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How to Arm Entire Armies While Being A Professor

Imagine a new Professor just came into the most prestigious high school in the west. North Rayleigh Academy. When the professor's side-job is a world-renowned arms dealer for private armies. What challenges will they face? Will conflict of interest be the reason? External forces taking control over everything? Or will it be war bigger than what students face. Will the lessons of chemistry be helpful to the students? Is there something bigger running the entire school or is there an industry developing from the school itself? Vaughn is a man of many talents, skills, and ideals. Business comes first for him but that will change once he takes a step into his class changing his beliefs that runs his everyday life. "Give an artist an inspiration... they'll make art. Give a student hope.... they'll thrive and be the best they can be. Give an army a stockpile of weapons... they'll create nothing but piles of bodies and mayhem along their path. I wonder sometimes if my students are actually listening to my lessons. I sure do hope they get more excited over science." -Professor Vaughn Killford.

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Anna is on information duty, Maestro is on the financial side of things, I on the other hand is handling physical matters. Doing what I do best, arms dealing. We need more capital for the next phase of our plan and money is crucial for it to be successful.

Dealing guns to Militias are pretty easy if you don't do anything stupid against them and if you sell them enough of the good stuff. They don't mind you as long as the deal is successful they won't mess with you. On the other hand Mafia's are loyal to their arms dealers.

If you treat them like family they'll treat you like family as well. Mobs tend to be quite picky on their weapons some take specific weapons because its their family insignia or some kind of badge of honor in that sense. They pay a good lot of money for quality weapons that fit their agenda protecting their family and their boss.

Gangsters prefer a bit of bling on their end. Usually they'll only order small SMG's or pistols that fit in their pants in case of a drive-by. Fully-automatic and very compact is what their preferred choice of weapon. A simple yet effective to handle a gang war on their own streets.

Mercenaries on they're picky on their own as well. But they only order what they need for the job. Exact amount no more, no less a very straightforward way of buying arms. Most mercenaries are quite unorthodox sometimes.

You sometimes get obscure requests like special bullets. Expensive rifles, specialty equipment. They're probably the most expensive bunch of people to buy their equipment for their job. But they're the most efficient at that. Taking the least amount of ammunition per deal of the bunch with the Gangsters being the worst at ammunition.

Paramilitary forces, they say they're the ones who do the dirty work that governments can't do. They label themselves as unbiased with no sides to fall into. But run on the money of the government. They're usually black ops operatives.

They're equipment is unorthodox or usually they buy weapons to fit in their mission. Like buying similar weapons to a country they're seizing. They prefer a more rugged approach since they usually hold onto their weapons the longest. They can't afford to replace their rifles each mission that would be too expensive.

Hence they're good at maintaining good equipment to last for a while. I give respect to those off the grid men and women who deals with the worst types of people in this world without a hitch and no questions asked.

In the world of arms dealing there are no victors nor there are victims. Since both sides take each others throats and use my arms to deal with it. If you face to equal forces right against each other they'll cancel each other out or at least close to it at best.

Understandably, I was once a soldier myself. I know the hardships of becoming a paid or contracted soldier. The salty, sandy, dusty environments. Living off rations from the enemy side, living off the grid with no contact with the outside world until your mission is done. It's a harsh world but I succeeded escaping that painful and bland world of who I used to be.

The real victims here are the ones who live and die from the world of being a contracted killer. Which ever you prefer to identify yourself. A soldier, a mercenary, a gunman, a hitman whatever you know where you've been through. And you've been stuck to a mindless loop of know who to kill, where to kill, and get paid after the kill.

And the real victors in the sad truth are the ones who are in control over you. The contractors, the ones who pay you to do their bidding. That's how the world is being maintained. Not by the government or the people in congress. But the men, women, and children fighting for what they believe in the battlefield. Where there are no cameras to see their actions in the field.

Well that's the reality of this world where a secret agreement of PMC's to maintain order of this war ridden world of ours.

After a while and a lot of dealings with the clients selling new weapons under Dealer's name. This should be enough as I switch from Dealer to Killjoy when interacting with clients. So the flow of arms within the industry is coming from two sources major sources Killjoy and Dealer.

Making the Organization irrelevant in the arms industry. Since my goods will always be better than theirs with this I could isolate the top spot as the king of arms dealing once again. Though we have a short period of time and window to do all of this since I have to return to school for my second identity. And keeping an eye out for my students.

"So Vaughn how did arms dealing went for you?" Said Maestro with a glass of whiskey on his hands and he poured me some on another glass.

"Good, soon the money will start rolling in now. How's your research with Anna?" As I take a sip of the whiskey he gave me.

"So far so good we're having negotiations with a Drone manufacturer we're gonna get our designs soon. Here's the design by the way." Said Maestro as he hands me a tablet with the blueprints.

"This is perfect. Great job out there Maestro, we'll soon topple the Organization sooner or later at this rate." As I stare off the nightlife filled city of Rayleigh.

"You two celebrating without me? Oh yeah, I've secured the patents for their drones already no need for negotiations." Said Anna as she gives me a thumb drive with all the designs and variants.

"Well then, we'll begin production hopefully before December. So we could stock up for the upcoming winter."

"Then the next phase after that?" Said Anna.

"Yes, we'll be moving on to next phase. We should be prepared for anything the Organization throw at us. But if things go down I want you two to dissolve everything here and every document we have."

"Sure thing I'm already prepared for the clean up procedure if things really do get hairy." Said Maestro.

"Good, then everyone congratulations we're a step closer to our goal!" As we celebrate with the recent successful execution.

Meanwhile somewhere in the Alps...

"You're making a grave mistake there, Killhjoy. You will see what they have prepared for you once you fight them head on."

Vaughn, Anna, and Maestro successfully had everything on their side but will that lead of theirs stay forever? Did you like the new chapter? A comment or review is appreciated.

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