Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1364 - 1,347: Stolen

Chapter 1364: Chapter 1,347: Stolen

Gao Yang is someone who values relationships. When he spends a long time with someone and gets close, he tends to think of others and tries to help whenever possible if they encounter difficulties. It’s hard to say whether this personality trait is good or bad, but it’s certainly uncommon in the mercenary circle.

He doesn’t have a particularly good relationship with Nikolai, just found him as a temporary driver. However, Gao Yang feels that Nikolai’s situation is quite a pity. A decent senior engineer who should have been a pillar for a country, but ends up driving a taxi to make ends meet – that’s undeniably underutilizing his abilities. That’s why Gao Yang wants to help Nikolai, send him to a new environment, perhaps he could return to being an engineer.

After hearing Gao Yang’s words, Nikolai was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Gao Yang and said in confusion, "Sir, what did you say?"

Gao Yang cleared his throat and said, "It’s like this, I think your talents are being wasted. Since staying in Ukraine doesn’t offer many opportunities, have you thought about going somewhere else to try to find a new job?"

Nikolai said blankly, "Where to?"

Gao Yang frowned and said, "This question stumps me. Let me put it this way: if you plan to go to America, I can send you there at any time, don’t worry. I can arrange your departure, but once you get there, you’ll have to find a job on your own—I can’t help with that."

Nikolai sighed and said, "America? Forget it. I can’t speak English, what job could I find in America? Besides, America’s shipbuilding industry system is completely different from the Soviet Russian system I’m familiar with. Also, I specialize in military ships, which are worlds apart from civilian ships, so finding a job at a civilian shipyard seems unlikely. Plus, at my age, I don’t want to leave my family behind anymore."

Gao Yang immediately said, "Oh, maybe I wasn’t clear. I meant to send your whole family there. If you want to go, take your family with you. As for your son, I think he might have more job opportunities over there. Also, I think the situation in Ukraine will only get worse, staying isn’t a good choice."

After finishing, Gao Yang quickly added, "Also, going to America is most convenient. I can send you there at any time. If you’re asking for advice, I’d suggest going to Huaxia, where there’re more opportunities. But wherever you go, you’ll still have to find work yourself. Of course, if there’s a particular place you want to go, I can certainly help too. This might require spending some money, but that’s okay, I’m willing to help."

Nikolai was silent for a moment and then suddenly said, "Sir, why are you doing this?"

Gao Yang shrugged and said, "No reason. I just feel your current situation is unfair to your talents. If spending some money can help you, I happen to have some money. So, why don’t you go back and think it over, discuss it with your family. You can tell me anytime before I leave Ukraine."

Nikolai breathed out and said, "Thank you, you are a good person, sir. I know what you are doing is not legal, but I know you are truly a good person."

Gao Yang gave a bitter smile and then said self-deprecatingly, "I’m a good person? I’m a good person? Ha, that’s a fresh perspective. Regardless if I am a good person or not, Nikolai, you just need to know I’m willing to help you and not intending to harm you. Take your time to consider."

Letting Nikolai concentrate on driving, Gao Yang didn’t speak anymore. He just offered Nikolai a choice; ultimately, it’s still up to Nikolai to decide.

The journey was silent, and after arriving at Shava’s nightclub, Gao Yang, Li Jinfang, and Eileen got out of the car and directly walked into the nightclub.

The doorman recognized Gao Yang and, upon seeing him, enthusiastically led them through the back door to the second floor of the nightclub.

In the same room from the last meeting, upon seeing Gao Yang, Shava, who was lower down and fiddling with a hunting rifle, immediately stood up and smiled, "Come sit down, I found some things. See if you like this rifle."

Gao Yang waved his hand and laughed, "I thought you called for a meeting with your cousin."

Shava hurriedly said, "We’ll definitely meet him today, but not now; it’ll be in the evening. He can’t come out yet. Brother, quickly check out the rifle I found for you."

Gao Yang laughed and said, "Oh? Found it so quickly? Let me have a look."

Shava immediately handed the double-barreled hunting rifle in his hand to Gao Yang, then said excitedly, "This rifle was found today, it looks pretty good. Take a look at it."

Gao Yang took the hunting rifle, which looked quite luxurious, with a rather antique style, intricately engraved with elaborate patterns, though it seemed a bit new.

Now Gao Yang has some knowledge of hunting rifles, basically enough to tell the general type; picking up a rifle he can say a thing or two. Sitting down to open the gun mechanism and taking a look, he then said, "This rifle’s nice, pretty expensive, but it’s not an antique rifle, it’s a replica."

