King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 759 - 694 The Greatly Changed Mosul Base
759: Chapter 694: The Greatly Changed Mosul Base
759 -694: The Greatly Changed Mosul Base
Joe Ga’s first stop on his return journey was Mosul…
To ensure safety, Dorian chose to travel at night, arriving in Mosul around 7 a.m.
When Joe Ga rubbed his eyes and got out of the car, he discovered that the Mosul base had undergone significant changes in just a little over a month since he left.
‘Ding Ding’ was indeed an anti-human management system; anyone who obtained system management privileges naturally and involuntarily increased the work efficiency of their subordinates…
Due to the digital online reporting model, management personnel were greatly detached from the frontline.
Those who sat in front of computers completing their tasks by reading daily reports would subconsciously neglect the difficulties on the ground, along with various uncertainties.
They would then set some KPIs that were so absurd they could make you curse their mothers.
The habitually lazy mercenaries were run ragged by a bunch of capitalists, cursing while working nine to nine and earning high bonuses and subsidies.
The previously messy base, as well as the barracks that the mercenaries complained about, had disappeared.
In their place were the clean and tidy roads cleaned by the soldiers who made mistakes, and rows of new, white, fresh dormitories.
Seeing ‘Giant Infrastructure’ spray-painted on the walls of those new dormitories, Joe Ga knew that Old Zhu, who had made a fortune in Central Africa, had also extended his greedy hands to Iraq.
His prefabricated housing project, hit by Joe Ga’s complex buildings, had issues with production not matching sales.
Now, the easing situation in Iraq relieved his sales pressure.
A clean, tidy prefab that could accommodate six people, complete with air conditioning, a refrigerator, and a separate restroom, cost only 4000 US dollars.
Old Zhu still earned an extra 1000 for each unit.
The moment these units arrived, they were highly sought after by the soldiers.
Not only did the mercenaries like them, but the Iraqi government forces were also extremely fond of them.
Don’t be fooled by the untidy appearance of the government troops; Arab people naturally love things that are white and shiny.
Living in such houses, being able to take a hot shower for a few minutes each day, could boost their morale by 10%.
Now, with various matters in the south progressing actively, the Iraqi Government boldly increased the logistics budget by twofold in an instant.
After all, the oil is underground and they don’t have to lift a finger to extract it; all they have to do is allocate the digits in the bank and spend them in the right places.
The structure of Earth’s industries ensures that some countries are naturally blessed!
Once upon a time, Iraq was a country with free medical care, housing distribution, low oil prices, and excellent welfare benefits.
Though battered now, as long as it can stabilize and the government doesn’t screw up, and if the people can have some soup while the government feasts on meat, Iraq naturally ought to be one of the happiest countries in the world.
Now, a group of life-risking Iraqi government soldiers drooling over prefab homes costing a few thousand dollars couldn’t help but make Joe Ga feel a pang of empathy for them.
Unconsciously, the area of Joe Ga’s military base had expanded greatly.
The original simple fence was demolished, replaced by a double layer of 4-meter-tall electrified wire fences.
The excess bricks weren’t wasted; they were requisitioned by the cooking squad, who hired local workers to build several large and sturdy canteens.
Now, everyone knows the fighting will continue, and no one knows exactly when it will end.
But mercenaries don’t care about that.
Given the current situation, they’d prefer the war to continue indefinitely.
There are unmanned airships on duty all-day overhead; any working mercenary can request intelligence resources.
Sometimes, when they have free time, they can even chat with the Kurdish ladies monitoring the cameras.
If you can’t manage a one-way transparent battlefield, and in real danger, you could even request artillery or aerial support.
What more is there to say?
Earning the money that comes with risking your life, naturally, it’s best to earn as much as possible at once.
For strategic reasons, P·B is also making long-term preparations.
The cooking squad is of utmost importance to Iraq’s grand strategy; they naturally need to prepare in advance.
With the task of fortifying the canteen and improving living conditions for the cooking soldiers now essentially complete, the next phase is long-term warfare.
The northern battles are no longer confined to within Mosul City.
As the Kurdish forces began to exert their strength after shedding the threat from Turkey, most cities in northern Iraq started enforcement and cleanup operations.
CACI, responsible for intelligence, has made a killing.
They’ve sprinkled intelligence operatives across northern cities.
Assisting the local government, they began collecting information on terrorists.
Then, with the aid of drones, they launched round after round of crackdowns.
Along the way, they also helped local military and police with professional training and swindled them into purchasing new equipment.
These were all extra contracts, and they made a killing!
Unfortunately, this high-intensity crackdown only lasted for about half a month before it was secretly halted by NATO.
The goddamn efficiency of these mercenaries was even higher than the regular NATO forces back in the day!
It wasn’t just a slap in the face; more seriously, this approach hastened ISIS’s retaliatory actions following those in London…
America suffered first after the bloody battle in London, not many days later, an attack occurred in Florida…
A luxurious nightclub suffered a terrorist attack late at night.
Fifty-seven people died; the number of injuries reached 300, and this figure was still rising as the rescue efforts continued to progress.
