King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer
Chapter 930 - 838: Manpower Has Never Been an Issue

The situation under Aaron's manipulation started to become more and more bizarre...

No one would have thought that Aaron, after racking his brains to acquire nuclear weapons, would use the first one as a lethal poison.

By capitalizing on the threat of Hafali, he forced the military-industrial complex representatives to swallow this deadly poison, leaving them with no room to maneuver between themselves and the White House.

Aaron was a devil crawled out from hell, but after mingling with a lion fighting in the sunlight for a long time, he started to enjoy life under the sun once again.

It was from the principle he learned from Boss Qiao that Aaron instructed someone to notify Major General Maguire of the CIA Counter-Terrorism Center about the location of the dirty bomb.

Don't hog all the benefits yourself; give the advantage that you cannot maximize to others, and then create a connection with them.

What's most interesting now is that Major General Maguire has already seated himself firmly on the P·B's side; helping him is essentially helping Boss Qiao.

This can also be considered as a kind of payback for Boss Qiao's hard fight in Syria!

And then the most amusing part comes...

Major General Maguire of the CIA and Bayar of the Department of Homeland Security have already been excluded from the core circle.

At this moment when the nuclear weapons were exposed, not a single high-ranking official was willing to hear what they had to say.

The majority of their calls either went unanswered or were handled by assistants who had a tone of impatience.

This only solidified Major General Maguire's resolution to work closely with P·B!

If the information about the dirty bomb was false, then using P·B would at most result in a wasted effort.

But if the dirty bomb information was true, then the result of using P·B would be that Major General Maguire bravely stepped forward, taking a huge risk to solve the greatest crisis since the founding of America while a bunch of incapable idiots were busy with internal strife.

The halo of the victor would dispel all negative news, and all the irregular operations would become annotations to Major General Maguire's courage.

And by then, P·B's position could no longer be questioned by anyone.

As long as it's successful, the merits from Boss Qiao's tough battle in Syria will be magnified manifold.

Once P·B is established, Aaron, who was doomed to go to prison as per Hafali's list, will gain a powerful external ally.

This will not only ensure his safety in prison but also, when necessary, could even help him 'cash in' a portion of his political gains.

This also constitutes a win-win, but only Aaron and Boss Qiao's people win; all others are losers.

This is the greatest difference between Joe Ga and Aaron!

But it's precisely this difference and inconsistency in approaches that keep them from any real conflicts.

Thompson understood Maguire's excitement, he found the source of Maguire's information somewhat puzzling, but did not voice it; instead, after contemplating for a short while, Thompson looked at Major General Maguire and said, "Sir, how many men do you need?"

As Thompson spread his hands before Maguire, he said, "Sir, this kind of thing can't be done alone. Sharing benefits and risks will allow us to face outside skepticism confidently after success.

You should understand that our methods are, in themselves, 'irregular operations'; we should not leave any leverage for others.

If this message is true, then we should try to maximize the benefits..."

Maguire, an old politician, nodded seriously and said, "I know Hu Lang has a good relationship with Alicia from the Department of Justice, you are responsible for contacting the DOJ...

My old colleagues and friends have all refused to speak with me at this critical juncture.

But I still retain my power, I can mobilize a CIA counter-terrorism task force.

Bayar is useless, but the Department of Homeland Security can coordinate resources for public safety in New York..."

The resources Maguire could mobilize for the dirty bomb incident were pitifully scarce...

The so-called CIA counter-terrorism task force was a joke; the CIA has no domestic law enforcement authority, and when he talked about mobilizing personnel, it meant bringing field officers back from overseas.

By the time these people fly back to America, it would be too late!

Thompson didn't expose Maguire's awkward situation; instead, he chuckled and said, "Sir, don't worry about manpower. If the news is true, we don't need too many people to raid unexpectedly while the enemy is unaware.

Moreover, our boss has a habit of not leaving out friends when there's a good opportunity.

The Department of Homeland Security is not a friend of our boss; in fact, they have always been quite passive in cooperating with him."

Upon hearing this, Maguire curiously asked, "Then who else do you plan to find?

To carry out such an operation, we must have external cooperation, and we cannot afford to make mistakes."

Thompson replied, pointing towards DEA's scapegoat little sister Estelle in the hallway taking pictures with Princess Amina, "Our boss has a deep relationship with the DEA, and their deputy director, Michael Beach, is a staunch ally of our boss.

And there's Danny Logan, this New York detective is really popular lately; he can summon some of the NYPD's resources.

The dirty bomb is in New York; we can coordinate with Danny Logan to lead patrol officers under the pretext of DEA drug inspections.

