From arms dealer to king of war

If you decide to go to the hotel, there is nothing to hesitate about...

The location Galci chose to stay was very secluded and not too far from the hotel where Chris was kidnapped. It only took 15 minutes to walk.

Knowing that he might be in trouble, Qiao Jia naturally had to be fully armed, including a bulletproof vest, a tactical backpack, a tactical helmet...

Sergey watched Dorian drive the two cars into the yard, and then put several activation boxes for spring knives and spearhead missiles on the roof of the car for backup. The old guy's eyes went straight...

A box of switch knives costs $80,000, and a box of Spearhead missiles costs more than $60,000...

The boss is just out on the street, what is the concept of showing off hundreds of thousands first?

If you have this kind of money, if you go to Dong W, you can find hundreds of human body armors 'wearing' around, and there are people who are going to get shot at them.

The KGB retired and did not defect. After returning to their hometown, life was relatively difficult unless they were involved with Eastern European gangs.

Sergei seems to have found a very high-ranking civil servant in KL, but given the economic level of KL, unless a civil servant engages in corruption, his salary will be very average.

Think about the time when the corrupt people in Ukraine and KL used arms to make a living, just like the Double Eleven discounts. They were sold in warehouses one by one. For a small profit, the strategic bombers were scrapped as soon as they were scrapped.

That’s why they haven’t made a fortune!

An old-school KGB guy like Sergey was very unaccustomed to Boss Qiao's style, and he couldn't hide the surprise and envy in his eyes.

An intelligence officer like Galci who works in the NATO area is much better, although he has never seen this kind of approach of showing off suicide drones and individual missiles...

But for rich people, whatever they do when they have money is right!

After everyone was ready, they set off quickly. At this time, Galxi saw the difference between P·B and other mercenary teams...

too expensive!

Regardless of the individual qualities of the soldiers, from the perspective of appearance alone, the comparison between P.B. and the Golden Eagle is like the difference between a Ferrari and a Lada.

Not only in terms of price, but also in terms of equipment details.

Everyone wears jeans and white T-shirts, with tactical vests and helmets.

But the weapons and equipment are completely different...

Let’s not talk about guns. Customized firearms, such as AKM, SVD, VSS, PKM, etc. used by people in the Golden Eagle, are not on the same level in terms of price.

The equipment on my body is even more exaggerated...

The micro-drone pops out of the backpack, the sci-fi goggles on the face, the obviously better-made sound pickup headphones, and the gray-black exoskeleton patch with a strong sci-fi color that is very obvious on everyone's bare arms. …

The combination of these things makes P·B's soldiers look like deadly sharp knives, while the apparently very elite Golden Eagle Special Forces standing next to them look like cannon fodder.

Galci and Puyol led the way, with Joga and the others following closely behind. As they walked, they could faintly hear Sergey behind him communicating in a low voice with the long-faced middle-aged man, the commander of the Golden Eagle's team, 'Tomahawk'... …

When Dorian and the others showed off all their equipment, it was obvious that the Golden Eagle's morale dropped instantly. Qiao Jia didn't take it seriously at first, but he still underestimated the equipment gap. For these soldiers fighting in a foreign land, it was very difficult to bring them to the battlefield. The psychological impact comes...

When everyone was about to enter the main road and needed to divide their forces to block the front and rear doors of the hotel, Qiaojia couldn't help turning his head and looked at Sergei and 'Tomahawk' and said: "Guys, cheer up, no matter what you are doing now If you have any ideas, let me see your professionalism first.

If your performance can meet my requirements, P·B will support second-tier suppliers.

If you know about ‘Tuareg Force’ and ‘Sea Hounds’, then you should know that their equipment is all rented from P·B.

As long as you perform well enough and are willing to sign a long-term service contract, you will be able to enjoy more resources.

But all of this should have a prerequisite, don’t you think? "

'Tomahawk', who had been silent since Qiao Jia appeared, suddenly raised his hand and said: "Sir, if the Golden Eagle becomes a secondary service provider, will our people still have the opportunity to join P·B to fight for the treatment of the special team? ?

Sir, our guys are all very good soldiers, they have a sense of honor, but they suddenly can't find their target!

I think P·B can give them new goals! "

Qiao Jia looked at Sergey next to him with a shit-eating expression on his face. He suddenly felt a little funny, but more importantly, he was proud...

A private military contracting company that transcends nationality and has become an internationally renowned company that is highly desired by special forces soldiers.

This feeling……

P·B has spent a lot of money over the years to build up his image and has done many things that are unbelievable to ordinary people.

Qiao Jia has long been numb to the praise from the outside world, but this time the ‘Tomahawk’ provided him with a more direct vanity and joy.

