King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 1058 - 938: Making a Big Deal out of it_3

All the seemingly natural deals and negotiations in the past, though they didn’t benefit P.B. immediately, generated long-term gains and, at critical moments, provided Joe Ga with pivotal support.

This was why P.B. had barely any manpower in Kinshasa, yet the movements of ’Barsakya’ were fully under control.

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Joe Ga didn’t want to make Steven’s job too difficult. If a diplomatic crisis arose right after he took office and he couldn’t resolve it, he’d be in serious trouble.

And with the intelligence provided by Frester, Joe Ga knew that James wasn’t deeply involved. By now, James must have realized he had been used as a pawn by the English...

Joe Ga took a sip of beer, giving Steven enough time to process, then said, "Steven, I have no problem letting James go, but the CDC must get involved.

Congo doesn’t have qualified epidemic control methods; the CDC must send personnel equipped with devices and medical supplies here.

When the time comes, I’ll allow the CDC team to escort James back to the embassy for residence or treatment, but until everything is over, he cannot leave Kinshasa.

The rationale is already there: the Marburg virus has an incubation period. Instead of isolating him in America, it’s better to keep him quarantined in Kinshasa.

I can give that guy one opportunity—to voluntarily mobilize resources into Congo, maybe even let him play the good guy.

But you need to tell him—this is the last time...

This guy doesn’t even know who the real decision-makers are, yet he had the audacity to cause trouble during America’s power transition.

This time, he’ll learn his lesson. In the future, you’ll find it much easier to use him."

As Steven heard Boss Joe’s intent to drag the CDC into the situation, he immediately understood that Joe was planning to escalate things.

And that meant the Marburg virus was, in fact, as reported by the media—intentionally released. Likely, it had even targeted Joe specifically, which explained his anger.

Thinking about how Ambassador James had sobbed over the phone, Steven sighed and said, "Hu Lang, he wouldn’t dare anymore. That guy’s been scared out of his wits!

I’ll get someone to prepare the plane immediately and figure out a way to convince the CDC to cooperate with you..."

"No need!"

Joe Ga shook his head decisively, responding, "I don’t need any orchestrated cooperation. I have nothing to hide; I fear no scrutiny. The CDC can proceed as usual when they arrive—the more upright their personnel, the better.

I don’t have virus experts here, but the CDC does. Let them use their technology to trace the virus’s origin. I want concrete evidence to nail those people to the wall of shame!"

As he spoke, Joe Ga thought about the hotel in the center of Kinshasa, which was under siege. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, the Marburg virus hasn’t even erupted yet, but the international health organization’s inspection team has already arrived in Kinshasa...

They even have yachts ready, prepared to take a tour of Central Africa at any moment and then issue orders to seal it off.

I’ll personally send them to the epidemic zone for a tour since they’re all ’experts.’ Surely, they can’t bear to watch those patients suffer..."

Steven caught the chill in Joe Ga’s voice, and he couldn’t help but shed a few drops of sympathetic tears for those people...

Their plan had originally been seamless, almost flawless.

But for some reason, the moment Boss Joe returned, everything started to unravel...

Now, the embassies of France, China, and even Russia had already taken action to make their stances clear.

America’s ambassador was being held by Joe Ga’s leverage, desperately begging for help. The space for those conspirators’ schemes had vanished entirely.

This was a true ’strategic play,’ forcing everyone to reveal their cards and then comparing who had the upper hand!

In Congo, those people had no moral high ground. They couldn’t compare fists either!

As for what would happen to England in the end, Steven couldn’t yet predict. But as far as that G.I.D. company was concerned—in Steven’s eyes, it was already dead!