Chapter 198 Prosperous

```Twenty days later, Joe Ga, in the base cafeteria, watched on television as Central African President Francois Ailano blasted the Belgium United Mining Company for its actions in Africa at an African Union meeting. "The actions of the Belgium United Mining Group in Africa are unacceptable, a regression of human rights, a trampling on the dignity of the people of Central Africa, a provocation to all people with black skin. These international groups plunder our resources and wealth; now they even want to take away our freedom—they want to drag Africa back fifty years. I must say, they are dreaming!" "As President of the Central African Republic, as the leader of a nation wrought with disasters, as someone who has lived through the bloody rule of the Boyika era, I cannot believe there are still people who continue to support the descendants of Boyika, allowing them to wreak havoc in the jungles. The Belgian People were instrumental in causing the tragedy in Rwanda, in causing the split of the Congo, and now they are personally building us a cemetery filled with wailing spirits in the jungles." "I can no longer tolerate this situation, so I request the African Union to initiate sanctions against the Belgium United Mining Group. I ask every member present to join me in confiscating all assets of the United Mining Company in Africa, freezing all their funds, and expelling them from Africa." In the television broadcast, Francois Ailano's emotive speech even had him remove his glasses to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, prompting many in the assembly to stand up and applaud cheerfully... Joe Ga laughed heartily as he slurped up his noodles, then looked over at Nis with a smile and said, "Believe it or not, once they're backstage, they'll be popping champagne. This bunch is about to make a killing! I'm about to strike it rich too!!" Nis had no interest in politics. She glanced at the chaotic scene on the TV screen, shook her head slightly, then pulled out a set of blueprints in front of Joe Ga and said, "This is the plan for our new house, located on a hill at the edge of Sangha Town. The main structure is basically completed. Do you have any requirements for the interior decoration?" After hearing this, Joe Ga felt some of the words used by Nis didn't seem quite right, but couldn't pinpoint the issue, so he picked up the blueprints full of lines and annotations, glanced at them, and finally shook his head, saying, "I don't understand this; as long as it's livable it's fine. Just make sure the yard is big, I don't care about the rest." Nis, happy to hear this, nodded and said, "I'll go there this afternoon. I'll also meet with those 'Professors' surveying the iron mines for you. The situation in Sangha Town isn't too good right now, we should arrange for some extra security." After hearing this, Joe Ga waved his hand dismissively and said, "No rush on that, we've got Karman and the jungle veterans watching over them. Their safety is not a concern." As he spoke, Joe Ga glanced at the bustling cafeteria, smiling and saying, "The Congolese Defense Forces got the credit for the Boykin incident, and we took control of Sangha Town for nothing. It's bound to upset those Opposition Armed Forces. But no matter, Pastor Gamor has marked a few targets for us. Once the cargo planes 'Professor' has arranged for the afternoon arrive, loaded with enough ordnance, Squad D and E can depart directly. There's no point in wasting words with those Opposition Armed Forces, you have to take out a few Monkeys and show the flock, and then they'll listen when I talk to them about making a fortune." Watching Nis look at him with admiration, Joe Ga, his vanity inflated, laughed loudly and finished his food. He kicked away two fat, silly dogs, then told Nis, "Don't bring these two to the cafeteria too much, they're getting fat and out of shape. They're supposed to be guard dogs, the kind that can really fight." Having said that, Joe Ga stood up and walked away, leaving Nis with a 'legendary' impression of his back. seaʀᴄh thё novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Nis watched as Joe Ga greeted people on his way out of the cafeteria. She looked down at the two dejected Rhodesian Ridgebacks at her feet, seemingly seeking comfort. The young woman playfully wrinkled her nose at them, then scooped them up and gave them a squeeze. After considering the leftover food on her plate and Joe Ga's instructions—and feeling her somewhat chubby belly— Nis quickly finished her meal, then took the two forlorn fat dogs out to the camp's playground to walk off the food and decided to increase their training in the future. The sight of thriving prosperity is always pleasing. As Joe Ga headed toward his dormitory, he saw a group of Xiao Heis led by 'Potato' Tony, carrying various farm tools and singing a tone-deaf military song, heading toward the newly opened vegetable plot outside the camp. With several months of hard training, the idiot Tony was starting to show his mettle. Old Bull's judgment really was solid; Tony might be a bit simple, but the boy was single-minded. Whatever Old Bull told him to do, he did it. Whether it was training or working, as long as it didn't require divergent thinking or flexibility, Tony could do it better than most, and most importantly, with detail in mind. In just half a year, just as Old Bull had promised, Sanderson the Ranger could no longer outrun him. Tony still had a ways to go when it came to combat, but his body was truly sturdy. He handled machine guns with expertise and could carry, withstand, fight, and crash like no other. The best part was Tony's specialty, a classic 'Potato Beef' recipe learned from Old Bull, which made him very popular in the camp. Such a naive kid might struggle in society, but in Joe Ga's base, he shone brightly and