King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Joe Ga wasn't afraid of the Karman militia; although they were numerous, his side was smaller and more agile. Couldn't they just run away if they couldn't win?

The reason Joe Ga set up the mortar was to cover his retreat with it after completing the attack.

Joe Ga had never experienced real urban combat, but he had seen America's Black Hawks going down. Even America's elite Rangers had to kneel in Mogadishu when facing the brothers, as the city was filled with enemies everywhere.

The situation in Kwajok was basically a small-town version of Mogadishu; launching an attack would be like poking a hornet's nest.

Without helicopter support, Joe Ga could only seek artillery cover; if necessary, he could use artillery fire to hinder the enemy and facilitate his escape.

Of course, they didn't have professional gunners, so precision strikes with the mortar were out of the question, but the Karman's 'estate' was large enough.

When the time came, regardless of who was targeting Joe Ga, Nis and Antar in the rear could pour all the shells into the estate, where the town's militia elite were located. Blocking that point would relieve more than half of the pressure.

The 120mm mortar had absolutely enough power to give those lawless brothers a taste of their own medicine.

If they could luckily kill the Karman tribes' leader, that would be even better. That guy would do anything for a bit of petty profit; his death would prevent him from leading his tribe down a deadly path.

Joe Ga and his team set up the mortar, then 'expert' Dorian took the rangefinder and a pen and paper and began calculating.

In the end, Joe Ga, feeling that Dorian's method was unreliable, took the information about the mortar model and other details, and posted them on a domestic military forum.

Dorian thought Joe Ga was messing around, but to his surprise, within fifteen minutes, someone provided 'accurate answers'.

Watching Joe Ga, adjusting his own carefully calculated firing parameters based on the online answers, Dorian said discontentedly, "Hey, boss, I learned…"

Joe Ga made a slight adjustment to the elevation gear, then looked at Dorian with a smile, "Now I believe you learned, because this online answer differs little from your 'answer'.

For your ability to operate the artillery alone, I should give you an extra 200 dollars in salary."

When salary came up, Dorian perked up. Although the Mori Family hadn't been taken down yet, and his dream of working remained a dream, since the boss mentioned it, Dorian naturally had to ask…

"Boss, how much would you pay me if I worked for you?"

Joe Ga glanced at Dorian, smilingly said, "Antar currently gets a monthly salary of three thousand, five hundred a day during wartime.

What do you think your Leather Head should earn compared to her?"

Upon hearing this, Dorian was stunned for a moment, then tentatively asked, "How many 'wartime' days do you guys have in a year?"

Joe Ga waved his hand with a laugh, "Our team is a little different from the typical PMC companies. If you join my team, any time you take a gun out with me counts as 'wartime'."
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After listening and thinking for a bit, Dorian nodded vigorously, "I'm in, as long as you provide equipment and medical services; I don't mind if the base salary is a bit low."

With that, Dorian looked at Joe Ga and carefully said, "I'm an Assault Soldier; I go to the most dangerous places. A medical security isn't too much to ask for, right?"

Joe Ga listened, paused for a moment, then nodded seriously, "I really hadn't thought about that before, but I can tell you for sure, it's not too much!

Hey? You're an elite, how come I feel like you are quite satisfied with this kind of salary?"

Dorian spread his hands and said, "Why wouldn't I be satisfied? Base salary plus combat bonus, even if I only experience 'combat' for 5 days a month, I'd still make over $60,000 a year, tax-free. What's there to be dissatisfied about?"

"A buddy of mine went to Aqionghan to work for a military contractor. He earned a daily rate of $300 and held out for six months before an IED took his legs..."

Joe Ga, somewhat incredulous, said, "Leather Head only made $300 a day in Afghanistan?"

Dorian spread his hands and said, "What else? That's the rate for official military contracting companies. After all, most of what those big companies do over there is security work. How much do you think they'd pay a soldier patrolling the streets?"

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga exclaimed in disbelief, "Isn't there any higher-ranking mercenary work? This isn't what I've heard..."

Dorian pulled an energy bar from his pocket, took a bite, and then gestured with a few more bars to Karman.

Seeing Karman take one without hesitation and tear into it, Dorian, sitting on the ground, said with a smile, "Of course there are private mercenaries, but it's not easy for them to make big money.

The most lucrative mercenaries in the world are actually the large groups engaged in state-sponsored business.

Elite mercenary groups definitely earn money by doing the dirty work, but without reliable sources, it's practically impossible to get high-paying gigs."

After listening, Joe Ga thought it over and suddenly found it quite reasonable.

An annual salary of $100,000 is high in any country!

Of course, there are still small mercenary corps making big money, like the 'Snow Fox Mercenary Corps' that once tried to recruit Antar, but Joe Ga had no idea what kind of connections they had behind the scenes.

While they were talking, Antar had finished his reconnaissance.

"Boss, there are over twenty people in the inn, and I've found a route that's suitable for us to enter and withdraw from."

As he spoke, Antar showed his tablet to Joe Ga, then hesitated before saying, "Boss, I think if you're determined to attack, it's best to do it now.

Most of the Karman People's Militia is concentrated on both sides of that road, about a kilometer away from the inn.

If we wait for the Militia to get tired and return home, it would mean you could face unpredictable attacks during your retreat.

But if we strike now, we can use mortars to block the road and buy time. After you complete the mission, you can use vehicles to directly withdraw from the north side of the town."

Joe Ga paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "But that would make you the target of the Karman people, those guys are Militia, but they're not fools."

Antar looked Joe Ga in the eyes and said, "Boss, if your operation is fast enough, Nis and I can safely retreat to the truck, then drive to meet up with you.

We're snipers. We have ways to make those Militia hold their ground."

While Joe Ga hesitated, Dorian, looking at the detailed route marked on the tablet, clapped his hands and said, "It's doable. There's no one around this route, we can sneak in quietly. I know the Mori Family well, and I'm familiar with their security arrangements.

Based on the combat power you displayed this afternoon, three minutes, just listen to my commands, and in no more than three minutes, we can eliminate them, grab the car, and retreat."

As he spoke, Dorian looked at Joe Ga seriously and said, "Those security guards are just hitmen and bodyguards for a gang. Some may have military training, but their gear is far inferior to ours.

We have night vision equipment. As long as we cut the power to the inn, we can completely dominate the situation."