The operation to save Yellow Boss's son ended with the credit being taken by the SD Security Department.

Joja didn't mind this at all. The SD Security Department's actions were equivalent to helping him dodge a bullet, and he was happy to see it happen.

However, because of Yellow Boss's presence, Joja became famous among the Chinese bosses after this battle.

He could easily get 500 AKs, and he did his best in the hostage rescue operation without taking a single penny.

Although two people still died on Yellow Boss's side, without Joja and his team's cover, all of them would have become sacrifices. The most impressive part was that Kindweke and his 300 direct troops were all sent to their deaths.

Having strength and credibility, such a person could succeed anywhere.

The call Joja received was not from Yellow Boss, who was still in the country adjusting his mood after a thrilling experience.

The call was from the wealthy Boss Lu...

After connecting the call, Joja smiled and said "hello," only to hear Lu Jun excitedly say, "Jackal, Brother Wolf, I finally got through to you."

Joja listened and politely said, "I've been in Egypt recently, and sometimes the mobile phone signal isn't very good. Does Boss Lu have any good news for me?"

"Egypt?"

Lu Jun was puzzled for a moment, then said, "Brother Wolf, South SD is becoming a mess, why are you doing business in Egypt instead of coming here?"

Joja listened and asked in confusion, "What mess? Are they fighting again?"

"It's not exactly a war, but the Cardin people are starting to clash with the Ernu people again.

My family has already asked me to withdraw, but I can't bear to leave the hundreds of thousands of acres of farmland and the crops that are about to mature.

Damn it, my family has invested millions of dollars to help them farm, and we haven't even started mining gold yet. If we lose it all at once, I'll be truly embarrassed.

Brother Wolf, get me a batch of weapons, and the Ernu people here can pay with gold. If you want cash, I can handle it too.

This time, I must help them defend the farm and not let the Cardin people ruin it."

Joja was amused by Lu Jun's words. Only those large groups closely following the national strategy could exchange humanitarian aid for gold mines.

I'll spend money to buy equipment and teach you how to farm so that you won't starve, and you give me a few gold mines. For the South SD tribes trapped in poverty and hunger, this is simply a no-brainer.

Joja hadn't been following the news recently and was unclear about what had happened in South SD.

All he knew was that some people outside wanted South SD to be chaotic. He had killed an Italian arms dealer, but it was clear that killing one arms dealer was not enough to deter those people's plans.

However, this had nothing to do with Joja himself. His energy was not enough to restore order, as destruction was always easier than construction, and maintaining peace was a hundred times more difficult than provoking war.

Someone wanted to buy weapons, and the middleman seemed reliable, so he would sell them!

After considering for a few minutes, Joja smiled and said, "What do they want?

If it's just a few dozen guns, I can't do this business because the shipping cost is more expensive than the guns."

Lu Jun was stunned for a moment, then said 'wait a moment,' covered the microphone to talk to someone nearby, and then continued, "The Ernu tribe here can come up with 500,000 US dollars in cash and 30 kilograms of gold.

According to the current price of gold, those 30 kilograms of gold are worth about 1 million US dollars.

The money is a bit tight, but they have a share of two oil wells, so this could be a long-term business."

Joja shook his head and said, "First, tell me what they want?

You know my situation, I have to charge an extra one-third for door-to-door shipping. With the remaining 1 million US dollars, what weapons do they want?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun decisively said, "They don't lack AKs. What they need now are heavy weapons, machine guns, RPGs, mortars, and other easy-to-use items."

Joja listened, calculated the inventory in the armory, and smiled, "How about this: PKM for 5,000 each, bullets for 1 US dollar per 3 rounds, RPG-7 for 1,000 each, and mortars for 20,000 each. I can include a base number of ammunition.

Let them decide how to allocate it. I can accept the gold plus cash transaction mode, but the delivery period must be one week later."

After hearing Joja's offer, Lu Jun discussed it with the people nearby and finally decided, "They think the price is very reasonable. They want 100 PKMs, 600,000 rounds of machine gun bullets, 200 RPG-7s, and 5 60mm mortars.

These add up to exactly 1 million, plus 500,000 for shipping, which is just within their affordability.

With these things, they can definitely defend the farm!"

Joja took out a pen and paper to note down the other party's requirements, then decisively said, "You are responsible for preparing a refueling truck, and give me a GPS location. I will deliver it directly to you. The only downside is that it may take several trips."

It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from "pawread dot com".

"A refueling truck? How are you going to deliver it?"

Joja laughed and said, "You'll know when the time comes."

After hanging up the phone, Joja stood up in a good mood and stretched his body, then walked into the kitchen, took out a large copper pot, and prepared to have a hot pot dinner to celebrate the new business.

Kaman's son Muto took a box of charcoal and went out to burn it. Without Joja's instructions, Kaman took out large chunks of beef and mutton from the refrigerator and sliced them into thin pieces with his incredible knife skills.

Eating hot pot didn't require any special ingredients, just some green onions and goji berries, and boiling water to cook the meat. The only thing that mattered was the meat and sesame sauce.

In SD, it was impossible to find the authentic sesame sauce from home, but the beef and mutton were definitely top-notch.

Joja could eat 2 pounds of meat in one sitting without feeling uncomfortable.

Afterward, he would have a cup of tea, walk around the yard, and immediately feel like he could eat another half pound.

People say that a half-grown child can eat their parents out of house and home, but Joja felt that his appetite had also grown.

The main reason was that he had been studying, working, and exercising for the past four months. With the added pressure, Joja's motivation to improve himself became even stronger.

He was not very satisfied with his physical fitness, so he took the time to find a coach and a nutritionist while in Egypt.

SD didn't have suitable fitness coaches, but in Egypt, as long as you had money, it was easy to find coaches and nutritionists for competitive sports, and they didn't charge much.

This was not Joja being pretentious or extravagant, but because his own efforts had not yielded any results.

Imagine a skilled worker who had been working abroad for three years without ever stopping exercising. His physical strength was already quite good, but to go further, he needed scientific methods to avoid injury.

The results were excellent after finding a coach. He would correct your movements and tell you how much exercise and nutrition you needed each day.

In just four months, Joja couldn't say he had completely transformed, but carrying a 30-kilogram load and running 10 kilometers no longer felt as painful.

Now, getting up early and running five kilometers every day had become Joja's habit. The only downside was that his appetite had increased, and his clothes had become smaller.