From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 160 The start of the war is so unprepared

  Kaman glanced at Qiaojia's noodles, then compared it with his own beef offal soup, rushed out very unhappy, grabbed the old cow by the neck, and asked for an extra bowl of noodles for himself.

  After doing it again, he said with a smile: "It's okay, those jungle veterans set up a small camp outside.

  In the past few months, they have been there with the Serbians to accompany the mercenaries in exercises, and the loser is responsible for washing the winner's clothes. "

   As Kaman glanced at the jumping mercenaries, he said with a smile: "These guys have been washing clothes for two months..."

  Joga heard this, and said with interest: "The mercenaries didn't win a game?"

  Kaman glanced at those vicious jungle veterans, and said with a smile: "When you want to go to someone's house to kill someone, you must first be familiar with it.

   Without the help of live ammunition, hunting knives and headless bows and arrows alone, they will never be able to defeat those guys. "

Speaking of which, Kaman probably knew what Choga wanted to say, he shook his head and said: "If you want to train, you don't have to hit the wall like those guys. In a few days, I will call the jungle veterans and take you into the jungle together. Some things must You can only learn it after you have seen it on the spot.

   Up to 15 days, you have the capital to survive in the jungle. "

  Since undergoing diving training, Qiaojia has always felt that his condition is getting better and better, breaking through the dual limits of physiology and heart, making him look like he has been completely reborn.

  He is now not only confident, but also has a strong desire to enhance himself.

There is nothing better than this base. Compared with the South African training camp that Dorian once said, although the facilities of this base are not complete, a group of strong people from all over the world have gathered here. Training is not only stimulating but also a lot of different styles can be learned.

  Of course, adapting to the jungle is the first step, and there is no better guide than Old Kaman!

   After a delicious breakfast, Qiaojia took two pickup trucks out from the ground staff "Wrench", and then the six of them divided into two cars and drove onto a dirt road with Lao Niu's two trucks.

  Sitting on the co-pilot of the car, looking at the forest on both sides, Qiaojia said with satisfaction: "The road repair is not bad, but I have to find someone to lay some stones later, otherwise it will be over in the rainy season."

  Kaman, who was driving, glanced sideways at Choga and said, "As long as we show the ability to kill drug dealers, we can get people from the surrounding towns to help us build roads.

  It is very poor here, but there is still no shortage of basic building materials.

   If you can get cement from Bangassou, maybe we can build a cement road.

   When the time comes, connect the road with your mine, and the appearance here will be different. "

   Qiaojia heard this, and said curiously: "I didn't expect you to be more caring than me. I thought you were desperately trying to push me here because the minerals are valuable."

  Kaman looked ahead, and said in a low tone: "How can selling mines be more profitable than selling guns?

   It’s just that I think you’re a little different from other people, boss, you seem to prefer meaningful money…”

   Qiaojia nodded as a matter of course and said: "Of course, there is no such sense of accomplishment in selling death as it is now.

  I'm not even sure if I can succeed, but I think this career is worth all my energy. "

As he spoke, Qiaojia snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Look, war, death, becoming stronger, excitement, sense of accomplishment, all of these are quite a few, and I still think I'm a pretty good person, how good is that? "

  Kaman listened, nodded seriously and said: "I don't quite understand the feeling you said, because I have been not sober all my life, but you are different.

  Boss, you have to go on. I think you can do something. I can't tell you what it is, but I think you can do something that Centurus can't do. "

   Kaman's tone was a little heavy, so Choga didn't answer his words.

  He didn't know how to respond, because his best fantasies about the future had nothing to do with 'greatness'.

   Not promising what he can't do is a habit that Qiaojia has developed since childhood.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit silent for a while. After ten minutes, Niss, who was sitting in the back seat, hesitated for a long time. She leaned over and patted Qiaojia's arm, and then said unnaturally: "Whatever you want to do , I support you!"

   Qiaojia was stunned for a moment, then laughed, nodded and said: "Then just wait, sooner or later I will buy a paradise-like island and build a big house there, and then I will let you enjoy the treatment of local tyrants."

  Nice suddenly blushed, and then retreated to the back seat holding her gun, but she didn't know what she was thinking, but the curvature of her mouth betrayed her mood at this time.

  Joga didn’t feel it at all, but Kaman saw Nice’s expression in the rearview mirror, and the old guy gave a strange smile and said, “I saw a beautiful sea in Equatorial Guinea.

  Boss, you can give it a try, as long as you want, I can bring a few people to help you **** an island.

   There are many pirates in the Gulf of Guinea, kill them and you will have your own territory. "

  Old Kaman's murderous words made Qiaojia withdraw from the beautiful enjoyment, he shook his head and said with a smile: "Can we pursue something?

  The Mediterranean can’t afford it, can’t the Caribbean? If you can't, go to Southeast Asia, Thailand and the Philippines are also good.

