From arms dealer to king of war

Qiao Jia did not stay in the hangar for long. After leaving the matter to Wrench, he hurried to the command room.

The atmosphere in the command room was very good. The previous two raids had greatly increased everyone's confidence.

With the assistance of unmanned airships, P·B not only achieves smooth communication, but also monitors the battlefield conditions in real time, allowing them to smoothly mobilize ground and air forces to attack the enemy...

Of course, the main thing is air power.

The fighting style of the jungle ghosts has already been formed, and it would be a disservice to those behind them to interrupt their rhythm rashly.

Thompson and the others can only give a rough target, and then let the jungle ghost act on its own. So far, the effect seems to be very good!

Gamification of the battlefield, especially at night, Tony and his gang of rookies cannot intuitively see the cruel side of the battlefield.

When Qiao Jia came in, they were celebrating their victory happily, and a group of people had a great time clinking coffee cups together.

Seeing Qiao Jia entering the command room with a gloomy expression, Tony and the others were quiet for a moment, and then put down their coffee cups a little uneasily...

Thompson was very calm. He took a sip of espresso, then patted Tony on the shoulder and asked him to return to his work station. Then he looked at Qiao Jia and said: "Boss, what happened..."

Qiao Jia waved his hand and said: "My bad mood has nothing to do with you. Move the airship to the south, and a group of well-equipped mercenaries have entered the Congolese jungle.

They massacred two villages and issued a provocation to us. I plan to arrange a Super Tucano to respond tomorrow, but I need a rough range. "

Thompson was stunned for a moment and said: "Do you have any specific information? For example, how many people are there? Where did they enter the jungle..."

Qiao Jia shook his head and said: "I don't know, but no matter how many there are, I will pull them out and kill them."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia clenched his fists and hammered his palms hard, and said: "Start a big bombing tomorrow, and then I will take people to Nova City to kill Setaka.

The base currently has too few manpower, and I feel a little uneasy! "

Upon hearing this, Thompson shook his head and said: "Boss, this is different from our plan.

Although bombing the mercenary camp rashly can achieve results, it will give the remaining people a chance to retreat to Nova City.

Those people will turn Nova City into hell! "

As he spoke, Thompson looked at Qiao Jia, whose expression was not very good, and said with a smile: "Boss, it is easy to get Seta stuck, but we must execute it according to the original plan.

Let those mercenaries move out. When they enter the bombardment zone we set, we will have enough time and troops to trap them and then slowly digest them.

In three days, no more than four days at most, we can go harvest the heads of Setaka. "

After hearing this, Qiao Jia frowned and said, "You said it too easily. Did I miss something?"

Thompson smiled and said: "Boss, you forgot that the 'engineers' are by Setaka's side now, and they are responsible for making Setaka think that the anti-aircraft missile can be used.

If you launch an air attack outside Nova City, once those two sets of beech trees are useless, the 'engineer' will be dead.

I promised them that I would bring them out intact..."

When Qiao Jia heard this, he patted his forehead hard and said, "I almost forgot about it, so I need to pay more attention.

Originally, I wanted to go to Nova City in person to finish the battle and bring the whole battle to a perfect end, but now it seems that I have to make other arrangements. "

Thompson smiled and shook his head and said, "Why make other arrangements?

Boss, we can't let anyone break our rhythm...

Divide and eat the mercenaries and Setaka's soldiers, then let D and E teams raid to cover the 'engineers' to kill Setaka, and finally you show up to appease the people in Nova City.

The enemies in the southern jungle are not gods. If they want to move quickly, they need the convenience of waterways.

We can have unmanned airships keep an eye on the waterways and send planes to bomb them if there is any movement.

As long as you succeed once, you can drive them into the jungle..."

Thompson said with a smile and said: "Boss, you have been in the jungle. It is not a paradise, but a green hell.

How far do you think a group of people who are unfamiliar with the place can travel in the jungle every day?

The north is the most important battlefield, where P.B.'s media image and the most important practical interests are related.

Nova City is the most critical city in northern Central Africa. Capturing and controlling it means you have a voice in the international diamond market.

If you have no interest in the diamond market, then hand over the management of Nova City to the Central African government, and then sign a security contract to take over the management of public security there.

This is more beneficial to P·B’s image!

Boss, the reward for the Bangui defense contract of the Wagner Group is a diamond mine.

There is still money to be made here! "

Qiao Jia nodded after hearing this. At this moment, he realized that a smart person with a clear mind and a clear stance is really important.

