beside them, the old timers concluded that Old Bull was holding them back. Otherwise, they could have fought even better.

Old Bull, usually overbearing, was as meek as a quail in front of these old squad leaders, letting them laugh and curse without daring to squeak a word...

Joe Ga joined them with laughter, asking after their condition, and then rescued Old Bull from the teasing. Together they roamed around, gradually lightening the mood with jokes and banter, as if the corpses a few dozen meters away didn't exist at all.

Antar, looking at the mixed expressions of the Kurdish Militia, turned to Nis and said, "How did you manage it in Tubruq?"

Nis was momentarily stunned, then after a long period of thought with furrowed brows, said, "I'm not quite sure. He had all the plans in place, and I just acted according to my thoughts...

Um, treat yourself as a person, treat others the same."

With these words, Nis organized her thoughts again and said, "I don't care about their skin color, good or bad, rich or poor. I just wanted to restore stability there. Anyone who didn't listen, I took care of them.

Tubruq isn't completely stable yet, but I feel that day will come soon."

Nis didn't express herself very well, but her meaning was clear enough...

Antar thought for a while, nodded, and said, "Treat yourself as a person, treat others the same.

I understand!

It's not actually that hard, right?"

Nis pondered seriously, then said, "As long as you're willing to shoot those with too much bullshit in their heads, after a few times everything will get simpler.

We are doing good things. Sometimes I don't get why he cares so much about what others think.

But he's always right, just take my opinion as a reference, it might not be right!"

In terms of maturity, Antar was streets ahead of Nis...

The Antar who had figured it all out suddenly wrapped an arm around Nis's shoulder, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "You're lucky!

And you're right, we are doing the right thing. Why should we care about the look in other people's eyes?

Kurdish people can't dictate to me either!"