Chapter 202 What Should a Commander Be Like?

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Joe Ga didn't know what a real commander should look like, but he felt it wasn't very difficult, as everyone was quite respectful to him.He asked Antar to open the digital map, then stepped up to the podium, and drew four circles on the white screen with a watercolor marker, representing the targets for Teams B, C, D, and E. Teams B and C had a heavier task because they were headed to remote areas that were marijuana plantations run by traffickers, where many farmers needed to be precisely identified before guiding the air force to bomb accurately, after which the teams could proceed with their assault. The targets for Teams D and E were two jungle villages similar to drug transshipment hubs, these places were close to roads and were key strongholds, so the traffickers had a lot of heavily armed pickups and other heavy weaponry. The former didn't have many enemies; the challenge lay in coordinating ground attacks, trying not to injure the kidnapped farmers. The latter's difficulty was that the enemy was too numerous and too powerful, which made Joe Ga slightly worried. Honestly speaking, the air force's deterrent power in the jungle was never sufficient, otherwise the United States Army wouldn't have ended up in such a dire state in Vietnam. If the first strike didn't severely damage the opponent, pursuing those traffickers who fled into the jungle would be extremely difficult relying solely on helicopters. Perhaps sensing Joe Ga's worry, 'Grey Wolf' stood up, grinned, and said, "Boss, you can trust us, we are professionals too." 'Grey Wolf's confident expression influenced Joe Ga, who laughed and said, "Alright, I'm sorry, my previous approach might have made you feel neglected. But I believe you are soldiers who can fight tough battles, because you all are elites who stood out during the selection process. Two helicopters loaded with rockets will accompany you in the attack, there are no innocents at these two locations, which are close to 'Senggar Town,' and you must have heard that the opposition armed forces in 'Senggar Town' have some doubts about my position. I want you to annihilate those traffickers and make a statement. Any questions?" Teams D and E subconsciously stood up and yelled loudly, "Sir, yes sir!" Joe Ga looked at a group of fierce soldiers, never believing that Africa's layabouts could defeat them. Completely letting go of his doubts, Joe Ga looked at the air force personnel, smiling and saying, "Tomorrow, Devil Bird and Owl will use 'Hippo' to deploy Teams D and E into the jungle separately. I have arranged for four helicopters to take off precisely at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, ready to support Teams D and E at any time. I will follow 'Cobra' in the morning to bomb the targets of Teams B and C, 'Archerfish' will find himself a partner, alright?" The chubby 'Archerfish' raised his hand, smiling and saying, "Boss, why don't you come with me? I fly much better than 'Cobra'. You should really check out my skills in person, that way it'll be much easier when I come to you asking for a raise." Joe Ga thought about the Warrior aerobatics team video he had watched in his spare time and decisively shook his head, saying, "I trust you, just make sure you don't miss the target tomorrow, and I'll give you a raise in a year. But you need to lose some weight; otherwise, I'm always worried that the cabin door of Big Beak Bird won't close." As everyone burst into laughter, Joe Ga patted his thigh and laughed, saying, "Actually, being a commander isn't that hard, right?" The room broke into light laughter, and 'Grey Wolf' stood up and shouted, "Boss, I like your style of command, as long as we know where the enemy is and who we need to kill, that's enough. A commander who can identify the correct enemy is an outstanding commander! Clearly, you are the best!" S~eaʀᴄh the Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Joe Ga laughed heartily, pointing at 'Grey Wolf' and said, "Although I know you're just flattering, I'm still very pleased. I'm just a rookie, but I'm a rookie who cares about his subordinates, and I hope that however many of you leave, that same number returns. Gentlemen, don't be careless; drug traffickers might be the most inhumane group on earth, the traffickers from Africa are all despicable Evil Ghosts. I don't always want to emphasize their danger, because that seems a bit disrespectful to you. I just want to remind you to bring your most professional attitude, treat them as the most dangerous devils from hell, and tear them to pieces mercilessly." "Sir, yes sir!" "Guys, your compensation is very expensive, make sure you go in alive and come out alive, bringing back blood and honor. After your success, I will personally write a letter of thanks to your families, and stamp it with the official seals of Central Africa and Congo, and tell them that your job here is battling devils! I'll tell them that although you are no longer in the regular army, your honor is intact!! Listen to me, hit hard..." "Hu-ha~" There's a saying that the loud drum doesn't need a heavy hammer. Joe Ga's voice wasn't very loud, but it was enough to stir up all the enthusiasm of teams D and E. Denmark's 'Water Ghost' excitedly stood