King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Joe Ga never expected that a trip to the hospital could bring such good fortune.

Upon hearing a loud scream from the OR, along with Dr. Tan's scolding, Joe Ga watched 'Kitten' being jostled out of the operating room by several nurses. He waved his hand with a smile and said, "Change your clothes, get a new hairstyle, or something, and go back in there.

You have to let off all that steam today, otherwise once my complaint is sent through, it'll be a problem whether that guy can stay in Central Africa."

'Kitten' shrugged carelessly and said, "That doctor claimed I bumped into the lieutenant's broken rib, nearly injuring his lung. I think that's enough."

Having heard this, Joe Ga said indifferently, "Then do as you please."

Speaking of which, Joe Ga looked at 'Hemostatic Forceps' and said, "Find us a place to rest, then go mingle with those doctors a bit, and try to figure out their group and names.

I'll have someone check out their background. If there's no issue, it's not out of the question to set up a simple hospital in Sangha Town.

Think of it as welfare for those poor villagers, and after all, it doesn't cost us a penny, right?"

......

A few hours later, Joe Ga met Dorian 'Chainsaw' 'Crowbar' in the ward.

Dorian had a stabilizer on his chest, 'Chainsaw' had his face wrapped in gauze, and compared to these two, 'Crowbar' seemed to be the most severely injured at the time, but in reality, he merely had superficial wounds.

Once Dorian was settled in bed, Joe Ga went over and bumped fists with him, laughing, "I heard your screams. 'Hemostat' said you acted like a girl in that moment."

Upon hearing this, Dorian wailed while clutching his head, "That's not how it was. That doctor looked really terrifying at the time. I thought he wanted to stick his fingers inside my ribs."

While saying this, Dorian pointed at 'Chainsaw' and said, "I thought I would be like 'Chainsaw,' get anesthetized and sleep through it, but the bastard refused to use anesthesia on me. I have to complain about him, boss, I should complain."

'Hemostat' looked down on Dorian, walked over under the pretense of checking the IV, and slapped his ribs, causing Dorian to jerk and then wail before collapsing back onto the bed...

"OK, OK, I understand. You've fallen for that crazy doctor. He's a decent guy, I admit, now please, spare me!"

Ignoring Dorian's loser's wail, Joe Ga walked over to 'Chainsaw' and 'Crowbar,' shook their hands firmly, and said, "Well done, both of you. Get well soon, as we will have a lot more work like this in the future.

Sometimes, we can't just work for money; we occasionally need to strive for honor, too.

Too bad we're not an army, otherwise I would award you with medals!"

'Chainsaw,' hearing this, nodded vigorously and said, "Boss, this is our job. In the past 15 years, I've become accustomed to this kind of work.
Explore stories on empire

We've always been doing our best, but in reality, we haven't been doing that well. I'm glad you didn't command us to get any worse."

Then 'Chainsaw' patted his chest, grinning and saying, "Some things are enough just being here, at least I myself know what I've done.

We don't need medals, we've had more than enough of those.

My guys and I need money, but we also need dignity...

You're a good boss, you gave us both!"

After listening, Joe Ga lifted up 'Crowbar's hospital gown to take a peek, then smiled and said, "I need to prepare a batch of flashbang grenades for you guys. Next time when you face a similar situation, you'll have it much easier."

Saying this, Joe Ga looked at the nodding 'Chainsaw,' and laughed, "I learned something at the diving center in Sardinia: death is not scary at all!

What's truly frightening is losing faith, forgetting one's true self, and dying alone in some corner, forgotten.

We should be brave lions, not wild dogs chasing death. We should be hunting, we should seek prey that suits our status!

I think those jungle drug traffickers are just the ticket...

Get well quickly, then let's head into the jungle and have some fun!

Let those inhumane bastards run away at the sound of our roar!"

'Chainsaw' was momentarily stunned, then grinned with the loudest voice, saying, "Understood, Sir!"

While they were talking, a rugged-looking middle-aged man with a stubbly face, dressed in jeans and leather boots and draped in a white coat, walked into the ward.

After scanning the room, the middle-aged man shook his head and said, "If you keep talking so loudly, the skin they took from your ass to graft onto your face is going to fall right off."

Then the middle-aged man approached Joe Ga, extended his hand and said, "Thomas Callahan, a surgeon. My friends usually call me TC."

Joe Ga shook his hand and glanced at the military tattoo peeking out from Callahan's wrist, then shook his head with a smile and said, "Since when has America switched to conscription? Does a doctor really need to serve as a soldier too?"

