King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

In the command headquarters of Tobruk...

The massive command room was divided into two camps, with both sides issuing constant orders across a huge electronic sand table...

A team of female Kurdish frontline technicians unique to PB acted as referees, responsible for converting incompatible electronic signals from both sides and uploading them to the electronic sand table for easy judgment of actions and outcomes.

30 kilometers from the headquarters, French and Italian joint synthetic battalion forces were pitted against the Ugo Sonic troops and Northern Industries coalition.

The equipment from Northern Industries only arrived today, and both their team and the Ugo Sonic forces were using low-config synthetic battalions still in debugging phase.

The main equipment included the recently arrived Lazar Armored Vehicles, the long-nose warriors sponsored early on to PB, and a batch of vehicle-mounted mortars.

Boss Joe pulled all core personnel from Talus Corporation to Central Africa, and at this moment, these folks were digitally upgrading PB's existing equipment.

The process wasn't particularly smooth!

Installing a tactical computer equipped with the Talus system on each vehicle was just a temporary measure.

The technicians had to truly understand the performance data of the equipment before they could modify the smart programs and maximize their combat effectiveness.

This required a long-term process; complete digital transformation would take at least a few years.

However, PB had a tradition of making do with what they had; if AI and equipment couldn't keep up, they'd elevate the soldiers' abilities instead.

The French and Italian synthetic battalion project, especially the high-level French synthetic battalion, served as the best whetstone.

For half a month, exercises took place every other day, with a French Major General leading the French-Italian command team, hammering down Ugo Sonic and Northern Industries.

Real commanders Zahovic and Hasan from Tobruk never participated in the command center games; they continuously observed the actual effect of Talus system modifications on the ground.

Problems were promptly identified and feedback given to the Talus team, who would then determine whether they could resolve it quickly using software solutions. If not, training and adjustments for personnel would be made promptly.

When Hen brought the real command team into the command room, several Northern Industries youngsters were cursing aloud at the nearby smiling French-Italian joint command group, trying to disrupt them with tactics outside the game board.

Honestly, those half-assed folks with zero professional military training losing with their low-config synthetic battalions wasn't shameful, but those foreigners' attitudes were simply terrible.

Aside from the professional command groups, senior executives and salespeople from the two Army Equipment Groups would film videos daily to shame them, which was extremely infuriating.

The leader of the command group known as Qing Shan stared at the command room resembling a marketplace, stunned at the entrance for quite a while.

The French and Italian command groups appeared quite at ease in their uniforms, with NATO's command terminals conspicuously set up in the command room.

A group of suspicious individuals with various accents gathered together, laughing and waving money for bets, while some of the bolder ones loudly encouraged Northern Industries' youths to directly start a fight.

Hen saw Qing Shan standing at the door unwilling to enter; she said helplessly, "It's just like this here, you'll get used to it soon."

Pointing at the fringe of suspicious people, Hen sighed, saying, "These are spies working at PB, and there's a joint intelligence center nearby filled with professional spies.

Be a bit careful, especially if they invite you for a drink..."

Qing Shan decisively waved a hand, saying, "We won't..."

Hen laughed and shook her head, saying, "You'll have to get used to these things, relax. Ensuring core technical information from all parties isn't stolen is PB's responsibility, just be careful not to leak important information."

Watching the shocked Qing Shan, Hen said helplessly, "I don't know your background, so I don't know what you know. Anyway, just be cautious yourselves."

While Hen was briefing Qing Shan, a middle-aged manager from Northern Industries saw her enter, quickly approached, and shouted, "Hen, has our shipment arrived? These foreigners are bullying us terribly.

The Talus Corporation guys are so indifferent in their work, which keeps getting me hammered every day...

Hurry up and bring out our synthetic battalion. I want to show them some real color!"

Hen looked disdainfully at a group of people pushing to act tough, pointing at Qing Shan beside her, she said, "You better take it easy. This is Qing Shan from back home, he will lead the command group and instructor team to train the new recruits from South America.

Don't embarrass yourselves anymore; it'd be better to mingle with Talus Corporation folks. Talus system's core functions are currently top-notch worldwide, and you code monkeys dare to look down on them."

The middle-aged man from Northern Industries, upon hearing this, grabbed Qing Shan's hand like seeing a savior, saying, "Hello, hello, I'm Xie Changgui from Northern Industries, we've been waiting for you.

This synthetic battalion export project is extremely important, as a support for your work, AVIC arranged a Rainbow UAV control team to assist you."

Pointing at the nearby French and Italian, Xie Changgui said through gritted teeth, "Get them, these foreigners boast every day, making us unable to lift our heads; get them, destroy them..."

Before arriving, Qing Shan believed he was on a secret mission, but now he felt the entire world had turned upside down.

