Ultimate Firepower
Chapter 131 - 121 Quite Famous

Chapter 131: Chapter 121 Quite Famous

"Wind Vane, to tell you the truth, that name is quite interesting."

Gao Yi had given Sholov a reassurance pill and had the two caucasian gunmen relax as well; they clearly did not understand English since they always needed Sholov’s bodyguard to translate quietly to them.

But Gao Yi remembered these two could speak English. Why had they started needing translations now?

"You two, you speak English. Why do you suddenly not speak it now?"

When there’s an abnormality, one needs to clarify. Standing here, Gao Yi had plenty of confidence. If he didn’t clarify now, he might never have the chance later.

The Russian who chatted with Gao Yi yesterday whispered, "We can speak it, but not very well. We can manage basic conversations, but we’re afraid of misunderstanding and missing details."

Quite a cautious personality. Gao Yi found it odd. Isn’t it said that most mercenaries are uneducated? How come everyone he encountered was so clever and prudent?

Wind Vane seemed rather shrewd, and Peter goes without saying. Even the notoriously reckless Russians seemed cautious and meticulous. Thinking it over, Gao Yi realized that Lin Xianghua appeared to be the dumbest mercenary he had encountered.

It’s not exactly dumb, more like straightforward – the perfect cannon fodder type.

Unable to help himself, Gao Yi looked back at Lin Xianghua, and Lin immediately said, "Boss?"

Gao Yi shook his head, turned back to face the two Russians, and continued after a moment’s thought, "And the heavy machine gun you used last night, right? Can I take a look at your equipment?"

Both Russians showed no reaction, but Sholov, fearful, whispered in Russian, "Show him, or else you won’t be able to leave. I am very sorry for this situation, but we must face it if something goes wrong."

The two Russians exchanged glances, then one turned and went back inside, while the one who spoke English turned to Gao Yi and said, "We are from the Snow Mink Mercenary Group. We came by invitation. Last night was just a misunderstanding. If you kill us, our boss won’t let you off."

That direct, huh?

Peter became angry as soon as he heard it and said sternly, "You dare to threaten us!"

Sholov panicked upon hearing this and urgently said, "Don’t speak, mister. He’s just scared. They are here by my invitation. It’s a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding."

Gao Yi frowned and asked, "Snow Mink Mercenary Group, are they famous?"

Everybody fell silent. After a moment, Lin Xianghua finally whispered, "Small mercenary group, less than ten people total, but very renowned indeed, really tough."

In Iraq, Gao Yi was not afraid of any mercenary group.

Outside Iraq, they don’t even know who Gao Yi is.

So what did Gao Yi have to worry about?

Gao Yi nodded and commented, "No wonder they dare to use the name of the mercenary group to intimidate me."

Lin Xianghua and Gao Yi spoke in Chinese, so Wind Vane was the only one there who understood.

Wind Vane said with a laugh, "They wouldn’t dare. They wouldn’t dare to provoke someone big like you, even with three times the courage. They’re just scared. Look at last night’s situation—how can mercenaries like us, without any backing, compare to you? That helicopter, boom boom booming, us mercenaries may not value our lives much, but we don’t seek death, right?"

Gao Yi looked at Wind Vane again, still with that bright, cheerful smile.

If you say Wind Vane is sycophantic, he’s really not that kind of bottomless flatterer; but if you say he has backbone, he indeed seizes every opportunity to flatter to the extreme.

An interesting person, best kept at a distance.

Just then, the man who had gone back inside brought out a bag, placed it on the ground, and began to pull out its contents one by one.

A bullet-reloading kit, which I had seen yesterday, a bunch of wrenches and tools, but then he took out two boxes, one containing a massive scope, the other a larger night vision scope.

No wonder the bag looked so heavy.

Gao Yi pointed to the things laid out on the floor and asked, "I’m just curious. Did you use this equipment last night? What kind of heavy machine gun?"

"Yes, we found a precision H2 heavy machine gun, fitted it with a scope, and used high-precision bullets and a fixed charge reloading to increase accuracy."

Gao Yi nodded, then turned to Wind Vane and asked, "What about you, what kind of gun did you use?"

Wind Vane replied with the same bright demeanor, "The gun I used? Ah, I had a provided AX50. Such an expensive gun, where would I get one? Even if I had one, I couldn’t bring it here. We use what’s provided."

Curiosity satisfied, there wasn’t much else to say.

Although Peter and Lin looked down on Wind Vane with disdain, Gao Yi didn’t know about Wind Vane’s dark past for one, and considering he was Chinese and truly had a way with words, Gao Yi didn’t dislike Wind Vane too much.

