MTLNOVEL Chapter 1008: Taking Over
Boss Qiao said it was just for fun, but everyone else was dead serious!
They can't just hide in the resort forever without going out, they came to the Amazon to see things they can't see elsewhere.
Organizing the equipment was quite interesting...
Don't be fooled by these Middle Eastern tycoons' wealth, but the equipment of their bodyguards was far less advanced than Boss Qiao imagined.
Due to the Brazilian Government, Middle Eastern tycoons can apply for local security defense services here, but the weapons used by their bodyguards they bring are strictly regulated.
A Glock 17 pistol and an MP5 are all the weapons the bodyguards have.
If necessary, they can barely use shotguns as defense tools, but their effectiveness in the jungle is negligible.
Night vision devices can't be issued to everyone, radios are standard, and as for bulletproof vests... let's not mention those...
When the P.B. members organized their equipment, the Middle Eastern bodyguards were wide-eyed, but they had to pretend not to care.
These Middle Easterners are used to dry places, and upon arriving in the Amazon, they immediately suffered discomfort; wearing bulletproof vests on patrol was like putting them through torture.
Judging by their expressions, these bodyguards seemed very focused, but after Boss Qiao spent two days closely interacting with them, he realized their abilities were far less professional than their expressions suggested.
Although their abilities were lacking, loyalty was their strength, and they carried the same air of arrogance of the princes, looking down on everyone while speaking with an annoying raised chin.
Sayyid's security team did a bit better, but the others were mostly the same.
Joe Ga didn't know how to describe it; from these second-tier princes' choice of bodyguards, it seemed they valued loyalty over professionalism.
Moreover, Joe Ga was now very certain that these princes had never experienced true combat, to the point they couldn't distinguish between elite soldiers and bodyguards.
They probably had never been deliberately targeted before, so when faced with drug dealers' provocations, they looked a bit nervous.
In contrast, the anteaters didn't look like much, but their actual combat effectiveness was several leagues ahead of those Middle Eastern show-offs.
The modern light machine gun RPK, suitable for jungle combat, revolvers that never jammed, machetes, and daggers were all fully equipped, and most importantly, they never complained about the climate.
On the second day, the Middle Eastern bodyguards, perhaps feeling questioned or just unbalanced inside, weren't particularly friendly to the anteaters.
While Joe Ga was having breakfast in a corner of the restaurant, he saw a tall, burly bodyguard, about 1.9 meters in height, deliberately bump into a skinny anteater carrying a tray.
The princes weren't awake yet; at this point, only the resort staff and people having breakfast were in the restaurant.
The burly man looked at the anteater squatting on the ground, carefully picking up all the food from the floor, and laughed loudly, saying, "Are you Africa's best soldiers?"
The young anteater shyly smiled and tried to bypass while holding the tray, but the burly man knocked the tray over again...
Joe Ga grabbed Dorian next to him, who wanted to get up, and said with a smile, "Aren't all armies like this?
The bosses of these guys aren't easy to deal with; they look to take out their frustrations on the seemingly easiest-to-bully anteaters.
It's quite entertaining, we have to trust that these anteaters can handle it themselves..."
Dorian listened and responded with a bitter smile, "Boss, I'm not worried the anteaters would suffer, I'm worried they might not restrain themselves..."
Boss Qiao watched the anteater squatting again, carefully picking up the food from the floor...
"Are those anteaters too thin, so they look easy to bully?"
Dorian pondered for a moment, then said, "To be accurate, their training is too harsh.
Malnourished since childhood, taken to boot camp and subjected to hellish training...
I've always thought the anteaters' training methods were unscientific, but then I found out that these people aren't just resolute..."
While Dorian was speaking, the anteater finished cleaning up the food debris on the ground, placed the tray on the nearby table, and smiled shyly at the provoking burly man...
And when the burly man didn't know how to respond, the anteater suddenly drew a dagger from his chest with lightning speed and sliced off the burly man's ear.
Then, before the man could react, he caught the falling ear, dipped it in some condiments on the tray, and stuffed it in his mouth to chew...
It wasn't until the anteater chewed and swallowed his ear that the burly man realized what had happened...
This was someone who had mixed on the battlefield, but that was just it, merely mixed.
Witnessing someone slice off his ear, dipped it in sauce, and eat it, the bone-chilling fear even made the burly man forget the pain of his ear being sliced off.
