Mercenary’s War
Chapter 575 - 575 570 Cheap Little Gift

575: Chapter 570: Cheap Little Gift 575: Chapter 570: Cheap Little Gift They first returned to Portland, and celebrated once again at the Allian Mossen Studio.

The next day, Gao Yang and his group boarded a plane to New York.

Unexpectedly, Gao Yang didn’t receive a call from Maide near the time of boarding the following day, but besides that, everything went smoothly.

The weapons had been shipped to New York the evening before.

Little Donnie would take the weapons first without moving with Gao Yang and the others after receiving them.

The main reason Gao Yang and his companions stayed mostly in New York while in America was that the Glolov family, the Frye family, and their agent Little Donnie’s home were all in New York.

Thus, New York had become their main foothold in America.

However, a downside of staying in New York was the strict gun control; not only was carrying concealed weapons forbidden, but even having guns at home was not allowed.

Since gun control was strict in New York City, the place where Little Donnie received the guns wasn’t actually New York but a spot in New Jersey, right next to New York City.

The distance was almost negligible, practically just a suburban satellite town of New York City, but much more lenient with firearm management.

As soon as the group of five disembarked from the plane and switched on their phones, Gao Yang’s first action was to call Little Donnie.

Gao Yang couldn’t help but worry about his guns the moment they were out of his hands.

Losing items during shipments wasn’t uncommon in America, and if his guns were lost, he really would have nowhere to cry.

For a soldier, a gun is a second life, so not only Gao Yang, but Cui Bo, Bruce, and even Lucica immediately urged upon disembarking to check if Little Donnie had received their weapons yet.

After Gao Yang got through to Little Donnie, his first words were urgently, “Have our guns arrived?”

Receiving Gao Yang’s call, Little Donnie somewhat helplessly said, “Not yet, but they should arrive soon.

Hey, you guys are being too cautious.

All packages from the Allian Mossen Studio are highly insured.

If something gets lost, the courier company would be devastated, so you really don’t need to worry too much.”

Gao Yang couldn’t help but worry.

His Blade of Satan, a Benelli M4 personally crafted for him by Allian Mossen, his competition Benelli Vinci, his pistols, spare pistols, and additionally, ten thousand rounds of the latest type of bullets which were hard to buy even with a lot of money—losing any of these would deeply upset him.

So upon hearing Little Donnie’s response, Gao Yang helplessly said, “It won’t do.

As long as the guns aren’t in my hands, I can’t help being worried.

Alright, keep waiting for a call from the courier service, and let’s hope they move quickly.”

“Hmm, your guns haven’t arrived yet, but the items you ordered from Huaxia have all arrived here; they’re with me now.

Do you need me to bring them to you?”

Little Donnie understood Gao Yang’s feelings, so although he couldn’t really console Gao Yang, he managed to immediately shift Gao Yang’s attention with his words.

Gao Yang excitedly said, “What?

The items have arrived?

That’s great, I thought they wouldn’t make it before we left.

That’s fantastic, hurry and bring them over, just deliver them to Big Dog’s place.”

After hanging up the phone, Cui Bo, looking at the excited Gao Yang, couldn’t help but say, “What did you buy, and you got it from back home?”

Gao Yang excitedly said, “A surprise, you’ll see once you see it.

Let’s go.”

Cui Bo disdainfully said, “Cut it out, I could guess it right away.

Did you buy ’78 pots’?

I’ve searched everywhere and couldn’t find them, can’t believe you quietly bought them from back home.”

Gao Yang remained silent, just smilingly said, “Don’t guess, you’ll see when you see it.”

When they arrived at Glolov’s place, Frye was already waiting.

Upon meeting, introductions were made to Eileen, though Glolov and his group already knew of Eileen’s existence.

However, first meetings always involved a round of pleasantries.

A few minutes after they had all gotten acquainted, Little Donnie arrived with a big box.

He made a call for someone to come down and help, then they managed to carry the box into Glolov’s living room.

Cui Bo, who was definitely the one for heavy lifting, waited until the big cardboard box was in Glolov’s living room, then rubbing his hands eagerly said, “Quick, open it, let me see if it’s ’78 pots’.”

Gao Yang laughed heartily and said, “Open it.

The contents are gifts I brought for everyone, one for each.”

After Cui Bo opened the box, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, “Aha, I knew it was ’78 pots’.

Ah, my old friends, I’ve missed you so much.”

Cui Bo picked up a 78 kettle encased in a green cloth cover, grinning from ear to ear, while Glolov’s eyes lit up as he exclaimed, “Yes, yes!

That’s the kind of kettle!

Fantastic, I love this gift!”

Bruce and Frey had heard of the 78 kettle and had been curious for a long time.

They grabbed a kettle and started examining it as soon as they opened it.

