King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Chapter 322 Intelligence Officer Reports

In fact, once Joe Ga only had to wait for the attorney Wagner to fully finalize the DEA contract, he could quickly extract himself.

The Glorious Society wants to fight, as long as they dare, Joe Ga could make sure as many of them die as go to Africa.

What does it matter if Joe Ga doesn't come to America for now?

Once the qualifications were obtained, Joe Ga's arms channels were thoroughly opened.

Even Chris could be less hurried about seeking military contracts, first get familiar with the DEA's overseas department, and upgrade his company's qualification level.

A Level 4 contractor was too inferior, he needed to reach at least Level 2 and secure military contracts before those arms companies would open up access to some high-level wares for procurement.

For instance, Joe Ga wanted to buy two more Super Albatrosses to bolster his combat capabilities, but without qualifications and contracts, the Brazilian Airlines simply dared not sell to him.

Otherwise, if it was just about buying guns and cannons, why would Joe Ga bother so much?

Currently, in all the war-torn areas of Earth, Yuginebert Company's products were enough to meet demand.

Most importantly, Joe Ga wanted to wiggle into the defense department's experimental weapons testing contracts; these items were useless for other mercenaries, even heavily restricted, but for him, as long as those weapons were miniaturized, that meant replenishing his 'printing database'.

And fighting drug traffickers to fill his drying pockets would definitely be a thrill.

In areas with strong government forces, flaunting the DEA badge and cooperating with government troops to fight drug traffickers and mix in their cut.

In areas with weak government forces, using DEA intelligence to fight drug traffickers, how much harvest there was still wasn't up to them?

Once he realized this, Joe Ga's thoughts became clear. He suppressed the idea of immediate revenge and said, while looking at the unpleasant-faced FBI Cooper, "Sir, if you can ensure that the people from 'Heinz Farm' stop troubling me, I guarantee my people won't go to Pennsylvania State."

Cooper was stunned for a moment, slightly relieved, he said, "That's a wise choice, I'll arrange for agents to go to 'Heinz Farm', I estimate the yield won't be great, but it should make him realize he's in serious trouble."

Joe Ga didn't pressure Cooper to do the difficult tasks; he already had some ideas, just that he needed to handle the immediate issues before implementing them.

Having people attack him without paying a price was unacceptable in Joe Ga's eyes!

If it was just an attempt, then showing enough sincerity and compensation, they could still talk, but since they already exchanged fire, there was no need to talk.

Put oneself in another's shoes, Joe Ga figured 'Heinz Farm' must think the same.

Everything settled? Heh, only fools would believe that!

Facing the changing attitude of Cooper, Joe Ga spread his hands and said, "Well, let's skip the topic about 'Heinz Farm'. What about the other matters?

About the 'Messenger', about the 'Engineer'.

I should be honest, I feel quite restrained right now, if FBI can't quickly find the target, then I might as well leave America and go somewhere else to cooperate with the DEA to continue fighting drug traffickers. If the Glorious Society wants to kill me, then I'll just make them keep bleeding and suffering."

Cooper thought for a moment and said, "But without the 'Messenger', you simply can't find the people from Glorious Society…"

"It doesn't matter, there's no wrong in killing drug traffickers!"

Cooper looked at Joe Ga's fierce demeanor, nodding and said, "You are a strange man, but now I believe that those who offend you definitely have a hard time.

However, I hope you don't rush for now, our people are following up on the leads.

Compared to you, we are even more eager to catch the 'Messenger', because the explosion in Manhattan's Upper East Side has stirred a lot of nerves.

You might not know, if we don't make progress in three days, the Homeland Security is going to step in.

They are not as amiable as the FBI…"

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga looked disappointedly at Cooper and said, "You mean, you guys don't have any leads either?"

Cooper shook his head and said, "We have the 'Messenger's' photo, and we have a suspect from the police station.

Hey, calm down a bit, this suspect should be the person who ordered to lure you into the trap, but we're not sure at the moment, our people are surrounding him and monitoring his electronic devices.

As soon as he contacts anyone from Glorious Society, we can pinpoint their location.

You should see the danger of rash actions by now, let's be patient this time!"

As Cooper looked at Joe Ga, who nodded in agreement, he sighed in relief and said, "That's good, I'll arrange two FBI agents to act with you.

If occasionally you or your people want to do something out of line, like at that Fifth Avenue clothing store, they'll handle it for you.

DEA agents can't solve every problem!"

Joe Ga was satisfied with this…

Actually, he understood Cooper's point, 'My agents will help you solve a bit of trouble, but you can't shake them off and do whatever you want.'

This was about as soft as words could get from someone as influential as Cooper. Enjoy exclusive chapters from My Virtual Library Empire

Joe Ga felt he should send a gift to Alicia Alexander, this lady really did a great job, much more effectively than her husband William.