Thompson has been putting himself in P·B's position to consider the problem. He will not think about whether many people will die in the south in a few days. After all, the security and defense work there has not been implemented on any paper.

What he is thinking about is how to maximize P·B’s interests!

Eat the mercenaries in the north as planned to show your strength to the outside world.

Taking Nova City, whether it is to appease or hand over, can show the outside world's position.

And no matter how you choose, there will be high derived benefits.

It is said that war is a continuation of politics, but politics is ‘business’ to a certain extent.

What I can't get through normal means, I get through violent means. This is the essence of war.

As an intelligence officer, Thompson's role has gone beyond simply compiling intelligence and has begun to develop into a staff role.

Moreover, P·B's absolute superiority in Central Africa makes Thompson feel like a duck in water.

Nodding in agreement with Thompson's opinion, Qiao Jia found a chair to sit down, got himself a cup of coffee and drank it, then rubbed his still aching shoulders and said, "Then I'll do as you say.

I asked the people in the hangar to bring out the cluster bombs and try to fight as quickly as possible. "

The boss is determined to burn money, and Thompson certainly won't persuade him.

This is a reflection of the boss's sense of responsibility. After all, the sooner the battle ends, the smaller the casualties of the soldiers will be, and the less pressure will be on the jungle dwellers in the south.

Every migrant worker hopes that his boss will be humane, have a sense of responsibility, and love his people.

Bosses who are willing to spend money in these areas are good bosses and must be encouraged!

Realizing that Qiaojia was still worried about going south, Thompson smiled and gave Qiaojia a cup of espresso, and then said to Tony: "Tony, contact the people from the Congolese Ministry of Security and ask them to collect all the entry tickets from the Congolese International Airport in the past 20 days. The list is sent to us.

Let's find those mercenaries, otherwise our boss won't be able to sleep peacefully. "

When Qiao Jia heard this, he said in surprise: "Can you find those mercenaries?"

Thompson smiled and said: "Boss, I am an intelligence officer. I may only be considered a third-rate officer when it comes to fighting, but sorting through information to find effective intelligence is my specialty."

As he spoke, Thompson looked at Tony and the others who were on the phone. He smiled and shook his head and said, "I don't know what to say. Boss, you have a problem with Tony and the others' positioning. They are all professionally trained intelligence personnel.

But the amazing thing is that if you use them as technicians or even generalists, I don't seem to see any disadvantages.

These children grow up very quickly and are very enthusiastic, which is rare in the intelligence industry. "

Qiao Jia was stunned for a while, and then said with a smile: "When I recruited you, I said that I wanted a generalist because I couldn't afford an intelligence network.

But I still don't understand. How do you want to find those mercenaries?

What use can the entry list be used for? "

Thompson drank a cup of coffee and said with a confident smile: “The best way to enter the Congolese jungle is to enter the country from Congo and then go deep into the jungle through the Congo River.

Of course, airborne landings are also possible, but airborne landings in the jungle are extremely risky, and the lack of sufficient supplies will double their risks.

Naturally, elite mercenaries cannot be Congolese natives. It has not been 20 days since the incident occurred. Our opponents cannot use sea lanes to smuggle mercenaries into Congo, so they can only use civil aviation.

All intelligence agents have received special training in passport recognition. We can use some rules to screen out problematic passports, and then conduct secondary comparisons based on the appearance and characteristics of the people inside, and it is very likely to find out their true identity. identity. "

Qiao Jia nodded in astonishment and said: "I really didn't expect to be able to check like this. It is true that professional things still need professional people to do it.

Then it will be hard on you! "

Thompson smiled and shook his head and said: "Boss, you have forgotten that we have a backdoor to the FBI database, and the American criminal database is shared.

As long as those mercenaries have committed crimes or have information in any department of the CIA, DEA, or Department of Homeland Security, we can find them. "

As he spoke, Thompson saw Tony standing up and waving. He smiled at Qiao Jia and said, "Boss, would you like to go and have a look together? It will be good for you to become familiar with the logic of intelligence work in the future."

Qiao Jia drank the coffee in the cup and walked behind Tony with Thompson...

When Tony saw that his boss was here, he said excitedly: "The man from the Congolese Ministry of Security was unwilling to get up. He gave me an authorization code. I can query Congolese entry information at will."

As he spoke, Tony tapped hard on the keyboard, pointed to the personnel information that appeared like a waterfall on the screen in front of him, and said: "In the past 20 days, a total of 353,214 people entered the country from the four international airports in Congo."

Thompson waved his hand and said: "Exclude Congolese locals and people from other countries in Afica who are transiting..."