King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Joe Ga took out his phone, swiped twice, pulled up a photo, and said with a smile, "This was taken by Elephant at the newly built orphanage..."

Bayar glanced at the photo, which showed a nurse helping a one-armed child lying in a hospital bed measure his body temperature, with Boss Qiao sitting by the child's side...

The child saw the thermometer gun in the nurse's hand, and raised his only remaining arm with a look of terror.

The smile on Boss Qiao's face in the photo froze!

Joe Ga looked at Bayar, whose expression was complicated, shook his head, and said, "I told you, I went there for a photo op with the media... Laugh if you want.

But this photo made me feel like a bastard, because at that moment I only cared about fame and vanity, forgetting my original intention."

As he spoke, Joe Ga planted his fishing rod into a holder at his feet, fished out a bottle of beer from the ice bucket beside him, took a sip, and said a bit dejectedly, "I could've gotten a lot of things from Soleimani...

But ever since the orphanage visit, the image of my son Igor has been circling in my mind.

Every night lately, I dream of hearing Igor's laughter. This child is the continuation of my life. I feel like he's reminding me...

Buddy, not everything has to be logical, right?

I have the ability, so I thought, why not do more?

Now, with the UN funding 40 million, I can chip in a bit more to get the convoy of supplies into West Yemen.

I want to bring out those war orphans and provide them with a safe home around Mukalla...

I hope that when Igor grows up in the future, he'll feel proud of what his old man did!"

Hearing this, Bayar looked at Boss Qiao with a complex gaze, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Boss, you're doing something truly remarkable..."

Joe Ga chuckled nonchalantly and said, "I don't think I'm that great...

A ceasefire by the Houthi Armed Forces was a part of my plan from the start.

Now Soleimani has agreed to make the Houthi Armed Forces ceasefire and will have the Iranian Intelligence Agency people unconditionally cooperate with your work. I've achieved my goal.

I'm just doing a little something in line with my inner self...

Though I'll lose some benefits on the Syrian side, who cares? Ever since I decided to do this, I've been happy, and it seems like everyone around me is happy too!

That's enough!"

Now Bayar is truly impressed by his own boss!

While the people in Djibouti, around the Basin, and Mukalla are still entangled in a vortex of interests, his own boss has already stepped out and embarked on a path of self-improvement that ordinary people can't comprehend...

No longer satisfied with simply material gain, vanity, or a sense of achievement, he's beginning to perfect himself from within.

Such people can be terrifying if they take the wrong path, but if they take the right one, they become truly great!

Just as Bayar was about to say something, his phone suddenly rang...

Frowning at a message from an unfamiliar number, Bayar shook his head in surprise and said, "Boss, Iranian militias in Syria sent 8 captured pilots to the secure zone...

What are they doing?"

Joe Ga was stunned for a moment and then shook his head, chuckling, "That Soleimani is a tough character. He doesn't know exactly what I want but knows I want to embarrass the Israelis...

He's giving up his own bargaining chip to add to mine!

Interesting!"

As he spoke, Joe Ga looked at Bayar, who was still in shock, and said, "Don't just stand there. Call Pierre from France Internal Security and have them send some warmth to the suffering folks in the Gaza Strip...

If anyone dares to slow me down...

Unless Israel comes out of this without a scratch, it's not over!"

Bayar nodded in admiration and said, "Boss, you seem to particularly dislike Israelis, why?"

Joe Ga spread his hands and said, "I don't dislike Israelis in general, just some of them.

The Edward Foundation is my enemy. Some among them want to kill me, some are fond of cannibalism...

If the Israeli government is willing to cooperate to fight them, I can negotiate with them, otherwise, there's nothing to talk about..."

Hearing this, Bayar curiously asked, "Boss, what do you plan to do?"

Joe Ga grinned and said, "Out of humanitarian spirit, I've allowed those illegal crossing Israeli soldiers to enter the secure zone.

Of course, I don't have the authority to enforce the law on them, so I can only temporarily protect their safety, waiting for Syria to prepare and then prosecute them for war crimes!

I think it will take Syria a long time to prepare, and the trial will certainly drag on for a while..."

Bayar looked at Boss Qiao in amazement; delivering a fatal blow without lifting a finger...

As long as those captives remain in the secure zone, Israel's reputation takes a hit...

The so-called preparation by Syria is an opportunity for negotiations and gaining benefits with Israel.

By then, with pressure from Syria, France, the secure zone, and even the UN, Israel can't extricate itself without conceding politically and paying a hefty price.

Thinking about the intelligence on Israelis illegally mining uranium in Yemen, Bayar's scalp tingled as he looked at Boss Qiao...

His own boss simply sent a letter to Soleimani and plunged Israel into an unavoidable vortex of trouble.

This ability makes Bayar feel a bit unsettling yet full of admiration...

Bayar looked at Boss Qiao, who was staring at the sea, put away his last bit of pride, and scrolled through the tablet in his hands...

"Boss, since the plan is set, let me take charge of the execution.

Setting up supply routes and bringing war orphans to Mukalla requires local cooperation...

The Shah Intelligence Agency can coordinate route controls in the Yemeni government forces' area, while the Iranian Intelligence Agency can coordinate routes in the Houthi controlled area.

Furthermore, the intelligence system within Mukalla City is almost established. By next week at the latest, we can urge those ad-mercenaries to start moving."

Bayar thought for a moment, then said, "Boss, the Israelis won't give in easily. I suggest sending a few special ops teams to the Syrian Secure Zone..."

Joe Ga waved his hand and said, "I'll have Sanderson lead Team B over...

Sigh, is there any easy target in Mukalla City? I haven't fired a shot in over a month!"

Bayar paused, looked at Joe Ga, suddenly enthusiastic, and decisively shook his head, "No!"

Joe Ga perked up, dissatisfied, and said, "Buddy, be flexible in your actions, isn't there any target that's not too dangerous but still lets you stand out?"

Bayar thought for a while, then seriously said, "There really isn't!"

Joe Ga looked at the inflexible Bayar, waved his hand, and said, "Hurry up and get to work, I'm busy now..."

Bayar shook his head and chuckled, turned around, and avoided his boss's displeased gaze, heading towards the back of the boat...

Passing by Dorian, he saw the guy shaking his head at him in exasperation. Bayar smiled and said, "Is it especially stressful working for a boss like this?"

Dorian shook his head and lamented, "You guys just don't get it...

You shouldn't refuse the boss; you should find something less dangerous for him to do!

He hasn't caught a single fish in three days, and in my experience, our boss won't hold back much longer..."