Qiao Jia looked at the soldiers who still had light in their eyes. After thinking for a while, he said: "In the future, P·B will organize new recruitment every two years. I think soldiers in the second-tier supplier team should have priority. right."

Sergey looked at Tomahawk and became a little excited because of Boss Joe's words. He muttered words like 'fool' and 'idiot' in his mouth, spread his hands and said: "Boss, Tomahawk is an idiot who doesn't have enough brains. But he was a really good soldier."

As he spoke, Sergey raised his Uzi submachine gun, which was specially designed for robbing banks, and said helplessly: "These Cold War freaks are all misers, and the equipment they provide us is terrible.

For the sake of this idiot Tomahawk admiring you so much, the hotel's mission is over. Can we rent some equipment in advance that at least seems to be valuable?

This will also make the self-esteem of these idiots feel a little better..."

Galsi walked to the alley to check, then looked back at Sergey and said expressionlessly: "The mercenaries should solve the equipment problem by themselves. You are not professional at all in this regard."

Sergei raised a hand and cursed while saying: "500,000, I'm going to take 20 fucking people from Syria to Iraq to help you fight the terrorists. Do I still have to prepare my own weapons?"

Galci nodded seriously and said: "This is the market price, which is completely reasonable in theory.

Because all you have to do is pull the trigger and the most important thing is that we are doing it! "

Qiao Jia was stunned by the conversation between the two...

20 special forces, 500,000 commission, 25,000 US dollars each, are going to fight the terrorists with real swords and guns.

It was P.B.'s special forces team. Not to mention that it would be unlucky to die. If one or two pieces of their equipment were lost on the battlefield, they might lose the money of a house doing this job.

The living environment of these golden eagle soldiers was worse than Boss Qiao expected.

It’s not just a matter of money, but the blow to my self-esteem is really too severe!

At this time, Qiaojia went to see Sergey again, and suddenly felt that the old man was not as rude and frivolous as he appeared on the surface.

Because Boss Qiao has killed an old man from the KGB. If such an old man is willing to commit crimes, he will surely make much more money than he does now.

As a result, this old guy actually took a group of members of the Golden Eagle Special Forces and went to work on the Syrian battlefield.

Never mind whether what he did was just or not, the least he did was legal business.

He allowed these golden eagles to raise his family and maintain basic professional self-esteem.

This can be seen from the fact that "Tomahawk" speaks for his comrades and expresses P·B's yearning. What they long for is a work life with a sense of honor and dignity.

For mercenaries, it is really difficult to maintain these two points!

Qiaojia waved his hand to stop Sergey who wanted to greet Garsi's old mother's ashes. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Shut up from now on and let me see your professional qualities."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia looked at Galsi with a strange expression and said, "It's hard for me to understand. Shouldn't you find a way to give them the best weapons to rescue Chris?"

Garsi was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "Sir, you have underestimated Sergei. He has led people to carry out more than a dozen difficult missions in Syria, but the Golden Eagle has never been killed in battle.

Weapons have never been the key to solving problems for people like us.

Excessive force will make them lose their vigilance and enthusiasm for using their brains...

If you want to save Chris, just relying on a gun is useless. "

Qiao Jia looked at Galsi with a serious look on his face. Although he didn't understand the old man's thoughts, he felt that this old man was thinking about himself, and then he suddenly felt that this old man was not so handsome anymore...

Galci didn't seem to realize that his words made Qiao Jia a little unhappy. He glanced at the row of police cars parked in front of the hotel across the street and said: "We have to separate into teams to bypass those policemen. You are too eye-catching now.

Being targeted by the Baghdad police and defense forces is very detrimental to our operations..."

Qiao Jia looked at the old-school Galsi, he shook his head and patted Dorian on the back...

Dorian grinned at Galsi, then took out a lion armband and put it on his chest. Then he walked directly onto the street and came to the police car, and showed the badge on his chest to several Iraqi police cars...

Several Iraqi policemen had no suspicion at all, because no one would pretend to be someone from P.B. As long as they could get the outfit together, there was no need to impersonate anyone.

A policeman who was obviously the leader made a call and went out, and then the two policemen in this group followed Dorian with their hats in hand and ran all the way to the alley...

"Sir, the operation authorization has been approved. How do you need us to assist you?"

Qiao Jia raised his chin at the strange-looking Galsi, and then said to the middle-aged policeman who was obviously the leader: "You help us enter the hotel to control the situation, and then send another person to help our people block the back door of the hotel. .”

The middle-aged policeman clearly recognized Boss Qiao. He nodded excitedly and said, "No problem, Mr. Jackal...

Please come with me, our people have already gone in to rescue your friends, but it would be better if you could come. "

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment and said, "Go in and take a look. I want to catch a few alive this time!"