TC had landed such a potential mother-in-law, yet he only wanted to be a doctor—quite a waste, indeed.

Finally, both parties found common ground, and the atmosphere relaxed completely.

Seeing a group of FBI agents stationed around the living room and his own people starting to yawn, Joe Ga stood up and said, "Well then, we're going to rest, if your people want to stay here, then consider it my treat—the hotel's breakfast is pretty good.

I haven't slept for 48 hours, I need some proper rest."

Cooper nodded and replied, "That's settled then, since we've reached a consensus, and you seem well-prepared, I'll leave a group on the hotel's perimeter."

While speaking, Cooper glanced around and chose the unfortunate soul who had a confrontation with Joe Ga in Central Park alongside the blonde agent who went for morning runs, stating, "Lesler and Victoria will stay, wherever you go outside the hotel, take them with you."

Joe Ga, hearing this, glanced at the unlucky Lesler and said with a laugh, "As an apology, you can directly stay here, presidential suite, $15,000 a night, food and drink all included at your leisure.

Buddy, you're in luck, besides the living room, there are no surveillance cameras elsewhere, you can do whatever else you wish, take the presidential suite key to the hotel bar, you'll definitely find something good, haha..."

The unlucky Lesler was fed up with the shameless Joe Ga, but he had no other choice at this moment.

As someone also wanting to catch the 'Engineer', keeping watch over Joe Ga was his only chance.

It seemed impossible to stay outside his room, so opting for the outsider-believed presidential suite he stayed in was a choice.

After discussing with his less loyal female partner, Lesler finally agreed to Joe Ga's suggestion and prepared to put on expensive nightwear with a handgun tucked in his underwear, playing the role of bait.

.....

While Joe Ga and the others each went back to their rooms to rest, a middle-aged man in his fifties with slightly graying temples drove an old Ford and parked it on a street near the hotel.

Because the hotel was a bit far, the old man took a jacket and a folder from his car and started walking.

The older man had an ordinary face, exuding a scholarly aura, yet appeared very haggard, as if life had tormented him to the brink of despair yet he continued to struggle for survival.

Perhaps due to the cool night, the old man raised his collar as he walked by, passing an FBI van and giving a harmless smile to someone inside before crossing past and glancing at the SUV in the alley across from the van.

The old man walked all the way to the Waldorf Hotel's lobby, smiled at a diligent doorman, took out his phone to indicate he needed to make a call first, then sat on a sofa near the door and dialed a number...

While waiting, the old man scanned the lobby and muttered softly: "Two surveillance vans, two SUVs, twelve people, six in the hotel lobby..."

As he spoke, his call connected, and Joe Ga's voice came through...

"Who is this? It's 1 AM."

As the old man watched the elevator doors in the hotel lobby open, with FBI's Cooper leaving the hotel with several people, he said into the phone, "Sir, Mr. Chris Jansen said you needed an intelligence officer.

My name is Thompson, I've come to interview with my credentials."

Joe Ga trusted Chris, so despite being ready to sleep, he still received this so-called intelligence officer named Thompson in his suite.

He served the unassuming old man a cup of coffee and took a sip himself before saying, "Let's hear it, you must have some credentials to impress."

Thompson put three sugar cubes in his coffee, stirred with a delicate silver spoon three times, took a sip, then placed the coffee cup on the saucer, adjusted it three times until it was indeed parallel with the edge of the coffee table before nodding in satisfaction.

Looking curiously at Joe Ga, Thompson said, "My name is Thompson, Thompson Heller, I started working at America's Defense Intelligence Agency DIA at 22.

I mainly dealt with intelligence sorting, integration, coordination,and distribution.

Because of a mission, I became a field agent in the Middle East, working as a liaison officer for a military contractor for five years.

Lately, due to issues with Blackwater Company, I got dragged into unemployment.

For the past few years, I've been working in intelligence at the CACI Company…"

Joe Ga was momentarily stunned, then whistled...

He believed Chris wouldn't make a mistake, but if this resume was true, it would be astonishing.

The CIA was what always made headlines in America. Joe Ga hadn't heard of the Defense Intelligence Agency, but supposed it must be a core division.

Merely having worked in intelligence wasn't notable, it was just a job.

But for this guy to have stayed in the Middle East for five years, and from his tone, his responsibility was actually assigning tasks to mercenaries.

How he fell into misfortune didn't matter, what mattered was his ability to join 'CACI Company', which was impressive.

Ordinary people might not know, but even someone like Joe Ga, without verification from multiple sources, probably wouldn't believe this was a private company...

Super, a giant company!!

They don't call it a military contracting company; they call it a global security service provider.

They provide security services for governments globally, now that's a real giant!