King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 1044 - 928 Marburg Virus_2

Qiao Liang smiled bitterly and said, "If you see that toilet, you’ll understand. There’s no such thing as centralized defecation...

The so-called toilet is just a tarp tied around the stern, with a row of safety ropes fastened onto the railing. When people relieve themselves, only their hands and feet remain on the boat—all other parts are outside the boat..." freewёbnoνel.com

Joe Ga suddenly envisioned the high-difficulty maneuver of pooping with one’s bottom facing out, feet steadied on the boat’s edge, and hands gripping the railing...

For some reason, Joe Ga couldn’t help but find it a little comedic...

This Africa-specific waterborne toilet method unexpectedly helped suppress the spread of the virus to some extent. If it were his own quick-response boat, the situation might have turned out even worse.

The ’Medic Officer Bird’ noticed Joe Ga’s slightly relaxed demeanor and spoke earnestly: "Boss, this virus has been internationally recognized as a level-four pathogen in the same category as Ebola.

If medical supplies and personnel can keep up, the mortality rate can be controlled to 5%~10%.

If this is a deliberate release, then the virus is limited to that one boat. As long as we can contain them, the consequences won’t be severe.

But we absolutely cannot let them impact Central Africa, because once Central Africa is designated as an epidemic zone, its transportation with the outside world will be entirely cut off, and the import and export of all goods will suffer greatly.

If someone is deliberately targeting us, then they must be well-prepared.

From now on, we need to seal off the Ubangi River, inspect all passing boats, and enforce strict management measures at the docks in Bangui, Sangha Town, and Bangassou.

All boats coming from Kinshasa must be thoroughly disinfected. If passengers need to stop at the docks, they must undergo stringent control."

The ’Medic Officer Bird’ then furrowed his brow and said worriedly: "Boss, the real challenge is about to begin. To resolve the problem, we must find the people who created it and stop their next moves."

After hearing this, Joe Ga clenched his fist and gritted his teeth, saying, "I understand. I’ll handle the Kinshasa problem..."

Saying this, Joe Ga reached out to pat Qiao Liang, suggesting he return to Sangha Town first—but Qiao Liang stepped back to avoid his touch.

Seeing his elder brother’s alarmed expression, Qiao Liang smiled bitterly and said, "Bro, I just held a sick child...

I’m probably okay, but I won’t go with you. I’ll stay here and cooperate with the ’Medic Officer Bird’ to settle these people.

Gathering so many people together for a long time will lead to problems if we maintain strict military-style management. I’ll find ways to keep them occupied...

Money and hope will make them follow our advice and live their lives accordingly.

This location is suitable; I’ll lead them to build a dock here.

Later, I’ll have the shipyard send equipment and supplies. Using the guise of constructing a shipyard, I’ll keep these people here and ensure they follow orders peacefully.

Bro, the ’Medic Officer Bird’ just said that the transmissibility of the Marburg virus isn’t particularly high. As long as we’re cautious, it’ll definitely be okay."

Qiao Liang hesitated for a moment before looking seriously at Joe Ga and saying, "Bro, if someone deliberately poisoned us...

Kill them!

Kill them!!"

Seeing his soft-hearted younger brother steeling his resolve, Joe Ga nodded firmly and said, "Don’t worry, I will!"

Hesitating now would be irresponsible to everyone. Joe Ga agreed to Qiao Liang’s plan with a grim expression.

He was right—’despair’ would make everything far worse...

Only by giving these impoverished people hope would they obey management and stay here obediently.

Give them work, have them build a small town and a shipyard here, give them hope for the future, and we can contain the virus within these boundaries.

Otherwise, if unrest occurs, unless we kill everyone, the Marburg virus will definitely spread.

The virus’ nearly 10% mortality rate isn’t entirely unacceptable in Africa...

But once the virus reaches Central Africa and someone deliberately reacts to it by getting the WHO to issue warnings, the currently booming Central Africa will be cut off from the outside world...

