Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1332 - One Thousand Three Hundred Fifteen: Greatly Increased Confidence

Chapter 1332: Chapter One Thousand Three Hundred Fifteen: Greatly Increased Confidence

On the plane, Gao Yang went to wash his face, removing the light but highly recognizable makeup on his face, then walked over to Yake, who was burying his head in his food, and laughed, "Buddy, you did a good job."

Yake looked up and grinned at Gao Yang, "I watched your performance on the surveillance footage. I can only say, Boss, it’s a pity you’re not a madman."

After speaking, Yake wiped his mouth with a napkin, pulled a USB drive from his pocket, and tossed it to Gao Yang, then loudly said to the flight attendant, "Bring me another one, I’m starving."

Number Thirteen also sat down and said in a low voice, "Will there be a problem if Davidson doesn’t remove the surveillance cameras at his house?"

Gao Yang thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "No problem, let Davidson find and remove them slowly on his own."

Yake laughed, "If Davidson hires a professional to remove the surveillance cameras, it’ll scare him to death."

Gao Yang, intrigued, asked, "Why?"

Yake smugly replied, "Because the equipment we use is the most advanced from the CIA, but the technique is a common method used by British MI6. As long as Davidson hires someone professional, they’ll definitely notice."

Gao Yang laughed, "Does it make a difference?"

"Of course, there’s a big difference. These intelligence units, you see, have many things in common, like wiretapping methods and equipment, also the usual places and techniques for installing surveillance cameras. However, to the discerning eye, these things can’t be hidden. The KGB’s methods are the most crude, the CIA always uses the most advanced equipment, but their techniques are still a bit rough, the MI6, hmm, I doubt Davidson can even find the surveillance cameras I hid. Hey, I can’t explain these things to you in detail, even if I did, you wouldn’t understand. Just assume that everyone has their own style after all."

Gao Yang shrugged, "Kind of like the difference between SAS, SEALs, and the Signal Flag Corps?"

"Pretty much, that’s the idea. Of course, the premise is you have the insight to tell the difference."

As they spoke, Yake’s dinner was served at his seat, as well as Gao Yang’s and Number Thirteen’s dinner.

On the plane, it’s impossible to get anything too complex, Yake’s dinner was a serving of Italian pasta, microwaved and mixed with sauce to eat, although this meal was simple, it still made Gao Yang envious because his food was a bunch of semi-solid semi-liquid mush.

Gao Yang picked up a spoon, stirred the mush in front of him, and said to the flight attendant with resignation, "I thought you would serve me pasta."

The flight attendant apologized with a smile, then resolutely shook her head, simultaneously placing another plate of mush in front of Number Thirteen.

Gao Yang was very surprised, "Why are you also eating this nutritional meal like me?"

Number Thirteen picked up a spoon, closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Because the doctor hasn’t told me I can eat freely yet, so I’ve been eating this crap all along."

After speaking, Number Thirteen closed his eyes, lips moving slightly, and after a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the spoon, and quickly shoveled the mush into his mouth.

Number Thirteen, with incredible speed, wielded the spoon like a windmill in a hurricane, and after finishing a plate of mush, he put down the spoon and loudly said, "I’m done, please take the plate, thank you."

Gao Yang watched Number Thirteen, then used his own spoon to pick up a bit of greenish mush due to the vegetables, put it into his mouth, and swallowed it with difficulty, suddenly turning to Yake angrily, "Don’t smack your lips while eating! Or else just stay away from me!"

Yake stared at Gao Yang, eating even more heartily, while Gao Yang turned to Number Thirteen, looking puzzled, "How can you eat this stuff?"

Number Thirteen said in a deep voice, "Self-hypnosis, tell yourself it’s delicious, it’s delicious, it’s delicious, then eat it as fast as you can. Just finish it before your taste buds and stomach can protest."

Gao Yang sighed, closed his eyes, gripping the spoon, silently chanting to himself, "It’s tofu pudding, it’s tofu pudding, it’s tofu pudding."

Opening his eyes, Gao Yang ate his nutritional meal at the fastest speed in his life until he finally couldn’t take it anymore. He threw the spoon down angrily, "This is damn nutritional meal, not tofu pudding, F**k! I can’t take it anymore, can’t anyone make this crap taste a little better!"

Yake said with curiosity, "Is it really that bad? Let me try."

Yake picked up the spoon, extended his arm, scooped a spoonful from Gao Yang’s plate, tasted it, then said with surprise, "It tastes fine. Why are you reacting so strongly? Honestly, you’re just too picky."

At this moment, the flight attendant came to the three of them and smiled, "Gentlemen, please fasten your seat belts, we are about to take off."

Gao Yang helplessly said, "British, hey, British, forget it, I’m going to sleep."

