King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

How could Joe Ga only let Rabbit Squad take action?

'Ferryman', 'Jazz', and the South America Third Squad moved out collectively!

They were all in top-notch Milos Armored Vehicles, with Black Hawk Helicopters providing cover from above.

Using his concern for Rabbit Squad as an excuse, Boss Qiao also got a vehicle and followed at the rear of the convoy.

While it was unlikely he'd engage in the forefront of battle, Boss Qiao could take the role as a sniper...

Switching to a sniper variant HK417, with some specially made sniper rounds...

Whatever, since they had to wait for the special forces to finish before they could move out, if he couldn't get a shot from the front, he'd find a spot to take potshots from around the perimeter, providing support fire could be quite interesting.

Dorian knew he couldn't stop his boss anyway, and as long as they kept a low profile, it wasn't particularly dangerous, so why not let him go.

Boss Qiao's airbase was a bit of a distance from Baghdad Airport, so besides Rabbit Squad, who took Black Hawk Helicopters and rushed over first, it took almost 40 minutes for the others to drive to the outskirts of the airport.

Baghdad Airport is dubbed the most dangerous airport in the world. Hence, it is equipped with military-grade perimeter walls, and even the lobby's floor-to-ceiling windows are bulletproof.

At this moment, the outskirts of the airport were surrounded by the Iraqi military and police, and a fierce battle was taking place inside!

Joe Ga was not adept at managing such chaos. If he were to go in, he could only go in guns blazing, and at the moment, there was no telling how many hostages were in the airport lobby. He had no intention of adding to the chaos...

He found the person in charge of the Iraqi Special Forces who was commanding the scene and the 'Three Yellow Chickens' who had arrived early by helicopter, and he introduced the 'Ferryman' and the 'Third Squad' to them...

Then, he took Dorian, Kitten, Ayu, Menon, and Kuba and found a decent angle along the airport lobby's perimeter wall. He positioned the Milos against the wall, and then he climbed onto the vehicle's roof, setting up his rifle to observe the situation inside.

The exterior of Baghdad International Airport's terminal looked tattered, with pockmarks from bullets and explosions reminding all who approached that Baghdad was not safe.

From his spot, Joe Ga could look through the giant ground-floor windows and discern part of the situation on the first floor of the terminal.

Members of Rabbit Squad and a dozen Iraqi Special Forces were positioned there, using cover to confront the terrorists embedded deeper within the terminal.

Joe Ga's viewing angle was terrible. He couldn't make out the positions or condition of the terrorists, but he had a clear view of the second floor, where several terrorists were using guns to force hostages to stand by the windows, clearly trying to block the line of sight from outside.

Joe Ga couldn't understand the terrorists' motives. What good would taking hostages at the airport do for them?

Negotiate with the Iraqi Government?

It didn't seem likely!

But if it was just to create a terrorist attack, a bomb would have been enough, yet they seemed to be searching for something...

The actions of these people were very hasty, not at all like a planned operation.

Joe Ga frowned and used his scope to survey the people standing against the windows on the second floor. Most were Middle Easterners, with a small portion being Europeans and Americans...

A pregnant woman with blonde hair and blue eyes caught Joe Ga's attention. When a terrorist tried to approach her, she became embroiled in a scuffle, after which she was forcefully pressed against a window, struck in the back with the butt of a gun, and had her hair grabbed as a mobile phone was used to take her photograph.

"Have I seen this woman before?"

Joe Ga nudged 'Kitten', who was beside him grinding her teeth, and said, "I feel like this woman looks familiar..."

'Kitten', her eyes glued to the scope, spoke with a dark expression, "Grace, Grace Reed..."

"Who?"

Joe Ga really couldn't recall who this woman was. He frowned and peered through his scope once more, noticing that the terrorists weren't continuing to harm the woman, and then they proceeded to check each woman one by one...

As the two men in black suits by the woman's side tried to help her up, she forcefully shook off their hands...

Seeing that Joe Ga couldn't recall the woman's identity, 'Kitten' said with a frown, "You really have forgotten, Austria, the surrogate factory, Grace Reed..."

With that reminder from 'Kitten', the memories in Joe Ga's mind surged forth...

Grace Reed was the only woman who had taken up arms to retaliate against those bastards at the time.

"What's she doing in Iraq? Has she lost her mind?"

'Kitten' observed for a moment, then shook her head, "Our guns can't penetrate the bulletproof glass here. We need a bigger gun.

The two men by Grace's side must be her bodyguards, but they seem really spineless right now."

Through his scope, Joe Ga watched the two men in black suits with their hands held high against the glass. He was about to agree with 'Kitten' when he noticed one man's fingers spread wide with what appeared to be his trembling index finger tapping the glass in a certain pattern.

If one didn't observe closely, even someone standing right next to him probably wouldn't notice his actions.

Joe Ga looked carefully for a while, then waved at Dorian and said, "Come up here and take a look, there seems to be a guy inside who wants to tell us something using Morse code?"