Shava immediately widened his eyes and said with a confused expression, "Replica? What do you mean?"

Gao Yang laughed, "This gun was made by the Belgian Hauseweil Gun Factory, a hand-crafted replica antique hunting gun, with very luxurious materials. However, this factory went bankrupt in the nineties. This gun was produced around 1990, and it’s easy to distinguish because it has the Hauseweil Gun Factory’s mark."

Shava grinned and brushed his hair, frowning, "Not an antique? I thought this gun was the best."

Gao Yang shrugged, "Not an antique, but this gun isn’t cheap. It cost around five thousand US dollars when it left the factory, and now, it’s at least ten thousand US dollars. So, this gun is still very expensive, and since the gun factory is bankrupt, it has room for appreciation."

Shava cheered up a bit, saying, "That’s good, that’s good. I’ll give it to you. Oh, we have many more; you take them all. Quickly, bring all the guns we’ve collected over here."

Immediately, someone left, and then three people came back with a total of seven guns.

Gao Yang raised an eyebrow, laughing, "Haha, your efficiency is impressive! Found so many in just two days?"

Shava seemed a bit proud, waving his hand, "Not fast, not fast. We’ve only found these few so far. I’m not satisfied with this speed."

The seven guns were placed in front of Gao Yang. Gao Yang glanced at them and noticed none were exceptional. All of them were old enough, but too ordinary, some mass-produced guns that, if too many exist, even age wouldn’t make them very valuable; it’s no different from other collectibles.

The condition of the guns varied; some seemed to be frequently used, properly preserved, and still had some collectible value. A few were purely decorative items hung on the wall for too long without maintenance, so they’re rusty.

Without touching them, after carefully inspecting them one by one, Gao Yang’s eyes lit up, picking up a poorly maintained old gun, saying, "This gun is interesting, this gun is interesting."

Picking up the gun, Gao Yang tried to cock it, but found that the triggers could be cocked but wouldn’t lock, meaning this gun was malfunctioning and couldn’t fire anymore.

Furrowing his brows, Gao Yang shook his head repeatedly, "Ah, what a pity, what a pity. This gun is badly maintained and already broken. The stock is actually preserved quite well, and even the gun strap is the original, but the mechanism is broken, and look, many parts are rusted."

Shava leaned closer for a look, then with a confused expression asked, "Is this gun still worth anything?"

Gao Yang sighed and said, "If it worked, this gun could sell for at least two to three thousand US dollars, more valuable than the replica gun. But it’s broken and rusted like this; it might sell for one to two thousand US dollars at most, and you can restore it to use as a decorative piece."

Although the found guns weren’t great, the efficiency of finding several old guns in two days was quite impressive. Gao Yang felt a renewed sense of hope in finding Morgan’s gun.

After putting the gun back, Gao Yang waved to Shava, "Do you know where these guns came from? Brother, if your men discover anything, make sure they remember where they got them."

Shava immediately snapped his fingers, asking the subordinate standing by, "Where did these guns come from?"

One of Shava’s subordinates came over with a light laugh, "These guns, the brothers collected them from their own homes. After you wanted to find guns, they brought out the antique hunting guns from their homes. Oh, except for this one; it was stolen."

Shava pointed to the replica gun, "This one was stolen? From where?"

Shava’s subordinate scratched his head awkwardly, "I don’t really know. It’s like this: one of my guys said he knew a rich person living on Nevsky Prospekt stored hunting guns in his country villa, and he often went hunting. This morning, he and two others went to that country villa, stole the gun, and gave it to me. However, they only found one."

Shava boldly waved his hand, saying loudly, "Who stole it? Call him over and ask which rich person it is and where exactly he lives. Since there was one gun at his country villa, there must be more at his home. Find out and get those hunting guns from that wealthy guy."

Gao Yang was somewhat dumbfounded. Shava had mentioned they’d do anything to get the guns, and now they’ve indeed stolen one.

After a quick cough, Gao Yang softly said, "Well, it’s not necessary to steal. I mainly want to find the one in the photo, and getting some information would be better than getting other guns. So, don’t steal it. First, ask that wealthy guy; he might know the whereabouts of that gun."

Shava waved his hand, saying, "You don’t have to worry about this. Rest assured, we’ll definitely ask clearly. This time we won’t steal; we’re going to rob. While robbing, we can just ask clearly."(. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)