It’s going to be a few hours of flying. Once the plane took off, Gao Yang, who was already tired and sleepy, closed his eyes to get some good sleep.

The problem of time difference, when Gao Yang woke up, it was still dark, and it was the early hours of the morning in New York local time.

As the plane was about to land, the flight attendant came to Gao Yang and whispered, "Sir, Mr. Reeves’ car is waiting to pick you up at the airport."

Gao Yang nodded and said to Number Thirteen and Yake, "After getting off the plane, you guys go back first, I have to wait a bit before I can return."

Yake said in a deep voice, "Go where?"

Gao Yang sighed and said, "Anyway, I’m going to the hospital."

After getting off the plane, Gao Yang got in the car sent by Morgan and went directly to Morgan’s residence in New York. When he rang Morgan’s doorbell, it was Morgan himself who opened the door.

Opening the door, seeing Gao Yang, Morgan hurriedly said, "Come in quickly. I was planning to go personally, but it was inconvenient for me. So, how did that matter go?"

Gao Yang walked in, made an OK gesture, and said with a smile, "Everything is settled."

Morgan was very happy; his anticipation quickly turned to excitement, but Morgan still urgently asked, "Are you sure?"

Gao Yang thought for a moment, then nodded, "I can’t say I’m 100% certain, but I’m 90% sure."

Walking into Morgan’s living room, Gao Yang took out a USB drive, then also removed a tie clip from his tie, and said with a smile, "I recorded the whole process, including Davidson’s reaction afterwards. You had better watch it yourself; it will help you make a direct judgment."

Morgan eagerly took the USB and the tie clip, then shouted, "Nelson! Get the computer ready quickly!"

Soon, three computers began simultaneously playing the footage Gao Yang and his team had captured. One computer showed the footage shot from Gao Yang’s perspective, another from Number Thirteen’s, and the third displayed the panoramic footage captured by the cameras Yake and Number Thirteen had sneakily placed at Davidson’s house in advance.

Fast-forwarding the footage to the right spot, Morgan began to watch intently, and then, suddenly, he couldn’t help but laugh. He looked at Gao Yang, then back at the computer screen, and said with suppressed laughter, "I feel like I’m watching a movie."

Gao Yang shrugged and smiled, "In fact, I felt like I was acting in a movie myself."

Seeing himself for the first time, Gao Yang was even more engrossed than Morgan. When he saw his own face, which looked neurotic and evil, from Number Thirteen’s perspective, it gave him a strong sense of incongruity.

Morgan suddenly burst out laughing. Watching Gao Yang’s frustrated declaration of missing his shot, Morgan slapped his thigh and said to Gao Yang, "Haha, that’s hilarious, Gao, you should be an actor."

Gao Yang could only respond with a smile, while Morgan, looking gratified, said, "Davidson was terrified; he must have been scared out of his wits. Just look at his expression; he definitely doesn’t have the courage to contend with us anymore. Gao, how did you guys pull it off?"

Before the video finished playing, Morgan had already drawn his conclusion. Meanwhile, Gao Yang apologetically said, "I can’t give you a detailed answer, because I don’t really know how Yake and Number Thirteen did it. You provided the groundwork for Davidson’s background check, then Yake dug deeper into Davidson’s network in Belgium, photographed everyone, and selected the right targets. Then, Number Thirteen and Yake carried out some specific actions together. By the time I arrived in Belgium, they had already completed most of it, and I just had to show up and act out a scene."

Morgan laughed, "Your acting was crucial, and let me say it again, you were pretty good."

Gao Yang chuckled, saying, "I and Number Thirteen acted, while Yake was watching over that Kuyt guy at the Depp Group headquarters in Antwerp. They also planted bombs in four people’s cars. While I and Number Thirteen were acting, he first used drugs to make Kuyt’s death look like a heart attack, then remotely detonated another, blowing him sky-high. Originally, we wanted to take out more, but only Yake could carry out the specifics, and there was only one person in the car on their way home, so it was just him who got blown up. Fortunately, our play didn’t have any flaws."

While Gao Yang was explaining, he also observed Davidson’s reactions after he and Number Thirteen left, seeing how Davidson frantically tried to erase all traces, ordered everyone to keep silent and not reveal what happened, especially Davidson’s extreme terror, fearful of making any mistake that might provoke them. Gao Yang knew for sure this matter was resolved.

"It’s done, completely done. We no longer have to worry about Davidson spilling the secrets. Gao, I can finally rest easy. The next step is up to us, without worrying about any problems from Davidson’s side."

With a face full of confidence and satisfaction, Morgan patted Gao Yang on the shoulder, smiling, "You all really pulled it off. Buy yourself a nice car tomorrow, and come to the party in the evening. With your acting skills, you’ll quickly blend into this circle and do very well. Buddy, my confidence in you has never been higher." (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)