Dorian had been on guard with the members of 'Jazz Squad' and was alert to their surroundings. Hearing his boss's call, he took a pair of binoculars from the car, climbed onto the roof, and squatted next to Joe Ga. Following his directions, he looked towards the second floor of the waiting building...

When he saw Grace Reed, Dorian froze for a moment, then fixed his gaze on a man in a black suit next to her for a few seconds. He then excitedly took out a carbon pen, started tapping on top of the perimeter wall, and began to write and draw...

"Find someone, pregnant woman, children, gunmen, fifteen people, bomb vests..."

Five minutes later, Dorian reorganized the sequence and said, "There are 15 gunmen on the second floor, some of them wearing bomb vests, looking for a pregnant woman and two children."

As he spoke, Dorian took out a tactical flashlight, flashed it towards the man's eyes, and then raised the binoculars again...

"Boss, he's spotted us..."

Joe Ga could recognize Morse code but wasn't very proficient, so he said to Dorian, "Have him keep observing. I'll notify 'Three Yellow Chickens'.

That guy has found a tough opponent for Rabbit Squad; wonder if he regrets it now."

Holding the binoculars, Dorian looked towards the first floor for a while and said, "Rabbit Squad has encountered a blockade on the first floor. At this time, others should draw attention to allow the special forces to rappel down from the rooftop for an assault.

The terrorists are searching for people, and since there are not many of them, their control isn't very strong.

We should resolve the fight as quickly as possible; the longer we wait, the more dangerous it becomes for the hostages."

Joe Ga was not the commander; naturally, he couldn't overstep his role...

Having called 'Three Yellow Chickens' on the radio, Joe Ga passed on the intelligence he had received...

The 'Three Yellow Chickens' on the other end of the radio, after discussing briefly with the Iraqi Special Forces commander, drove a car to Joe Ga's vicinity in no time.

Frowning, Joe Ga watched 'Three Yellow Chickens' get out of the car with a middle-aged Caucasian man. He patted Kitten on the back and said, "I'll go down for a minute. We have a Barrett in the car; I'll pass it up to you."

Kitten paused and then nodded vigorously, saying, "Give it to me, I want to blow those son-of-a-bitches away..."

Joe Ga knew Kitten was just blowing off steam. He patted Kitten on the bottom, jumped down from the car, fumbled inside for a while, and then pulled up two Barretts and several boxes of high-penetration, shell-stripping, armor-piercing bullets onto the roof.

Hearing Kitten cheer, Joe Ga then turned around to face 'Three Yellow Chickens' and asked, "What exactly is happening? The terrorists are looking for someone; why not launch an assault?"

'Three Yellow Chickens' looked dismayed, shook his head, walked over to Joe Ga's side, and pointed at the middle-aged, slightly overweight Caucasian, saying, "Boss, this guy's passport name is Earl Lavey. He claims to be the CIA chief in Iraq and demands we wait for instructions.

The Iraqi Special Forces also don't want to launch an all-out attack because there are relatives and children of Iraqi high officials on the second floor."

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga frowned at Earl Lavey and said, "What does this mean? You want to negotiate with terrorists wearing bomb vests?"

Earl Lavey looked very serious and extended his hand to Joe Ga, saying, "Hello, Mr. Hu Lang, I've heard a lot about you!

My name is Earl Lavey, you can call me Earl..."

Seeing Joe Ga's impatient expression, Earl said helplessly, "Sir, it's not that I disagree with the attack, but I need to wait for my people to get here.

The folks inside the waiting building are very important; we can't take any chances..."

Joe Ga didn't think the guy in front of him would dare to lie to him, and he didn't feel responsible for the people in the airport either, so after hearing this, he curiously said, "Who's so important?

The families of a bunch of corrupt Iraqi officials shouldn't be of such concern to the CIA, should they?"

Hearing this, Earl shook his head and said, "Sir, I can't say. The person I'm looking for is extremely critical. Once her identity is revealed, the Iraqi officials will definitely expel us and negotiate with the terrorists...

You know, everyone loves their family..."

Joe Ga nodded slightly and said, "That makes sense, but dragging things out like this will only make it more difficult. Just now, I saw the terrorists taking photos of European and American women to confirm their identity, which means they also don't know what the target looks like..."

In the midst of speaking, Joe Ga suddenly had a thought. He looked around, gazed at the distant Baghdad, and said, "Is there any chance that the person who knows what the target looks like isn't in the airport but is in some hidden location nearby?"

Earl had been at the front of the airport and hadn't noticed some details on the second floor...

Hearing Joe Ga's theory, he paused, then nodded, saying, "Very possible!

The madmen from ISIS are accustomed to filming nearby when they launch an attack. It serves both to collect material and to directly command the terrorists."

Pointing at the car roof, Earl said, "Sir, may I take a look up there? If someone inside can send out messages using Morse code, they might be able to provide us with some help when we actually attack."

Joe Ga, indifferent, gestured towards a nearby Milos and said, "Suit yourself..."

Earl looked a bit overweight and tired but was surprisingly agile as he climbed onto the roof, took out a monocular, and looked for a while. Then he marveled unbelievably, "Oh shit, Grace Reed, what is she doing here?"