  Dude, what I want is a place like heaven, where there are no wars! "

  Karman listened, pondered for a few seconds and said: "When the enemy is dead, there will be no war, and there will be heaven!"

  Joga was amused by Kaman. This old guy seems to be practical, but in fact all his thoughts are in Afika.

  He just doesn’t want to leave Afica. His son has been away for half a year, and he doesn’t even like to make phone calls because he doesn’t like Italy, so he is worried that if he runs away, he will not get used to it if he goes to other places.

   Having worked so hard to get to this point, Qiaojia didn't know what to say.

  But after doing this, the atmosphere in the car is much better.

  The three talked and laughed after driving for more than two hours, and finally saw the fork in the road ahead.

  However, when approaching the fork in the road, the leading truck stopped, and four jungle veterans jumped out of the truck, waving their hands to signal the cars behind to stop, and then they walked forward vigilantly with AK74U short burst rifles.

  Lao Niu and Tony got out of the second car in full armor, and while signaling the canteen worker in the car to get off the car and hide in the jungle on both sides, they followed a few jungle veterans.

   Qiaojia and Kaman looked at each other, quickly got out of the car with a gun and opened the door, caught up with Lao Niu, and asked vigilantly: "What happened?"

   Lao Niu looked at the location of the fork in the distance and said, "I don't know, I used to pass here every week, and this is the place where I agreed to trade vegetables with several nearby villages.

  Now there are not only peasants there, but also armed men…”

   As he spoke, the old cow squinted his eyes and looked at it, then took a deep breath and said, "Someone is injured."

   Needless to say, Qiaojia also saw it. There were a lot of vegetables ready to be traded piled up on the open space at the edge of the fork, and there were a few unidentifiable prey.

  Dozens of black buddies who look like farmers are crying loudly around a group of armed men with guns.

  The militants looked very miserable. Only seven or eight of them could stand upright and push the crying farmers with guns. The rest of them were lying on the ground, bleeding all over the place.

The appearance of the convoy made the militants very excited. Facing the several jungle veterans who were pushing forward, the militants began to dance and shout something. Unfortunately, Qiaojia could not understand the local language and did not know what happened. …

When Nice and Antal behind sent a letter to indicate that the sniper point had been established, Choga glanced at Kaman who was frowning, then nodded to Dorian and Ayu, and squeezed the old cow behind him and walked quickly To the chaotic crowd.

The jungle veteran who was negotiating with the militants, one of the guys with half of his nose suddenly exploded when Choga and the others approached, knocked down an militant with his fist, and then roared and kicked a guy who wanted to point a gun at him. his guy...

  As soon as Qiaojia started the incident became intensified, he immediately raised his rifle and approached slowly, while shouting loudly: "Put down the guns, put down the guns..."

  Kaman pushed Ayou to signal her to pull to the side and use the machine gun as a guard, and then centered himself, allowing Dorian and Choja to pull apart naturally, putting himself in the most dangerous position.

  The four of them drew a distance horizontally, and slowly leaned forward with their guns raised.

Probably because he heard the boss's yell, the furious half-nose roared angrily, knocked down a panicked militant again, and then took the lead in putting away the short burst rifle, and said loudly to those panicked guys in the local language few words...

When Qiaojia and the others approached, the half-nosed man came over with an angry expression on his face. He first glanced at the expressionless Kaman, then hesitated for a while, bowed his head and walked in front of Qiaojia, saying: "Boss, someone A nearby village was attacked, and these men were supposed to stay there to protect the villagers, but they fled."

  Joga glanced at the tattered armed men, frowned and said, "Do you know who did it?"

When Qiaojia was speaking, a middle-aged black man in a worn-out shirt and with a neat beard pushed away the crowd, rushed all the way to about ten meters in front of Qiaojia and the others, and shouted at the old cow: "Shovel, save me!" In our village, these guys have escaped, and those people will kill everyone in the village!"

Speaking of the middle-aged black man who saw the slightly moved old cow, he knelt on the ground with his hands clasped, and prayed loudly with tears, "Save our family, save our children, they shouldn't be caught in the jungle. "

  Joga did not expect to encounter such a situation on the first day he came out. He frowned and looked at Kaman, and said in a deep voice, "Is the attacker a drug dealer?"

   Kaman was silent for a while, and said: "I don't know if I haven't seen it, but many jungle guerrillas are no different from drug dealers..."

   Qiaojia glanced at the angry jungle veterans and the old cow with a look of unbearable expression. He walked up to the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice, "How far is your village from here?"

  The middle-aged man realized at this time that Qiaojia was the leader. He put his hands on his chest and said in a trembling voice with a painful expression: "It's just to the south, and it takes 2 hours to walk."

  Joga nodded, walked behind Ayou, picked up the communicator from the radio, dialed it and said: "Wrench, I need a helicopter, fully armed..."

  (end of this chapter)