King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 1861 - 1539: Technical Apprehension

Odessa City Center Cecil Hotel...

This hotel is in a prime location with very convenient public and rail transportation around it.

However, at this moment, the hotel is surrounded by forty Hummer vehicles with mounted machine guns, accompanied by four outrageously expensive ’Boxer’ infantry fighting vehicles, completely blocking off the area around the hotel.

The exorbitant price tag of the ’Boxer’ infantry fighting vehicle is justified. Four were sent from Germany to Igor as an ’endorsement fee,’ equipped with a fully automatic turret on top...

The modular turret internally integrates a 30mm large-caliber autocannon, two anti-tank missiles, a 12.7mm machine gun, and a bunch of smoke grenade launchers surrounding it.

With a total weight of thirty tons, the Boxer cannot be transported by ordinary cargo aircraft; only those super-large transport planes can carry them around the world.

The heavy weight naturally also means strong defense, coupled with its advanced internal electronic system, this thing is the high-profile stud on the battlefield, and whoever sees it must bow their heads.

Joe Ga rested for a day at the port camp, coordinating various issues within the camp and conveniently settling a group of Cossack gentlemen who had rushed over from the Syrian Base. Only then did he suddenly ’remember’ that he had a hotel...

Then, after various urgings, he drove over to see what was happening in his hotel. Who dared to ’steal’ in his hotel?

When Joe Ga got out of the car, he saw a group of young Ukrainians holding their phones, continuously taking pictures of the intimidating Boxer...

He stepped out of the car and, under Ayu’s escort, walked to the hotel entrance. Seeing two masked Golden Eagles guarding the hotel door with guns, he frowned and said, "This is our own turf, you are P·B soldiers now, why the sneaky behavior?"

Saying this, Joe Ga reached out and patted the Lion Head Armband on the soldier and laughed, "Your families are either in Greece or in Central Africa. You’re doing the right thing, so why worry?"

After listening, the soldier reached out and lifted the stifling mask, earnestly saying, "We are seen as rebels to Ukraine. We just didn’t want to make it difficult for you, but thank you, boss!"

Joe Ga turned around and glanced at those youngsters who were excitedly discussing with their phones out, shaking his head in displeasure, "Move the Boxer away a bit. If these guys want to shoot, charge them and let them tour.

Then arrange for someone to convert the earnings into bread or something, distribute it to those who can’t afford a meal."

Saying this, Joe Ga glanced at the Boxer with a bit of disdain and said, "These things cost 10 million USD each, probably won’t see the battlefield.

Arrange a few people to drive them around the city occasionally, make some extra money while letting the entire Odessa know they can turn to us if they have issues."

The guard soldier froze for a moment; he didn’t quite understand why the boss didn’t like such advanced infantry fighting vehicles...

However, ’Golden Eagles returning to Ukraine and reassuming their soldier duties’ really made them quite excited.

"Yes sir!"

Watching a few soldiers with heavily accented English accept the command, Joe Ga glanced again at those expensive big toys, shook his head, and stepped into the hotel entrance.

Honestly, Joe Ga never really liked the Boxer from the bottom of his heart...

It’s not that he doesn’t like advanced stuff, but this thing is just too expensive with high recognition, and the market possession is so low that he can’t even squeeze out a few for his own use conveniently.

Moreover, this thing sounds impressively powerful, but the combat environment is restricted, and not enough in quantity, it simply won’t be widely useful.

In urban warfare, it is easy to be ambushed; going into the wild, its firepower is not fierce enough, and the excessive weight also results in average off-road capability...

This thing is a big toy created by Germans summarizing past NATO security warfare experiences, usable only for urban street battles, and it will still fail when confronted with anti-tank missiles and armor-piercing rockets!

Because in its initial design, it was never considered for easy deployment, due to size and weight, the strategic deployment ability of ’Boxer’ is severely limited.

These infantry fighting vehicles, if not in scale, the firepower provided by three to five of them is essentially useless in the vast battlefield of Russia-Ukraine.

Calling this thing a self-congratulatory big toy is, of course, not objective. Its performance is indeed superior, and the modular vehicle concept is understood well by the Germans.

Once production ramps up, that annoying price will swiftly decline.

But the reality is, detached from NATO’s security battle mode, without strategic transport capability, these big toys can only be used for urban defense.

Plus, with so many precision instruments, maintenance and upkeep are particularly troublesome.

The so-called modularization isn’t for anyone to casually lift the vehicle and change the turret and internal modules; it still requires factory return, and its combat cost-effectiveness is too low.

With that money, France’s VBCI digital wheeled infantry fighting vehicle could equip a company, or buy directly from Norinco to form a light composite battalion.

Igor, such a combative young man, when particularly fond of these big toys, ends up leaving two in Kandahar for advertisement and sent the rest over here, indicating he was annoyed by these toys.

