From arms dealer to king of war

Qiao Jia understood what Kaman meant. The old guy seemed a little anxious since he encountered a sudden attack on the road last time.

He couldn't influence the situation on such a battlefield, so he could only work on Boss Qiao.

From the first day when P·B was officially established and they formed the real A team and entered the jungle of Afika, Kaman has been teaching Qiao Jia how to walk in the jungle through words and deeds. At the same time, he kept trying to teach Qiao Jia how to walk in the jungle. How did Qiao Jia get into the enemy's visual and shooting blind spots?

It's a pity that Qiao Jia always felt that it was irrelevant and awkward because of his own problems.

To be honest, the intensity of the battles in Afika in the early days was not very high. P·B's equipment advantage was too great, so Kaman was not too anxious, but slowly taught Qiao Jia during daily sparring.

For example, running at a variable speed, or practicing fighting with the boss Joe, the fighting novice every day...

Kaman never thought about training Qiao Jia to become a fighting master. What he taught Qiao Jia the most was observation and footwork.

It's a pity that this old guy is a strong warrior, but he is never a good teacher who can teach students according to their aptitude at will. In addition, Qiao Jia has been very busy, so his progress has been very slow.

Now the old guy is under pressure. He can't wait for Qiao Jia to learn slowly...

He knew that Qiao Jia was the kind of person with a big heart who reacted faster under high pressure. He had not thought of it in the past, but now he found that if he limited the scope to a small environment and increased the number of enemies, Qiao Jia could be effectively stimulated. potential.

Qiao Jia can kill 6 seals and 2 hostages in 2 seconds. There is no reason why he can't go further.

6 enemies, and 6 top seals is still too exaggerated. It is a bit beyond the limits of human beings. Kaman himself can't do it. In fact, in this situation, it is very difficult for him to fight one against two, but it is perfect for one against three. Not sure anymore.

However, Qiao Jia's shooting skills were better than Kaman's, so the old guy naturally had to put forward higher requirements. He felt that if there were only four people in the room, it would still be possible to ask Qiao Jia to kill them while he was still alive.

Kaman doesn't want to force Qiao Jia to become the best in the world in CQB, but he wants Qiao Jia to learn to use his feet under high pressure, instead of being handsome and betting his life against the enemy like in the movies.

In Kaman's heart, Boss Joe's life is more important than his own!

Qiao Jia never refuses the old guy's kindness, but he is still a little scared about this kind of training, because it really hurts to be shot...

When Qiao Jia and the others appeared at the door of the warehouse, there was violent applause outside.

The attack team still lost because they were all wiped out and the hostages were killed by Boss Joe.

However, this did not prevent everyone from applauding, because everyone present asked themselves that they would never be able to do that.

Maybe using the same tactics, they can rush to the seals, but absolutely no one can change seven like Boss Joe.

This is an inhuman performance!

If Team A gets admiration, then what Team Jazz gets is awe!

This silent signal flag was too powerful and they were all wiped out, but their combat style was too direct and too fierce.

They are also special forces, but they have abandoned the complicated things of special forces and formed a set of vicious routines suitable for frontal combat. They will kill you without saying a word when they meet.

Such talents are real veterans tempered by high-intensity battlefields. They know that efficiency is more important than anything else. If you move slower, the enemy's heavy artillery may come over...

Qiao Jia smiled and high-fived the people around him for a while, then raised his hand and said: "I need a few volunteers to cooperate with me in training...

Of course, the exercise here continues, and I think we can definitely do it.

If you can kill those seals in three days, I will give you a bonus of 50,000 yuan. "

The reward given by Boss Qiao made everyone around him stunned, and then everyone burst into cheers...

Trigger and his group, who were worried about being embarrassed before, took the initiative to find another group of veterans, and then began to discuss a battle plan.

The Colombian and Bolivian teams were even more eager to try, preparing for a wheel battle, and the seals were killed by each wheel.

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In the next few days, after Qiao Jia finished his work in the morning, he started to receive what Kaman called special training after lunch.

An 8*8 meter small house is filled with various furniture and furnishings, all of which are temporary items made of wooden boards.

Then Qiao Jia started to rush inside...