was adored by everyone, and he loved his new self even more. As Joe Ga watched Tony and the other cooks march off proudly, he cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted, "'Potato,' when can we start eating the potatoes we've grown ourselves?" Tony heard Joe Ga's shout, turned in his direction, and snapped to attention with a 'pop'… ``` "Salute~" Tony stood at attention with his squad of Xiao Hei, saluted, and then called out loudly, "Report, our 'Potatoes' will be ready for harvest in 15 days. At that time, please boss come for the inspection." Looking at a serious-faced Tony, Joe Ga touched his forehead in a return salute and then walked in front of this team. He glanced at the dozen or so young Xiao Hei in training uniforms and said to Tony, "Have this group passed the body side clearance testing? Your master's kitchen budget has been overspent. If their tests don't pass, their salaries will have to come out of your master's pocket. You say Brother Niu wants to train the meal preparation team, does he show any signs different from the regular army?" Tony seemed quite dissatisfied with Joe Ga's 'disparagement' of his master and bellowed with wide-eyed fierceness, "Report, the P·B meal preparation team of fifty people has all passed the physical fitness test and will attend the military skills test tomorrow. We guarantee that everyone will pass!" As he said this, Tony sneaked a look at Joe Ga and again called out loudly, "Report, my master said, we will surely succeed!" Joe Ga watched as a group of Xiao Hei, led by their stupid squad leader, let out a loud shout, and he couldn't help but laugh amusedly. Old Niu indeed had some skills. Regarding the military quality of China's army, although Special Forces Joe Ga wasn't qualified to comment, he was sure that when it came to meal preparation soldiers, China's were definitely the best. Simply judging by the morale displayed by those Xiao Hei wielding hoes, they were much stronger than the Central African defense forces in Bangassou who couldn't even lift chopsticks. This needed encouragement. The base was truly short on manpower. When things got busier, these meal preparation soldiers would also have to take on the responsibility of defending the camp, which placed higher demands on their quality. But Old Niu was indeed reliable. He and Tony, leading a sixty-member meal preparation team, not only had to take care of feeding a thousand people every day, but also pushed themselves to train to exhaustion. Yet amazingly, not a single person backed down. The only issue was that initially they had agreed on a 'package deal' for meal preparation, and Old Niu's budget of one hundred thousand couldn't support so many people. So, he was fully focused on getting these Xiao Hei up to standard as soon as possible, to become official soldiers and then go to the boss to receive their pay, instead of gnawing at his own resources. Giving Tony a thumbs-up, Joe Ga smiled and said, "Then, keep it up. Our meal preparation soldiers can't be worse than anyone else, and when it comes to getting paid, they shouldn't earn any less. If you guys pass tomorrow, I'll personally hand out the contracts." Tony's salary and treatment were worlds apart from that of the local Xiao Hei, but he felt that the boss gave him special face, which made those Xiao Hei look at him differently... An excited Tony stood up straight and shouted loudly, "Power strike~" "Huha~" Joe Ga sent off a team of meal preparation soldiers with high spirits and was just about to return to his quarters when his radio suddenly rang... Lieutenant Belic, responsible for the base's affairs, said on the radio, "Commander, 'Cannon' and the folks from the Central African armored troops have arrived; the last batch of armored vehicles delivered to Central Africa has been placed." Joe Ga was startled for a moment, then realized that the weapon delivery for his first big deal had finally concluded. In total, 100 armored vehicles were delivered, including to Burundi, and the whole process took over six months. As the country that got the most benefit, Central Africa naturally received the last delivery. 'Cannon' was now 'Professor's' direct subordinate. Leading a twenty-person training team, they started in Kenya, then moved on to Burundi, Uganda, and Congo, providing training to those bumpkins along the way. When the last batch of 25 armored vehicles arrived in Central Africa, they naturally followed, and according to their requests, the vehicles were transported to Joe Ga's base to facilitate training local soldiers. This was by Joe Ga's design. He possessed high-end forces like aircraft, but merely flying in the sky couldn't intimidate the hardened thugs of Sangha Town who didn't value human life. Armored vehicles were different. Once these machines hit the road, they could make all the minor hoodlums bow their heads in silence. You, Central Africa, took such a big advantage of me. It's only right and proper for me to show off a bit by bringing the armored troops here! When Joe Ga's large-scale jungle offensive kicked off, 'Cannon' and his team would mount live rounds onto the armored vehicles and start tactical drills on the road. The Lazar 3 type armored vehicle, an eight-wheeled all-terrain, with level 4 bulletproof armor standards, equipped with a 12.7 mm automatic weapon station, and six anti-tank missiles per vehicle. This 'whip of God' was an absolutely dominant force in this area, ensuring that those bumpkins would remain humble and listen quietly with bowed heads whenever Joe Ga spoke. That was Joe Ga's strategy... First, kill a 'Monkey' to scare the chickens with the most vicious methods, then brandish the big sword to hang over the chickens' necks. If there were still any dissenters, then it was time for the big stick 'Hammer' to come down and throw those struggling chickens into the pot.