King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Fernandez, upon hearing this, curiously said, "Don't we need to test other projects?"

'Bomberman' grinned and said, "The other project test points are in Liberia...

They will participate in the specialized combined camp training of Seville and China, where 2,000 out of 5,000 people will be eliminated.

Our boss only wants 3,000 people; those who are physically fit will definitely be the ones selected first."

As he spoke, 'Bomberman' looked at Fernandez, who was surprised, and grinned as he said, "Buddy, 'Bullhorn's friend's mom called to specifically recommend you, allowing you to get the contract in advance.

Don't embarrass yourself. Life in Liberia is tough, and it's even harder in Yemen."

Fernandez, upon hearing this, nodded earnestly and said, "Don't worry, I'm the best!"

'Bomberman' heard this and let out a screeching laugh like glass scratching a blackboard, saying, "You're the best, so your wife and kid can only rent a place...

Brother, Bullhorn and I pooled together 20,000 bucks so your wife could move into a new apartment.

You better live long enough, don't die before you repay our debts!"

Fernandez wanted to get along with 'Bomberman,' but he felt the guy was prickly, with never a kind word.

No matter how hard he tried, he seemed unable to get 'Bomberman' to be a bit more polite.

Only Bullhorn was nice to him, but whenever Bullhorn suggested recruiting him, the others would firmly oppose.

Fernandez didn't know what was going on, so as a newbie, he had to obediently follow orders...

Just as Fernandez wanted to continue chatting more with 'Bomberman,' suddenly, he heard Kitten's voice in his earphones...

"Fernandez Larreno, report to headquarters within 30 minutes..."

Fernandez glanced at 'Bomberman,' who waved him off nonchalantly, indicating for him to leave. He tightened his backpack and turned to run down...

As he ran, he saw eleven others also breaking away from the group, turning to run down as well...

Fernandez took the initiative to the front of the group, saying, "Fernandez Larreno, Colombian Marine Corps, codename 'Sea Eagle.'"

The others exchanged glances, and a short woman said, "'Pincers,' Bolivian Jaguar."

"'Shock,' Brazilian BOPE."

"'Nurse Shark,' Peruvian Naval Special Rescue Group."

"'Piranha,' Brazilian Army."

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After everyone briefly introduced themselves, they picked up speed.

Since it was downhill, it took them less than 20 minutes to return to the factory at the edge of the slum.

But when they arrived, they found not only had they gathered there, but there was also an airborne assault team of 60 members from Brazil, Colombia, Peru, and Bolivia.

The boss lady 'Kitten,' team's 'Hemostatic Forceps' and 'Water Snake' stood at the front of the team...

Seeing Fernandez and others arrive, 'Kitten' waved and said, "Go get equipment; we'll soon depart for the airport to fly to Manaus."

Fernandez looked down at the rifle in his hand and immediately realized the P.B. equipment depot had opened to him.

He had always coveted the fabulous equipment on 'Bomberman' and the others; now that it happened so effortlessly, he felt somewhat unreal.

'Kitten' saw her most valued Fernandez standing in a daze and frowned as she waved and said, "You're a level ten soldier, qualified to exchange for our latest gear.

Hurry, we're on a tight schedule!"

......

As 'Kitten' and others headed toward Manaus, boss Qiao was happily fishing in the lagoon beside the resort.

Compared to fishing back home, which required creating bait spots and specialized bait, fishing in the Amazon felt completely different.

The fish here were relatively greedy, and as long as luck wasn't too bad, it was easy to catch fish.

Joe Ga sat on a small boat, holding a simple bamboo rod, with four piranhas already in the bucket beside him...

Joe Ga bobbed the rod tip, constantly tapping the water surface, and then lifted the rod and patiently waited for a few seconds. After feeling some movement with the bait, he lifted the rod forcefully and smoothly pulled up a piranha...

Feeling the strength of the fish, Joe Ga happily shouted at Dorian, who was on a nearby boat with no catches, "Hey, Elephant, are you even trying?

Adel said she wants grilled piranha tonight; am I the only one fulfilling the little girl's wish?"

Dorian forcefully lifted the fishing rod, seeing the bait eaten away, frowned, and pushed the head of a crocodile next to his boat with the rod's handle, pushing it away...

Re-hooking the bait, Dorian grumpily said, "It must be that gluttonous crocodile bringing me bad luck. If I catch nothing today, I'll grill it.

I heard from old folks in Chinatown that crocodile is good for treating coughs. Ahem, I've been feeling a bit of a sore throat lately..."

Joe Ga scornfully glanced at Dorian, then grabbed the mouth of the little crocodile, lifted it, and tossed it a few meters away, smiling as he said, "I like this place; even the crocodiles seem quite gentle..."

Dorian shook his head noncommittally and said, "Boss, if you saw its mom, you'd probably think otherwise..."

While Dorian was speaking, he felt movement on the fishing rod, and after pulling it up forcefully, he immediately felt an enormous pull...

"Snap," a crisp sound, and the fishing line snapped.

The overexerting Dorian was accidentally struck on the face by the fishing rod, letting out a painful howl...

"FUCK, what the hell was that?"

Joe Ga saw a huge gray shadow diving into the water and disappearing, excitedly saying, "What a big fish, seems like a catfish, at least 1.2 meters long..."

Just as Joe Ga wanted to change the rod to give it a try, Sayyid's voice suddenly sounded in the communicator...

"Hu Lang, something happened upstream, an Indian village was attacked by drug traffickers."

"The wife and daughter of an Indian representative from the State of Amazonas crashed in a rainforest upstream."

"Those Brazilian soldiers received orders to go upstream and participate in the search."

Joe Ga heard this, frowned, unbelievably saying, "Are these guys insane?

Is it that hard for them to take a detour?

Is there something else I don't know about..."