He did not have Kaman's miraculous abilities and intuition, so at Crow's suggestion, he chose this venue that simulated a real room to give him a certain amount of cover.

The Jazz Squad is Qiao Jia’s sparring partner!

These guys don't seem to be afraid of pain. For 200 yuan each, they can practice with Qiao Jia for an entire afternoon, and they won't complain no matter how many times they get shot.

Qiao Jia is indeed talented, and Kaman seems to have found a way to stimulate his boss...

That is to secretly steal the inserts of the rebound jacket.

Some people will develop fear due to the tremendous pain after being shot, but Qiao Jia does not. Diving training has caused him to lack a sense of awe of death, and the pain will only make him calmer.

In just one day, Jorgia gave up his Red Dead Redemption style. His instinct was to fall and roll as soon as he entered the room.

The posture is particularly ugly, but according to Kaman, having this awareness is enough to get started, at least you won't be killed by concentrated fire the moment you enter.

The next day, ‘Crow’ took the initiative to dim the lights in the room and asked Boss Joe to use night vision goggles.

This guy knows how to train better than Kaman. When Qiao Jia found a little feeling, he immediately provided him with convenient conditions, allowing him to adapt quickly in a relatively relaxed state.

Kaman's blind spot play was originally meant to be used in dim conditions.

Being able to use it in broad daylight like him requires a long period of training and integrating many habits into one's bones.

Boss Joe can't do it no matter what. He's not even as good as those jungle ghosts at this point.

But what does it matter?

It is enough for Qiao Jia to be able to understand the meaning and react subconsciously at the first contact to gain half a second or one second of shooting time.

The defense of six people in an 8*8 room is already the limit. If there are more people, it will block the shooting range of one's own people, which may lead to accidental injuries.

It was in this extreme environment that Boss Qiao completed his second critical tempering since his diving training.

From the moment he entered, he was focused on fire at most one for two. Later, he would fall into the room in various postures to achieve one for three. Later, he could roll in and then bounce up, so as to gain about a second of time. One for four.

To be able to do this against the Jazz team is already an incredible achievement in the eyes of others.

But Kaman is still not very satisfied. What he wants is the boss's personal safety, not his own life in exchange for a few lives.

But this kind of thing still needs to be done slowly. Qiao Jia has an extra subconscious reaction, which is already a huge improvement.

This subconscious reaction can buy him an extra half second when facing an expert, which is enough for the time being!

However, this kind of knee-jerk reaction that is 'prompted' by bullets is not without cost.

On the third day, Qiao Jia couldn't bear it anymore. After completing the training, he took the initiative to find the 'Medical Bird' and asked him to use his medical knowledge to convince Kaman that he could no longer steal the boss's bulletproof insert. .

Qiao Jia lay in a large bathtub mixed with ice and water at home, holding Nice's hand for comfort.

The two chatted about what happened in the past few days...

A coalition of mercenaries joined forces with the Iraqi government to establish an evacuation point outside Mosul.

P·B withheld some of the Kurds' supplies but failed to force them into battle.

It’s not that there were no follow-ups to the more than 200 PKK members who died before, but the Kurdish leaders found Steven who stayed in Baghdad and wanted him to bring justice to the Kurds.

How could Steven care about these guys? Not to mention that the jackal had already greeted him, even if the jackal was out of breath, he would still side with P·B and drive these Kurds to the front line.

It's a pity that Steven didn't understand the attitude of this group of Kurds. They just wanted to cause trouble and prevent the Kurdish armed soldiers from going into battle, so that they could finally pick the peaches, and by the way, they could pull the entire Iraq to resist the pressure of the Turks.

It doesn't matter if you Steven refuses to uphold justice. I will be running around in Baghdad calling for help. As long as I can gain support by doing misfortune, I might be able to win a few more seats in the National Assembly.

Steven is busy integrating the interests of the American Petroleum Group and negotiating with people from China Energy Company. He is very busy at the moment. How can he care about what the Kurds think?

A very strange situation has emerged in Iraq now, and no one has thought about ending the battle quickly.

Because of the threat of dirty bombs, NATO hopes that the coalition forces will continue to exert pressure on Isis in Mosul, hoping that they will compromise or make mistakes.

