Joja stood behind Antar for a while and found that this woman was really amazing.

Apart from the awkward shooting posture caused by the missing thumb and the slow shooting speed, everything else was impeccable.

She communicated smoothly with Nis, who acted as the observer, designated targets, reported wind speed, humidity, angle, and then calculated data to adjust the sights. Every task was carried out methodically.

And Joja vaguely felt that Antar was leading Nis's actions.

She had rich experience and excellent marksmanship, but the problem was that she was too slow.

After each shot, she needed to readjust her body and the position of the gun barrel, and her awkward shooting posture couldn't be sustained for long.

Perhaps Antar was indeed an excellent observer, but Joja couldn't risk her life.

If it was a long-range battlefield where one shot determined the outcome, Antar would have no problem.

But once the number of enemies became too many and they entered close range, Antar had no ability to protect herself at all because she couldn't even hold a rifle properly.

Antar also knew where her problem lay. Shooting was not her main focus.

When she extended her shooting distance to 1500 meters, she voluntarily stopped and took over Nis's telescope, actively taking on the role of an observer to assist Nis in shooting.

Joja could clearly feel that with Antar's assistance, Nis's shooting efficiency had improved a lot, especially in terms of target distance conversion.

When the target distance extended, Antar would directly remind Nis to adjust a few settings, and then she could hit the target.

This was not important for their hundred-meter interval shooting range, but in actual combat, having an observer with a rangefinder telescope assisting the sniper would save a lot of time and energy.

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As Nis hit the target 1800 meters away with one shot, Antar and Nis cheered at the same time and high-fived each other in celebration.

It was the first time Joja had seen a happy smile on Nis's face. She enjoyed the feeling of holding a gun, but she had never been this happy while shooting in the past.

This was a genuine happiness from the heart because she had found a companion with whom she could communicate and help each other.

At this moment, Joja had already made up his mind to keep Antar, even if it meant paying her a little more salary. She didn't need to go to the battlefield; she could just accompany Nis in training.

An exhilarating shooting session had greatly reduced the animosity between them.

Erica awkwardly walked up to Joja with WA2000 in her arms and said, "Um, this is a good gun."

Joja smiled and took the gun, disassembled the sights and put them in a box, then said, "I'm not in a hurry. After you go back, give me a video call and I'll watch you destroy your gun remotely.

I don't care if you go back on your word. I don't mind!"

Upon hearing this, Erica, who had been infuriating, jumped up angrily and shouted, "Am I that kind of person?

Huh? Do you really not care?"

Looking at Joja's half-smiling expression, Erica, with a stiff scalp, said, "I'm not reluctant to part with the gun. It's just that the serial number of my gun has a special meaning. It's my birthday. There's only one gun like this in the whole world.

I'm a person who keeps my word. I will definitely destroy the gun. But, can you give me some time to prepare? I want to hold a funeral for it..."

Joja looked at Erica, who seemed ready to kill her lover with her own hands, and chuckled, "I said I don't care. After all, I don't even know your full name. Whether you are willing to keep your word or not, I don't care. I care even less about your character because you are just a minor character.

Don't always associate Chinese people with knockoffs. We imitate because it is a necessary stage of social progress.

I haven't heard this term for quite some time now. It's you who is outdated. Your words only make me find it ridiculous, but not funny at all.

The whole world is enjoying the benefits of Chinese factories, and you have no right to dictate to us."

Joja's calm demeanor made Erica feel more uncomfortable than if she had been slapped in the face.

This guy had a special identity, so he had the courage to go to dangerous areas and boast arrogantly.

His purpose from beginning to end was to provoke Joja and make Antar give up this job because he also understood that Antar was not suitable for dangerous work.

Not only did he fail to achieve his goal, but now Joja made him feel a bit unable to muster the emotional response of confrontation.

Joja's confident and composed appearance, as well as the feeling of being completely suppressed in his proud field, made Erica, who was naturally sharp-tongued, sarcastic, and combative, feel as uncomfortable as being pricked by needles.Joja didn't care what Erica thought. He waved his hand to signal the guy to stop talking nonsense and keep his distance. Then he looked at Antar and said, "You've performed well. If you're willing, I can hire you as the deputy general manager of Damazin Travel Company. Your job won't be too complicated. If you have any demands regarding your compensation, feel free to discuss them with me.

I admire you. You are indeed a top-notch sniper, but..."

Upon seeing Joja's expression, Antar spoke with a bitter look on her face, "Sir, I really need this job. I need a place where I can utilize my abilities. I want to earn that wartime allowance.

I need money. A regular salary can't help my family out of our predicament."

As she spoke, Antar removed her gloves, revealing her disabled hands. She continued with a bitter expression, "I used to be the best sniper in my tribe. The Turks deprived me of my ability to hold a gun.

But my family needs me. I dare not ask for more. I only do what I'm good at and can definitely do well.

Sir, what I need is not charity, but a job that truly makes me feel valuable."

Joja looked at Antar, who was anxious, and curiously asked, "Why do you think doing other things is worthless?

Even if you don't want to work in tourism, why don't you consider becoming a sniper instructor or a shooting coach? Such jobs pay well anywhere."

"Antar is considered a rebel by the Turkish government. Her thumb was cut off by the Turkish security bureau because they captured her parents.

If it weren't for someone rescuing them, her family would have been dead by now.

The Swedish government accepted Antar and her family as political refugees, but no one would hire a woman with such a background.

If Antar wasn't reluctant to accept my financial aid, I wouldn't let her go out and look for work."

Joja looked at Erica, who had interrupted, with some impatience and said discontentedly, "Isn't what I'm offering a job? Are the dollars my travel company pays stinky?"

Erica scoffed and said, "So what kind of salary can you offer for this African position? One thousand? Two thousand? Three thousand?

It can't be four thousand. Many Americans can't even earn that much.

What Antar needs is a position where she can utilize her abilities, and that daily wartime salary of 500 dollars.

Although I don't agree, I don't want to see the light go out in Antar's eyes. Just now, I saw her eyes shining."

Upon hearing this, Joja spread his hands and said, "I'm a businessman, I don't fight wars every day."

Erica spoke in a very devout tone, "When a sniper picks up a gun, the observer's war begins."

Joja was taken aback. He thought Erica was a bit of an idiot, but his last sentence made some sense.

When he was doing business, most of his clients also had guns. In all unknown situations, would this be considered 'wartime'?

Snipers provide long-range support. When they pick up their guns, is it 'wartime'?

In fact, Joja didn't really object to bringing Antar along when doing business. This girl was fluent in six languages, which was useful wherever she went.

She could serve as a translator on the front stage, and sit next to Nis as an observer. Antar was indeed a talent!

If calculated according to Erica's formula, Joja estimated the frequency of his business dealings, then Antar's ideal monthly salary should be between eight thousand and fifteen thousand.

In the end, it was all about money!

After roughly figuring it out, Joja looked at Antar and said, "If I offer you an annual salary of one hundred thousand, would you be willing to work in the travel company?"

Antar was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "My work in the travel company is not worth that much.

Although my shooting is problematic, my professional skills are still there. Moreover, I've learned to use drones. I can not only serve as an observer, but also as the team's eyes.

Only by doing these, would I be worth the salary you're offering me!"