King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 658 - 626: Fight Seriously Without Holding Back
Joe Ga had actually set up this test specifically for Rabbit Squad…
Last night, four special warfare squads penetrated deep into the desert and raided four villages under terrorist control.
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They killed more than twenty terrorists listed by Tubruq as high-priority targets, then, like a locomotive in the desert, they led the terrorists around in circles on their own turf before bringing the relentless fighters into a hilly area.
Then Devil Bird with her kin Hasan, trapped the terrorists in the hilly area, effectively blocking their breakout attempts.
Those four squads, essentially pre-selected for special operations, were incredibly skilled. With the assistance of aerial reconnaissance and the ability to call in drone strikes at any moment, they not only completed the high-intensity march under command but also excellently accomplished their combat missions.
To everyone's surprise, the best performance did not come from the Comet-led French SAS, nor the England-formed Goat and Hammer Squad, but the signal flag of Russia.
Silent, ferocious, with outstanding execution, they could strike wherever the command pointed.
In contrast to the English and French teams, who would always discuss better solutions based on their own observations after receiving orders.
This bunch of signal flags had no nonsense; they got straight to the job when given an order and solved issues by taking care of those causing the problems...
Two veterans of the Chechen War, leading 4 equally silent young soldiers, outperformed the English and French through more efficient and fiercer actions.
Joe Ga had not authorized bombing that area because he was waiting for Rabbit Squad.
Now, there was a Winged Dragon circling in the sky, loaded with Blue Sword 7, Hasan's team had already held all retreat paths in the hills, and the mortars were set. Taking out those terrorists would be effortless!
There's always a risk in combat, and Joe Ga hoped that Rabbit Squad could complete their first experience with an absolute advantage. That was the most help he could give Rabbit Squad.
Because once they were out of the assessment period and part of P·B's ranks, Boss Qiao could not show them any favoritism anymore.
After all, they were sponsored students, and over-indulgence would not only cause others to look down on them but also lose the purpose of 'sponsorship'.
Joe Ga had been observing them all night, and he believed that these youngsters didn't want to be looked down upon either.
But to Joe Ga's surprise, the first to respond wasn't Rabbit Squad, but the mercenary squad that caught up later, led by a guy he had seen before...
They were the ones who led Ambassador Steven out of Benghazi: 'Trigger', 'Madman', 'Hammerstrike', and 12 other soldiers he did not recognize.
"sir, if this is an additional assessment, what can we get if we win?"
Looking at 'Trigger' who spoke up, Joe Ga smiled and pulled out a pack of cigarettes to throw to him, saying, "There's no penalty for not participating.
You're asking me what I can offer, well, that depends on what you want.
Money is no issue, $5,000 per person for participating in the mission.
If you have other requests, you can state them now..."
As he spoke, Joe Ga patted the dehydrated-looking 'Trigger' on the arm and said, "I remember you are a SEAL, 'Madman' is a Ranger, and 'Hammerstrike' is from the Marine Corps Reconnaissance Unit.
You're all proficient; I suggest you rest personally since the terrorists only number 25. It's not worth so many people going over..."
Upon hearing the action only paid $5,000, 'Trigger' looked back at his buddies, and their motivation suddenly dropped.
The members of this mixed squad were actually not that young, consisting of Americans, Russians, Spaniards, Romanians, Southeast Asians...
These guys used to be skilled operatives in the mercenary business, making quite a lot of money a year.
Now, they joined P·B's recruitment because they felt they were getting older, didn't want to roam and fend for themselves, and looked for stable employment.
Given their decent capabilities but average networks, it was unrealistic to expect giants or large corporations to take them in.
For them, P·B was the best option in the mercenary industry at that time.
After 'Trigger' and his team gave up, 'Chameleon' voluntarily stepped forward...
Perhaps not quite used to the mismatch of his own status with Boss Qiao's, he spoke in English: "sir, we'll go..."
Joe Ga was indifferent to 'Chameleon's attitude and was just about to agree when the Colombians and Bolivians stood up too...
'Bullhorn', the assumed partner of 'Bomberman', covered his wounded shoulder and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll go too..."
Seeing the group of South American men barely able to stand, Joe Ga nodded with a smile and said, "I don't mind. You have two hours rest, and then you can go get your ammunition and set off.
Although it's a simple task, I still want to remind you that the enemy is real terrorists, and there is still danger in combat."
With that, Joe Ga pointed to a marquee in the distance and said, "That's the temporary command post. You can go and take a look at the situation, hear some opinions."
'Chameleon' watched Joe Ga, about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly stood at attention and called out, "Report~"
Joe Ga paused, turned back to look at 'Chameleon', and said, "Speak..."
