From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 1083 Greetings Thousands of Miles Away

  Boss Joe is going to attack an Iranian volunteer camp...

  The matter of the anti-aircraft missile shooting down the Rainbow 4B was all directed and performed by the Shah himself, in order to have an excuse to launch two heavy Griffin cruise missiles at a specific location.

   That Sumani has been operating around Iraq...

  Sumani tried to reach out to the Iraqi high-level, but Choga tolerated him.

  Because Iraq's political bias does not have much influence on him, as long as those big corrupt officials still want to get money, they must respect Boss Joe.

  Sumani tried to expand his influence in Iraq, and took advantage of the geographical advantages to import Iranian materials into Iraq to squeeze P·B's interests in Iraq, and Choja also tolerated him.

  Because Iran’s materials are compared with Boss Joe’s, even if Boss Joe’s side has an extra shipping fee, it is much more cost-effective than theirs.

  But this Sumani has threatened the ‘professor’ with Syria’s arms purchase orders before, and now he is cooperating with Wagner and wants to use Russia to stir up trouble for himself, so he can’t bear it...

  The Shah Intelligence Bureau is not all waste, they still have an understanding of the Iranians operating in Yemen.

  The geographic coordinates were provided by the Shah Intelligence Agency, and Rainbow 4B was also provided by them. These guys are eager to blow up those Iranians to the sky.

  6 1,000-kilogram heavy griffins, not to mention a camp, even a mountain will be blown up for you!

  Boss Joe invested so much firepower to express his dissatisfaction to Sumani in the air!

   This is telling Sumani, if you trouble me again, I will use similar means to respond to you...

  The Hussein armed forces are quite capable of fighting, but for the current P·B, these muddy legs are really nothing!

  6 rounds of heavy Griffin began to glide from an altitude of 10,000 meters. After flying a distance of nearly 100 kilometers, the rocket propeller at the tail started to work...

  The orange flame eruption caused the bomb to enter the supersonic state within a few seconds, and rushed towards the intended target with a terrifying sound wave.

   "Boom boom boom..."

   "Boom boom boom..."

Six rounds of heavy bombs accurately plunged into a camp located in a valley. The violent explosion brought up soaring smoke and dust, and the mountains on both sides collapsed. A camp carefully set up by the Iranians disappeared...

  Boss Joe picked up his mobile phone and glanced at the image taken by Shah's side with the drone. He nodded with a smile, pressed a few times on the mobile phone, and sent the image.

   "Devil Bird, how do you feel now?"

   "No feeling because I can't see anything..."

   "Then let's go down and have a look, the Griffin-1 team is almost here, let's leave it to them here.

  Let's go to the north to see, the airborne troops there have already landed, I still have 16 small flying arrows, I can provide them with a little support..."

  …………

  In a shisha bar in Baghdad, Iraq, Sumani is meeting with an official from the Iraqi Prime Minister's Office...

   Just as the two were chatting happily, a bodyguard with an automatic rifle on his back walked to Sumani's side with a serious face and a mobile phone.

  Sumani is a very particular person. Instead of looking at his phone, he frowned and glanced at his impolite subordinate, then smiled and apologized to the Iraqi official on the opposite side, and then looked down at the phone...

  Looking at the bombing screen on the phone, Sumani's pupils shrank for a moment, then he stood up suddenly and straightened his clothes, and said to the opposite officer, "I'm sorry, I have some urgent matters to deal with..."

  The official from the Prime Minister's Office stood up and said with a smile: "It's okay, we can talk about business slowly. The situation in Iraq is very good now. In fact, we are not in a hurry..."

  Sumani paused, turned his head to look at the officials in the Prime Minister's Office, and said, "My brother, it is not a wise decision to put all the country's funds and material lifelines in the hands of one person."

  The chubby official of the Prime Minister’s Office said with a smile: “We haven’t seen any problems yet, after all, money must be circulated in the bank.

  The reputation of Jackal must be better than those of other banks in the United States or Europe, because he is the one who understands our needs best. "

   As the official looked at Sumani's slightly stiff expression, he smiled and said: "Iraq is now waiting to be rebuilt!

  The Jackal sent us a smooth material channel, and attracted investment from the UAE, which helped us stabilize the Kurds by the way.

   Of course we are willing to stand on the side of the brotherly government, but we need peace and development more now!

  14 years, from the outbreak of the war in 2003 to this year is the fourteenth year!

  We want to catch our breath..."

  Sumani's eyes flickered for a moment, then he nodded politely, turned around and left the shisha hall...

  After getting in the car, he pulled out the calling card in the phone, broke it, threw it out of the window, and said to the assistant beside him, "How many people know this number?"

  The assistant took out a tablet computer to check, and said: "General, this is the number you contacted the Iraqi government officials. There are 19 people you know. Do you need me to arrange someone to check?"

  Sumani closed his eyes and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I underestimated the jackal...

  Notify the people of the Iranian Intelligence Agency to cooperate fully with that Baia..."

