King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Ronnie nodded and said, "According to my memory, the experiments enhanced my physical capabilities to a certain extent, but they also caused irreversible damage to the nervous system.

In fact, those things are pretty much like stimulants...

It's just that, under the influence of stimulants, we broke through what seemed like unbreakable limits. Then, through scientific training and nutritional supplements, we pushed those limits slightly higher.

This isn't anything unusual. America's T1 units almost all have similar programs. Those programs are relatively mild, so they are completed during routine physical examinations."

Joe Ga turned his head to Jack after hearing this. Jack hesitated slightly before saying, "It's true. Doctors evaluate our physical reports and prescribe auxiliary drugs.

These aren't mandatory but are based on individual needs.

Moreover, those so-called body-enhancing drugs have side effects and are highly addictive. Pretty much every SEAL Team Six member over the age of 35 warns newcomers not to be guinea pigs."

Joe Ga felt slightly disappointed and said, "I thought those drugs would be like the genetic modification serums in movies, but it turns out this stuff…"

Ronnie interrupted Joe Ga before he could finish, raising his head and saying, "'Tracker' undergoes genetic modification. The nanoinjectors in our spinal cords are used to inject genetic fragments and certain viruses.

Actually, genetic modification isn't as magical as outsiders think. Enhancing immunity through genetic fragments and viruses is actually quite common.

I don't understand the specific logic, but I heard from the doctors that individuals who undergo genetic modification experience increased organ oxygenation capacity and mitochondrial activity.

This is the reason why, after breaking limits with stimulants, physical capabilities can be enhanced smoothly."

Joe Ga, bewildered, curiously said, "I can understand the individual words you're saying, but when they're strung together, I don't seem to grasp them.

If you've undergone genetic modification, why do you still need to participate in stimulant experiments with side effects?"

Ronnie apparently didn't understand this question well either, but 'Medic Officer Bird' chimed in with a peculiar tone and said, "Maybe it's because that so-called genetic modification degrades over time.

So, they need stimulants to help them achieve breakthroughs and then rely on the body's own regulatory ability to stabilize the modifications.

Shit, these experiments are extremely dangerous. If something goes wrong, it could lead to genetic chaos and physical disability.

Even if successful, increased mitochondrial activity in cells would also result in shorter cell lifespans, meaning reduced longevity.

Shit, the bodyguards of Russia's former president used similar drugs, but later it was prohibited. I didn't expect 'Tracker' to use this kind of stuff.

No wonder participating in 'Tracker' selection requires signing a string of liability waivers."

As he spoke, 'Medic Officer Bird' gave Ronnie a strange look and said, "I respect the members of 'Tracker,' but I still don't understand...

What's the point of all this?

Enhancing individual strength doesn't affect the outcome of modern warfare anymore."

Ronnie glanced at 'Medic Officer Bird,' his lips twitching slightly, then said, "I've mentioned this before—it's all voluntary. Participants can earn significant bonuses.

When you're very poor, you'll try anything legal that gets you enough money."

Joe Ga observed Ronnie's demeanor and the evident disgust radiating from 'Medic Officer Bird,' losing all interest in so-called genetic modification.

Because it really wasn't necessary. Ronnie underwent modification, and he could still take on Dorian and Joe together in hand-to-hand combat, but against Ayu, he'd still be dead meat.

There were certainly benefits, but the risks were far greater!

Thinking this, Joe Ga shook his head and said, "Alright, I understand…

But I'm still curious. As a unit higher-tier than Delta Force, does your equipment have any distinctive features?"

Ronnie hesitated briefly before speaking, "Our equipment is actually not much different from Delta Force's. Electronic devices and firearms are basically the same models.

Logistical support is a bit more comprehensive but not beyond the norm.

If you're insisting on discussing new equipment...

Does TALOS super armor count?

This armor comes in two variants: one is the exoskeleton-based combat infantry model, and the other is a flexible armor with integrated auxiliary fibers."

Joe Ga's eyes lit up as he asked, "Where can I get my hands on this stuff?"

Ronnie shrugged and replied, "Special Operations Command or the CIA's technology department.

I was part of the first batch of field testers for this equipment. How should I say... It's quite useful in certain specific environments."

Joe Ga, endlessly curious about all new single-soldier equipment, looked at Ronnie and asked, "What's so useful about it?

Does it increase your strength or let you jump ten meters high?"

Ronnie chuckled upon hearing this, looking at Joe Ga and said, "Sir, you definitely have a misunderstanding about this type of gear. Exoskeleton armor is about combining with the body to increase the load-bearing capacity.

The original intent behind its development was to create a frontline single-soldier information terminal, solving the soldier's load problems—not to make them superhuman."

Ronnie glanced at the always-silent Ayu. He hesitated before saying, "I saw this lady's footage on a video site. If I'm not mistaken, during her operations in Syria, she was likely equipped with an exoskeleton.

This thing isn't cutting-edge tech. The truly remarkable part is the frontline single-soldier information terminal built to operate in sync with the exoskeleton.

With this, you essentially have a drone hovering over you at all times. Using various sensors, soldiers can detect within a 1400-meter radius and serve as frontline command terminals.

But no one likes that gear. Its 170-kilogram weight, even with the exoskeleton sharing the load, is an enormous burden.

Personally, I prefer flexible armor. It also enhances load capacity but doesn't affect mobility, and it can defend against handgun rounds under 9mm."

Ronnie looked at Joe Ga's glowing eyes and shook his head slightly, saying, "Sir, the equipment on the farm is sufficient to deal with the dangers you're facing now.

You shouldn't be thinking about this stuff. That's classified Pentagon gear—absolutely not for purchase..."

Joe Ga took out his phone, waved it slightly, and smiled, saying, "That depends on who's doing the 'buying'..."

With that remark, Joe Ga dialed Major General Maguire's number, smiling as he said, "Hey, Maguire, I want to take a look at the CIA tech department's TALOS super armor.

Recently, some people seem to want me dead. I'm scared, so I need something reliable to wear."

The voice from the phone paused, then Maguire replied, "What do you need with that thing? It's just garbage from Talus Corporation to scam funding.

The thing burned nearly 2 billion in development funds, and in the end, the finished product costs 9 million dollars a unit. Congress immediately canceled its follow-up research budget.

You want one?

With that kind of money, you'd be better off hiring protection.

Oh, and frankly, I don't think you need protection...

How about this? I'll loan you a set to play around with. Return it when you're done."

Joe Ga heard this and glanced at Ronnie's strange expression. He smiled and said, "OK, I'm at the farm. Send it over.

I want to see what a 9-million-dollar piece of gear looks like."

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