Mercenary’s War
Chapter 558 - 558 553 The First Marksman

558: Chapter 553: The First Marksman 558: Chapter 553: The First Marksman They grabbed a quick bite on the road, and by the time they reached the Aliland-Moson Studio, it was already past 2 p.m.

These days, Gao Yang had been practicing for a three-gun competition daily.

He excelled at rapid shooting, which was essential for the competition.

He just needed to familiarize himself with the competition rules and running routes, all of which he could quickly grasp.

To Gao Yang, it was all quite natural.

Over these days, Gao Yang had become well-acquainted with the people at Allian Mossen Studio, and no longer needed Jack to receive him each time.

Upon seeing it was Gao and his group, the clerk let them in, then said, “Mr.

Gao, Jack asked you to wait in his lounge a bit after you arrive.

Your pistol will soon be ready; he wants you to try it out.”

The three of them waited in Jack’s lounge, making themselves at home, drinking Jack’s beer.

Just after sitting down, Eileen exclaimed excitedly, “Hey guys, I can’t believe you brought me here.

This is Allian Mossen Studio.

The stuff here is fantastic, but super expensive.”

Gao Yang tossed a beer to Eileen and asked, “Oh, you know this place?”

Eileen shrugged and replied, “Of course.

Last year, this was voted the best custom gun shop nationwide.

The quality of their firearms is excellent, and their workshop, especially their hand-modified series like the AR-15 and 1911, are the most popular in the country, obviously the most expensive too.

Allian Mossen is definitely a trendsetter studio.

Their mass-produced items are okay, pricey but acceptable.

However, their hand-modified items?

Those are incredibly expensive.

I’ve always wanted to come here, but it’s frustrating, they operate on a membership basis, and I couldn’t get anything customized even if I had the money.”

Gao Yang thought it wasn’t as exaggerated as she made it seem, but then, thinking about the money Bob threw around here and his relationship with Jack, he realized why he could connect with Jack.

Without Bob, they really wouldn’t have the freedom to buy or customize anything on a whim here.

He knew the Allian Mossen Studio was impressive, but he hadn’t realized it was that impressive.

Having connections certainly made things smoother.

Thinking about having such a prestigious shop supply their weapons was thrilling.

Nonchalantly lifting his beer bottle, Gao Yang remarked, “It’s not bad.

Our weapons are all supplied from here.

Hmm, if you want a modified pistol, it’s not too late to change your mind.

I’ll give it to you as compensation for that kick.”

Eileen already had an FNX-9.

She initially declined to switch pistols, but now, without any hesitation, she said, “Thank you, sir.

Can my rifle be modified too?

The SG551LB can be an Allian Mossen production model, but for the SG751SPA-R, I want an accuracy-enhanced custom model, so I can act as a marksman when needed.”

Gao Yang laughed heartily, “No problem, as long as Allian Mossen can do it.”

“We can do anything here!”

Just as Gao Yang finished speaking, Jack pushed the door open.

Upon seeing an extra person, he simply nodded in acknowledgment before handing the pistol he was holding to Gao Yang, “Go ahead and test the gun.

The barrel has been changed to a competition-grade barrel, and the firing mechanism has been replaced too, which considerably improves accuracy.

It’s still far from the limit, but I had to ensure the reliability you wanted.

Hope it’s enough.”

While pulling the pistol’s slide back and forth, Gao Yang said, “No rush to test the gun.

You just said you can do anything.

Here’s a new order for you: an FNX-9, custom-made for this lady.

I’ll pay.

Also, one SG551LB and an SG751SPA-R.

For the SG751, you’d need to modify it a bit, at least change to a competition-grade barrel.

Any issues?”

Jack glanced at Eileen, then shrugged, “The pistol is easy, as we have them in stock; just a little modification needed.

But for the other two, we don’t have extras, only those in the arsenal.

Manufacturing them myself is too troublesome.

If I source and then modify them, it would take too long, at least half a year.

So the best solution is to directly modify used guns.”

Gao Yang frowned and asked, “Used guns?

No issues with that?”

Jack smiled and responded, “Of course not.

Our used guns have fired around five thousand rounds, far from their life limit.

Besides, I’ll replace components like the recoil springs with new ones, then swap both rifles’ barrels with new, competition-grade barrels.

They’ll definitely be better than any purchased mass-produced items.

You should be happy I’m willing to do this work.”

Before Gao Yang could respond, Eileen nodded eagerly, “No problem, no problem at all, that sounds great!”

Jack looked at Eileen again, suddenly widened his eyes, and asked, “Sorry if I’m being rude, but you, are you a woman?”

Unperturbed, Eileen smiled, “Yes, a woman.”

Jack, slightly embarrassed, chuckled and said, “Sorry, my apologies.