  As soon as the assistant heard this, he said in shock: "Cooperation? That guy just killed more than 300 of us..."

  Sumani nodded slightly and said: "Cooperation!

   Jackal is warning me, I need to find a suitable time to talk to him!

  The location of Yemen is very important. I need to fight for a proper identity for the Houthi armed forces, rather than let them become the target of being attacked. "

  The assistant heard this, and said helplessly: "Then let's forget it?"

  Sumani sneered and shook his head, "Forget it? No...

  Notify our people to use rockets to attack the US warships docked off Damascus according to the plan...

  The rockets that flowed from Iraq into Syria were sponsored by the United States to the Iraqi government forces.

  They'll find the owner of these bazookas!

  The short-sighted guys in Iraq need enough pressure to move closer to us! "

  Speaking of Sumani, he folded his arms and leaned on the seat, muttering to himself: "The battle in Yemen should have started...

  Can P·B really win Mukalla?

  There were nearly 5,000 soldiers in there…”

  …………

   "Boom"

  A 105-caliber shell hit a small building, pierced through the outer wall of the second floor and exploded inside...

  As a heavy firepower point outside the seafood market misfired, four armored vehicles equipped with large-caliber machine guns began to advance rapidly...

   "Bang bang bang bang..."

  As the armored vehicles fired, large holes appeared one after another on the outer walls of the buildings surrounding the seafood market.

   Several guys who were obviously mercenaries escaped from the back of the building, and then walked through the seafood market...

   "RPG, we need RPG..."

  Amidst the roars of several people, several RPGs shot out from the market, but unfortunately, because the distance was not calculated properly, the rockets were too crooked.

  After the four armored vehicles discovered that the enemy had an RPG, they did not immediately choose to speed up and flee. Instead, they pulled away to the left and right, bombarded the market with large-caliber machine guns, and waited for something...

  At this time, a vehicle carrying a 107 rocket launcher at the rear adjusted the angle of the rocket pod through the report from the front...

   "6 rockets, fire~"

  As the rockets exploded in the market, the last will of the people inside was disintegrated...

   "Retreat, we retreat, we were deceived, this is not a law and order war at all..."

   Just as the people in the market were about to retreat to the interior of Mukalla city with their equipment, several 120mm mortars landed inside the market...

  'Boom boom boom...'

   "Car No. 3 and No. 4 confirm the victory, others block the roads on both sides..."

  After the two vehicle-mounted mortars were fired, they began to shift their orientation, aiming the direction of the muzzle at the inner side of the pier close to the city...

   "I found an enemy American tank and requested air support..."

   "The Griffin team received it, confirmed the target, the blue sword 7 shot, fire~"

  …………

  Naz, the terrorist leader inside the city of Mukalla, smashed a water glass, then took another look at the mobile phone with no signal, and roared angrily: "Why is this happening?"

   These terrorists never expected this to happen, they had never seen this kind of organized fighting.

   It took nearly 4 hours for all the synthetic battalions to land, but after the second batch of synthetic battalions landed, the first batch of armored vehicles launched a fierce attack on the dock.

  Al Qaeda has tanks captured from the Shah, armored vehicles, and armed Humvees, but in the face of an efficient synthetic battalion, these fragmented armored targets cannot form effective combat power at all.

The vehicle-mounted detection radar of the Synthetic Battalion and the unmanned airship in the air form a monitoring network without dead ends. When facing armored targets, the two sides often do not need to face each other at all. A vehicle-mounted anti-tank missile or a Blue Sword 7 can easily solve the opponent.

  We all know that the synthetic battalion is the main force, but the terrorists never imagined that the synthetic battalion would be so terrifying when the air force cooperates with it.

  The advertising mercenaries of the major arms companies seized most of the media resources in the final stage.

   This creates an illusion for Al Qaeda, as if those well-equipped advertising mercenaries are the protagonists this time, and Mukalla is just a new security battlefield, right?

   But the reality is that terrorists are so wrong...

  P·B never thought of fighting a symmetrical war with them.

  Boss Joe released most of the information, except for the anti-radiation missiles and rocket launchers.

  Anti-radiation missiles knocked out Al Qaeda's air defense forces, and those rockets that didn't disembark at all for display opened a road for the synthetic battalion to land for the first time.

  Follow-up, when the 8 Griffin-1s arrive, there will be no suspense in the ground battle...

  Scattered resistance still exists, but the divided peripheral heavy troops cannot be organized at all, and their combat effectiveness is out of the question.

   What's more interesting is that the synthetic battalion that landed didn't even consider entering the city...

  Their main goal is to block the road near the pier and assist the follow-up synthesis battalion to land.

   Then completely surround the city of Mukalla, and then those advertising mercenaries will be able to play their usefulness...

   At that time, here will be another Mosul. Boss Joe will integrate the wishes of the outside world and Yemeni locals through live broadcasting war and splashing sincerity here!

  (end of this chapter)