King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Joe Ga didn't intentionally mean to show disdain to the American State Department's special agents, but he really found them annoying.

There were many important people in the refugee camp, yet none seemed to need bodyguards clinging to them like underwear.

Even the SEAL Team Six had "surrendered", and these special agents were still deliberately isolating the ambassador from the refugees.

The journalists who dared to come here were generally very brave. They didn't care about your identity or anything else, and they certainly wouldn't cooperate with a photoshoot designed to look approachable like the black brothers' president personally buying burgers, complete with actors and special agents monopolizing the area.

This ambassador guy definitely could be described as diligent, but his bodyguards always made him seem out of place in the refugee camp.

Princess Amina, dressed in everyday clothes, didn't forget to study with a group of children in the refugee camp, and she was only accompanied by a few very amiable bodyguards.

Jemma Alexander was so busy she didn't know whether she was coming or going, running around the camp coordinating as a pediatrician, and she only brought her boyfriend with her.

What's so great about an ambassador?

This was everyone's general impression of Ambassador Steven, and Joe Ga felt this was unfair. The man was working hard and shouldn't be judged so harshly.

Whether or not it would be possible to coordinate well with the Americans in Iraq and maybe skim a bit off the top depended on whether this ambassador was conscientious or not.

As long as there was a chance, they should let him establish his public image here, and by the way, figure out P·B's behavioral logic and habits.

Without wasting too many words with the ambassador, Joe Ga started directing the vehicles to enter Byrdi.

Joe Ga's operational logic was different from that of typical warlords or mercenaries. He did not pursue the control of key targets, such as the small city's government buildings, power stations, schools, etc...

Instead, he had the convoy regroup and directly took over the main roads leading in and out, starting a grid-based armed patrol.

For the areas where the vehicles couldn't enter, they were left alone for now, to allow the soldiers to get familiar first, while also asserting sovereignty over the region.

Of course, P·B had entered under the guise of a military contractor and represented the National Army.

Each of the Warrior trucks had a loudspeaker installed on top, endlessly repeating the same message...

"We are P·B, commissioned by the National Army to reclaim Byrdi!

We will soon defeat al-Qaeda, restore city order, and energy supply.

Please, able-bodied citizens leave the city and head to the gathering points outside. We will provide food, clothing, medicine..."

Two LMVs paired with one Warrior truck formed 20 teams that began moving through Byrdi.

When the presence of the convoy appeared near strategic points throughout the city, the real battle began.

Inside a hastily erected tent, Antar set up a line of equipment with the help of a few Xiao Heis.

After a quick adjustment, the computer screen displayed the first-person views of three special forces units.

Joe Ga wasn't a combat commander, but he needed to know the progress of key battles in the city, so he was now sitting in the tent with Ambassador Steven, ready to observe how SEAL Team Six and the SAS actually fought.

The three Tier 1 special forces units had infiltrated Byrdi before dawn, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

The target of SEAL Team Six was the Byrdi City Hall, which was the most important gathering place for al-Qaeda terrorists.

Through the monitors on the SEALs' foreheads, Joe Ga discovered that the equipment on the SEALs was indeed very advanced.

The HK series rifles weren't anything special, but the Minimi used by the Assault Soldier, equipped with a thermal fusion holographic sight, was better than any Joe had ever seen.

They had handheld radars that could detect enemy positions through walls.

There were palm-sized spy drones that could determine enemy deployments without their knowledge.

They also had portable jammers that could prevent the enemy from sending out messages after an attack.

On the screen in front of Joe Ga, the display below each SEAL's point of view showed their heart rate and blood pressure.

And these were only the visible parts; these guys also had several peculiar bombs on them, likely specially designed for indoor combat.
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After "Hellhound" quickly assessed the situation, he stepped aside to give way to 'Gunpowder', then said, "This is SEAL Team, I see about one hundred and fifty hostages. I will fire a laser designator to the top of City Hall to guide artillery...

Before the shelling, I need missile support and cover from the convoy. We are going to rescue all the hostages..."

"Agreed!"

In the command post, Zahovic agreed to "Hellhound's" plan without hesitation. The Winged Dragon drone operator, collaborating in the joint operation, established contact with the SEALs through a remote signal, and three minutes later announced that the Winged Dragon was in position.

"Hellhound" seemed especially accustomed to this situation, and once the drone was in position, he patted 'Gunpowder' on the shoulder.

Without needing a command, 'Gunpowder' took out a tube that resembled toothpaste and squeezed it into the keyhole and the gaps of the iron door's lock.

Then, with a small battery and two wires, he deftly touched them together...

With a "zzzt", a bright light erupted from the keyhole and the gaps of the lock, and 'Gunpowder' forcefully yanked open the iron door. He charged out, leading with his Minimi machine gun fitted with a silencer, established a firing position, and then picked up a single-tube grenade launcher, firing a small laser designator at the rooftop of the city hall.