Joe Ga said he wanted to use the Boxer as a tool for charity, and it’s genuinely not a joke...

With a good image, high traffic, and super high recognition, the Boxer is enough to serve as a goodwill ambassador, promoting P·B’s approachable image in Odessa.

The soldiers at the entrance found the ’Boxer Dog’ unit after the boss entered the hotel and relayed the boss’s orders...

A group of Golden Eagles were stunned for a while, let out a cheer, and then the driver hurriedly started the ’Boxer Dog’, driving it to a relatively open area. The following soldier shouted loudly, "Do you want to go in for a visit?

For 10 US Dollars or goods worth 10 US Dollars, you can visit once, and we can take photos and videos for you...

We will send the money we receive to those who really need it!"

The commotion caused by the ’Boxer Dog’ attracted massive attention, diverting most people’s focus and also clearing out the majority of the crowd...

Some ’suspicious characters’ mingling within the crowd became less inconspicuous!

The two Golden Eagles guarding the door heard a voice from the rear technical department through their communicators. They activated the shooting mode on their tactical goggles, staring at the direction of the crowd, making a show of whispering to each other...

A dozen seconds later, a team of Golden Eagles wielding automatic weapons charged out of the hotel like wolves and tigers, striding towards the crowd.

Then a few people in the crowd turned to run...

A few Golden Eagles bolted out the door, exchanged glances, and sparked with energy under the urging from the command center to chase down those ’chatty werewolves’...

.........

While the Golden Eagles were pursuing those guys, far away in the command room at the port area, Tony with his grown beard jumped up triumphantly, clapped hands with the nearby tech geeks, and shouted loudly, "I knew, I knew there were spies outside...

See, see... 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Who is the real leader of the technical department, who is the boss?"

A few tech geeks reluctantly clapped hands with Tony, then quickly tapped on their keyboards in front of them. The images captured by drones were enlarged; a few crazy runners against the crowd flow were marked with yellow boxes...

.........

Joe Ga didn’t care about the outside world; upon entering the hotel, he first saw a corpse hanging in the center of the lobby.

The hung man was the second-in-command of Ukraine’s intelligence department, a middle-aged man who should’ve played a significant role in the war; now, his displaced spine and elongated neck due to body weight made him look both ridiculous and somewhat creepy.

The hotel lobby gathered many people, filling out identity forms to allow old KGB Sergey to verify their identities.

In this period of war outbreak, the guests in the hotel were practically not local Ukrainians.

A hundred or so foreigners gathered here, besides the unlucky ones stranded due to circumstances; among the rest, there were journalists, camera operators, field agents, spies...

Joe Ga couldn’t tell who among them was who...

Just as he was about to greet Sergey, a red-haired middle-aged man suddenly jumped out and shouted loudly, "Hu Lang, you have no right to detain us. You’re committing a crime, I will let the whole world know what kind of Tyrant you are..."

Joe Ga paused for a moment, walked up to the brave middle-aged man, stared into his eyes for five seconds, and found he had no intention of dodging, nodded slightly, and said, "A Tyrant in wartime, I might as well take that as a compliment!"

As he said this, Joe Ga looked at a beautiful woman with a TV station badge behind the middle-aged man, smiling and extending a hand to guide the nervous lady to the side of the wooden counter, then turned around to look at the crowd gathered in the hotel lobby...

"Ladies and gentlemen, as the owner of the hotel, I apologize for the rough conduct of my men yesterday."

As he said this, Joe Ga raised his hand to signal those restless individuals in the crowd not to speak, then pointed to the Ukraine intelligence second-in-command still hanging mid-air, smiled, and said, "However, not everyone is qualified to enjoy my apology...

For instance, this fellow who launched a bomb attack on my first day landing here, then fabricated rumors of my death by explosion to gain traffic.

By the way, he had the bomb placed in trucks used by Ukrainian soldiers, which killed 8 Ukrainian soldiers, severely wounded 4, lightly injured 15, and some of my own guys also suffered severe injuries!"

"But you can’t kill him without approval, that’s a crime..."

Joe Ga looked at the angrily shouting middle-aged man, spread his hands and said, "I haven’t blocked the hotel’s cell phone signal until now, you can choose to report, then let Ukrainian police come to arrest me."

Saying this, Joe Ga looked at the silent middle-aged man, and said, "Buddy, you seem to be Ukrainian, your country is in a war, and at this time some people in your country feel justified in using any means...

They killed so many people, maybe just for outsiders to curse Russia more online.

As a victim, is there anything wrong with me protecting myself?"

After saying this, Joe Ga leaned on the counter, took out a cigar, lit it with a windproof lighter, smoked a puff, allowing the smoke to brew between his mouth and nose, and exhaled it into the air...

Through the smoke looking at the crowd, Joe Ga smiled and said, "I know some of you have turned on your recording devices; now I’m offering a few conditions, see if you find them irresistible..."