From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 983 The place where the devil will shake his head and turn around

  Joga and the kitten held the doctor bird between them, and quickly passed the narrow passage in front of them...

   Only when you have a deep understanding of the Rosinian slums will you understand why the police have nothing to do here.

   Not to mention that there are many innocent civilians here, the terrain alone can discourage most regular troops.

  If this is the focus of contention, and the combat effectiveness of the soldiers on both sides is not much different...

  If this unlucky place cannot be destroyed with heavy weapons, it is impossible to take down the Rocinia slums without tens of thousands of deaths.

   Just when Boss Qiao and his back were about to disappear, the woman just now suddenly yelled loudly: "Turn right ahead, don't go left, the people there have contacts with the Night Demon Gang..."

   Qiaojia gave a thumbs up to show that he knew, and then he quickened his pace, and said to Kitten: "Are all the people in Rosinia so enthusiastic?"

  'Kitten' checked Melanie's condition, and said while holding a gun forward: "It is like this during the day, but not at night.

  People who are still active outside after 8pm here are basically gang members, drug addicts, prostitutes...

   After twelve o'clock, this is the place where the devil would shake his head and turn around when he came in! "

  Joga didn't know how to describe the feeling he felt here. He didn't think it was dangerous, but he felt that the environment here was really abnormally distorted.

   With the assistance of the drone, Ronnie began to accelerate his forward speed after adapting to the terrain here.

  Joga also quickened his pace, and asked curiously as he walked, "Why did that Anderson conflict with the Night Devils?"

  'Little Cat' said with gloomy eyes: "The Daredevil gang relies on drugs to control girls and make them prostitutes, and Anderson helped many girls quit drugs.

   Not only the Daredevils hated him, but other gangs like him hated him too.

  My brother Luca died in the shootout between Anderson and Red Command.

  It was the same situation at the time..."

  Joga was silent for a moment, then asked curiously, "You don't hate Anderson?"

  The kitten frowned and said, "Why do you hate him? It was the Red Command that killed Luka.

  If it weren't for Anderson, Monica and I would never have survived the day of adulthood. "

   Qiaojia listened, and patted the back of 'Little Cat' comfortingly, and said: "It's best to think like this, it's all over..."

   Talking about it, Qiao Jia said a little puzzled: "Anderson doesn't sell drugs, so how does he make money?"

  'Little Cat' thought for a while and said: "I don't know what's going on now. He used to make money by selling island country AVs, as well as counterfeit sneakers and bags, and occasionally helped people install water pipes and so on..."

   Qiaojia heard this, and said amusedly: "Why do you stay in the slums when you can make money?"

  'Little Cat' said helplessly: "Because it is illegal to go to other places to do these things, the police will arrest him, only here the police will not care."

   At this moment, Choga pieced together a complete image of Rio de Janeiro in his mind.

   This is a twisted and even surreal place!

  The slums and the rich are separated by a wall or a road, and on both sides is the difference between heaven and hell.

  The two sides have completely different orders, and the two completely different environments have created two completely different people.

  They are equally enthusiastic, but their inner views and acting styles are completely different.

  If the slums and the people in them are removed, the per capita income and the welfare of residents in Rio City are completely the standards of developed countries in Europe and the United States.

  But the reality is that wealth will always be concentrated upwards. Without a reasonable wealth distribution mechanism, the higher the social productivity, the less the demand for human labor, and the lower the bottom.

  Because when manpower is replaced by machines, many people are not even qualified to be means of production.

  Brazil's situation proves that third world countries copying the old American way is killing themselves.

  The resource reserves of this place are ranked among the top in the world, but as a result, one-third of the people live poorly.

  Boss Joe’s old family actually performed poorly in terms of income from the middle and lower classes.

  Because happiness has a cost!

  War is the most direct means to transfer the cost of happiness!

  America can transfer the 'happiness cost' to the whole world, and Europe can transfer the cost to the former colonies...

  Developing countries can only pass on the cost to their own middle and lower classes!

  Brazil is the most typical. They don't have vast rural areas to bear the cost transfer for them, so they can only rely on relief to stabilize slums as much as possible.

  Residents in the slums of Rio can receive about 400 Yarels in relief every month, and water and electricity are free.

   But this is far from meeting their needs in life, so the gangsters took advantage of the trend.

  When they found pornography, gambling, and drugs, which came in fast, and when the police in charge of public security became corrupt, violence began to grow without restraint.

   Then something bizarre happened. These gangsters began to use crimes to transfer costs to their own people, the whole society, and even developed countries in Europe and America.

  The 'black and white', 'good and evil', and 'rich and poor' of this world have gathered together in Brazil, forming a twisted closed loop.

  Joga is powerless to deal with the structural poverty caused by the current economic structure. Facing the faint anticipation in the eyes of the ‘kitten’, he chose to pretend that he didn’t see it…

  The group of four wandered around in the huge slum for nearly 40 minutes. When Ronnie, who was exploring the road ahead, came to a corner, he suddenly raised his fist, signaling everyone to stop...