This isn’t just about inconveniencing the movement of goods. If ill-intentioned entities intervene, Central Africa, in the heart of Africa, will become an isolated island. All P.B. personnel will be barred from other countries, and Joe’s business will come to a grinding halt.

Joe’s operation is essentially a form of unconventional wartime economy. He integrates resources through conflict to expand his influence. If his personnel are restricted to Central Africa, even briefly, it will have a catastrophic impact on his clout.

If he’s trapped in Central Africa and cannot influence the situation in Congo, it could lead to Kabila’s downfall. The situation in North-Kivu will destabilize, dragging the deeply-tied P.B. Bank into turmoil...

And this would mean more than just financial losses. Even if Joe can swiftly stabilize the situation, the costs of doing so would be astronomical!

By now, Joe Ga realized that the enemy he faced this time was extremely well-prepared, attacking him on multiple fronts, leaving no gaps to exploit.

If it weren’t for the chance encounter with the floating slum, once the virus reached the Central African Capital Bangui, everything would fall neatly into the enemy’s plan.

This opponent was formidable—a master of international political and economic strategies...

Joe Ga looked at his brother’s determined expression and nodded heavily before stepping aside to the riverbank and activating his communicator to give orders...

Everyone who had close contact with the boat’s impoverished passengers was ordered to stay behind...

One ant-eater squad, one patrol team, along with Qiao Liang and the Medic Officer Bird, would form the management team.

Joe Ga consulted the ’Crocodile’ and had the monstrous veteran stay behind to ensure Qiao Liang’s safety, leaving behind all the supply boats as well.

Meanwhile, Sangha Town received notice—a solemn-faced TC, who had been working in the hospital, brought documents and several doctors aboard a transport vessel carrying medical supplies and essentials...

Dr. Yang, upon hearing the news, rushed to the estate. He expected his daughter Tong Tong to demand to see Qiao Liang but instead found her sobbing while dialing numbers in a phone book...

"Accountant Wang, it’s Tong Tong. Listen to me. Contact all the pharmaceutical companies we’ve collaborated with—we need..."

"Uncle Chen, it’s Tong Tong. Something happened with Qiao Liang.

Help me arrange cargo planes. Medical supplies will soon arrive at the Capital City airport—I need them expedited to Central Africa immediately.

Big Brother’s three cargo planes have already taken off. They’ll reach Harbour Island in 20 hours, and I need to ensure smooth passage..."

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Seeing her daughter crying while making phone calls, Dr. Yang sighed and walked over to hug Tong Tong’s shoulder, saying, "Don’t worry..."

Before Dr. Yang could finish, Tong Tong burst into tears and clung tightly to her waist, wailing loudly, "Mom, Qiao Liang won’t let me go. He’s never spoken to me so harshly before—I’m scared for him..."

Dr. Yang gently rubbed her daughter’s head, her heart aching, and said, "Don’t be mad at Xiao Liang. He’s doing this for your safety.

Xiao Liang isn’t letting me go either. But as a surgeon, I wouldn’t be of much help anyway. I’ll stay here to take care of you.

Don’t be angry. Just keep working hard—you must ensure strong logistical support for Xiao Liang and the others over there.

The harder you work, the less pressure they’ll face over there!"

Tong Tong wiped her tear-streaked face and sniffed, nodding as she said, "Mom, I understand..."

Dr. Yang glanced over at Nis, sitting on the other side with a stoic expression...

Watching the expectant mother calmly mobilize P.B.’s resources, he hesitated before heading to the kitchen to prepare hot water for his daughter and Nis to help them relax...

Seeing Nis look at him with a peculiar expression, Dr. Yang shook his head and said, "You’re pregnant—you need to take care of your body..."

Nis held the hot water cup with both hands, her expression somewhat conflicted as she said, "Thank you...

Everything will be okay over there!"