King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

While Harlotte was desperately looking for people to target P·B, Joe Ga was receiving visitors from all over the world.

Sayyid and Prince Al-Sani arrived at Ndele inconspicuously.

After briefly reuniting with Princess Amina, Prince Al-Sani left Joe Ga with 20 million US Dollars and slipped away without fanfare.

At first, Prince Al-Sani didn't quite understand what Joe Ga had done, but as the media gradually started fermenting and the Shah Royal Family began releasing information, he realized the situation.

Hu Lang had used the incident with Princess Amina to leverage not only the media but also the Shah Royal Family.

Although Prince Al-Sani understood, he had no idea how Joe Ga had managed to strike a deal with the Shah Royal Family, a group notoriously exclusive—an agreement by a non-Arab to change their tradition seemed unimaginable.

This was a problem of information asymmetry...

Prince Al-Sani was initially unaware of the threat Prince Nayif seeking support in America posed to the Shah Royal Family, nor had he realized how determined the old Shah was to eliminate Prince Nayif.

He wanted to save his sister, but even in his wildest dreams, he had only imagined that Princess Amina would endure a few years in the impoverished and remote Central Africa until Prince Nayif was completely overthrown, allowing for her discreet relocation to a developed country.

But now the situation had changed due to global media attention. Prince Nayif, whose reputation was dragged through the mud, had gone mad.

The Shah Royal Family was even pleased to see Prince Nayif's erratic actions, as they provided an excuse to weaken his power, wealth, and influence.

It was bad enough that you lost face, but now you've pulled the rest of the Arab World's brotherhood kingdoms into the whirlwind of public opinion—it's politically correct to bring you down.

It's no exaggeration to say, P·B set himself up as a target for the Crown Prince, saving the Shah Royal Family a lot of trouble.

P·B will face a furious counterattack, but as long as P·B withstands it, the Crown Prince, whose attention has been diverted, will surely be taken down by the Shah Royal Family in one fell swoop.

To help P·B withstand this, a generous Prince Al-Sani splurged out 20 million US Dollars.

And Prince Al-Sani himself was only an invisible minor character in the entire affair, the impressive moves were actually made by the people of the Shah Intelligence Agency.

Prince Nayif, an absolute heavyweight within the Shah, not only provided Harlotte with one hundred million US Dollars of revenge funds but also tore a piece from the Shah Intelligence Agency's budget, demanding they mobilize all forces to retaliate against P·B.

The agents of the Shah Intelligence Agency, in order to stabilize the Crown Prince and prevent him from causing trouble at home, gave 20 million through Aaron to Joe Ga, making him fight himself, and demanding a 'harvest' every week to be sent to them.

They also ordered Joe Ga to ensure the safety of Princess Amina at all costs.

The Shah Royal Family's full disengagement ultimately would depend on whether Princess Amina was willing to loosen her lips in front of the media—now the scattergun blasting at everyone still hurts!

Aaron was furious when he received this news...

Who does business like this? How much have I fucking sweated blood for, to earn my money?

Joe Ga sat in his own room grinning as he watched Aaron 'rage' and still had to honestly transfer the money to him.

Thinking he had indeed earned perhaps a bit too much, he laughed heartily and said, "Buddy, this is where virtue gets aid but vice gets none. I'm straightforward in my dealings, so everyone likes me—what can I do?

This money just leaps into my pocket on its own, I'm quite helpless about it..."

Aaron, who had been swallowing sand in Niger, angrily raised his middle finger and cursed, "FUCK YOU! You shameless bastard!

You must do me a favor, or I'll forget you're a friend of mine!"

Hearing Aaron refer to him as a friend, Joe Ga was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "Tell me, as long as it's not too troublesome, I'm definitely willing to help."

Aaron was momentarily stunned, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's nothing particularly difficult. I've heard that your American branch company took on 'Witness Protection Program' business.

I want to get a spot for my wife...

Is that difficult for you?"

Joe Ga was taken aback for a moment, then realized that what Aaron wanted was not just any 'Witness Protection Program spot' but rather a means of securing a way out for his wife.

Being included in the 'Federal Witness Protection Act' wasn't just about finding witnesses a place to live; it also involved creating a full set of official documents for them.

For Aaron, none of this was difficult, but if he arranged it through his own channels, it would leave traces and clues.

But if it was done through Joe Ga, that was a different matter altogether.

Once in the Witness Protection Program, Aaron's wife would legally disappear within America's proper procedures.

The fact that he was making such arrangements indicated that he had already begun his operation.

As for the details, Joe Ga didn't want to ask; this was a desperate beast, and the impact of its struggle was difficult to predict.

Without much hesitation, Joe Ga nodded and agreed to Aaron's request.

The new company was already operational, and getting a Witness Protection spot wasn't particularly hard for him, he didn't even need to ask favors—there were ways to sort everything out legally and reasonably.

As for the fact that Aaron's wife was the young miss of the Mori Family, Joe Ga didn't care at all.

