King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

As "Hellhound" lost control and aimed his gun at the middle-aged white man, his woman rushed out and called out to him from the doorway.

"Hellhound" looked into his daughter's eyes filled with terror, and he instantly calmed down.

Looking down at the seemingly disappointed middle-aged white man, "Hellhound" swiftly disassembled the two Glocks they had confiscated and tossed the parts into the nearby bushes. Then he pulled the still-furious "Gunpowder" and said, "Stop dawdling, follow me..."

"Hellhound" led "Gunpowder" into the garage he was living in, quickly opened a man-sized safe, and revealed a private arsenal inside...

Seeing "Gunpowder" standing there in a daze, "Hellhound" gave him a strong push and said, "Snap out of it, pack up the stuff, load it into the car, contact 'Saint' and the others, and find out how they're doing.

We need to leave this place..."

"Why? What did we do wrong?"

"Gunpowder" roared loud enough to shake the heavens, then hung his head despondently under "Hellhound's" gaze...

When he saw "Gunpowder" start packing, "Hellhound" ran to the front door and hugged his daughter tightly, saying, "Mandy, I have to leave. Go to Colonel Robert's house, and also call your mom to go there.

Colonel Robert will ensure your safety!"

As he spoke, "Hellhound" saw the panic in his daughter's eyes. He hugged her tightly again, then said, "Mandy, no matter what you see about me on TV, remember, it's not true!

I'm going to find someone to help, and once this is over, I'll come back. I'll drive you to college myself!"

As "Hellhound" spoke, the sound of sirens approached from afar. He looked back, then gave his daughter a push on the shoulder and said, "Hurry, go to Colonel Robert, quick..."

After saying that, "Hellhound" jumped onto the already-prepared pickup truck, loudly urging his daughter to move quickly, while directing "Gunpowder" to charge toward the direction of the siren.

Two Naval Intelligence Center agents who had been beaten watched "Hellhound" and his comrade leave, then struggled to their feet to search for their guns.

Next thing, a middle-aged woman burst out of the neighboring house, firing a rifle into the sky and glaring at the agents, yelling, "Get off my lawn, get out..."

As she shouted, the woman pointed the gun at the two men, then yelled at "Hellhound's" daughter Mandy, "Mandy, go, do as your dad said..."

At that moment, "Hellhound" and "Gunpowder" drove by the police cars with their windows deliberately rolled down...

After the police cars passed by them, they quickly turned around, attempting to chase after "Hellhound" and his comrade, only to feel their vehicles shake after not even 200 meters. Upon inspecting their vehicles, they discovered many caltrops scattered on the road.

Seeing that they had shaken off the police cars, "Hellhound" instructed "Gunpowder" to drive into the parking garage in the center of the small town, then took out his phone and messaged several of his pals.

Soon, their squad's "Saint" arrived in an unassuming pickup, and without any communication, the three silently packed up their belongings and drove out of the small town.

At last, this six-person squad reunited at a gas station on the Virginia freeway.

"Gunpowder," "Saint," "Shark," "Frisbee," "Locksmith," and "Hellhound," a total of six men.

"Hellhound," looking at the comrades who had responded to his call without hesitation, said bitterly, "Guys, we're in trouble..."

"Frisbee," thin-faced but with a beard full of sideburns, emotionlessly turned around and took down a military dog's corpse from the back of his pickup...

"They deliberately killed my dog. If you hadn't messaged me, I would've gone after them tonight."

"Shark" patted "Frisbee" on the shoulder and looked at "Hellhound," saying, "Those people took my trailer at the beach, so I don't even have a place to stay anymore."

"Hellhound" listened, shook his head bitterly, and then looked to "Saint" and "Locksmith"...

"Saint" appeared relatively calm, reassuringly patted "Shark" and "Frisbee," and said, "Today, someone claiming to be a journalist came looking for me. I ignored him, and then people deliberately provoked me.

I don't know what's happened, so I dumped them into the septic tank..."

"Locksmith," seeing everyone's gaze turn to him, spread his hands and said, "My father's convenience store was ordered to shut down..."

Then "Locksmith" looked at "Hellhound" and said, "Boss, I've always wanted to ask you, what exactly happened in Syria?

I know we might have been betrayed, and we were mentally prepared.

Now I just want to know who betrayed us?"

"Hellhound" fell silent for a moment, then said: "It was the Pentagon that betrayed us, they don't acknowledge that they sent people to participate in the hostage rescue operation in Syria.

We are Volunteer Soldiers, or should I say, mercenaries...

Those bastards have thrown us to P·B!

Now someone is trying to initiate an investigation, so they want to provoke us into making mistakes..."

'Gunpowder' kicked the pickup truck violently, and shouted: "Then what the fuck are we supposed to do?

A woman had a child for me, and they're still living in a motel.

I can't fucking get a penny, what the fuck am I supposed to do?"

'Gunpowder', fists raised, hammered the truck door until it was badly dented, then sat on the ground with his bleeding fists clutching his head, letting out a deep roar...

'Hellhound' looked at his buddy with a pained expression and after hesitating for a long time, he said: "We go to New Jersey, Hu Lang is there, we'll ask for his help.

Jack Heinz has already gone there; among those imprisoned soldiers, only 'Bone Crusher' is left alive.

I thought as long as we kept quiet, we would eventually be picked up by a private plane, but reality has shown me it was just a delusion.

Guys, we all have families, we can't beat those sons of bitches."

While saying this, 'Hellhound' lifted 'Gunpowder' off the ground and said: "Buddy, we need money...

You have a child, my Mandy is going to college this year, 'Saint's' son has autism, 'Shark', 'Locksmith', and 'Frisbee' all have children.

We need help, and other than Hu Lang, I can't think of anyone else who can help us."

Handsome 'Saint' listened and looked at 'Hellhound', saying: "You want us to work for Hu Lang?

Are we just giving up like this?

What have we been doing for the past decade?"

'Saint's' tone was calm, but the desolation in his words silenced all his companions around him.

No one could accept this situation, but for the safety of their families and the future of their children, they had no choice!

'Hellhound' looked into 'Saint's' eyes and patted his shoulder firmly, saying: "We go find Hu Lang, let's get through this difficulty first.

Those bastards erased our identity data, but I know that the Virginia Center has paper archives in its basement.

In a while, we'll find a way to retrieve those documents..."

'Saint' nodded indifferently and said: "Whatever, I've already sent Mary and my son back to our home in Oregon.

From now on, whoever messes with me, I'll slaughter them!

Don't anyone of you try to stop me, I believe God will give me a fair judgment!"

'Hellhound' looked at 'Saint' with some concern, knowing that his buddy was a devout believer, but his son's autism had nearly shattered his faith.

Such a person, if driven to extremes, could end up being very dangerous!

'Hellhound' took hold of 'Saint's' arm and nodded heavily, saying: "Trust me, we will have an opportunity to make those people pay..."

After saying this, 'Hellhound' looked at his watch and said: "It's now one in the afternoon, we'll go to New Jersey in pairs by car.

We'll split up and meet up at the P·B farm in New Jersey at 7 o'clock tonight!"

...

Joe Garmont slept until five in the afternoon, then listened to Thompson detailing intelligence in the meeting room...

After listening, Boss Joe pondered for a moment and said: "The number of terrorists is a bit high, and they're spread out in different locations; just us and Jazz Squad seem to be a bit short on people..."