King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Musa Suleiman, citing his ethnic customs, bid farewell to Waris's party and returned to an independent cabin within the estate.

With a very good mood, Earl Lavey held a glass of red wine, swirling it while seriously sharing wine knowledge with a Golden Eagle Special Forces soldier next to him.

"Kovac, when you date a woman in the future, you must pay attention to how she holds her wine glass.

Trust me, you can't afford to maintain women who habitually swirl their wine glasses gently."

Big Beard Kovac, being educated about wine knowledge and feeling tipsy, heard Earl Lavey's warning and curiously asked, "Why?"

Musa Suleiman walked over, picked up a 'juice', poured a glass, and drank it in one go, shaking his head and saying, "Because this guy has been swirling his glass to fool you for a while, and you didn't even notice that this bottle of wine costs only nine dollars and ninety-nine cents.

This shows that you can't distinguish between what is truly tasteful and what is pretentious. You can't afford the tasteful ones, and you can't sustain the pretentious ones, so it's best not to gamble the rest of your life on such women."

Hearing this, Kovac raised his middle finger and cursed, "I don't need bastards like you to tell me what kind of woman to find..."

Earl Lavey, his pretense interrupted, looked somewhat annoyed at Musa Suleiman and said, "You came back a little early; you should have stayed at the party longer to find out exactly how much power is behind Waris..."

Musa Suleiman poured the remaining 'juice' from the bottle into his glass, downed it, and said, "This was a trap all along...

After seeing Suleimani's assistant appear at the party, I introduced a high-level member of the Baloch Liberation J to Waris.

Now I realize that it might not have been necessary for me to risk coming here.

Hu Lang and his band of scoundrels have dragged the troublesome armed forces near the border of Pakistan, Iran, and Aqionghan into the mix.

Including mercenaries from Chechnya's opposition, Baloch Liberation J, Indian Special Forces, Iranian Underground Militia, the new ISIS group...

Aaron and Suleimani, those bastards, took money from them and then set a trap for them, waiting for Hu Lang to chew them up."

Saying this, Musa Suleiman looked at a nonchalant Earl Lavey and angrily said, "I can understand all that, but what I don't understand is why we are here?

If it was just to report the location here, we wouldn't even need to be involved!"

Earl Lavey adjusted his suit, raised his wine glass as if in a toast, and said, "Because my little boss needs a lot of money, and the owner of this estate, Waris, has received donations from all over the world...

Moreover, as a frontline intelligence officer, if I can't handle problems on the frontline, how can I gain the trust of the boss?"

Musa Suleiman listened, the veins on his forehead bulging; he was a drug dealer by background but had never seen anyone as shameless as Earl Lavey...

This guy stopped at nothing to curry favor with his boss.

To please the little boss, this intelligence officer, who should have been in the rear lines, directly entered the enemy camp.

An intelligence officer on the frontline is naturally very dangerous, but it's different if he pulls along a source of immense value...

Musa Suleiman's identity not only allows him to enter the core circle of the enemy easily, but his value also ensures his name is on the P·B's 'cannot kill' list.

Musa Suleiman still bears the heavy task of annihilating the Glorious Society, so naturally, he is given special treatment. At least when missiles from the sky come, they'll avoid hitting him.

For someone dealing in intelligence, this is a huge source of security, because P·B fights way too fiercely!

Musa Suleiman stared at Earl Lavey's chubby face, suppressing the urge to punch him, and said in a deep voice, "When is P·B planning to close the net?

Waris is an ambitious but incompetent idiot who still hasn't figured out why he received so much aid and is spreading money everywhere, trying to recruit more forces into Aqionghan.

There's no point in continuing to wait any longer…"

Earl Lavey slightly nodded and said, "You're right, so our boss has decided not to wait...

Waris is a puppet of Russia, but so far, Russia hasn't even attempted to reach out to P·B.

So the farce shall end..."

Hearing this, Musa Suleiman was momentarily stunned; he rubbed his slightly throbbing temples, paced around the room a few times, and said in a deep voice, "I've always found it strange, why did Hu Lang choose Waris?

Is he waiting for Russia's stance?"

Speaking, Musa Suleiman took out a newspaper, opened it, glanced at it, and then showed the front-page headline to Earl Lavey, saying, "Because of the Eastern W's war?"

Earl Lavey did not conceal anything, nodded and said, "Our boss is not trying to participate in the war, but to understand Russia's moves…"

Musa Suleiman considers himself outstanding, yet still doesn't understand...