As Joe Ga walked into the canteen, the TV inside was broadcasting the news…
Seeing ‘Potato’ Tony clenching his fists and breathing heavily, glaring at the TV as if he wished he could take the place of those Florida cops, Joe Ga went up and patted Tony on the shoulder, saying, “Potato, get us some good food…”
When Tony saw that the boss was back, he was first surprised, then said with red eyes, “Boss, we shouldn’t stop.
We should exterminate all those ISIS bastards.”
Joe Ga couldn’t explain the issue to Tony; until the three dirty bombs from ISIS were found, massive action was unrealistic.
Glancing at the dreadful situation on the TV, Joe Ga slightly shook his head and said, “‘Potato’, killing won’t stop the attacks, we are not saviors, we can only do what’s within our capability…”
As Joe Ga spoke, a sudden explosion transmitted from the TV…
Everyone jumped at the noise, then let out cries of shock at the live feed from the helicopter…
The underground luxury nightclub had experienced a violent explosion, with large amounts of fire and smoke billowing out from windows level with the ground…
The reporter broadcasting from the helicopter cried out in shock, then with a choked voice wailed, “Just now, two teams of HRT went in, and the surrounding police were affected…
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The scene on the TV was chaotic, but Joe Ga knew this was the result after Aaron’s warning.
The fact that the HRT could appear at the site of the incident in no time and engage in fierce battles with the terrorists proved they were not unprepared.
However, it was proven that when your opponent is lurking inside your country and acting without regard for their own life, the outcome would be devastating.
The dirty bomb was like a sword hanging over America’s head; until it was found, these continuous bleeding operations would keep going.
Americans were adept at creating chaos in other countries, but when they themselves suffered terrorist attacks, civilians in America did not behave any better than those in other countries.
Joe Ga was not at the scene of the accident, but the images broadcasted from the TV helicopter showed the central part of Miami City in chaos due to the terrorist attack.
Joe Ga was not sure how much damage the chaos would cause, but he knew that Aaron had now seized the key to a legitimate comeback…
Such continuous operations would unprecedentedly increase the status of Aaron, the sole undercover agent within ISIS.
To find the dirty bombs, they would make various promises to Aaron that were beyond imagination in the past.
When the live TV broadcast interrupted due to the cameraman’s ‘mistake’, the American mercenaries in the cafeteria cursed in dissatisfaction.
Simultaneously, many higher-ups of mercenary groups received phone calls…
As Joe Ga was about to console the angry Tony, Dorian approached with a satellite phone and said, “Boss, Steven’s on the line…”
Joe Ga frowned and took the phone…
“Hu Lang, you’re aware of the attack in Florida?
The Pentagon has asked us to halt all military operations for now as they’re discussing strategies…”
Upon hearing this, Joe Ga frowned and said, “What are they planning to do?
Showing weakness now is telling ISIS that their attacks are effective!
Launching an attack on the scale of the one in Florida requires unprecedented manpower, resources, and money.
This very fact proves our actions are effective, and ISIS is in panic…”
Steven said solemnly, “I think the same, but the occupant of the White House needs a breathing room; that guy doesn’t want to risk great political danger when he is about to leave office.
Someone sent a warning to the Pentagon; the next attack could occur in New Jersey.
Everyone is very tense right now; they hope we temporarily stop pressuring ISIS.”
Speaking, Steven’s voice grew heavy, “Hu Lang, if they can launch terrorist attacks in America, then it indicates that they might have already smuggled dirty bombs into America…”
Joe Ga instantly understood the current situation.
After all, everyone knew that the possibility of ISIS detonating a dirty bomb was not high.
They had their own territory; carrying out terror attacks of that magnitude would provoke a global retaliation against them.
That thing was a last resort!
It was now clear that the people in America were distracted by the election and couldn’t patiently assess ISIS’s psychological bottom line.
They needed a smooth transition.
The black guy saw the hope of party transition, so he opted for a temporary compromise.
A fight was still inevitable, but they would most likely pick some small-time crooks to take the fall, to soothe the panicked domestic public.
Some shameless ones might jump out to lead the rhythm, creating a public opinion to divert attention while stirring racial conflicts and then pull in votes for themselves.
If Eric knew what Joe Ga was currently thinking, he would certainly jump out and applaud his boss, as his chosen candidate was doing exactly that…
Donald Depp, invited to the TV studio, talked at length in front of all American viewers about race, religion, America first…
Princess Amina, equally invited, had enough of the chatterbox, thrust a middle finger in his face, spat a mouthful of saliva on him angrily, and stormed off.
In all fairness, Eric, a former Democratic elite politician—and most of the upper class—at that moment also thought that the loudmouthed catfish had gone crazy.
But the subsequent public opinion poll slapped everyone in the face.
Then Eric, torn between love and hate, found Bannon and stuffed him into the loudmouthed catfish’s campaign team, handing over a substantial amount of campaign funds.
At that point, Eric also realized that the guy wasn’t very reliable.
With the mindset of not walking on one leg, he supported him while under Thompson’s remote instructions, started to integrate that ‘Heinz’ debt list.
This was the foundation from which the boss would stand in the future!
The president might change, the Secretary of Defense could be sacked at any time, but those core officers would not be easily shaken!
