King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 398 - 384 After the Battle

Joe Ga suddenly felt that the gunfire from the front began to weaken, and then a few gunmen in black gave up their attack and started to shoot while making a mad dash.

They wanted to get close to the outer wall of the warehouse, causing Joe Ga and the others on the roof to lose their shooting angle, and then they could sprint along the wall to escape.

Joe Ga realized that the drug dealers’ boss must have been killed. He shot and killed one of the fleeing drug dealers, then loudly called out, "Pincers..."

With his shout, an explosion occurred about 40 meters in front of the gate.

A Broad Sword was activated, its numerous bullets took down several of the sprinting drug dealers, followed by a series of explosions that blasted them into the air...

At this time, the drug dealer gunmen responsible for protecting the boss during the retreat attempted to escape when Spurs, Pincers, Jackal Wolf, and Hemostat rushed out of the warehouse, and in cooperation with Sanderson and Waters, they took down several gunmen who had already lost the will to resist.

Joe Ga didn’t completely relax until he saw Spurs below him make a hand gesture, indicating that there were no survivors left.

Joe Ga’s mind was still very calm, without the so-called fear that usually follows, just a bit of annoyance at himself for not being decisive and calm enough in his actions.

The gunshot wounds on his chest and shoulder reminded him he was still human, and that even wearing a bulletproof vest, getting hit by bullets would still hurt.

After helping Ayu stow the shield on her back, Joe Ga "clung" to Ayu’s shoulder, grinned and waved to the people below, then said in a low voice, "King Kong, give me a hand, keep it subtle so they don’t notice. Ouch, I’m really sore."

Ayu looked down at her boss’s unlucky appearance, moved her own shot shoulder a bit, then glanced at the boss’s chest wound and estimated it shouldn’t be too serious, thus she grinned and said, "Boss, next time let’s bring Dragon Gecko and Elephant. ’Vanguard’ and ’Tailor’ are too useless."

Waters initially came over to check on the boss, but upon hearing Ayu’s comment about himself, he felt a bit aggrieved and wanted to retort, but after seeing Ayu’s fierce look, he sullenly helped the slightly limping Sanderson and said, "Who are Dragon Gecko and Elephant, are they on the same level as King Kong?"

Sanderson was also having bad luck today, his brow bone was gashed open by a stray bullet, and he was shot in the ribs, making him walk with a limp.

Hearing Waters’s question, Sanderson said with a bitter smile, "Dragon Gecko and Elephant are the black elder and the Italian who followed the boss to Niger to rescue you guys."

As he spoke, Sanderson groaned from the pain in his ribs and then said glumly, "I don’t think we’re inferior to them, but they definitely have better luck.

Shit, I’ve been shot four times in the last year. I think my bulletproof vest is cursed. When I get back, I’m going to trade with Elephant, even if it costs me extra."

Hearing Sanderson’s complaints, Joe Ga shook his head, loosening his tactical vest slightly to make himself a bit more comfortable, then he leaned on Ayu’s arm, troubled, and while walking toward the forklift, he said, "I think Elephant is my lucky star; I never get shot when I’m with him. I swear, from now on, I’ll take him wherever I go."

As he spoke, Joe Ga patted the glum Waters on the arm, then looking at the blood on his hand, he laughed and said, "Let’s go down and find Hemostat to get bandaged up. You guys can fake injuries, right?

This time we must get something substantial from the FBI, fuck, it’s not fair if they get all the benefits."

When the HRT’s six-man team burst into the warehouse area, they saw cars riddled with bullets and the bodies of drug dealers strewn everywhere.

FBI Agent Lesler, already somewhat accustomed to the operational style of P·B, noticed several of his colleagues being too nervous to approach.

He exchanged glances with his partner Victoria, and then he quickly walked to the confused HRT team leader and said, "Set up a perimeter, the Los Angeles police are arriving soon, and there’s no message from the chief yet. We need to keep the police at least a street away."

There were many law enforcement SWAT and agents present who hadn’t seen as many gun-caused fatalities their whole lives as they had seen today...

Looking toward the depths of the warehouse, where two teams were emerging through the gunsmoke, protecting dozens of cash counters making their way out, everyone present instinctively straightened their spines.

Their emotions were complex...

Alert, fear, admiration, wanting to greet but at the same time not knowing what to say.

It was all too harsh; even though the dead were drug dealers, the scene was still too cruel for these law enforcement officers.

As they saw Joe Ga and the others wrapped with blood-soaked bandages, carrying weapons and walking with difficulty, a sense of iron-blooded fierceness came over them in the backdrop of the smoke from the gunfire.

Lesler swallowed hard, stepped forward to greet Joe Ga, but was stopped by the emotionally distressed Ayu’s outstretched hand.

The ’timidity’ of this group of people put immense pressure on Teams A and B of AB.