"What do you mean? Expanding the battlefront to this extent, just to observe Russia's moves?"

Looking at the criminally intelligent but politically naive Musa Suleiman, Earl Lavey slightly shook his head and said, "America has predicted war many times, and each time has been proven correct!

Choosing Waris is partly because of his influence in the Balochistan area. Having him there gives the enemy confidence, making it easier to gather them together to be consumed.

Another aspect is to probe Russia's attitude.

P·B's influence is currently something Russia can't ignore. If they realized the risks of war, they shouldn't condone Waris's reckless actions, or they could at least communicate something to P·B...

But they didn't...

Do you know what this means?"

Musa Suleiman paused for a moment, then nodded in realization and said, "It means Russia isn't ready at all..."

Earl Lavey smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, not proactively engaging with P.B. means they haven't considered reevaluating their stance in the face of the current crisis.

The Slavic people think the gas pipeline keeps them closely tied to Europe, believing Europeans wouldn't be foolish enough to go to war with them.

They think they can maintain the battles in Eastern W within the bounds of internal conflict in Ukraine, profiting from the gas while forcing NATO to back off.

They thought when things reached a certain point, Europe would be the first to exit.

Unfortunately, they got it wrong!"

Musa Suleiman listened, frowned, and said, "What does this have to do with P.B.? How does worsening relations with Russia benefit you?"

Earl Lavey sneered and said, "If I don't align with mainstream Europe and American opinion, how can my boss's arms business thrive?"

Musa Suleiman ignored Earl Lavey's rudeness, nodded and pondered for a moment before saying, "The mainstream narrative suggests Russia might not withstand the pressure. If war is inevitable, and Russia, according to your judgment, is fully unprepared, what happens to your arms business if they lose?"

..............

"How could Russia possibly lose?"

Fully armed, Joe Ga sat inside the transport plane's cabin, organizing his rifle while smiling at Dorian and said, "Haven't you seen the 'predictions' in the media?

They say 'Russia will launch an attack on Ukraine on February 16th'...

They will use every means, including but not limited to ethnic cleansing in East W, to force Russia to make the first move.

As long as Russia strikes first, it means they will gain the initiative.

No matter their reasoning for attacking Ukraine, Ukraine will need time to prepare if it wants to retaliate with NATO's support.

Ukraine is really weak; their military strength is severely overestimated, even with NATO mercenaries, arms, and intelligence support, they need a lot of time to make an effective counterattack.

Either an immediate Russian defeat in East W, or a protracted war of attrition will ensue."

Dorian looked baffled and said, "A win is a win, a loss is a loss, why does that P boss want to fight a long-term war?

It's all flat plains there; a prolonged war means it will become a meat grinder!

What's the point of a long-term war?

Do they think they have too many people?"

Joe Ga sighed, shook his head a bit absent-mindedly and said, "P boss is very old now, he surely doesn't want to go to war...

But once peace is disturbed, the focus of the game shifts from Ukraine to Europe!

A prolonged war will continuously bleed Europe, from both Ukraine and America, the more painful their days become, the more bargaining chips Russia has and the more valuable they are.

I guess P boss still dreams of mediating relations with Europe, never wanting to give up his authority.

Once peace is disrupted, this old chap's best approach in seeking reelection in a few years is to extend the war.

Otherwise, faced with post-war economic devastation and population trauma, he'd struggle to stabilize internally within Russia."

Joe Ga suddenly sighed and said, "Elephant, sometimes politics is just so terrifying...

Old Bayer wants to crush Russia economically and politically, to unite Europe at his side, everyone rushing into Russia to make money, then turning around to collectively bite the East.

P boss wants to maintain the status quo, even if war breaks out, the ultimate goal is to compel NATO to compromise, and they can even accept conditions that don't cross the bottom line...

This is not fundamentally a territorial dispute, yet its final manifestation could be the most brutal tug-of-war on the plains.

You're right, a lot of people will die!

At the end, everyone will realize that regardless of the outcome, many of those invested there will die meaninglessly..."

Dorian listened, bowed his head in silent contemplation for a while and said, "So boss, you've already started withdrawing people from East W early on...

Because we are powerless there, right?"

Joe Ga didn't answer; he watched as a co-pilot entered the cabin, gesturing...

With a hand patting Dorian's shoulder, Joe Ga put a respirator on his face, then walked to the two Talus vehicles in the middle of the cabin, carefully scanning to confirm...

After ensuring everything was in order, he activated the radio, gestured to the guys in the cabin, and loudly shouted, "let's go..."