From Arms Dealer To King of War

Chapter 157: War is fought with logistics, but I don't

  Chapter 157 The war is about logistics, but I don’t

Seeing a group of black buddies with vicious appearance staring at the black buddies in charge of cooking with murderous eyes after the old cow left, Qiao Jia slightly shook his head and said to Kaman next to him: "Indeed, they are all Stinghead, you have to make them calm down."

Kaman listened, and walked over to stare at the most 'lively' Kusoa man for a few seconds. When that guy withered like a quail, Kaman nodded to the others, and then walked away Arriving at Qiaojia's side, he walked towards the table specially prepared by the old cow, and said, "They are just not used to it. If a beast wants to enter the herd, it must show its belly, or it needs to scare others."

  Joga greeted the soldiers along the way, and under the guidance of the old cow, sat down at a dining table made of logs, glanced around, and found that Dorian and Antal were coming in from outside.

Choga reached out and greeted Dorian and Antal, and asked them to come over for dinner, and then looked at Kaman and said, "What are the origins of those guys? Serbian veterans are okay, but those mercenaries They are all hard-tempered, so don't cause problems and end badly."

  Karman nodded slightly to show that he understood, and then said in a low tone: "Do you still remember the Rwandan Centuru I told you about?"

   "Remember, during the TS in Rwanda, he kidnapped a large number of doctors with 200 people and saved tens of thousands of people. How could I not remember this kind of person."

  Kaman nodded and said: "After Centuru died, his people all dispersed.

  Part of them were incorporated into a contingent by the African Union, and now Rwanda is the largest provider of peacekeeping troops to the African Union, and they are credited.

   But these people are not all, and a small number of people entered the jungle and became jungle mercenaries. Centuru died, they had no goals, and they didn't even know who they should fight for.

I am one of them. We have been to Sierra Leone, Congo, Mali, Gambia, and Central Africa. Slowly, the people in my group have almost died. I am not used to the newcomers, so I just left.

   Here are the rest, only eleven people.

  They may not be qualified soldiers, but they are real jungle warfare experts. "

  Joga couldn’t tell what it felt like to hear it. It would be incredible for Afika to have a team with ideals.

  This team was influenced by a person, and they vaguely found a little ideal and life value, but after the death of that person, they quickly lost their direction.

  A large part of the people still succumbed to reality, but they became a beneficial force, while others were completely lost.

  They can't find a direction, so they can only become mercenaries, and then follow their own ideas to find 'just' employers and fight for them.

  Kaman is the latter. He was influenced by that Centurus and felt that he should be somewhat ideal, but in the end the war brought him only poverty and confusion.

  Seeing the confused expression on Kaman's old face, Choga shook his head and said, "Don't think about it, there are some things and people that we can't figure out at all, because some greatness is born!"

   As he spoke, Qiaojia patted Old Kaman on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Since you found the people, you have to be responsible for them.

  I don’t ask about their salaries, you can give me a number when the time comes, and I can arrange it. "

  Kaman listened, and after a moment of silence, he said: "They don't need money, they need to be recognized, and they need a sense of honor.

   That's what they've been pursuing, but many of them couldn't figure out what they were doing until they died? "

   Qiaojia felt as if he had been touched a bit. Looking at those gangster-like guys at this time, his feeling was different.

   He couldn't tell what it was, anyway, those beast-like guys seemed much more pleasing to the eye.

   After pondering for a few seconds, Choga shook his head and said: "It's definitely not possible without salary, if they don't get salary, those Seville veterans will feel uncomfortable.

  20,000, 20,000 a year, let them serve as assistants to Serbian veterans, and soon the National Defense Forces in Central Africa will send people to receive training, and we also need to recruit people.

  For them to be instructors, it is not enough to have theories of Jungle War Light. It must be convincing to have such professionals come forward to speak out.

  We're on a tight schedule, and now I'm running out of money every month, and I don't have time to waste.

   Three months, after the recruits have completed basic training, we will take the initiative to fight. "

  Joga spoke louder, and the mercenaries who were eating next to him looked at each other, and then they didn't know who hammered the dining table first...

   "Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

   With the rhythmic beating, the diamond bearded 'chainsaw' suddenly stood up and shouted the company's name...

   "Strike hard~"

   "Hoo~"

  The orderly chorus made the atmosphere in the cafeteria hot, and the young blacks who were recruited by the old cows to help the cook were staring and their eyes were red with excitement, but they just didn't know what to do.

When the Serbian veterans who lined up to receive meals reminded them that they should work, they reacted and filled the bowls of all the people in line with a spoonful of beef, as if they were talking to those mercenaries. Same as fighting side by side.

The enthusiasm of the veterans was almost worn out by life, they were not as excited as those mercenaries, but under this atmosphere, they gradually straightened their waists as they walked, and the military atmosphere on their bodies gradually became stronger, as if they were eager to find back to the previous state.

