Chapter 20: 20 What You Said Makes So Much Sense

Joe Ga was relieved that he had recruited Karman for help, and began to wonder if he should seek out some real "professionals."

Karman was extremely capable, more so than Joe Ga had imagined, but his knowledge was limited; the man couldn't even write his own name, illiterate to this day.

Now Joe Ga was in trouble, he needed guidance from "professionals," not just self-taught skills.

It wasn't just about confidence, the critical point was that Joe Ga knew his victory today was a bit of a fluke.

Karman had chosen their position early on and acted as bait, drawing the enemy into the best shooting environment.

And in his hands was the most advanced sniper rifle in the world at the moment!

Even so, he had been injured.

Joe Ga's marksmanship was really good, but he lacked proper tactical training.

Learning tricks from movies and the internet was far from sufficient for his current situation.

As they spoke, the two arrived at the previous location of the brush...

Looking at the two pools of blood on the ground, Joe Ga said with a frown, "They are definitely not dead, do they have reinforcements?"

Karman crouched on the ground and after a search, shook his head and said, "After letting some blood for treatment, they injected antivenom and then helped each other towards that direction.

These guys are stupid, they probably don't even know they were bitten by a Black Mamba."

As he spoke, Karman sniffed the air and said, "They should be dying soon; there are wild dogs about, and they'll follow the scent of the dying."

After finishing his thought, Karman led the way and after traveling nearly 600 meters, they found two of the white gunmen paralyzed under a large tree.

The Black Mamba's venom had paralyzed their nervous system, rendering them immobile.

Watching the two men struggle to turn their necks, but unable to fend off the nearby wild dogs, Joe Ga drew his handgun and fired several shots into the air to scare the wild dogs away before he slowly walked over to the gunmen and crouched down. S~eaʀᴄh the NôvelFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

After disarming them, Joe Ga prodded one guy's chin with the handgun and asked, "Who exactly are you? Why did you attack me?"

Possibly due to some effectiveness of their own serum, the gunman was paralyzed but not fully unconscious, and showed no signs of respiratory failure.

Facing Joe Ga's question, the gunman said plainly, "I know I'm a dead man, just kill me... "

Joe Ga glanced at the green spots around him and shook his head, "Tell me the answer, and I'll give you a quick end.

If you have any sense, you should know how those wild dogs will eat you. They'll start by tearing at your belly, first eating your intestines, and you'll be alive during it."

As he spoke, Joe Ga looked at the gunman's frightened expression and said in a heavy tone, "Tell me who you are and where your boss is, and I'll make it quick for you."

The gunman, unable to move his body, struggled to turn his neck to glance at his fellow sufferer lying next to him and then said in a hoarse voice, "We are the Sea Hound Mercenary Group.

We're hired to protect a person named Kirsty Murray and assist him in peddling arms in southern SD.

Today, we were informed by Murray that a Chinese person was competing with his business, so he sent us to attack the competition."

After hearing this, Joe Ga said in confusion, "Just because I sold a few guns to the Xiluk People, you want to kill me?

As far as I know, there are many arms dealers in southern SD, why target me?"

The gunman paused and then said, "Because you are Chinese, and in the past, Chinese never got involved in this kind of business because they dealt with bigger deals."

"My boss said that there will be major changes in SD soon, and someone has approached him about a partnership—they want to cause chaos in southern SD first."

"I don't know exactly why he would do this, but it might be because your appearance is likely to disrupt his plans."

"My boss is now waiting for news in Wau…"

As he spoke, the hitman looked at Joe Ga, who had sunk into contemplation, and said with effort, "I'll tell you his location. You kill me and give us a quick end."

Joe Ga looked at the hitman who was clearly in agony but couldn't move. He nodded and said, "Tell me the location, and I'll make it quick for you."

After jotting down an address, Joe Ga stood up and gave Karman a look.

Karman hesitated for a moment, then decisively pulled out a hunting knife and coldly plunged it into the hearts of the two poisoned gunmen.

Joe Ga was startled by Karman's swift action, then uncomfortably shifted his gaze away from the painful face of the hitman and continued, "We'll take their car to Wau. I bet those weapons-buying Xiluk People will be nearby too because he will definitely want to see the results.

"If I get the chance, I'm going to take them out and then not come back to this damned place again before everything is completely clear."

Karman had absolutely no interest in the reasons or consequences of these events. In his eyes, as long as it was in Africa, anything that could be solved by death was not an issue.

But Joe Ga couldn't think like that. He was certain that the trouble wasn't just due to the weapons dealing but his own identity.

Not only had the Xiluk person misunderstood, but the Italian obviously had as well.

The dying hitman's words were vague, but Joe Ga had an ominous premonition that he had been caught up in a major event, and it definitely involved China.

Joe Ga wasn't the type to play the hero, but he couldn't let his compatriots suffer because of his own problems. If the Italian found out that his men were dead and then incited the Cardin People to attack the local Chinese, Joe Ga couldn't accept the consequences.

Therefore, the Italian had to die, so did the Xiluk man!

Amidst Karman's regretful expression, Joe Ga lit several useless pickup trucks on fire. He then drove the best-maintained one, pulling Karman and their loot, speeding towards Wau.

The bastard named Kirsty Murray was staying in a motel—an ironic place since it was actually United Nations Peacekeeping Forces' territory, and the Chinese blue helmets were there.

Accepting protection from others while scheming against them was, in Joe Ga's eyes, utterly deserving of death!

The night in Wau was very quiet. Joe Ga turned off the vehicle's lights before approaching the hotel. Using night vision goggles to see the road, he finally coasted the car to a stop about 200 meters from the motel.

After observing through a pair of night vision binoculars taken as booty, Joe Ga turned to Karman, who was fiddling with his head-mounted night vision device, and said, "The Italian is in the hotel on the left.

"Where do you think the Xiluk man would stay if he wanted to watch the Italian?"

After listening, Karman put down his monocular night vision device, looked forward for a while, then rolled down the window, stuck out his head to sniff, and said, "There is a fur store across from the motel run by Xiluk People. They use a special spice to preserve the furs.

"I'm not sure if the Xiluk man is here, do you need me to check it out?

"The house isn't big and there shouldn't be many people inside. I could kill them all by myself."

Joe Ga was dumbfounded by Karman's words and shook his head, saying, "Man, just go for a look. There's no need to start killing people.

"We'll split up. My gun has a silencer. Once I'm successful, you can decide whether or not you need to kill based on the situation.

"Actually, I'd prefer to capture them alive because I need to know what I've done wrong."

Karman gave Joe Ga a strange look and hesitated for a moment before saying, "If they all die, it means you haven't done anything wrong."

Joe Ga was stunned for a moment, then said admiringly, "You make a lot of sense…"