King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

As the first cough echoed, Dorian nodded to Orange Cat across him, and simultaneously they tossed flashbang grenades into the warehouse...

"Bang" "Bang" Two loud blasts and flashes later, Dorian led the charge sticking close to the warehouse door's wall as he turned in, swiftly finding cover to start firing and covering the subsequent entries of his teammates...

The middle of the warehouse contained a huge aisle wide enough for trucks to enter, with large amounts of goods piled up on both sides, forming many layers of cover.

Joe Ga was the second to enter, spotting Dorian hunkered down by a forklift, he threw another gas grenade, then hugged the rifle along the warehouse's left wall into an inner corner, circled around, and flanked the enemy.

The moment of throwing flashbangs at the entrance was crucial, as Joe Ga covered a few dozen meters, he saw several guys behind the goods, struggling with the burning sensation in their breaths, shaking their heads trying to hoist up RPGs but failing to find balance...

Determinedly shooting to death a few of the rocket launchers, Joe Ga was about to advance when a sudden burst of machine gun fire erupted from a second-floor office in the warehouse.

An RPK light machine gun, two of them, with fierce firing pinned Dorian and the advancing team down so they couldn't even raise their heads.

At that moment, Joe Ga's position provided poor visibility, preventing him from seeing the location of the machine gunners, but since he was hugging the side wall, he wasn't in their field of fire either.

Remembering the RPGs from earlier, Joe Ga ran back to pick one up, then dashed more than twenty meters along the inner wall.

As he glimpsed the second-floor machine gunners through a gap in the piled goods, he halted, shouldering the RPG and squeezed the trigger...

The rocket hit the office on the second floor accurately, but Joe Ga had no time to focus on the result, as his charge was so fierce he couldn't possibly kill all the enemies in his path, and now he was trapped in a crossfire.

Seeing a Big Beard staggering to his feet and aiming at him, Joe Ga tossed aside the launcher and instantly drew his pistol to down his opponent.

Then he rushed forward a few steps, using the goods to block the enemies' line of sight from behind, then turned around to squat close to the goods, shooting a charging gunman in the chest and, as he slumped, added another shot to his head.

Just as Joe Ga was about to stand up, a flurry of gunshots drained the life from a gunman emerging from behind him, causing him to stagger backwards and collapse to the ground.

Seeing Ayu with a Minimi had found him, Joe Ga grinned and called out, "King Kong, let's move along the flank..."

With that, Joe Ga rushed over to Ayu's side, together they hugged the right wall of the warehouse and started sweeping the gunmen tucked in between the goods...

Indeed, these guys had already lost most of their mobility from the combined assault of the gas and flashbang grenades, but a gunfight allowed no room for carelessness.

Feeling guilty for not keeping up earlier, Ayu stubbornly shielded Joe Ga behind her, and at every corridor, she would lean out with the Minimi and sweep before letting Joe Ga advance.

The recoil of the Minimi seemed non-existent to Ayu; her right hand steadied the gun while her left pulled the trigger, and surprisingly, the muzzle hardly jumped as she fired sideways.

Following Ayu for a few dozen meters, a hot shell flew over Ayu's shoulder and landed on Joe Ga's neck, making him cry out and awkwardly hop in place.

As Joe Ga looked at Ayu reproachfully, wanting to change positions, 'Medic Officer Bird's' voice came through the earpiece...

"This is B1, right side of the warehouse has been cleared."

Following that, Dorian said, "This is A3, central corridor has been cleared."

Joe Ga, seeing another corridor ahead, pushed Ayu and said into the radio, "This is A1, the left side of the warehouse is about to be cleared."

No sooner had Joe Ga spoken when Ayu's gun fired...

"OK, the left side is clear."

Soon everyone converged at the stairs leading to the second-floor mezzanine office of the warehouse.

Seeing the office on the second floor blown open, Joe Ga said helplessly, "Shit, we were supposed to take them alive, how do we handle this now?"

Looking at several carefree individuals, he waved his hand and ordered, "Team B, go up and check for survivors, those on the second floor must be of a higher rank than the riffraff downstairs."

After giving the order, Joe Ga walked to the rear of the warehouse, pushed open a door, pressed the radio and said, "Devil Bird, I'm coming out the back door, did anyone escape this way? We hit them too hard, seems we messed up."

Nis sounded cheerful, laughing lightly as she said, "Two guys slipped out the back. I shot them; walk forty meters ahead of you, behind a generator."

Excited by the news, Joe Ga called Dorian over while running forward, pressing the radio and said, "'Medic Officer Bird', come down for a rescue, we have a survivor, can't let them die this time."

"Boss, we found about 2 million US dollars in cash on the second floor, and it looks like the others were just about to move it, what should we do with this money?"

As Joe Ga sprinted to his destination, gun raised, he shouted loudly, "DEA, throw out your guns..."

While encircling to the side, he said into the radio, "Everybody grab a few tens of thousands for some fun, leave the rest, let our little DEA friends claim the credit."