The Mori Family no longer existed, and no one knew it was his doing since the Glorious Society took the blame willingly.

Even if Aaron guessed, Joe Ga thought, he wouldn't make any moves.

By placing his wife in Joe Ga's hands, he was demonstrating greater trust in Joe Ga than in anyone else.

Seeing Joe Ga nod in agreement, Aaron seemed very pleased.

After thinking it over, he said, "Harlotte's advance payment has been deposited, and I'll organize a large shipment of light weapons to Chad.

I can allocate 20 million for you to make your own purchases, but you must give me an inventory that I can use for pricing and accounting.
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Once you've delivered those items to the designated location, my job is done."

Joe Ga looked at Aaron with a look of 'dissatisfaction' on his face and said with a laugh, "Can you stop pretending? The stuff Harlotte is bankrolling—you're making what, three times the profit?"

Just then, Joe Ga suddenly remembered something and asked, "Has the shipment of arms you sent to 'God's Armament' arrived?"

Upon hearing this, Aaron said annoyed, "Of course not, I'm fucking waiting for your notice.

Harlotte has helped the Glorious Society reach a deal with Sinaloa, and not only has Glorious Society provided arms to the anti-government militias around Central Africa, but this time they may also send over a band of Aqionghan Mercenaries to join the fight.

All those arms are piled up at your base on the Kenya border, and they've been hassling me for a while now. When are you planning to start?

How about you arrange the delivery yourself? Once the goods arrive, take a photo for proof, and I can go settle the remaining payments with the Glorious Society.

6 armored personnel carriers, 50 Hellfire Missiles, and a batch of light weapons.

Spare me this trouble! Right now, it's this Niger deal that's the real big business, and lately, I've been damn busy."

Joe Ga laughed at Aaron's frustration and retorted sarcastically, "What's so busy about flipping crude oil? You're still complaining while making money?"

Aaron wiped his face with an air of exhaustion and said "Do you think it's easy?

Do you have any idea how difficult it is to deliver the crude oil to Nigeria and then find buyers?"

Joe Ga was amused by Aaron's dramatic charade...

Ever since the town where that Australian Oil Company was located had been taken over, that company started panicking and raising alarms everywhere.

Aaron's so-called delivery of crude oil to Nigeria was not by truck, but through pipelines.

That company's people were going mad...

You seize my oil field and use my pipeline; that's bleeding me dry!

But they are helpless, the pipelines weren't theirs to begin with, and what's more ruthless about Aaron's approach is that he sold the crude at low prices to the illegal refineries within Nigeria.

There's constant media coverage tracking this issue...

Before, those guys normally siphoned oil from the pipeline, but with the deterrent power of Boko Haram and massive oil interests, Aaron managed to offload the crude oil to the countless illegal refineries, thus breaking down the whole process and getting rid of it.

Nigeria, itself troubled by unable to tackle those illegal refineries, saw some peace as Aaron's move quieted those oil rodents.

Because siphoning oil itself has costs, not only is there the threat from official crackdowns, it's also unsafe. Now with the low-priced crude provided by Aaron, those oil thieves might even be making more money.

The guy's a genius!

A genius at deflecting attention and passing the buck!

Faced with Aaron's grievances, Joe Ga decisively flipped him off and said, "You keep talking about this big-money deal, so cut the crap.

The cannon shipment is about to dock in Congo, and I'm planning to rent Russian planes to transport those cannons and shells to Niger—at 40,000 per flight, requiring at least 50 trips.

I'm going to be far more tired than you will be!"

Aaron, smiling, said, "Hu Lang, I'm managing the coup directions of Central Africa's warlords for you, so can you also give me a hand?

Those Boko Haram guys are shrewd; they don't want high-end arms, and selling them light weapons isn't profitable anymore.

I'm busting my ass flipping crude oil and can only earn a little commission.

Could you talk to the Niger military and have them move up the bombing a bit?"

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga narrowed his eyes at Aaron and said, "You bastard, you must have taken a bribe!

Who paid you? That Australian company?"

Aaron didn't deny it; he shrugged and said, "Something like that. That company's operators aren't too shabby. Their stocks have plummeted lately, so they're eager to resolve the situation.

With the United State Army base in Niger, the company's people found a few consulting firms in Washington, and then those people came to me.

I can't sit idly by; at the very least, I have to give them some reassurance."

Saying this, Aaron looked meaningfully at Joe Ga and added, "Someone's shorting that company's stock on the market, and they're having a tough time holding on. They need some good news to stimulate the market."

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga thought for a few minutes and then said, "Transfer two million to my account, like investing in a fund. I guarantee the safety of this money and an annual profit.

This is a favor for a friend; it's all I can do."

If the 'Witness Protection Program' is a last resort, then Joe Ga's promise was ensuring Aaron wouldn't lose everything.

Aaron, on the other side of the video, looking seriously at Joe Ga, muttered a few words, then said, "I don't really need it, but since we're friends...