'Chameleon' glanced around the camp then asked loudly, "Report, I want to ask, have the other four teams arrived?"
Upon hearing this, Joe Ga suddenly smiled, shook his head, pointed towards several tents not far away, and said, "They arrived more than an hour before you and are now sleeping."
As Joe Ga said this, he turned around and waved his hand, saying, "You need to hurry up; the assessments to follow are no cakewalk."
'Chameleon' wasn't entirely satisfied with Joe Ga's response; he called out again, louder this time, "Report, I want to ask what missions they were tasked with?"
Joe Ga paused his stride and without turning his head, pointed to the hills in the distance, saying, "Last night they traveled 75 kilometers, attacked four terrorist-controlled villages, killed 20 terrorists with blood on their hands, and then led those pursuing them into the hills."
'Chameleon' was stunned as he looked at the tents from which faint snoring could be heard, watching the usually arrogant P·B Xiao Hei slow his pace and close his mouth when passing by those tents...
As the leader of Rabbit Squad, 'Chameleon' finally understood the meaning behind the looks 'Crow' and 'Executioner' had when they left last night.
He was being coddled as a greenhorn, and he had been subconsciously using a training mentality to view this selection process.
This realization annoyed 'Chameleon' greatly...
Things were not as he had imagined here; if he didn't shed the 'trainee' habits quickly, it wouldn't take P·B to eliminate them—the combat missions would.
Turning back to look at his teammates, who also looked troubled, 'Chameleon' said with a heavy tone, "You guys stay back and rest..."
Saying this, 'Chameleon' found the leaders of the Colombian and Bolivian teams, discussed briefly, and then the three of them together walked toward what was referred to as 'headquarters'.
Inside 'headquarters,' there were only seven or eight people, none of whom seemed tense; each was holding a cup of coffee and staring at the screen before them.
Tony and Curry were the ones in charge of 'headquarters.' The two young men, upon seeing 'Chameleon' and his group enter, casually raised their hands to greet them and then tossed a combat plan over to the three...
'Chameleon' looked at the map captured by the drones, which marked a detailed route and the location of the enemy, furrowing his brows as he said, "Just like this?"
Tony and Curry exchanged a look, spread their hands, and said, "What else do you want? Do I need to call you a masseuse?"
'Chameleon' was taken aback by the retort but then smiled, his tone easing as he said, "Buddy, what I mean is, are we only able to enter the encirclement by following this route? What if the enemy moves?"
Upon hearing this, Tony slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, I almost forgot, the boss said as long as you guys come in from behind the enemy, that's fine. This is the route I've drawn for you, but if you don't like it, go ahead and follow your own ideas.
Just remember to turn on the friend-or-foe identification lights when the fight starts, so the drones can recognize you."
Hearing that the route wasn't mandatorily set, 'Chameleon' felt a lot more at ease. As long as he could understand the current siege setup and had the freedom to act independently, 'Chameleon' was confident he could win this fight.
Noticing Tony's lack of professionalism, 'Chameleon' stepped forward to inquire about P·B's current personnel deployment...
When he learned that P·B had already reduced the encirclement to an area of two square kilometers, he couldn't quite describe what he felt...
Is there even a need to fight?
Seeing the strange expression on 'Chameleon's' face, Tony thoughtfully clicked on the bottom left corner of 'Chameleon's' map and said, "I forgot, our boss said we can provide artillery support at any time.
Our gunners are decent, and they've all done test fires. 60mm mortars, safe distance of 50 meters, 2000 bucks per shell.
120mm mortars, safe distance of 70 meters, 5000 bucks per shell.
French Caesar 155mm howitzer, safe distance 300 meters, 15000 bucks per shell.
China's Blue Sword 7 air-to-ground missile, safe distance 40 meters, 80,000 bucks per shot.
If you need it, you can call me on the radio anytime, then provide us with the coordinates for the bombardment."
After listening, 'Chameleon' spoke with a strange expression, "We have to pay for air support out of our own pockets?"
Tony spread his hands and said, "We're a company, not a charity. You get paid for doing missions; of course, we can't fire for free.
Plus, you're still being assessed, you're not one of us yet, but things will be different when you are."
'Chameleon' looked at Tony, who wasn't being very serious, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he turned and discussed with the Colombians and Bolivians before saying to Tony, "We understand. Notify the people up front that we'll begin entry in 90 minutes; tell them to watch out for friend-or-foe identification."
As he spoke, 'Chameleon' looked at Tony and asked seriously, "Last question, what are the rules of engagement? Do we need to capture them alive?"
Tony grinned and shook his head, "Buddy, stop joking. The prison in Tubruq isn't even operational yet; why would we want prisoners?"
'Chameleon'......