King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 762 - 696 The Feast of the Giants_2

762: Chapter 696: The Feast of the Giants_2

762 -696: The Feast of the Giants_2

Joe Ga fully embraced the essence of “uniting all the forces that can be united,” and step by step, he brought P·B to a position that no one can ignore now!

Of course, business in Iraq can’t be eaten for a lifetime.

Maybe after three to five years, P·B will have to vacate the market and transform to focus on logistics, letting the market return to rationality and commercial principles.

But what does that matter?

With this time, Joe Ga will be able to fully integrate the business in Central Afrika, which is his core territory!

By the time the first wave of literacy campaigns is completed in Central Africa and a large number of loyal Xiao Hei soldiers grow up, the world will be a different place by the time P·B expands outwards.

Sitting patiently at the head of the table, Joe Ga was like the Brother Song Jiang of the bandits’ gathering hall, divvying up England’s security contracts and the corrupt officials’ security services with a gang of bandits…

Watching a bunch of guys who act high and mighty usually, discussing after the finish about arranging to fly in a batch of girls from Eastern Europe to celebrate…

Joe Ga, annoyed, raised his middle finger and said, “Guys, you’re about to get rich, and now you all owe me a favor…

I’m going to leave for a while.

In this time, you guys have to at least maintain the current situation in Iraq, no problem, right?”

Sebastian Rosamo, triple-sized than Tian Peng, immediately nodded and said, “Don’t worry, Hu Lang, as long as you don’t plan to come back after a year, I guarantee there won’t be any changes here.

Actually, we all want this situation to continue indefinitely…”

As he spoke, Sebastian winked at Joe Ga, laughing and saying, “Our guys are lobbying in Washington, and the second round of secret military funding is about to be approved.

As far as I know, the White House and the Pentagon have run out of patience with ISIS.

This time, it’s figures with ten digits.

As long as the timing is right, we’re going to go full force.

How about it, can we let P·B take the lion’s share this time?”

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga decisively waved his hand and said, “You wish, you motherfucker.

Do you think I should charge forward if I take the lion’s share?

I’m making a good amount now.

I still want to do logistics, and you guys are welcome to call for artillery and air support anytime…

A bunch of war traders buying logistical support from me, I fucking love this feeling now!

Hit hard and serve with dedication, haha…”

The big shots in the room looked at each other and shook their heads with a chuckle…

It’s easy to work with someone who has clear ideas, but trying to take advantage of them is pure fantasy.

If P·B isn’t at the front, that artillery and air support will never be free.

They’re now in love with the logistics provided by P·B, even though it’s raised their management costs quite a bit.

But it’s time-saving, labor-saving, and efficient, and obviously personnel losses have been minimal.

This is something these bloodsuckers are not used to!

Zack Williams, the vice president of Cubic Corporation, looked at Joe Ga and said with a smile, “Hu Lang, our business in Iraq is basically over.

I heard that P·B is expanding.

Do you want your own command system?

As long as you’re willing to spend the money on launching your own communication satellites, you can have a global command system.

Satellites are cheap, you know!”

Joe Ga knew right away this guy was full of crap.

What can a couple of small satellites do?

Even ten or eight of them, P·B couldn’t handle.

However, the technology and equipment of Cubic Corporation are reliable, and it’s worth sending someone to investigate and learn.

Some money that should be spent can’t be saved – at the very least, all airport security systems in Central Afrika need upgrades, and Sangha Town also needs a professional information processing center.

Otherwise, relying only on technicians to watch the monitors, P·B will end up with a bunch of blind people in a few years.

This stuff is tricky and must be handled by professionals; it’s a classic case of big spending for big returns.

After hesitating for a moment, Joe Ga looked at Zack Williams and said, “We all know satellites aren’t realistic.

If I had that money, I’d rather go to Russia and buy a few communication satellites that are about to be phased out.

But Cubic’s equipment and software engineering are indeed advanced.

After a while, I can send someone over to have a look at your place.

If there is an opportunity to collaborate, I would like to have an information processing center and take the chance to update the airport security systems in Central Africa.