"Give me a contact."

Gao Yi beckoned to Wind Vane and said earnestly, "Do you only operate in this area, or do you go anywhere? I’ll contact you if I ever need anything."

Wind Vane immediately responded with gratitude, "Thank you so much. I’ll go anywhere, as long as you can provide equipment. I can handle any kind of job. Do you want to take my phone number, or how shall we do this?"

"You say."

Gao Yi took out his phone and began to take down the phone number Wind Vane provided. Of course, he would only take Wind Vane’s number and would not give his own to Wind Vane.

After taking Wind Vane’s number, Gao Yi looked at the two Russians and added, "Snow Mink Mercenary Group, right? Give me a contact. I might have work for you guys in the future."

The Russian hesitated for a moment but then gave a phone number.

That sufficed. A small yet tough mercenary group could be useful someday.

Today seemed like a day for making new acquaintances. Gao Yi turned to Sholov and suddenly said, "You’re an arms dealer, hmm, we might have business dealings in the future. Leave your number."

Sholov seemed much relieved and gave his own number. Finally, he added gravely, "About last night?"

"Last night’s event was a misunderstanding. Let’s forget it. I’ll say it again, I’m not here for retribution, I’m just looking for a Chinese person, a Chinese gunsmith. His name is Jack Lee. Have you heard of him?"

Gao Yi was clutching at straws, about to leave after finishing here, just like he couldn’t be bothered to ask Sholov why he wanted to kill Saibu—it was none of his business.

Although Sholov was an arms dealer, he had not heard of the name Jack Lee. Wind Vane seemed thoughtful, and after pondering for a while, suddenly said, "Is it a... young man? Quite... uh, full of a sense of justice?"

If Gao Yi had been very familiar with Li Jie, he might have picked up on something. But with the question from Wind Vane, he simply asked, perplexed, "A sense of justice?"

Wind Vane smiled awkwardly and said, "I did see such a person. We’re all Chinese, so I took note. A Chinese man who took a bunch of guns and went to Mosul to verify and sell them. You’d say that is... heh heh."

"Is he stupid?"

Wind Vane let out a dry laugh but didn’t respond to Gao Yi. Instead, he continued, "Anyway, this guy really had a sense of justice. He brought his equipment, paid for his trip, and went to fight. I, of course, can’t understand that; he’s noble."

Since Gao Yi and Wind Vane were speaking in Chinese, others couldn’t understand them. But then Sholov suddenly said, "Ah! I know now. The person you’re looking for wouldn’t happen to be the one who paid his own way to fight in Mosul, would it?"

Gao Yi was startled. He looked at Sholov and asked, "What? You know too?"

"Yes, a person claiming to be an arms dealer went to Mosul to test and sell guns. In the end, he began distributing weapons and fighting, even offering his own money... uh, very... kind-hearted."

This all sounded very much like Li Jie.

The Russian suddenly said, "I know him! I’ve heard of him. The Justice Envoy, right? Wasn’t he captured by ISIS?"

"Wait!"

Gao Yi stood up, pointing at Wind Vane, "Where exactly did you see that person and when?"

"Just in the Mosul area, about the end of May or early June, I guess. I was fighting there at that time."

Gao Yi turned to Sholov, "And what about you? When? Where?"

After thinking a moment, Sholov said, "Just recently, around mid-June, I guess?"

One month ago, Mosul, and Mosul had been completely liberated just yesterday on July 10th.

Gao Yi looked at the two Russian mercenaries and urgently asked, "When did you get the news?"

The two exchanged looks, whispered in Russian for a while, and one of them said, "A week ago, one of our comrades who was working as a mercenary in Iraq mentioned it—a Chinese man, captured by ISIS during combat. That guy was interesting, like a justice envoy sent from heaven, although foolish... no, I mean... very..."

"Stupid is stupid, I think so too. Continue."

"The Justice Envoy was captured, and then ISIS held him as a hostage. Nobody knows if he’ll die. They say the guy could fix guns, and though foolish, he was a nice person..."

Everything matched up.

And now that Mosul had been completely recaptured, it should be easy to find Li Jie if he was alive. But given the current situation, it seemed highly likely he had been killed, having fallen into the hands of ISIS.

But in any case, there was finally some solid information. Besides, the Iraqi Military was right outside. If Li Jie was still alive, it would be a simple matter, right?

Excited, Gao Yi turned to Peter and said, "Go ask which troop recaptured Mosul, tell them to search for people, quick, hurry!"