King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Now was daytime, actually not a good time to launch an attack.

The Sri Lankan Squad, which had been lurking nearby for many days, didn't have much choice because under the circumstances, they had to ensure the safety of the enslaved farmers.

Daytime was unsuitable for special operations, but perfect for air strikes.

Because the slaves had been sent to pick cannabis, it was time for the village women to start fetching water from the river, watched by the drug dealers.

When everything was ready, 'Scorpion' dropped a smoke grenade between the village and the cannabis fields.

The moment the smoke grenade was used, it caught the attention of the drug dealers standing on the pickups.

As they started their pickups' machine guns to look for the enemy, a strange noise came from the sky.

From 'Scorpion's' perspective, after one of the two Big Beak Birds dropped its bombs, one veered off while the other continued to dive at almost the same speed as a cruise missile…

When it descended to about 500 meters, the big bird's large caliber machine guns built into its wings started firing.

'Bang, bang, bang, bang…'

The large-caliber cannons, following the Big Beak Bird's graceful movement, precisely plowed nearly 100 meters along the winding path from the village to the cannabis field.

The drug dealers stopped on the road were instantly turned into mincemeat, and several armed pickups didn't even have a chance to fire before they were shot into scrap by the machine guns, with the people inside exploding like tomatoes within, painting the cabs crimson.

Most bizarre was that when the Big Beak Bird completed its attack, the nine cruise missiles had only just hit the ground.

'Boom, boom, boom...'

A series of huge explosions sent a terrifying wave of air over the small village, and the diving Big Beak Bird gracefully flapped its wings at nearly 100 meters from the ground, riding the explosion's blast wave and soaring into the sky.

'Scorpion' was completely stunned; after over a decade of fighting, he had never seen such a level of air-ground coordination.

Because in the past, they were the main force, with helicopters playing a supporting role, but now the air force had done nearly all the work.

Looking at the stupefied slaves in the cannabis field and the village that was completely erased from the map, 'Scorpion' and 'Poison Snake' exchanged glances. Then he suddenly came to his senses, pressed the communicator, and called out, "Poison Wolf, Xiao Luo, kill the watchers near the water-fetching women, we...

Um, we, um, we gather those slaves together, clear the perimeter a bit, um, and in a little while we go in and see..."

Before 'Scorpion' could finish, he heard a rough voice shout through the radio, "This is 'Archerfish', I've used up my ammunition, I'm going back to resupply.

We'll meet in an hour, feel free to call me anytime, haha..."

The sniper 'Xiao Luo' took out a watcher and shoved the guide arranged by Father Gamorre.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Seeing the guy wide-eyed and constantly crossing himself on his chest, 'Xiao Luo' subconsciously imitated the gesture twice, then pushed him again and pointed to the water-fetching women frozen in shock, saying, "Go, get them to gather in the cannabis field.

Our boss is taking pictures from the sky, tell them to smile gladly, they are free now."

After speaking, 'Xiao Luo' stood up from his hiding place, found 'Poison Wolf' not far away, and together they looked towards the village that was flattened into the ground several hundred meters away. 'Xiao Luo' shook his head sullenly and said, "What do you think, if my bonus comes through, do we take it, or do we take it?"

'Poison Wolf' glanced at 'Xiao Luo' who was talking nonsense and coldly shook his head, remarking, "We have to trek 60 kilometers on foot with over a hundred slaves. The lack of gunfire doesn't mean we haven't fought."

While speaking, 'Poison Wolf' was at a loss for words, the stoically natured man gritted his teeth and said, "We need to talk to the boss; if he keeps wasting like this, he's going to bankrupt himself and spoil us.

We'll go back and find those jungle freaks to train with, otherwise I'm afraid I'll devolve into a patrolman."

Joe Ga controlled the scout pod's camera, collecting all the ground images until the water-fetching women and the cannabis field slaves converged and cheered under Xiao Hei's leadership. Only then did Joe Ga satisfyingly say, "Shall we return to re-arm?

Next time we'll play the role of 'Archerfish', I need some more impactful footage to show those Central Africans in Sangha Town what the new boss is made of."

'Cobra' shook his head, "We need to stay alert; an air strike of this scale could alert other enemies nearby..."

As he spoke, 'Cobra' pointed to a small road below, where four armed pickups were speeding towards 'Scorpion' and his team's location.

"You wanted some shocking footage, right? Get ready..."

Joe Ga immediately notified 'Scorpion' and his team. Before he could say another word, he felt weightless.

The fighter jet's dive gave a thrilling sensation of the heart hanging in mid-air...