The Iraqi government is worried about casualties and the attitude of its two bad neighbors, and it does not want the Kurds to pick peaches.

Forget about the mercenaries, they hope this war will last forever.

Only P·B has basically achieved its strategic goals now, and they don’t care. The longer the war lasts, the more P·B can earn.

Qiao Jia lay in the ice water and talked to Nice about the situation in Iraq, and then cursed all parties for their failure to live up to expectations, which had delayed P·B's efficiency in making money, and then slowly fell asleep.

After Qiao Jia fell asleep, Nice found a towel and put it on the back of Qiao Jia's head, then squatted on the edge of the bathtub, reached out and touched Qiao Jia's slightly frowning brow...

Seeing Qiao Jia's brows slowly unfurling, a bright smile appeared on Nice's face.

She knew that the man in front of her was too tired recently, as if everything could not be separated from him.

Just when Nice was looking at Qiao Jia's face in a daze, the satellite phone next to him suddenly rang...

Nice picked up the phone, glanced at the name on it, and connected decisively, then said, "'Professor,' if it's not important, can you call me in two hours?"

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In the northeastern part of Syria at the border with Turkey and Iraq, the 'Professor', protected by several Serbian paratroopers, sat on a stone with his face covered in blood...

Looking at the transport plane that made an emergency landing not far away, the 'Professor' smiled bitterly and said: "I need someone to save my life, I crashed...

Someone used a Stinger to attack my transport plane as I was about to land.

There are only 6 people around me now, there is fighting nearby, I don't know what is going on. "

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When Nice heard this, she decisively shook Qiao Jia awake and said, "Something happened to 'Professor'!

I'll go get everyone ready..."

As he walked out, Nice said: "Our Syria plan can be advanced..."

Qiao Jia took the phone, nodded and said: "Let the transport plane prepare..."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia put the phone to his ear and said in a calm tone: "'Professor,' you first find a safe place to hide.

Don't worry about anything, just tell me your location and I'll pick you up..."

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'Professor', listening to the sound of gunfire in the distance and a few streaks of smoke rushing towards the convoy of emergency landing transport planes, he smiled bitterly and said: "Excuse me, Jackal. I didn't expect that I would go out of business just after taking over the business in the Middle East." Got this problem!

I think I might have been betrayed..."

Qiao Jia listened and said comfortingly: "It's normal. My coming to Iraq caused you to have a conflict with your colleagues. I am responsible for this and should have warned you earlier.

Don't be nervous, follow the paratroopers around you, they should be experienced, be sure to hold on, I'll be there soon! "

The 'Professor' wiped the blood from his forehead to prevent it from flowing into his eyes. He glanced at the six paratroopers next to him who only had simple light weapons. He motioned for them to lead the way and whispered into the phone: "Jackal, if I die, Help me kill the Middle East head and deputy general manager of Yog Imbert Company...

Please help me take good care of Ana..."

Qiao Jia stood up from the bathtub, pulled a towel and wiped his body and said: "Hold on, if unfortunately you are captured, report your company and position first.

Syrian armed groups need weapons, and you can provide them.

No matter what happens, you must save your life...

Hold on, hold on, I'll find you soon! "

Qiao Jia said in an extremely cold voice: "I will make those who attacked you pay the price and make them regret it for the rest of their lives!"

As soon as Qiao Jia finished speaking, the 'professor' hung up the phone...

Looking at the kitten standing next to him holding a new combat uniform, Qiao Jia threw away the phone and said while getting dressed: "Contact Chris for me and ask him to come over and help handle the matter.

Inform Antar to stay and take care of business while coordinating the use of Predator drones.

Let Jazz Team and Team B prepare, bring enough vehicles, and we will parachute into Syria in a C130. "

Mao Mao's eyes lit up after hearing this and said: "Are we going to enter Syria to fight? Are we going to bring a few Kurdish militiamen with us?"

After hearing this, Qiao Jia hesitated for a moment and then nodded and said: "Find two guides who are familiar with the border...

This attack was not directed at the 'professor', but at me...

FUCK, I'm going to take out the intestines of those bastards from the Armored Group..."