Mercenary’s War

Chapter 2249 - 2225: The Old Gun Takes the Field

Gao Yang and the others took a plane to Portland, which is the nearest big airport to Gao Yang’s ranch. Then they rented a helicopter and landed directly at Gao Yang’s ranch.

After getting off the helicopter, Gao Yang led the two inside. Usually quiet Phoenix was moved and said, "This place is really nice."

Gao Yang found the key from under the mat at the door, opened the door and smiled, "Not bad, right? It’s a pity we don’t have time to visit. In the future, come whenever you want. You’re always welcome."

Cui Bo turned his head and nudged Phoenix with his elbow, whispering, "I’m giving you a heads-up; this place is a treasure trove, the kind from legends. Don’t be too surprised, at least don’t dislocate your jaw."

Phoenix just smiled faintly, but as Gao Yang opened another door, Phoenix’s mouth gaped and her eyes were about to pop out.

Cui Bo nudged Phoenix again and laughed, "I told you so. This is nothing. Close your mouth a bit."

Phoenix instinctively wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, swallowed, and before she could speak, Gao Yang pushed open another door.

Following Gao Yang inside, Phoenix looked at Cui Bo and said seriously, "Your description was spot on."

Cui Bo shrugged and laughed, "No, you haven’t seen the real treasure yet."

Gao Yang opened yet another door, waving his hand, "Choose the ones you like. The vintage sniper rifles are here. I’ve tagged the ones with excellent accuracy, but that’s just a small part. I’ve been too busy."

Phoenix exhaled slowly and said, "I won’t call my gun room a gun room anymore."

Cui Bo went in, took a look, and said, "I remember testing a few guns here before, but I forget which ones."

Cui Bo had seen a lot and was immune, but Phoenix was still in a state of shock, oblivious to what Gao Yang and Cui Bo were discussing.

Gao Yang’s ranch house is very large, but now only two bedrooms and a living room are left. He uses all the other rooms to store guns.

Yes, all are guns. It could definitely host a top-class gun exhibition. Not just old guns; there are far fewer new guns, but the absolute number isn’t small. Mainstream sniper rifles are nearly all there, as well as mainstream rifles and handguns.

Apart from all the latest, best, and most expensive guns, all the equipment used for shooting is also present. Gao Yang treats his ranch like a huge, luxurious shooting range. Long-distance shooting is as easy as play without all this.

The guns stolen from Poloneshenko alone occupy two rooms, and the new guns take up another room. Gao Yang’s cherished antique guns fill another room. Everywhere you look, it’s guns.

Phoenix couldn’t take her eyes off the wall of Gao Yang’s guns. She said in a daze, "Is that a Winchester M1894 lever-action rifle? My dad used to have one, passed down in our family, but he sold it when I was a kid. He wanted to buy the same one later when times weren’t so tough, but couldn’t afford the original, so he got a replica."

Gao Yang pointed at the gun, saying, "You mean that one? Does it hold a lot of meaning for you? Take it, it’s yours."

Phoenix stared at Gao Yang, astonished, "What?"

Gao Yang waved his hand, "It’s yours. Since it means a lot to you and to me it’s just one of many, many guns, then take it. Go ahead, take it off the wall and take it."

Phoenix, feeling a bit overwhelmed, said, "No, I can’t. I can’t accept such a precious gift, it’s too...I..."

Gao Yang laughed, "Come on, how much could this gun sell for with its appearance? Twenty thousand? To me, this gun is just a collectible I have no room for. Alright, we need to get to the main topic. You can take it down yourself. I remember I have two of this model, I think."

Cui Bo walked over quickly, took the gun off the rack, and placed it in Phoenix’s hands, then said to Gao Yang, "Brother Yang, are you planning to use that gun?"

Gao Yang looked at a large safe, his expression reverent, and said solemnly, "Yes, I’m going to open the safe."

Phoenix suddenly said, "Excuse my curiosity, but I really want to know, Boss, how did you gather so many guns?"

Gao Yang shrugged and raised his hands, "These two rooms and the half room with old guns were stolen or robbed. The Mauser pistols in the remaining half room were a gift from a friend. This room has some guns as trophies, some were gifts from friends, and others I bought."

Phoenix nodded, a face full of emotion, "I understand."

Seeing Phoenix had no more questions, Gao Yang went to the large safe, squatted down, entered the combination, and opened it. Then he stood in front of it for a moment, before reaching in and taking out a P38 pistol, then a telescope, alongside a box of bullets, and finally, a K98 sniper rifle.

Gao Yang and Cui Bo both looked pensive.

Cui Bo let out a long breath and said quietly, "Seeing this gun again, you always hide it so securely."

Gao Yang gazed at the old rifle in his hands, saying in a low voice, "The safe keeps the temperature and humidity steady. Why take it out often?"

Cui Bo shrugged, "And you’re willing to take this gun over there?"

Gao Yang lifted the gun, took aim for a moment, and said, "The true place for guns and warriors is the battlefield. Taking it to Normandy Beach and firing a deadly shot is more fitting than locking it in a safe. Most importantly, I feel confident using it."

Seeing Gao Yang, then Cui Bo, Phoenix asked, "Is it very precious?"

Gao Yang nodded and sighed, "Yes, very precious, incredibly precious. The most precious part isn’t the gun, but its previous owner."

Phoenix nodded, "I see, a friend of yours?"

Gao Yang smiled and said, "His name was Fedor, my friend and my teacher. The things he taught me still benefit me greatly. If I truly deserve the title Gun God, then he was the inspiration for the Gun God."

Phoenix nodded, "Then he must have been impressive."

Cui Bo said seriously, "Of course he was impressive, a top sniper from Germany during World War II. I must stress, he wasn’t a Nazi."

Gao Yang slowly pulled the bolt open, glanced inside, then suddenly turned to Cui Bo and said, "Speaking of which, we never did go to Libya. We don’t even know where Fedor and Malik are buried. It’s always been on my mind. When we have time, let’s try to find their graves."

Cui Bo nodded, "Sure, I’ve been thinking about that too. Let’s go when we have the time."