Having finished speaking, Joe Ga saw two guys sitting on the ground, hands raised in surrender to him.

Joe Ga charged forward, kicked away the pistol on the ground, and roughly searched them with Dorian, who had just caught up; after taking out their cell phones and wallets, he flipped them over.

One of them had been shot in the thigh and the other in the calf; their legs bled profusely as Joe and his team moved them around.

Joe pulled a tourniquet from his body and tied it around the thigh of one of the men, whose face had turned pale. As the unfortunate guy whimpered in pain, Joe tightened the tourniquet and said with concern, "Hang in there, don't you dare pass out on me now; otherwise, there won't be any screaming to suit the atmosphere when I start digging out your eyes."

Startled by Joe's crazed demeanor, the unlucky guy squirmed on the ground and shouted in panic, "You're DEA, you can't do this, I need a hospital, I have rights, I want a lawyer."

Joe saw that the man was a seasoned crook. He glanced at the DEA badge on his chest, casually tore it off and stuffed it into his pocket, then looked into the unfortunate soul's eyes and said, "Don't worry, wait for our doctor to check you out first; otherwise, I'm not sure how much pain you can take."

While talking, Joe looked over at Dorian, at the man who was much younger and more refined in appearance, and after comparing the two, he whistled and said, "Looks like they're father and son, a family of drug dealers is somewhat interesting."

'Medic Officer Bird' arrived just as Joe was speaking. He cut open the legs of both men to examine their wounds and said, "They need to go to the hospital for surgery to remove the bullets, or their legs won't be saved."

Upon hearing this, the seasoned crook shouted anxiously, "Take us to the hospital, hurry..."

Joe looked at the seasoned crook's anxious expression, then suddenly pointed to the young man's calf and said, "I think his wound is contaminated. Let's get that bullet out first; if the injury isn't contained, we'll have to amputate."

Patting the seasoned crook reassuringly, Joe said, "Don't worry, we will definitely save you guys."

'Medic Officer Bird', a real Delta Force heartless veteran, had seen it all, hadn't he?

Hearing Joe's orders, he pulled a scalpel out of his bag, ignored the disinfectant alcohol, heated the blade with a lighter until it glowed red, and inserted it into the young man's calf wound…

Amid the young man's violent twitching and screams, the deformed bullet was extracted.

Watching 'Medic Officer Bird' using pincers to open up the wound on his son's calf, shining a lighter for illumination instead of using a flashlight, then stirring inside the wound with tweezers that caused his son to let out a blood-curdling scream...

The seasoned crook couldn't take it anymore. He shouted loudly, "OK, OK, what do you want?

In that box over there, there's $500,000 in cash, all yours, all yours..."

After hearing this, Joe waved his hand to signal 'Medic Officer Bird' to stop, then squatted beside the seasoned crook and said with a smile, "Who told you to set up an ambush at the police station entrance?"

The seasoned crook was stunned for a moment as he realized something. Looking at Joe's face in the light of the flashlight, he said in terror, "You're Hu Lang, you're not DEA!"

Joe shook his head in response and said, "Wrong answer!"

After that, he stepped on the seasoned crook's right hand and picked up a stone to smash down on it…

"Ahh..."

Father and son screamed in unison; their intense howls echoed around the construction site, startling the FBI agents who were trying to approach.

Seeing the FBI agents closing in, Joe turned to 'Medic Officer Bird' and asked, "How long does it usually take you to amputate a leg during surgery?"

'Medic Officer Bird' looked at the seasoned crook who was cradling his fingers and howling. After thinking, he said, "About a minute, but any faster and he'd die..."

"Then proceed..."

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As a seasoned gangster from Eastern Europe, even the seasoned crook was terrified by Joe's ruthlessness. He shouted, "It's the Messenger! The Glorious Society got in touch with me through the Messenger, supplied me with 200 kilograms of drugs to trade, and it was the Messenger who instructed us to ambush at the police station entrance."

Joe glanced at the young man who had wet his pants, then spoke to 'Medic Officer Bird', who had already started cutting into the young man's calf, "Continue," and then to the seasoned crook, "What the hell is the Messenger? You need to give me something concrete, or your son's leg is done for."

"Ahh..."

Hearing his son's continued screaming, the seasoned crook had no will left to resist. He quickly said, "I don't know the Messenger's name; all I know is he has an apartment in the Upper East Side.

My phone has a photo of the Messenger; I had people track him, all the info is in my phone.

Stop, tell him to stop..."

Joe took out the seasoned crook's phone, browsed through it, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing the FBI agents had approached nearby, Joe grasped the seasoned crook's hand and said with a smile, "Thank you for your cooperation; your son is fine. Our medic is very skilled, and soon you'll receive treatment at the hospital."

After saying this, Joe stood up and waved at the FBI agents as if in a daunting situation, "Hey, we're from DEA operations, call an ambulance, we've caught a big fish. DEA Supervising Agent Estelle will be responsible for their depositions."