For the three guns, friendship price: the pistol for one thousand dollars, the SG551 for four thousand dollars, and the SG751…

hmm, would you need long-range precision?”

Eileen shook her head and said, “Just ensure it’s accurate within five hundred meters, no need for too long a range, that would be beyond my abilities.”

Jack nodded and replied, “Five hundred meters?

That’s easy to manage, it will save a lot of time, I can make it highly accurate within a range of six hundred meters, it should be ready in about ten days, eight thousand dollars.

If you need it to maintain high accuracy over a distance of more than eight hundred meters, it would need at least a month, and the price would start at fifteen thousand dollars.”

Eileen seemed immediately excited, she rubbed her hands together and laughed, “Six hundred meters, that’s enough, that’s enough, it’s really great.

Excuse me, are you Jack Morrison?

My name is Eileen, I’m very glad to meet you.”

Jack smiled and said, “It seems you already know me, so I’m very glad to meet you, Eileen.”

Eileen, unable to contain her joy, said, “I’ve never had a custom gun before, and to think my custom gun would be a piece by Jack Morrison, I must say, it’s quite a surprise.

Sorry, I’m a bit too excited.

Mr.

Mosen, you are the best gunsmith nationwide, the best, so many people are lining up for your work.

I’m so thrilled to get one of your pieces!”

At that moment, Cui Bo expressed his dissatisfaction, “Jack, that’s not fair.

You never asked me how far I needed to shoot, your preferential treatment annoys me.”

Jack replied with a helpless expression, “Buddy, I make your guns with the highest precision for maximum range, do I need to ask?”

Cui Bo’s expression changed, then he chuckled and said, “Sorry, sorry, my mistake.

I knew you were the most reliable.”

Jack opened a beer, gulped it down quickly, and said, “Hold on a moment, I’ll go get the gun Eileen needs, then head to the indoor range to test fire.”

After Jack hastily left, Eileen immediately hit Gao Yang hard on the shoulder and said, “Thank you so much, today is really my lucky day, to actually get a custom gun by Arilan Moson and moreover, a piece by Jack Morrison, hanging out with you is promising, buddy, I love you to death.”

Gao Yang, rubbing his shoulder in pain, scowled and said, “If you dare hit my shoulder that hard again, I won’t give you any gun.”

Eileen laughed out loud, took off her sunglasses, then hugged Gao Yang and planted a kiss on his face, saying, “Anyway, thanks, buddy.”

Gao Yang quickly wiped his face, watched Eileen warily, and moved back slightly, saying, “Look, I have a girlfriend, and I warn you not to do that again.”

Eileen laughed heartily and gave Gao Yang another pat, this time much gentler, and exaggeratedly said, “What are you thinking?

You are too sensitive.

Okay, I might be a bit too excited, but I need to thank you again, one, two, three—it feels like meeting you today has fulfilled three of my wishes, I’m simply too happy, today is definitely my lucky day.”

Gao Yang looked into Eileen’s eyes, feeling that something was off, then he realized the reason — although Eileen looked very masculine and even resembled a man, her eyes were very beautiful and expressive.

Even though her gaze appeared a bit too stern, seeing her eyes after she took off the sunglasses, no one would mistake her for a man again.

Suddenly realizing this was the first time Eileen had taken off her sunglasses since he knew her, Gao Yang awkwardly met her gaze and mumbled, “If you don’t wear sunglasses, I doubt anyone would get your gender wrong.

Anyway, tell me what wishes you’ve fulfilled.”

Eileen shrugged and said, “First, joining Satan, I’ve wanted to do this ever since I knew you guys defeated Angel; second, owning a custom gun, though I couldn’t afford a good one, and didn’t want a bad one; third, getting a Jack Morrison custom gun, you know, Jack Morrison’s work is in a league of its own, his guns are the best.

Now, all my wishes have been fulfilled.”

Gao Yang laughed and said, “Well then, congratulations to you, but still, let’s see how you perform in shooting.

If your gunmanship is too poor, none of your three wishes will be fulfilled.

First, I won’t let you join Satan; second, I won’t give you any pistols; third, I won’t lend you money to buy your custom gun.”

Eileen, brimming with confidence, said, “I have absolute confidence in my gunmanship, sir.

Are you a sniper or a marksman?

How about a challenge?

Be careful, though, it would look bad for you if a famous shooter like you lost to me.”

Gao Yang burst out laughing and said, “Why does everyone want to compare their gunmanship with me?

What’s with this world?”

Eileen shrugged and said, “You’re the Ram!

The leader of the Satan Mercenary Corps, now the Mercenary World’s number one marksman.

Anyone confident in their gunmanship would want to compare with you, right?”