Joe Ga's blunt allegiance test threw Baghdad into chaos.
The mercenaries, who usually hid in hotels or safe houses and never went out, grouped in twos and threes, eventually forming over a dozen small squads to hunt down the surviving thirty or so mercenaries.
To show their sincerity, when these people arrived, even the Iraqi security forces had to stand aside.
The professional teams sponsored by these large companies were so well-equipped that once everyone had arrived, seven or eight drones hovered above the wealthy district.
Where could the attackers hide?
"Surrender"?
That wasn't an option!
If you waved a white flag, I'd pretend I didn't see it, beat you into a pulp, and then you'd be the unlucky devil I vanquished in battle.
In the villa, Joe Ga was having a great time talking and laughing with a bunch of Iraqi officials. As there was no language barrier and he was both the proponent and executor of this plan, Boss Joe got along even better with those guys.