Joe Ga hadn't seen 'Archerfish's' maneuvers before, but when he sat behind 'Cobra', obediently pressing the machine gun button, he realized the fighter jet could follow an S-shaped path.

The small-scale, high-speed pendulum maneuver kept the Big Beak Bird's cannons always trained on the winding dirt road. Like a living chainsaw, it plowed through the four speeding pickups, not missing a single one!

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The pickup trucks were like LEGO toys hit by a hammer, jumping and scattering pieces before becoming a barely recognizable heap of scrap metal.

Only when the Big Beak Bird ran out of its 300 rounds of ammunition and pulled up from the treetops did Joe Ga finally get a moment to catch his breath.

It was so thrilling!!

A completely different kind of excitement from fighting on the ground!

After the plane steadied, Joe Galliso sent back the footage he'd just recorded and told his assistant Lenore to find someone to edit it.

The Big Beak Bird then flew over the heads of 'Scorpion' and his men, flashing its empty belly before heading back to base to rearm and then make another run at Team B's location.

Joe Ga chose to go all out to make sure the first two shots had an impact.

In reality, there were only about a dozen drug traffickers still in bed in the village, and using nine 250kg bombs to destroy it was perhaps overkill.

But there's a saying, isn't there? Hit hard the first time, to avoid a hundred more punches!

Since he decided to kill some monkeys, he might as well do it brutally and terrifyingly, that was how to petrify those chicks.

As Joe Ga and his team were halfway back, they just happened to pass by 'Archerfish,' which had taken off again after being rearmed.

The two veteran aircraft had timed their attacks just right; now 'Archerfish' could lie in wait on its way to Team B's location and incidentally provide cover for Team C.

The advantage of fixed-wing fighters' wide control range was demonstrated to its fullest.

By the time Joe Ga's team took off again with more bombs and started their second bombing run, many people in Sangha Town had received a long edited video on their phones.

Afterwards, the big shots accompanied by armed men couldn't help but gather together. After a consultation, they chose to set off early to Sangha Mountain, already blockaded by armored vehicles.

Xiao Huang, one of the few college students in Sangha Town adept with electronic devices, and his assistants were invited by Karman to help on the mountain.

A huge white screen was erected on the clearing atop the mountain, connected to a generator, projector, and phones, and the bombing video Joe Ga had edited was played repeatedly.

As a new human byproduct of the internet age, Xiao Huang had seen far more explosive footage.

But it was almost always from movies; he had never seen live-recorded footage like this before.

He knew those planes belonged to Hu Lang, the boss who had saved his life. As the aircraft soared into the sky, Xiao Huang felt an inexplicable thrill.

He couldn't quite describe it, but that cinematic feel of military propaganda felt entirely different from the raw, visceral excitement of the bombing and strafing from this footage.

There was no blurring of graphic content; when the camera followed the cannon sweeping across an armed pickup truck, and the people inside were blown to pieces in an instant, Xiao Huang felt all his hair stand on end.

There was nothing cruel about it. It got his blood pumping, this was exactly how these non-human creatures should be dealt with!

After watching the video several times, Xiao Huang suddenly had an idea. With a mindset for continuous improvement, he added a BGM "victory" to the 50-minute-long video...

The deep rumble of the fighter jets preparing, the inspiration of their takeoff, and the exultation of the bombing; the music elevated the experience to the zenith.

Even Karman, who was always indifferent, was stirred. Jungle war veterans responsible for standing guard became restless.

Crowding behind Xiao Huang, curious to see how this lamb-like youth did it.

After watching for a long time and failing to understand, the veteran known as 'Rhino,' missing half his nose, slapped Xiao Huang's shoulder hard and said, "Make the sound louder, I like this feeling..."

Xiao Huang glanced back, then nervously nodded and increased the volume.

Compared to the terrorists he had seen before, these jungle veterans were visibly more terrifying.

Not just in appearance, but more so because of the wildness in them.

Being with them felt like being amongst wild beasts in the jungle, and over time, one would feel their bladder shrink, always feeling the urge to urinate.

With a forced laugh, Xiao Huang squeezed out of the group of veterans and approached Karman, who was relishing the big screen, and said, "Big, big brother, you agreed to meet at two in the afternoon, and it's nearly noon. Should we arrange for lunch first?"

Caught in a good mood, Karman paused, then slapped Xiao Huang on the shoulder appreciatively and said, "Skip lunch, there's a bigger show this afternoon..."

As Karman looked at Xiao Huang's somewhat pained expression, the old man let out a rare smile and said, "If you're really hungry, eat some compressed biscuits. I'm really doing this for your own good.

This is just the footage of the air raid. The afternoon will feature live footage of the soldiers, which might be a bit too intense for you, but I think you'll get used to it!"

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