Chapter 675: The Beginning of the Hurricane Rescue
Joe Ga understood what Karman meant, as the old guy had been a bit anxious ever since their last encounter with an ambush on the road.
Unable to control the outcome of the battlefield in such situations, he had no choice but to focus his efforts on training Mr. Qiao.
From the day when Team P·B was officially established, and they formed the real A-Team to enter the jungles of Africa, Karman had been verbally and practically teaching Joe Ga how to navigate through the jungle, while constantly trying to teach him how to move into the enemy's visual and shooting blind spots.
Unfortunately, due to his own deficiencies, Joe Ga felt awkward and was slow to catch on.
The intensity of the combat in early Africa wasn't very high, to be honest, given the substantial equipment advantage of P·B. Karman wasn't overly worried and took a gradual approach to training Joe Ga during their daily sparring.
This included practicing speed running, and regular combative sparring with the mediocre fighter, Mr. Qiao…
Karman never intended to turn Joe Ga into a master of combat, but rather focused mostly on observation and footwork.
Unfortunately, this old fellow was a fierce warrior but not quite a good teacher capable of tailoring his methods to the student's needs. Moreover, since Joe Ga was always busy, his progress was slow.
Now the old guy was feeling the pressure and could no longer wait for Joe Ga to learn slowly…
He knew that Joe Ga was the type whose reactions accelerated under high pressure. In the past, he hadn't thought of it, but now he realized that by limiting the conditions to a confined space and increasing the number of enemies, he could effectively enhance Joe Ga's potential.
Joe Ga had managed to take down six SEALs and two hostages in two seconds, so there was no reason he couldn't progress further.
Six enemies, specifically six top-notch SEALs, was still an exaggeration, a bit beyond human limits. Karman himself couldn't manage it; indeed, he struggled with one-on-two, let alone one-on-three scenarios.
However, Joe Ga's shooting skills were better than Karman's, so the old fellow naturally set higher demands; he thought it feasible for Joe Ga to take down four people indoors while surviving himself.
Karman didn't want to push Joe Ga to become the number one in CQB, but rather to learn to use his footwork under high pressure, instead of heroically trading shots with the enemy like in a movie.
In Karman's heart, Mr. Qiao's life was more precious than his own!
Joe Ga never refused the old guy's good intentions, but he was somewhat apprehensive about this training because getting shot really hurt…
When Joe Ga and his team appeared at the warehouse doorway, there was a loud round of applause from outside.
The attack squad had lost because they were completely annihilated, and the hostages had been accidentally killed by Mr. Qiao.
However, this did not prevent everyone from applauding, because deep down, they knew they couldn't have achieved what he did.
Maybe using the same tactics, they could reach the SEALs, but no one could manage a one-to-seven like Mr. Qiao did.
It was a superhuman performance!
If Team A garnered admiration, then Jazz Squad earned awe!
This silent signals team had performed too powerfully. They were wiped out, but their combat style was too direct and fierce.
They were also special forces, but they had discarded the complexities associated with such teams and developed a vicious approach suited for head-on combat; encountering them meant facing an instant life-threatening assault.
Such individuals were true veterans forged in high-intensity battlefields, well aware that efficiency mattered more than anything; any delay might mean encountering enemy artillery…
Joe Ga, smiling and high-fiving those around him, celebrated for a while then raised his hand and said, "I need a few volunteers to assist with my training…
Of course, this exercise must continue, and I think we can definitely do it.
Whoever can take down those SEALs in three days, I'll give them a $50,000 bonus."
The reward offered by Mr. Qiao took everyone by surprise, then a cheer followed…
The 'Trigger' group who were worried about losing face took the initiative to team up with another group of veterans and started planning their combat strategies.
The Colombian and Bolivian Squads were eager to try, ready for a relentless battle to take down those SEALs.
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Over the next few days, Joe Ga would finish his morning tasks, have lunch, then start Karman's so-called special training.
In an 8x8 meter room filled with various types of furniture, all makeshift items made of wooden boards,
Joe Ga began making his way inside…
Lacking Karman's skill and intuition, on Crow's advice, he chose this setup simulating a real room, allowing him some objects for cover.
Jazz Squad was Joe Ga's sparring team!
These guys seemed to embrace pain, each getting $200 to spar with Joe Ga all afternoon, not minding how many times they got shot.
Joe Ga was indeed exceptionally gifted, and Karman seemed to have found the way to motivate the boss…
That was by secretly removing the plates from his bulletproof vest.
Some people might become fearful due to the immense pain of being shot, but not Joe Ga. His dive training had left him with little reverence for death, and pain only made him more composed.
In just one day, Joe Ga had abandoned his Red Dead style. Instinctively, upon entering a room, his first move was now to fall and roll.