Arms Dealing

Now, this group of muscle-bound men.

No, they should be collectively referred to as the UBCS, and they already have the makings of Umbrella's private force.

At this moment, William gestured to the burly man beside him and introduced, "Andre Kapushkin Ostrovsky, he's the one who gathered you all together to become Umbrella employees.

You will address him as Colonel.

And regardless of your previous military or police ranks, from now on, you are all Privates.

Promotions will be based on the actions and missions you participate in later.

Each promotion will increase your base salary and benefits.

In the future, more employees will join, and you will be their Sergeants, Lieutenants, and Captains!"

Hearing the bright future William painted, the UBCS members were no longer so lost.

They even felt somewhat fortunate to have signed a 'contract of servitude' with this company.

Let unknown creatures and unknown phenomena all go to hell.

Unknowingly, this group of soldiers seemed to have acknowledged the supernatural phenomena William spoke of.

"Boss, and Colonel," another UBCS member raised his hand and asked, "Since we are the company's private force, then... what about weapons and equipment? We can't possibly fight those unknown creatures bare-handed, can we?"

"Hmm, good question," William didn't rush to answer them. Instead, he said calmly, "First, change into your uniforms. Considering the time, it should be almost here."

After speaking, William walked out of the conference room, leaving a group of bewildered people behind.

Andre, however, puffed out his chest, his beard seeming to stand on end. He thumped his chest and roared at the confused soldiers, "What are you all standing around dazed for! You heard the Boss! From now on, you are all my soldiers!

So! Get out of here immediately and collect your uniforms! Now!"

!

Andre's roar startled all the UBCS members, causing them to jump. They instinctively stood up, saluted, and replied loudly, "Yes! Colonel!"

William came outside and sat in a chair under a parasol, quietly watching Andre assemble the UBCS members who had already changed into their uniforms.

In fact, not long after the permit was approved, he had already communicated with ImpactGuns, one of the largest arms websites in the United States.

And using the not-too-advanced, but barely usable internet, he placed an order.

The items purchased were as follows (excluding tax);

1. Barrett / Barrett M82A1.

Caliber: .50 BMG.

Unit Price: 7620 USD.

Quantity: 20.

2. Light Machine Gun / FN M249S Para.

Caliber

Unit Price: 9022 USD.

Quantity: 20.

3. Rifle / HK416 Rifle.

Caliber

Unit Price: 2970 USD.

Quantity: 140.

4. Submachine Gun / HK MP5.

Caliber: 9mm.

Unit Price: 2400 USD.

Quantity: 140.

5. Pistol / Glock 17.

Caliber: 9mm.

Unit Price: 500 USD.

Quantity: 140.

Shotgun / Benelli M4.

Caliber: Various shotgun shells.

Unit Price: 1900.

Quantity: 50 units.

Etc.

William purchased enough weaponry from ImpactGuns to arm hundreds of people, along with vast quantities of ammunition.

After all, most of the time for both UBCS and USS would be spent within this camp.

Therefore, training was necessary to maintain a high combat readiness, which would consume weapons and ammunition.

William had originally hoped to equip the UBCS and USS with SCAR or ACR standard-issue rifles, but both of those guns were only announced in '07.

However, the 416, produced in '05 by Germany's Heckler & Koch (HK), was also a decent rifle that could be modified in various ways.

The classic submachine gun, the MP5, was purchased to deal with indoor environments and narrow areas.

He also bought two hundred sets of Level IV body armor plates and tactical vests from this arms website, each set costing five hundred dollars.

Additionally, four hundred FAST tactical helmets and Kevlar helmets, and two hundred PVS-15 dual night vision goggles priced at twelve thousand each.

And two hundred sets of gas masks, along with various holographic and red dot sights for firearms, under-barrel grenade launchers, and other accessories.

The order, including various types of ammunition, totaled twelve million dollars, with eight million for firearms and equipment, and the remainder for ammunition.

At this point, William understood that every shot a soldier fired was equivalent to burning money.

But William didn't feel any pain.

In any case, he intended to provide the UBCS and USS with the best possible weaponry to counter any threat.

Being able to spend money to buy lives was a deal that wasn't a loss at all.

Wouldn't the Nova Scotia government notice Umbrella purchasing such a large quantity of weapons?

The government certainly knew.

The previously mentioned tax exemption came into play here.

Regardless of where items were purchased, once they were shipped into Nova Scotia, Canada, a 15% tax would have to be paid.

That's right.

For over twelve million dollars worth of military supplies shipped via the docks to Halifax City, the tax paid to the provincial government alone would be as high as 1.8 million.

The government knew Umbrella had permits for operation by private contractors and was actually hoping they would buy more weapons.

Moreover, William's charitable donations and financial aid for construction during this period had earned him significant goodwill from Halifax City and even Nova Scotia.

Therefore, they wouldn't make things difficult for William at all.

"However," William muttered to himself, looking at the UBCS members being lectured by Andre, "I still need to set up my own arms factory."

He had once considered acquiring a major arms company, with Lockheed Martin being his top choice.

But seeing their market capitalization of over a hundred billion dollars, he temporarily abandoned the idea.

He would first complete the recruitment mission, then obtain the 50 billion privilege, and then see what the System had to say.

"Beep! Beep!"

The honking of heavy trucks suddenly sounded at the camp's main gate.

This immediately drew everyone's attention.

The barrier blocking two heavy trucks was slowly raised by the African-American security guard inside the guardhouse, allowing the two heavy trucks to smoothly enter the camp.

Finally, the trucks stopped in the open space in front of the barracks.

Seeing this, Andre shouted, "You brats! Your weapons and equipment have arrived! Hurry up and unload them!"

"Yes, Colonel!"

The existing UBCS quickly began unloading the crates of weapons from the heavy trucks.

Meanwhile, William took this opportunity to sign for the order with the truck drivers.

After the two trucks finished unloading and left the camp, William stood before the 120 UBCS members again and said, "Everyone!

You are currently wearing the uniforms of the Umbrella Biohazard Countermeasure Service, abbreviated as UBCS.

UBCS will be one of Umbrella's most basic units.

However, with a foundation comes specialization. I need to select the top twenty most elite among you to be incorporated into the Umbrella Security Service...

abbreviated as USS."

As he spoke, William took a crowbar from Andre, pried open a dark green wooden crate, and pointing at the weapons inside, shouted, "Now pick up your guns for a shooting test, followed by a physical fitness test, and finally, a comprehensive combat assessment!

The first twenty to pass will directly enter the USS and will receive better salaries and benefits!"