Mercenary’s War
Chapter 560 - 560 555 Not Enough Money Won't Do it

560: Chapter 555: Not Enough Money, Won’t Do it.

560: Chapter 555: Not Enough Money, Won’t Do it.

Eileen refused to compete with Gao Yang, but she still had to shoot; otherwise, how could Gao Yang judge the quality of her gunmanship?

After all, hand-to-hand combat is rarely needed on the modern battlefield, but a gun is indispensable at all times.

Starting with a pistol, Eileen began shooting.

Of course, she wouldn’t be shooting at a range of fifty meters, a distance that actually has little significance in real combat.

After firing a magazine of bullets from the pistol and one from the SG551, Eileen’s gunmanship was as good as she claimed.

In a Special Forces environment where good shooting is a fundamental skill, she could be considered excellent.

When Eileen used a 7.62mm caliber rifle to shoot at distant targets, she performed well.

The only condition was who she was compared to.

If compared with Gao Yang, Eileen would think her long-distance shooting was rather poor.

Her accuracy was fine, but her rate of fire was several times slower.

Watching Eileen finish, Gao turned to Cui Bo beside him and asked, “What do you think?”

Cui Bo nodded and said, “She’s good, very good indeed.

As a Fire Assault Specialist, her gunmanship is quite impressive.

In terms of long-distance accuracy, it’s decent.

She’s sufficient to be an emergency marksman if needed.”

Gao Yang let out a sigh of relief and shouted to Eileen, who had ceased firing, “As a Fire Assault Specialist, perform a run-and-gun drill simulating actual combat.”

Eileen replied loudly, “Yes, sir!”

Putting down the gun in her hand, she switched to the SG551, secured the pistol on her body, and at Gao Yang’s command, Eileen started the run-and-gun shooting drill under simulated combat conditions.

For a Fire Assault Specialist, stationary shooting at fixed targets is not very significant.

Moving and shooting are the essential skills needed.

Eileen began shooting on the move.

Her gun fired short bursts, three shots per target, quite accurately.

It was then that her true level of proficiency was evident.

Her gunmanship was excellent and her tactical movements quite standard, though the swift movements she started with soon lost their form and slowed down.

After observing for a while, Cui Bo suddenly said, “Something’s not right.

Eileen’s movements seem a bit off.”

After scrutinizing for a moment, Gao Yang nodded and said, “Her form is off, uh, don’t forget the kick she took.

You don’t think Brother Yang’s kick is so easy to endure.”

Jack asked curiously from the side, “What happened?

Did you guys fight?”

Gao Yang, a bit embarrassed, smiled and explained, “It’s nothing.

There was a misunderstanding when we first met, and a little scuffle broke out.

But it’s all good now, otherwise, Eileen couldn’t have joined the Satan Mercenary Corps.”

After explaining briefly to Jack, Gao Yang shouted again, “Eileen, you can stop now.

Is your body okay?”

Cui Bo, with a curious expression, asked, “If it had been a man, they would probably be in the hospital after taking your kick.

But for a woman, is there still a problem now?”

Gao Yang replied irritably, “How should I know?

Why don’t you go ask Eileen?”

Eileen did not stop; although her movements were somewhat distorted, she persisted and fully demonstrated the basic skills of a Fire Assault Specialist.

After Eileen had finally set down the rifle, drawn her pistol for rapid-fire, then grabbed the rifle again to shoot, her actions were smooth and swift, hitting every target decisively.

Gao Yang nodded in satisfaction, sighed, and said, “At last, we have a second true Fire Assault Specialist.

With Eileen on the team, we’ll have far more tactical options to choose from.”

Cui Bo chuckled and replied, “Exactly, we’ve struck gold.

Brother Yang, with Eileen here, you finally won’t have to always step in as the second Fire Assault Specialist.”

Being a Fire Assault Specialist isn’t just about being able to shoot.

In the strict sense, the Satan Mercenary Corps only had one Fire Assault Specialist, Jinfang.

When they needed one, Gao Yang could only arm himself with a Shotgun and form a basic three-man assault team.

Typically, for street or indoor fighting, Gao Yang would form an assault team with Jinfang and Frey.

In open terrain, they would switch Frey with Glolov.

But that was the extent of their options; if they had to form an assault team with Tommy and Lucica, the coordination and combat effectiveness would drop significantly.

In combat, every role is defined for a reason, and every position requires specialized skills.

The technical requirements of a Fire Assault Specialist are high, and not just anyone can step in and fill that role.

With Eileen on board, she could not only form a real assault team with Jinfang but also allow for larger assault teams.

They were no longer limited to the smallest possible four-man team, and most crucially, with Eileen, they could form two assault teams if needed.

For instance, Gao Yang, Jinfang, and Frey could be one team, and Eileen, Glolov, and Cui Bo could be another.

The two teams could provide mutual support and cover.

Although they had only added one person, the tactical options had greatly expanded.

When Eileen, who was walking with some difficulty, returned to Gao Yang’s side, he asked with a puzzled look, “Your, um, your injury is okay, right?”

Eileen immediately replied loudly, “No problem, sir!”

After responding, Eileen shrugged and said, “It will definitely be uncomfortable, but after applying a hot Epsom salt soak when I get back, I should recover in a few days.”

Gao Yang nodded subconsciously and said, “Okay, good, we don’t know much about that.

You handle it.

Uh, you’re out of money, right?

I’ll give you some more.

How much do you need?”

Eileen, beaming, replied, “Thank you, sir.

I really do need money.

I have to buy a lot of things I need, like underwear, boots, a backpack, as well as combat uniforms and a bulletproof vest.

Sir, I need to complete my combat gear set.”

Gao Yang took out his checkbook and said, “The location of our next mission hasn’t been finalized, so don’t rush to buy clothes and the bulletproof vest.

As for the rest, get whatever you like for your personal use.

I can’t advise you on personal items.

Um, ten thousand US dollars should be enough.

Here you go.

I’ll deduct it from your salary.”

Just then, Gao Yang’s phone rang in his pocket.

He answered the call to find it was Little Donnie.

After connecting, Little Donnie urgently said, “Boss, two pieces of news.

We’ve got business knocking on our door, introduced by the intel dealer Justin.

The client is Friend of Nature, yes, the same organization that once offered us two hundred thousand US dollars; this time, they’ve raised their bid to one million US dollars.”

Impatient, Gao Yang replied, “One million?

Tell Friend of Nature to get lost; it’s too little, not doing it!

Tell Justin if he’s got jobs like this, don’t bother mentioning anything less than five million.

What’s the other piece of news?” (To be continued.

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