   "Boss, there are many gunmen ahead..."

  Joga controlled the drone to rise, and soon some red boxes marked the enemy's position.

  Looking at the distribution of the gunmen and the surrounding terrain, Qiaojia said helplessly: "Someone must have notified the Night Devils of our whereabouts. Now if you want to go around, you have to turn back. It will take a long time."

   As Qiaojia glanced at Melanie on the back of the medical officer bird, he hesitated and said, "Let's make a detour and pass by their flank, so that we can ensure that we only need to face the enemy in one direction."

  'Little Cat' heard this, shook his head and said: "No, the Night Devils have occupied a high place, it's too dangerous to rush through without cover..."

   Saying 'kitten', she glanced at Melanie, who was breathing weakly, with a gloomy expression. She said in a low voice, "Let's take a detour. This place is not far from the outer perimeter. As long as we move fast enough..."

   Qiaojia glanced at the faint figures in the surrounding slum houses, he shook his head and said, "Impossible, someone is reporting our whereabouts, and we will be blocked wherever we go."

   As he said that, Choga patted Ronnie on the shoulder, and said, "Go through the building, and then find the shortest way to go straight out..."

  Ronnie is a real veteran. He nodded decisively and turned around, trying to enter a building on the side to find a way out, but before he opened the door, he heard Dorian's voice on the public channel...

   "Boss, I heard you guys are in trouble..."

  Choga was stunned for a moment, then pressed the communicator and laughed and said, "Elephant, where are you?"

  Dorian said with a smile: "Boss, I saw where you are...

  Brazilian police don’t allow our big troops to enter to fight gangsters, and I don’t have enough weapons, so I can only go in with ‘Spider’ and ‘Leech’ to support you.

   But I brought 12 spearhead missiles, and you can guide the missiles to launch yourself.

  My position is only 950 meters away from your straight-line distance, completely within range..."

  Speaking Dorian proudly said: "Boss, don't leave me behind and act without authorization. As your number one bodyguard, I am the most reliable..."

  The doctor bird, who had been very nervous all this time, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He tightened the rope on his body, pressed the communicator and cursed: "FUCKYOU elephant, you better hurry up..."

   Following the scolding of the doctor bird, Qiaojia saw three green dots in the upper right corner of the eyepiece...

   Driving the drone a little higher, Choga saw Dorian and the others' positions.

  Dorian, "Spider" and "Leech" led a group of heavily armed Brazilian soldiers into the slums, and were quickly approaching the flank of the Daredevil Gang...

  Joga estimated their forward speed, then patted Ronnie on the shoulder, and said: "Ronnie and I will be the forwards, the kitten will be in the rear, and the medical officer bird will be in charge of guiding the spearhead missiles.

  12 rounds is enough...

   Let's go! "

  The four of them lined up in a row, sticking to one side of the wall and passing through a dilapidated building...

  Ronnie stopped at an alley...

   "Two on the right, one on the left"

The vision of the drone is shared. Choga checked the position of the enemy outside, motioned for Ronnie to squat down and stood behind him, holding the gun in both hands and said: "I'll hit the right side, you hit the left side, three, two, one…"

  The moment Choga counted down, he and Ronnie leaned forward and shot at the same time...

   "Papa, Papa"

   "Papa"

  The Tylos system saved Boss Joe the time to search for enemies. He followed the guidance of the red box and quickly shot. A few bullets quickly killed two enemies standing on a high platform.

  Ronnie also succeeded. The UMP45 equipped with a silencer uses subsonic bullets, and the sound of firing is extremely small.

   The two killed three enemies, and the gunmen in the distance did not realize the problem...

  Joga saw this situation, he decisively patted Ronnie on the shoulder...

   "Up, up, up, let's go up..."

  In order to surround Boss Joe and the others, the Night Devils not only sent all their own gunmen, but also seconded some gunmen from other gangs, totaling more than forty people.

   They occupy the high point of the slum, blocking a small road leading to the exit position of the main road.

  A skinny black gunman, bare-chested and holding an old M16 rifle, stood guard at a high point. From time to time, he breathed on the large gold Rolex watch on his wrist, and then wiped the surface on his trousers...

  The boss said that as long as you kill those people, you can go to the nightclub tonight...

  The skinny shooter looked expectantly at an intersection dozens of meters away, preparing to surprise the enemy.

  But the moment he saw the enemy and wanted to raise his gun, he found that the enemy seemed to be moving faster than himself...

   "Shhhhh..."

The skinny shooter heard two whistles, then looked down at the two bullet holes in his chest, blinked his eyes, and when he wanted to raise his gun to fight back, he found that his body had lost strength, and he fell from a height of four meters to the small on the way...

  The moment he landed, the M16 in his hand rang, and the gunshots like firecrackers made the surroundings completely lively...

  (end of this chapter)