We have enough manpower!

And if there are no results, the DEA can also brush aside all inquiries."

As he spoke, Thompson looked at the surprised face of Maguire and explained with a smile, "Sir, if it fails, it's just a minor DEA blunder.

But if it succeeds, it will be a secret operation under the guise of the DEA.

Our boss has an amazing concept, which is to naturally enjoy the benefits if you're a friend of ours.

Merits can be magnified..."

After listening, Major General Maguire nodded sincerely and said, "Hu Lang is a magical person, and a very good friend!

Let's do it!

How many people can we assemble now?

The mission can involve the DEA and New York Police, but they cannot know the content of the mission until it is completed.

We absolutely cannot have any mistakes..."

After hearing this, Thompson sighed and said, "It's a pity that 'Jackal' insists on going to Syria, otherwise with him here, those Russian soldiers would have been enough..."

As he spoke, Thompson looked at Maguire with a strange expression and suddenly said with a smile, "But you have to have confidence in us...

P·B will never be short of a decisive force!"

Upon hearing this, Major General Maguire asked curiously, "Who?

A SEAL, Jack Heinz, a prisoner soldier 'Bone Crusher', and who else?"

Saying this, Maguire looked at Princess Amina and the three female warriors beside her in the corridor, and said, "Even if they are indeed champion-level shooters, it still seems a bit insufficient.

Do you want to borrow SWAT from the DEA or New York Police?

Buddy, we can't fully control them during the operation..."

After hearing this, Thompson smiled and said, "Mate, for P·B, America is the next fiercest battleground after Syria.

Eric and Miss Monica have both faced dangers, how could there not be new hands on deck when 'Jackal' has left."

As he spoke, Thompson took out his phone and dialed, and when the call connected, this usually calm old intelligence officer spoke with a somewhat fawning tone, "Miss Kitty, we've encountered a little problem and need some strong assistance.

Does Team C have any time?"

"......"

"OK, I'll wait, we're not actually that much in a hurry..."

"......"

After Thompson hung up the phone, Major General Maguire asked curiously, "Who are you calling?

Can we rely on them?"

Thompson glanced at his watch, and then said to Maguire, "Miss Kitty is an excellent sniper and happens to be Lady Monica's sister; she was sent by our boss's wife to protect Miss Monica.

Well, she is... you know..."

Upon hearing this, Major General Maguire had an epiphany and enviously said, "Where on earth did Hu Lang find such a wife?

My own wife hasn't slept with me in 6 years, but I don't even have the courage to mention 'divorce'.

What is this Team C?

How many teams does Hu Lang have hidden in his pocket?"

Thompson spread his hands smilingly and said, "Team C is a special forces squad that has been active in Central Africa and the Congo Jungle.

Our boss is a bit short on people recently, so they were transferred here.

They may not be the most formidable team in P·B, but they are definitely the most ruthless.

Don't worry, they are more than enough to handle a group of unprepared terrorists."

Major General Maguire still had confidence in Thompson, this intelligence officer who always seemed to be working overtime, causing his face to always look worried, had a level of meticulousness beyond what ordinary people could imagine...

Having received an affirmative answer, Maguire rubbed his hands together eager to start, "Then let's make a big splash, I want to go to the scene and participate in the command..."

Bayar, who had been listening to the whole conversation between the two, raised his hand with a distressed look and said, "Sir, is there any chance I can join..."

"I'm sure I have no prospects, but if I manage to make a significant achievement, I could argue for a substantial severance pay."

Maguire and Thompson exchanged looks and laughed loudly, "No problem, if you can't stay at the Department of Homeland Security, I can write you a recommendation letter to enlist at P·B.

Trust me, a recommendation letter from an American hero can at least ensure your salary starts at grade ten, haha..."

Bayar, the proud intelligence analyst, glanced at his former teacher Thompson, and ultimately lowered his head and said, "Grade ten at P·B is only $50,000 a year, could I request to go to a tax-free place?

I think Iraq is not bad, I have quite a bit of research on the various organizations there!"

Thompson was amused by Bayar's dry humor and shook his head slightly, saying, "No, an intelligence officer's starting point has to be from Sangha Town.

Only by deeply understanding that place can you really understand what kind of person our boss is.

Bayar, I guarantee Sangha Town will not disappoint you.

Only by having been there yourself can you truly understand the power held by my boss.

Only then can you truly see, just how restrained the things he's done in the past were!"

Upon hearing this, Bayar sighed and said, "I really haven't noticed any 'restraint' genes in P·B.

But I'm a newbie, whatever you say goes!"