At that moment, the terrorists still had not realized someone had entered the city hall...

'Hellfire' took out a laser designator, aiming at a spot 50 meters away at the main entrance of the city hall's lobby, then made a silencing gesture to the people in the cages next to him...

The SEALs scattered, using tools to cut the locks on the cages.

The suppressed commotion in the square quickly alerted the terrorists. As they came out with guns ready to spray bullets, a Blue Sword 7 missile fell from the sky, precisely passing through the door and exploding inside the lobby.

After a loud "boom," "Hellhound" roared, "Establish cover, the hostages retreat, get the convoy ready to respond..."

As "Hellhound" bellowed, he spotted a shaking figure in his thermal fusion holographic sight.

He didn't hesitate to shoot and kill the target, then turned to look at the slowly retreating hostages and shouted to 'Gunpowder,' who was still vigilantly holding the machine gun, "Load the grenade." Then he called to a man leading a restless military dog, "Prophet, go outside and check the terrorists' vehicles, see if it's safe."

No sooner had "Hellhound" finished speaking than 'Gunpowder' took a single-tube grenade launcher from his backpack and fired a grenade into the hall.

With a "boom", the grenade exploded, and it was unclear if it had killed anyone...

In just about two minutes, as the hostages began leaving the city hall square, passing through an iron gate onto the street outside, gunfire suddenly erupted from the second floor of the city hall...

"Da da da…"

A series of AK bullets were aimed at the big iron gate of the perimeter wall. No one was hit, but the evacuating hostages were terrified.

"'Gunpowder,' cover me, everyone else organize the hostages' evacuation..." 'Hellfire' roared, raising his gun and firing continuously at the second floor of the city hall, only to quickly draw fierce counterfire.

The exposed square offered no suitable cover, leaving 'Hellhound' no choice but to retreat while battling, taking solace in using the cages for cover.

Just as 'Hellhound' was about to have 'Gunpowder' cover him so he could return fire with a rocket, a section of ornate iron railing, about ten meters long, next to the main entrance was yanked away, and two LMV vehicles burst fiercely into the small plaza of the city hall.

Two Wagner Mercenaries shouted as they showered the second floor of the city hall with 12.7mm bullets.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Within the roar, the windows of the second floor of the city hall were shattered, and fist-sized holes blasted into the concrete outer walls, but a small penetration hole was visible inside.

It was proven that no human should face the fire of a 12.7mm machine gun at close range. Within a distance of 50 meters, the Wagner Mercenaries controlled the spray of bullets very well, like a meticulous tailor slowly altering the second floor's exterior.

And yet the onslaught was not over; the LMV that had completed the railing demolition turned around, and its rooftop automatic weapons tower swiveled to aim, with the mounted automatic grenade launcher also opening fire.

"Thump thump thump..."

The 40mm high-explosive grenades poured down on the second floor of the city hall, and then, seemingly unsatisfied, the fire extended to the third floor, causing the already mottled exterior of the building to be ruined by the blasts.

10 minutes later, when the hostages had left the vicinity of the city hall and moved to a street away under the cover of the convoy...

'Hellhound' received information and shouted loudly to his teammates to jump onto the steps on the side of the LMVs, pounding on the windows to signal to the excited Russians it was time to retreat...

As they withdrew, the bombardment began...

With piercing whistles, six shells almost simultaneously hit the vicinity of the city hall.

"Boom boom boom..."

Amidst the intense explosions, a huge cloud of smoke rose from the area.

The circular shock waves from the blasts howled as they carried countless fragments, striking the surrounding buildings.

Two of the shells were slightly off target, but the nearby buildings were unoccupied, so no collateral damage was done.

The second round of artillery quickly followed, with three rounds making precise hits on the city hall's three-story section after minor corrections in trajectory.

"Boom boom boom..."

Unexpectedly, the small building of the city hall did not collapse in the massive explosions; only half of it was blown open, but the main structure of the building still stubbornly stood there.

However, the third round quickly arrived, with four accurate hits on the little building.

In the violent explosions, this iconic building for the citizens of Byrdi was completely destroyed...

The same events happened simultaneously in two other locations within the city...

At that moment, those terrorists hiding in the city, or those whose hearts were with the terrorists, realized that "P·B" was not just attacking people—it was cleansing every place the terrorists had touched with fire, sterilizing it!

This battle was conducted following Boss Qiao's philosophy of "strike hard to prevent future conflicts," entering with the fiercest posture and clearing the way with the most ruthless means.

Killing terrorists was just the means; making those with weak resolve understand that there was no good end to mixing with al-Qaeda was the goal.