I’m definitely a thorn in the side of terrorists now, and P·B can’t just grow legs and run away, so I have to take care of my own security.”

Zack Williams heard this, stretched out his hand happily to shake hands with Joe Ga, and said, “Then I’ll wait for your good news!

When you have time to visit our company, you’ll see that Cubic is the best systems integration supplier in the world. freēnovelkiss.com

I’ve seen the data on your unmanned airship; its application in civilian equipment is, to put it mildly, lackluster.

If you need, we can provide some unmanned aerial vehicle pods and ground stations that include remote data links.

You know what that means, right?”

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga was astounded and said, “With the unmanned airship as the core, combined with the ground stations to extend the data link range, if we equip unmanned aerial vehicles with pods, they can be utilized over a large range…

Shit, you want to con me into buying drones; no way, I’m not falling for it.

Without our own satellite and large ground control stations, drones are pretty useless…”

Zack Williams pretended to be regretful, shook his head, then said with a smile, “Well, my sales pitch has failed!

But the pods can be used not only for drones; your Griffins can use them too.

You certainly can’t expect your pilots to call you on their cell phones every time they go beyond radio communication range, right?

The unmanned airship is an intermediate product, but it does match well with those propeller fighter planes of yours.

If you’re interested, we would be happy to provide you with an improvement plan!”

Joe Ga subconsciously touched his wallet, then realized he was so rich he didn’t even know how much money he had.

He finally nodded and said, “In that case, I’ll send someone to learn at your place.

As long as the final plan is approved, I’ll pay.”

Zack Williams heard this, smiled, and nodded, saying, “Doing business with you is really not easy, but it’s a deal then!”

As he spoke, Zack Williams suddenly slapped his forehead and said, “Oh, one more thing I almost forgot.

That little guy with glasses, Andre, talked to me.

He’s quite interested in our company’s fighter jet simulation training systems.

He told me he set up a pilot training base and fighter jet maintenance station in Central Africa…

Our company is the largest air combat training system supplier in the world, with a complete set of pilot simulation systems, and we have two F-14 ‘Panda’ trainers that have been digitally retrofitted.

Are you interested?”

Joe Ga, amazed, stared at the Jewish old man in front of him who was hell-bent on scooping money from his pockets, and gave a thumbs up, saying, “If your F-14 ‘Panda’ can impress me, then I’ll consider it.

Variable-sweep wing fighters were once the stuff of my dreams, cooler in my mind than the F-16.

But as much as I love the F-14, I love money more.

If it’s too expensive, I definitely won’t want it.

The L-159 trainer jets from Iraq are quite cheap.

If I ask them to spare a couple more for me, I reckon they won’t mind.”

Seeing that Joe Ga was intrigued, Zack Williams smiled slyly, squinting his eyes, and said, “P·B is now a trusted military company.

As long as the Trade Commission doesn’t make trouble, I guarantee you’ll be very satisfied with the price.”

With that, Zack Williams stood up, looked around at the people with a smile, and said, “Gentlemen, Cubic’s business here is done; I’m going home now.

I wish you all make a fortune here!”

Zack Williams’s spirit of wanting to clinch a few big deals from Boss Joe before leaving earned him admiration from everyone.

Since they weren’t in the same league, they could only offer respectful smiles to Zack, watching the old man leave the meeting room.

The rest of the attendees still had a lot of business to discuss.

They now considered P·B to be on their level, and many were very interested in the business P·B couldn’t handle on its own.

For instance, Thomas Lynch from Xe (formerly Blackwater) wanted to collaborate with P·B to take over the security contracts the New Jersey Branch couldn’t manage…

But Thomas Lynch hadn’t had the chance to speak up when a commotion started outside…

‘Three Yellow Chickens’ rushed into the meeting room, as if his butt was on fire, and said to Joe Ga, “Boss, there’s been a terrorist attack at Baghdad Airport.

Rabbit Squad is requesting deployment.

They have a lot of people; we need helicopter and armored vehicle support…”