Hen understood Qing Shan's feelings best, as she initially felt the same. Compared to the slick Rooster and Three Yellow Chickens, she took much longer to integrate into the atmosphere here.

Watching Qing Shan, solemn with a satellite phone in hand, unsure if he should call back home to ask what to do...

Hen waved her hand, saying, "Don't worry, it's just like this here!

In fact, even if you change into military uniforms, it's okay. According to my intel, tomorrow observation groups from America, Russia, and England will arrive here."

As 'Hen' spoke, pulling 'Ching Shan' towards a group of Germans at the corner of the command center, she said, "Those are the German Army's command group.

German Joint Vehicle Company, 'Krauss-Maffei Wegmann', has been hesitating about sponsoring the Yemen conflict.

These Germans are quite stingy. They believe their product quality is better than others, and also more expensive, so they want to snag the synthetic battalion naming rights for free.

Our boss didn't agree with them, so these Germans can only sit on the cold bench.

Your identity is really not an issue, no need to be too nervous at all.

Seize this training opportunity to first practice with the French and Italians..."

'Ching Shan' listened, his brain CPU was about to overheat, looking at the weary face of 'Hen', he said incredulously, "You just said 'my boss', which side are you on exactly?"

'Hen' heard it, and not knowing where the sudden anger came from, she snapped, "Why do you care which side I'm on?

What's the big deal if I say my boss? Hu Lang pays me, so he is my boss!

I'm a retired staff officer, working like a horse here without any title or rank, and you bunch come here teaming up to buff your resumes, yet still expect me to take care of you...

I'm not your nanny, I've explained the situation to you, if you want to do it, just do it, if not, get lost, I don't have time to serve you all."

'Ching Shan' couldn't understand where 'Hen's such a big anger came from, he was left speechless, then said helplessly, "I need to make a phone call home, this place looks too irregular..."

'Hen' dismissed him with a wave and said, "Make the call, hurry up, it's best to file a complaint against me and send me back.

My skin is getting ruined here, I just want to go home and rest.

A bunch of incompetent people, unable to let loose even in these circumstances, won't achieve much."

'Ching Shan'.........

............

"Hahahahaha..."

Boss Qiao hung up the phone and laughed heartily three times to the sky...

Seeing Dorian not far away waving a paddle around, he laughed and shouted, "Elephant, a few more days left, make sure to win the championship, I have great confidence in you!"

Seeing the boss in high spirits, Dorian came over and said, "Boss, is there something good happening?"

Joe Ga spread his hands and smiled, "A big brain intervened and secured the naming rights for the remaining two synthetic battalions.

Each battalion fetched 80 million, I sold naming rights for 260 million before even starting a war, shouldn't I be happy?"

Dorian, upon hearing this, said excitedly, "Is it the Germans? Would they be willing to sponsor us with 'Boxer Dog'?"

Joe Ga, hearing this, shook his head disdainfully, "Remind me to avoid the Germans in the future.

This stubborn bunch still thinks their stuff is amazing, wanting to get naming rights without paying, and even the items on the sponsorship list are stingily withheld.

Won't play with them anymore in the future!"

Dorian, hearing this, said disappointedly, "I thought there'd be a chance to see the excessively priced 'Boxer Dog', so who was it that's so generous to secure two battalions at once?"

Joe Ga spread his hands and said, "Who else could it be, General Dynamics Corporation.

General America's branch provides 'Stryker' armored vehicle equipment for one battalion.

General England's branch provides 'Piranha' armored vehicle equipment for another battalion.

These two don't even have reliable synthetic battalion projects, and I have to modify them myself. But since they paid more, I'll tolerate them."

Saying this, Joe Ga clapped his hands and said, "I need to notify Tubruq, and quickly drive the Germans away.

The KSK's counter-terrorism training has been freeloading from me, operational support is also provided by me, yet at critical times this bunch retreats.

Damn, if it weren't for HK employees still fighting for me in the jungle, I wouldn't cooperate with them anymore in the future."

Dorian looked at his boss and curiously said, "America, England, France, and China are all here, boss, what about Russia?"

Joe Ga spread his hands and said, "I've also been waiting for them, but unfortunately, the things Ural Vehicle Plant and Kirov Plant came up with are far inferior compared to others' products.

Not to mention compared to General Dynamics, their stuff isn't even as good as Finland's and Austria's armored equipment, even the products from the half-island nation are better than theirs.

It's not that I'm not giving them a chance, it's that this bunch really can't compete!

But I don't mind, now we've got everything we need for six battalions, we'll have some fun here for a few days and then head to Djibouti.

Damn, those base guys have been too arrogant lately, I need to give them a little surprise!"