TC shrugged and replied, "Not everyone can afford medical school tuition. If medics further their education in medical school, the army will reimburse the tuition fees."

Joe Ga wasn't very familiar with the state of affairs in America, so he turned to look at Sanderson standing in the corner of the ward.

Sanderson nodded slightly and said, "It's true. They need to offer some extra benefits since the salary isn't that high, otherwise how could they find so many people?"

Sanderson took a few steps forward, shook hands with TC, and glanced at the tattoo on his wrist before exclaiming in surprise, "Airborne Rescue Team?"

TC shrugged nonchalantly and said, "To be precise, it's the Airborne Rescue Team Special Support Group, but I'm usually at a battlefield hospital and rarely go out on missions."

Upon hearing this, Sanderson asked, "Where were you stationed?"

"Iraq, Aqionghan, half a year in each place, then take a break and switch locations."

As he spoke, TC looked at the tattoo on Sanderson's shoulder and said with a smile, "So you're a Ranger? Then you are lucky we didn't meet in the hospital."

Sanderson's sorest spot was hit, and after a moment of silence, he said in a somber voice, "My luck is indeed good, eight of us, five died, two were maimed, and only I am still more or less intact."

After hearing this, TC said with particular remorse, "I'm sorry~"

Sanderson waved his hand expressionlessly and said, "It doesn't matter anymore...."

As he spoke, Sanderson glanced at Joe Ga and said to TC, "If you are that Doctor Without Borders, then you might want to talk to our boss.

If you have a decent team, I would suggest you cooperate with our boss.

The places in Central Africa in most need of help are in the jungle areas near the border, where many people have never received medical services.

You want to help some people, and my boss happens to have the same intention."

TC, having the character of a cowboy, was not so easily moved.

After scanning the attire of those around him, TC frowned and said with a hint of sarcasm, "You are mercenaries, and mercenaries want to help others?"

Sanderson shook his head with a rueful smile and said, "You're a military doctor, not chopping off soldiers' limbs in a battlefield hospital, so what are you doing in Central Africa?"

He then glanced at the worn silver cross on TC's neck and said, "Let me guess, every day in your mind, there are cries of agony.

You realized that you couldn't go on like this and followed some psychologist's advice to change your environment.

But the atmosphere of a regular hospital isn't right for a military doctor because there, it's all about efficiency, so you came to Central Africa...."

As Sanderson narrated, TC's face grew increasingly grim.

Without giving TC a chance to speak, Sanderson continued, "See, your motives aren't pure either, so don't look at my boss with such skepticism.

If you knew what they were injured for, you'd realize our boss is not the kind of mercenary you imagine.

He's a good person, someone who deserves respect!

If I were you, I would drop that pointless arrogance right now and speak with respect.

You can get what you want from our boss, but only if you cooperate!"

TC's cowboy nature wasn't intimidated by Sanderson's attitude. He looked Sanderson in the eye and said in a low voice, "You've only experienced the death of five comrades, whereas every year in those damned places, I have to sign the death certificates for hundreds of people.

I personally sawed off 39 legs, 27 arms.

I'm not here to escape anything; I'm here because I have to be...."

While TC was speaking, Joe Ga carefully reviewed the handheld computer he had taken from Eric, then whistled and said with a laugh, "Turns out this guy isn't the main character; it's his fiancée. He's just an emergency doctor fired by Saint Antonio Hospital.

Let me see, oh, misuse of medications, geez, didn't I hear that American hospitals are all about saving lives first, no matter the cost?"

Sanderson, who was disillusioned with the system, said in a deep tone, "First, you have to dress decently, so the hospital knows you have the ability to pay afterward.

For a vagabond, they are usually happier to give some painkillers and then tell them to get lost."

Joe Ga actually admired TC's approach, treating first and asking for money later—a reflection of medical ethics.

When he first came to Africa to make his way, his parents encountered a similar doctor in the hospital who, under pressure, treated his parents despite their inability to pay and occasionally checked in on his younger brother, Qiao Liang.

With this in mind, Joe Ga found TC considerably more agreeable. Having a bit of a bad temper wasn't an issue—he wasn't dating the guy....

Extending his hand to TC once again, Joe Ga looked at the computer file and said with a smile, "I'm not sure what you mean by coming here to test us?

This shows your destination as 'Sangha Town,' so it turns out our goals are the same."

Then, straightening his collar, Joe Ga continued with a smile, "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Hu Lang, and my company has been entrusted by the Central African Ministry of Defense with the security management of 'Sangha Town.'

So whether you want to do it alone or work with me....

You understand!"