up, solemnly adjusted his hat, and said to Joe Ga, "Sir, you will see, we are the best!" Joe Ga listened, glanced at his watch, and said with a smile, "Then you need to put your heart into it, as I'm sure team D thinks the same way. You still have twelve hours, now you can go to the equipment room. I've prepared some gifts for you, you're going to like them." ...... Half an hour later, the members of teams D and E had assembled in the base's equipment room. This place was actually an area marked out inside an empty hangar. In the outer section there was a Mi-8 'Hippo' helicopter and six armed pickup trucks that had been outfitted with bulletproof armor and automatic weapon stations. Through a password-locked door, on the middle level, was their equipment room. There were three large rooms on each side, inside of which were two rows of black iron cages labeled with each person's code name and a large wooden table in the middle of the aisles for organizing equipment. 'Grey Wolf' had a look around his own room designated to match the SEAL Team's standards, then ran over to team E's room to check, finding that both sides had the same setup: ten iron cages and a large table. The boss had clearly left space for each team to add more members if needed. Watching team E's captain 'Bullhorn' excitedly open his own cage, then hastily started to set up a hammock, almost ready to settle in, 'Grey Wolf' and 'Water Ghost' fist-bumped, asking, "Where's the surprise? Did you find it?" The more delicate 'Water Ghost' closed the door behind him, pointed at a note and seven access cards stuck there, and said with a smile, "Past the preparation room, the surprise is in the innermost part." 'Grey Wolf' called out in excitement, turned around just to see his comrades jokingly shaking their access cards as they headed to the innermost part, he loudly hailed Bullhorn and the others, then grinned as he followed his comrades running to the innermost part, where they opened a steel gate. Then a 'new world' opened up before them. Various models of submachine guns, automatic rifles, precision rifles, sniper rifles, grenade launchers, shotguns, machine guns, rocket launchers, mortars, grenades, flashbang grenades, directional mines, TNT, drones, night vision goggles... All the excellent individual equipment they could name was found here. This wasn't just gifting; it was like moving Santa Claus's warehouse here. The Finn known as 'Iceman' the moment he stepped into the warehouse saw a green-painted Sako TRG-42. The usually stoic Finnish man's eyes suddenly lit up, he dashed towards it and hugged the Sako TRG-42 as if embracing his lover. The less worldly 'Bullhorn', amazed, picked up a Galil ACE23 automatic rifle, pulled the bolt to check it, feeling the unique texture in his hands, and exclaimed in surprise, "Are all these for us?" Dorian showed up unannounced at the doorway of the equipment room. Leaning on the doorframe, he playfully said, "Each one of you can select a set of gear that suits you, and any equipment you might need for the mission can also be taken to your own preparation room. You can take as much as you want if you don't mind the room feeling a bit crowded." 'Iceman' checked the expensive aiming equipment and scopes on the sniper rifles and said in disbelief, "These are all for us?" Dorian waved his hands and laughed, "Wishful thinking. The equipment is for your use, if you want to take them home, well, let's talk about that after you've served five years." As he spoke, Dorian watched the eastern Ukrainian strongman 'Iron Man', who was assembling a 'Javelin', and he called out loudly, "Hey hey hey, buddy, take it easy..." 'Iron Man' fiddled with the 'Javelin' for a bit, then pointing it jokingly at 'Bullhorn', said, "I've used it, and it's real! I've got to bring one on the mission, it's thrilling to hit armored targets with it!" Compared to team E, team D's response was much quicker. Even though it's just for their own use, and considering they're not planning to resign and go home, it's essentially theirs. To hell with appropriateness, fill up your own cage first and talk later. All these weapons were clearly custom-made, and let's be honest, who in the military thinks you can have too many guns? 'Grey Wolf', with night vision goggles hanging around his neck, carrying two automatic rifles and two submachineC guns on his shoulder, two pistols in his pockets, holding an automatic grenade launcher in one hand and an M4 shotgun in the other, and a backpack filled with magazines, grinned as he squeezed past Dorian like a hamster preparing for winter racing back to his room. Seeing the boss's favorite 'Elephant' not only did not stop him but also whistled to remind 'Grey Wolf' not to forget the radios and GPS, everyone looked at each other, then like grandmas rushing into a supermarket sale, started frantically grabbing stuff. It doesn't matter whether it will be needed or not, 'having and not using' and 'not having so not using' are forever two different concepts. The backpack with six rocket missiles looked formidable, and hand-held thermobaric weapons were indeed assault godsends... Bringing some formidable weapons for self-defense while out and about is only proper, right? ......

Chapter 202 What Should a Commander Be Like?

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