  The atmosphere in the restaurant was good. When Lao Niu was under the watchful eyes of the crowd, and under the scolding of a group of mercenaries, he served Qiaojia and the others a small stove, the three oldest guys in the audience took the initiative to come over.

  Helicopter pilot 'Fat Goose', ground crew and pilot 'Wrench', air combat ace 'Cobra'.

  The three old fellows stared at the 'fat sausage' in the old cow's hand, and sat beside Qiaojia actively.

  'Fat Goose' swallowed his saliva, and said: "You don't have to wait three months if you want to fight, the plane scouts, the mercenaries confirm, and we can figure out the approximate location of the surrounding drug dealer camps in two months.

  At that time, as long as you want, we can attack at any time!

  The jungle is not very friendly to the air force, but we are sure more than enough to fight drug dealers. "

When 'Fat Goose' spoke, he didn't take his eyes off 'Fat Intestine'. He picked up a fork and inserted a piece of fat intestine into his mouth, muttering while chewing: "God bless 'Shovel' to clean it up." Yeah, last time an idiot ate a mouthful of pig dung..."

  When Qiaojia was about to say you are welcome, he was disgusted by this old guy. Now when he saw the oily, greasy and tempting large intestine, he suddenly lost his appetite.

'Fat Goose' saw that Qiao Jia and the others didn't move their chopsticks, he laughed aloud, pulled the fat intestines in front of him, and said: "Let me taste a few mouthfuls for you first, 'Shovel' is a bastard. If you want to start a small stove, remember to call me..."

   "Because you are not afraid of eating shit!"

  The oldest 'Cobra' cursed with a smile, then looked at Choga, and said, "I checked the ammunition inventory during this time, and our ammunition is too low.

   There are 1,200 rockets, 600 anti-tank missiles, only 16 cluster bombs, and only 80 aviation thermobaric bombs.

   If you really want to fight for a long time, you have to find a way to replenish ammo.

   Anti-tank missiles are a bit expensive, thermobaric shells are terrible in the jungle, but 80mm rockets are cheap, and the Serbian Air Force has a lot of old stocks from 20 years ago.

   There are also aerial bombs. If you can’t afford guided missiles, prepare more 500kg aerial bombs. You can ask your friends to find someone from the Serbian Air Force.

  I don’t know what you’re trying to do by beating up a group of drug dealers at such a high price, but I like the atmosphere here, since we’re going to fight, let’s be prepared, when our people need help, we shouldn’t let them down.

  Joga felt a headache when he heard the word 'Cobra'. He used to know that wars cost money, but he didn't know that it was so expensive.

  He still has enough light weapons and other things, but the weapons of the Air Force are a bit insufficient in comparison.

Qiao Jia took note of the cost of 'Cobra', and he decided to make a phone call to inquire about the price first. Really useless.

  Let’s just deal with it first, it’s just a bunch of drug dealers from Afika, they really can’t be regarded as the militias in Eastern Europe who can fight more than the regular army.

Compared with 'Fat Goose' and 'Cobra', the one who hit it off the most with Choga was actually 'Wrench'. The old guy smiled and took out a jug and took a sip, then looked at Choga and said, "I need manpower, It is best to have a manpower based on mechanical maintenance.

  The Central African military took advantage of you and asked them to send us 40 pickup trucks, and we used all the disassembled automatic weapon stations. "

  Joga, who is also a mechanic, nodded seriously, and said: "We definitely can't help them train soldiers for nothing, and dozens of pickup trucks can still be obtained.

   But it is not easy to recruit new mechanics. If you really have that skill, you won’t come here even if you stay in your hometown to repair cars. "

   While talking, Qiaojia looked at the slightly dissatisfied 'Wrench' and said with a smile: "You first select a few people from among the veterans to help, and when our recruitment starts, I will ask them to help with the screening.

The cultural level of Afika’s buddies is a little low, but some people’s hands-on ability is still good. We don’t have to be superstitious about academic qualifications. I graduated from a veterinary major, but my level of repairing cars is not low, and I am also good at repairing airplanes. Can toss a few times. "

  'Wrench' listened, shook his head and said: "Logistics, logistics, logistics is what fights!

  I cannot maintain so many aircraft by myself. A team is necessary to ensure that all helicopters have combat effectiveness. "

  He seemed to think of something when he said 'wrench', he shook his head and said with a smile: "I forgot that you are a self-employed person, try your best to find someone, I will try my best to ensure that there is always a helicopter and a toucan that can operate safely.

  I will install machine guns on them and improve the ammunition box. They carry a little more machine gun ammunition each time, and you may save a little money. "

  Looking at the old men who came out of the money-burning team in front of him, Qiaojia was silent for a moment, then sighed, and said: "Let's eat first, and now I hear about spending money and my brain hurts.

  Let’s fight first, you can talk about anything if you beat the drug dealer away..."

  (end of this chapter)

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