Joe Ga had been acquainted with Spurs for a while now, but it was only now that he understood that active HRT and retired HRT were two different creatures.

This was reminiscent of the times when Mexico’s special forces seemed average while working for the government but increased their combat effectiveness exponentially when they worked for drug dealers.

A large part of this discrepancy was due to professional constraints.

But more realistically, these active HRT members lacked some initiative; without orders from above, they wouldn’t risk their lives for ’strangers.’

For these HRT, P·B were strangers.

Spurs, supporting Orange Cat, saw the HRT’s six-man team. He handed the injured Orange Cat over to Blow Dart, then, with a step like an arrow, he shot forward to face HRT Commander Depp and delivered a heavy swing punch right to Depp’s chin.

"FUCK YOU! Depp, you son of a bitch, you coward!"

It was only then that Depp and a few HRT agents realized that ’Spurs’ and ’Orange Cat,’ their former colleagues, had been inside the warehouse all along.

Facing an angry ’Spurs,’ a guilty Depp grabbed his teammates and, with bloodied teeth, said to Spurs, "Are you a mercenary now?"

Spurs, upon hearing this, furiously flipped him the bird and cursed, "Yes, I’m a fucking mercenary now, a PB mercenary, but we mercenaries have more balls than you pussies.

FUCK YOU, Depp, you’re just a coward!"

Depp locked eyes with Spurs in anger for a few seconds but ultimately, helplessly shook his head.

He knew he was in the wrong; those moments of hesitation from his side had put immense pressure on the people inside the warehouse.

However, as a team leader, he had to be responsible for his people, and being ’cautious’ was actually a pretty good choice.

Who would normally expect that the people inside the warehouse were planning to take down all the drug traffickers?

Why not let them escape?

With drones and armored cars at their disposal, they could easily trap the traffickers within the signal jamming area, waiting for reinforcements to arrive and then mount a siege.

There’s no point in arguing right or wrong in this!

The outcome was clear, and the facts proved that Depp’s ’caution’ was not the best choice at the time.

So, if you get hit, you stand at attention; any attempt to defend oneself now would just be pathetic.

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Joe Ga, whose mood wasn’t too bad at the moment, watched as Spurs cursed out the HRT team. He looked at Lesler across the way, smiling, and said, "Let your people go in and secure the scene, and not a penny less, 35% of what’s in there is mine."

As he spoke, Joe Ga looked at the disheartened HRT team and shook his head saying, "I always thought you were the best, because Spurs and Orange Cat always proved to me that you were the best.

I still believe you’re great, but from now on, unless you come to me with a resume looking for a job, I definitely won’t be cooperating with an active HRT ever again.

Spurs and Orange Cat might really be mercenaries now, but just you wait a few years.

They will endlessly adorn their lives with honor and money, while you will just be weeded out once your physical functions decline, and the day robots replace soldiers, you’ll have no purpose left."

Having finished speaking, Joe Ga turned to look back at his companions who were nearly all injured. He smiled and said, "But not us; we’re different, we’re lions. We will fight until the very last moment and then be buried with honor in the earth."

Joe Ga’s voice was a bit loud, and the Old Bull, Tony, Tony, and Curry who had hurried over heard what he said.

Tony, strapped with a machine gun, looked like a walking military surplus store with bells and whistles all over his robust frame.

Hearing his boss’s words, he stopped from afar, stomped hard with a salute and shouted, "Strike hard!"

Sanderson and Waters exchanged glances, raised their fists, and shouted, "Hurrah!"

Tony and Curry, the two techs, now didn’t feel like their ’kidnapping’ mattered; they just felt an adrenaline rush pounding in their heads.

At this moment, they felt being a part of this team was an extremely honorable thing.

"Hurrah!"

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The two were a beat behind in their response and Tony, with his neck gripped by Tony, did a retake. Then, the two nerdy techs and the big goofball Tony gathered around Boss Joe laughing and joking...

Joe Ga, looking at Tony with a red headband and deliberately smeared gun grease on his face, turned to Xiao Hei Curry and said, "I heard how you ’commanded’ them to attack. Well done, Curry!"

With that, Joe Ga saw Curry’s face go pale from the unfriendly gaze of the HRT agents, laughed heartily, and put an arm around the small black man’s shoulder, saying, "Don’t be scared; taking them on, if this world is a savannah, then PB is the pride of lions.

No one can bully us without paying a price!"

The scrawny Curry laughed dryly and said, "Boss, I might need to eat more protein powder and steroids, but don’t worry, I definitely won’t shame the company."

Joe Ga, looking at how Tony used his imposing body to shield Curry from the HRT’s gaze, said with a smile, "From now on, stick with Tony. In three months max, you guys facing any thugs can deal with it without calling the cops."

After speaking, Joe Ga looked over at FBI’s Agent Lesler in charge of the scene and said, "This is up to you now..."