Eileen, on the other hand, took one and said with a puzzled face, “Oh, this kettle, it looks, so cheap, and, really ugly!”

Gao Yang waved his hand and said, “It is indeed quite cheap, less than ten US dollars each, the shipping costs more than the kettle itself.

As for being ugly, indeed, the look of this kettle isn’t appealing, mostly because the cloth cover is so plain.

But you’d better believe me, once you use it, you will fall in love with this ugly and cheap kettle.”

After he finished speaking, Gao Yang couldn’t help shaking his head and said, “After eating compressed rations for several days in the jungles of Colombia, I made up my mind to buy a few 78 kettles!

So, when I came back, I had Little Donnie buy them for us.

And, the surprises aren’t just the 78 kettles, oh no.”

Upon hearing this, Cui Bo immediately reached down into the box, urgently saying, “Let’s see what else is there, Curtis!

Combat shovel!

The 205 combat shovel, Brother Yang, this is an awesome purchase!”

Cui Bo had always used a Cold Steel folding shovel, which was quite good but a bit heavy, and the shovel head was a bit too small, so Cui Bo had always talked about the 205 combat shovel he had used back in his home country.

The 205 combat shovel was almost a standard issue in the Huaxia army; it appeared frequently.

Originally just a tool, there was no need to mythologize it, but it absolutely deserved some praise.

Among the cheap, high-quality military goods produced by Huaxia military factories, the 205 combat shovel was indeed a very, very good tool, even a good weapon, and in extreme situations, it could double as a cooking utensil.

The 205 combat shovel was lightweight, which was a great advantage, but its steel edge was decent.

If you really needed to dig fortifications or something, a light and fast 205 combat shovel was much more useful than those heavy folding shovels.

After swinging the combat shovel a couple of times, Cui Bo was excited and said, “Great, I’ll use this one, throw away the old folding shovel.

I’m bringing this shovel this time.”

Gao Yang smiled and said, “We’re going to Somalia, and the type of combat we might face varies greatly; we might need to dig fortifications, and this shovel has no weight to it, anyone who wants can bring one.”

Wielding the shovel, Cui Bo loudly said, “Guys, trust me, if you need to dig a shelter, this is definitely a treasure.

Anyone who still has space, I strongly suggest you bring one.”

Glolov smiled and also took out a shovel, saying, “Very familiar tools, much like the combat shovel I used to use.

You know, I have been trained in combat with combat shovels, in fact, in our combat training, more than half used combat shovels as weapons.

Although I prefer the Russian shovels, I’m still very willing to bring one along.”

As Cui Bo continued to look through the box, he said, “Two good items already, I feel there’s something else down there, what could it be?”

Gao Yang smiled and said, “You might not like this item, but Toad will definitely like it.”

After Cui Bo dug out the item from a pile of bubble wrap, he looked surprised and said, “Military rubber shoes?

The oldest liberation shoes?

At least you could have bought the 07 military rubber shoes.”

Gao Yang shrugged and said, “Toad has mentioned several times that he wanted the kettles, so I just bought some along with them.

I plan to use them as slippers on the battlefield.

The 07 shoes have too high a collar, making them hard to walk in while scuffing.

Since they’re not heavy, I’ll just bring them along, though I guess besides a few of us, no one else would be interested.”

Cui Bo pursed his lips and shook his head, saying, “Forget it, I’m not interested, you should just give them to Toad; he really likes them.”

Gao Yang picked up a pair of shoes and smiled, saying, “Guys, this is also a good item, just not used often.

After all, you rarely get the chance to take off your shoes on the battlefield, but these shoes are very comfortable.

The only downside is that wearing these shoes will make your feet really stink.

Uh, anyone interested?”

Looking at the pair of green liberation shoes in Gao Yang’s hands, everyone shook their heads.

Gao Yang shrugged and said, “Okay, I knew you wouldn’t be interested.

I’m not that interested either, but I’ve decided to bring a pair anyway.”

Cui Bo waved his hand and said, “Fine, with the kettle and combat shovel, I’m already very content.

I’ve decided that when we set out, I’ll bring less compressed biscuits and prepare some rice to cook porridge.”

Glolov also nodded repeatedly, saying, “I think, I can bring some borscht, oh, those ready-made instant meals, just put them in boiling water, that’s a good idea, I’ve got to buy some.”

Without logistical support and left with only individual rations, a short time is bearable, but a long time can really be fatal.

Moreover, going to Somalia, even if there is logistical support, there won’t be any good food.

Having suffered once in Somalia, Gao Yang was also tempted, and after pondering for a moment, he said to Cui Bo, “How about we look for some instant noodles?

I have a good idea, we buy the instant noodles and throw away the noodles, keeping the seasoning packets.

That way, we can bring more, and even if we encounter something hard to swallow, cooking it with instant noodle seasoning would make it edible.” (End of the excerpt.

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