116: Chapter 115: The Gun from Afghanistan 116: Chapter 115: The Gun from Afghanistan Uriyangko’s exclamation was exaggerated, and Glolov just shook his head, “It’s too exaggerated, too exaggerated.
There weren’t that many people there.
I think there were only two to three hundred, maybe?
But definitely not thousands.
That’s just too exaggerated.”
Uriyangko laughed heartily and slapped Glolov on the shoulder, “What are you being modest about, Sierra Leone’s Executioner, Trident’s mad Big Dog?
I believe you slaughtered no less than a thousand people in Sierra Leone.”
Glolov’s facial muscles twitched a few times as he shook his head, “Let’s not talk about Sierra Leone.
It’s nothing to boast about.”
Uriyangko shrugged, “All right, it’s not you who should feel guilty.
You were just following orders.
Besides, everyone was crazy back then, weren’t they?
At least you didn’t shoot at women and children, whereas I…, forget it, let’s not talk about that anymore.
Let’s continue with the business.”
Uriyangko’s face still bore a smile, but Gao Yang could see that Uriyangko’s smile was forced.
However, once Gao Yang saw the sniper rifle Uriyangko had taken out, he couldn’t care less about probing into other people’s inner turmoil.
Uriyangko took a big rifle out of a cabinet.
It was clear he cared deeply for that big sniper rifle; that’s why he stored it separately.
“Take a look, brand new TAC50, equipped with the best scope.
Please note, the scope has night vision capabilities, and it comes with all the accessories—gun cleaning tools, recoil pads, and one hundred twenty-six bullets.
Gentlemen, this rifle is only going for thirty-five thousand US dollars.”
Gao Yang took the gun.
It was heavy, and after he steadied it, he called out loudly to Cui Bo, who was still outside the vehicle, “Rabbit, come take a look.”
Gao Yang had no love for large caliber sniper rifles—their weight alone diminished his interest in using them—but while Gao Yang didn’t want to take a large caliber sniper rifle to battle, he was very interested in studying and playing around with one.
After inspecting the gun, he noticed a line of words written on the stock.
“Stevenson, 22nd Royal Regiment of Canada, God be with you, 2011.1.14.”
After seeing the words on the stock, Gao Yang asked Uriyangko, “What does this mean?
Did this rifle come from Afghanistan?”
Uriyangko shrugged, “Exactly, this rifle came from Afghanistan.
A friend of mine bought it off an Afghan, trading it for ten AK47s, then sold it to me in South Africa.
Obviously, the guy who wrote these words didn’t have God’s favor, as he got taken out by the Afghans.
I think leaving these words better proves the rifle’s provenance, so I didn’t wipe them off.”
“Coming all the way from Afghanistan to Libya, that’s a long journey.
Just curious, how much did you pay for it?”
“Trade secret, I cannot reveal it.
All you need to know is that thirty-five thousand US dollars is a very cheap price for it.”
By this time, Cui Bo had already run into the vehicle and immediately his eyes lit up upon seeing the gun in Gao Yang’s hands.
After he took it and caressed it, he immediately said, “Brother Yang, we have to buy it, definitely have to buy it.”
Gao Yang nodded and said, “It’s a good gun, and since it’s from the Canadian army, the quality should be assured.
Thirty-five thousand is indeed not expensive, but we don’t need it at all right now.”
“Let’s reserve it first, we absolutely can’t let anyone else buy it.”
Gao Yang said to Uriyangko, “We’ve decided to purchase it, at the price you mentioned.
The only requirement is that you have to tell me how much you bought it for.
I’m just very curious, so rest assured; even if you didn’t spend a dime, I’ll still pay your asking price.”
After a moment of hesitation, Uriyangko replied, “Alright, a fair trade then.
I spent six thousand five hundred on this rifle.
I brought it to Libya hoping to sell it for fifty thousand, but sadly no one could afford it.
Since we’re friends, I’ll give it to you at a lower price.”
Gao Yang smiled and said, “Although the price has increased several times, considering labor and the time cost, your quote is indeed fair, and we’ll buy it.
But, it’ll only be a reservation; you know we don’t need it right now, but we’ll definitely pay.”
Uriyangko shrugged and said, “Considering how quickly you made up your mind, and that we have an agreement, I’ll charge you only five thousand for the other guns as well, including bullets and accessories.
The five night-vision goggles will also be five thousand.
These items are all ones I’ve acquired.
I’ll give you a deal, and adding the deposit for the sniper rifle, just pay another fifteen thousand in total.”
Although Gao Yang knew that Uriyangko had acquired these items at a very low price, he was already very satisfied with Uriyangko’s offer.
He couldn’t possibly ask Uriyangko to resell to him at the acquisition cost; no one would make such a deal.
Uriyangko was already showing good faith, and Gao Yang needed to maintain this relationship of mutual sincerity.
The money Gao Yang and his group had left was just enough to cover the payment.
After paying, the five of them had less than five hundred US dollars left on them, but money wasn’t very useful here, and they would soon be earning more, so they weren’t worried about money at all.
After making the payment, Glolov took two ammunition belts outside the carriage and test-fired the newly acquired machine gun, and took the opportunity to teach Frey how to change the belts.
One belt fed regular bullets, and the other had a tracer round for every five regular bullets.
Both belts fed smoothly without any issues.
Once Glolov was sure there were no problems, he himself carried five hundred-round belts.
Each belt with the ammo box weighed around four kilograms, so five belts totaled twenty kilograms.
Glolov’s backpack was the biggest and he didn’t have any secondary weapons; he dedicated all the space and weight to the machine gun ammo.
Even so, he could only carry five hundred rounds because the machine gun itself weighed around nine kilograms, putting Glolov’s total load at nearly forty kilograms.
Actually, operating an M60 machine gun alone wasn’t a problem, but having someone assist with loading the ammo and changing the barrel certainly improved firing speed.
More importantly, apart from Frey serving as the assistant gunner, there really wasn’t any other role for the rookie Frey.
Frey carried three hundred-round belts and a spare barrel, in addition to his own weapon – an MP5 and five magazines, as well as noncombat gear, making his total load also reach thirty kilograms.
Gao Yang and the others were concerned that Frey, who had little training, wouldn’t be able to handle it, but fortunately, with the aid of a good backpack, Frey felt his load was completely manageable.
After all the gear was properly dressed and organized, Gao Yang and his team were ready to be deployed to the battlefield at any time.
Of course, before any fighting started, they needed to remember to tear off the advertisements on their backpacks and clothes, especially the letters on their helmets, or else they would provide a good reference point for snipers.
After everything was in order, Uriyangko clapped his hands loudly and said, “The place for recruiting mercenaries is still at Aziziya Barracks, but remember to be careful, it’s not that safe there now.
I’ll have someone send you over.
Alright, guys, don’t forget to promote your friend, Uriyangko is at your service.
Goodbye, friends, and good luck.”
ps: Thanks to Jin Qiao and Cangwu Li for their rewards, and thanks to everyone for their support.
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