King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Mysteriously embroiled in a spy conspiracy, he had now formed a deep hatred with the United Kingdom's intelligence agency.

Taking advantage of the others' ignorance of the situation, Joe Ga had Karman toss the bodies of Jindawei and William Kah into the fire, letting a large fire consume all the clues.

From the information obtained from William Kah today, Joe Ga no longer planned to notify the embassy.

The astute ones could not possibly fail to see this issue. Joe Ga, having thwarted the British's plots twice in succession, now only wanted to find a place to live low-key for a while, to let the heat pass and keep the British from targeting him.

Even if someone approached him, Joe Ga had a way to respond, "I'm just an arms dealer here for the money, here for Jindawei, and as for that William Kah, I don't know who he is."

As long as he didn't target the British deliberately, he believed their intelligence agency wouldn't go out of their way to bother him, because they themselves were not above reproach.

As a businessman wanting to get rich by selling arms, Joe Ga simply couldn't hide; how could he conduct his business if he were to remain anonymous?

He wanted to appear as a businessman of integrity, making it look like his actions were unrelated to the so-called politics and spy work.

Approaching the hostages, Joe Ga waved at the somewhat agitated Dorian and said as he came closer, "We're leaving, you stay here to protect these hostages, and someone will come to support you soon.

These are all executives of major companies, I believe they would be willing to give you a substantial reward."

"My identity isn't suitable for meeting officials. You stay here and wait for your medal," said Joe Ga, stopping Dorian who wanted to speak, laughing, "We're not familiar, no need for extra words. If you manage to clear off your debts and still want some thrilling work, then ask Boss Huang for my phone number.

If you want to live a peaceful life, then pretend we never met."

Having said that, Joe Ga decisively turned and left, wanting to use the dawn to leave this place, avoiding people from SD, and headed directly to Ad-Damazin to change course.

......

The turmoil caused by SD lasted a long time, but Joe Ga never paid it any attention thereafter.

After staying in Mataking for a while and sorting out a series of company documents, Joe Ga paid Sayram a fee to help set up the company framework. Then, taking Karman and Nis with him, they managed to obtain visas and went to Egypt to enroll in a flight school and learn to pilot helicopters and small aircraft.

Whether the operations of the flight school in Egypt were regulated or whether the fees were reasonable, Joe Ga didn't know; he just needed the issued flying license to be legitimate.

Karman never thought he'd get a chance to fly an aircraft in his lifetime. Despite being a bilingual illiterate in Arabian and English, which totally disqualified him as a pilot, Joe Ga's money paved his way.

Whether Karman had a license or not didn't really matter—being able to fly was enough.

Several truck drivers from the mines in Joe Ga's hometown village were illiterate, knowing only how to write their own names, yet they drove big trucks very slickly without incident.

Unlike Karman who loved fixed-wing aviation, Nis had a peculiar obsession with helicopters, likely due to his history of being chased by helicopters in Libya.

But no matter what, having a high enthusiasm for learning is always a good thing.

Ordinary people might think learning to fly an airplane is a very high-end affair, but actually, once you set aside those brain-intensive theoretical knowledge and flight terminologies, you'll find it's just like learning to drive at a driving school.

Flight instructors also scold people, give them something extra and you can fly a bit longer the next day, and with a bit more benefits, the instructor might even show you some fancy maneuvers.

Luckily, Joe Ga wasn't short on money. He threw down stacks of bills to fully book 40 class hours and then some overtime because he felt that as a newbie, it was better not to mistreat his own plane and surely, he would use the driving school's airplane to its limits.

Compared to Karman and Nis, Joe Ga himself was much busier.

With the help of the Omnipotent Toolbox, he quickly became good friends with the flight school's boss and mechanics.

He spent three months studying full-time, not only obtaining his flight license but also systematically learning about the maintenance of fixed-wing airplanes and helicopters, and he participated in practical operations.

During this period, Joe Ga also managed to buy tickets to attend an international defense weapons exhibition and, through the flight school boss's connections, got in touch with a second-hand aircraft dealer.

Joe Ga had always thought buying planes was a very upscale and serious affair, but eventually, he found that the reality was not so.

Aircraft are just commodities, bought for use. Stripping away the flashy aspects of planes, essentially, they are not much different from cars.

Leaving aside those advanced weapons explicitly priced at the exhibition, those second-hand planes were really cheap.

Joe Ga did not plan to buy fixed-wing aircraft, as he did not want to rob his old friend Sayram of business, so he only thought about buying a sightseeing helicopter to meet the company's daily needs.

But what Joe Ga never expected was that the so-called second-hand aircraft dealer turned out to be the Egyptian Army Aviation.

They weren't stuffing their pockets, but rather openly refurbishing retired military helicopters by changing their paint, removing core electronic equipment, and then selling them on the market to subsidize the aviation force's budget.

When flight school boss Andiyeb led Joe Ga into a military base, he thought the old guy was scamming him.

But after hearing Andiyeb's explanation, Joe Ga couldn't help but marvel at the magical colors of Africa.

Egypt is poor, but compared to countries around the Red Sea, its military is relatively 'bold'.

The Shah is wealthy, but in the hotspot zone, his military's combat power is negligible.

So the Shah's tycoons thought hard and finally grabbed their poorer Egyptian brothers, telling them, "Aren't you broke? Big brother will spend money to buy you equipment. Whatever works well I'll buy for you, but you have to listen to big brother when fighting."

Egypt's national power is quite decent in Africa, honestly, but their military equipment far exceeds their national power's capacity to sustain, with a faster turnover than many European countries.

Egypt's air force looks impressive on paper, but the maintenance costs of their purchased equipment are incredibly high.

Big brother has bought you all Rolls-Royces; you can't expect him to pay for the maintenance too.

But they really have ways to manage, turning to big brother when troubles arise, and while big brother can't be much help, the situation ends up being 'Did you buy LV (Mi-28)? Then let me get you some Hermès (Ka-52) instead.'

In such conditions, Egypt's air force has weeded out many old helicopters over the years, selling them cheap as cash and carry, with no warranties or the like. If you want to buy, just bring the money, and they'll even take care of delivery if you pay enough for transportation.