The bystanders fell into an eerie silence, several Middle Eastern bodyguards who had been standing behind the burly man subconsciously wanted to step back but felt it would be embarrassing.
Until one relatively clever guy pulled out a white towel, covered the burly man's wounded ear, and nervously shouted, wanting to head to the medical room...
The anteater who hadn't spoken suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "Don't go, wasting food is wrong...
I'm full, you help me finish this meal!"
The anteater spoke in Arabic, with grammar not very smooth but the meaning was definitely conveyed.
The Middle Eastern bodyguards paused for a moment, then began to loudly clamor.
The skinny anteater, standing at less than 160 cm tall, stood amongst them fearlessly, picked up a tray and firmly pushed it in front of the tough guy...
"Eat it..."
Both sides locked eyes for over ten seconds, just as the conflict was about to escalate, Prince Shah Dewali's butler rushed into the restaurant and began shouting angrily at the group of bodyguards...
After putting on quite a show, the old butler pulled the tough guy aside, apologized, and was about to leave when he turned around and saw two anteaters blocking the restaurant door, with several others positioned behind them...
The old butler saw the fearful expressions on the surrounding bodyguards' faces and knew that the situation was bad. He called out loudly to Joe, who was far in the corner, "Sir, I apologize on behalf of my people, please let me take him to the infirmary for treatment..."
Joe Ga heard this, stood up, mimicked an eating gesture, then showcased his clean plate and said with a smile, "We don't need an apology!
My guys' request isn't excessive, don't waste food, eat it..."
As he said this, Joe Ga looked at the Middle Eastern bodyguards, who were silent as a chill, and smiled, "Now you should know who's the boss here!
I believe there are tough guys among you, say what's on your mind, don't play games.
I'll give you a few minutes, and if none of you speak up before this gentleman finishes eating, then if the same situation happens again in the future, I will shoot you dead.
I bet your boss won't turn against me because of you!"
The commotion in the restaurant attracted a lot of attention...
Soon Nis and others, along with security personnel from Qatar and Abu Dhabi, came to the restaurant.
Sayyid's butler hurried over upon hearing the news, wanted to mediate with a wry smile and ended up hitting a wall with Joe...
It wasn't really a big deal, just the anteater's unorthodox handling made the situation tense.
Joe's attitude was like pouring hot oil on the fire...
He now fully understood why these elite troops couldn't defeat the Yemeni rebels.
Perhaps it's not just a matter of craving comfort, these Shahs have all received training from the United States Army, proficient in using all sorts of advanced weapons.
But when spirit, will, and courage aren't on the same level, you can't win!
No matter what kind of weapon you have, you simply can't win!
These people are genuine useless teammates!
Normally it wouldn't matter, but when there are outside drug dealers watching, Joe Ga can't allow such people to stand behind him with guns.
If Joe came with a cooperative attitude yesterday, today he just wants to take over completely.
His wife and children are here, he can't allow any internal instability!
No persuasion will work now!
Upon hearing the incident, Sayyid hadn't even changed out of his pajamas when he rushed to the restaurant.
Looking at one of Dewali's bodyguards, with half of his face covered in blood, yet still humiliatingly using his hands to grab the scattered breakfast bit by bit into his mouth...
Sayyid painfully rubbed his temples, ran to Joe's side, sat down, and sighed, "Hu Lang, what are you doing?
Dewali cares about face, and you're humiliating his people like this..."
Joe Ga frowned at Sayyid and said, "Do you think I'm deliberately finding trouble?"
Sayyid pointed at the resentful and speechless Shah bodyguards, and the tough guy who was eating and crying, and said, "Don't tell me they provoked you...
How could this bunch of losers possibly..."
Joe Ga waved his hand, smiled, and said, "The restaurant has surveillance footage, have someone copy the video and send it to Dewali.
If he feels humiliated, I'll leave by boat in the afternoon and find somewhere else.
I can go to other resorts, where at least there won't be trouble."
Upon hearing this, Sayyid understood that Joe was probably in the right, nodded helplessly, then gave a signal to his butler, before pulling Joe's arm and said, "Hu Lang, what exactly do you want to do?"
Joe Ga spread his hands and said, "Seeing how they behaved today, I feel I can't trust them.
Starting today, security at the resort will be handled by P.B's people.
Your bodyguards either hand over their weapons to be guests, or they follow my orders.
If you trust me, I'll show you what real combat looks like?"