422: Chapter 419: Exchange Conditions Hand Grenade 422: Chapter 419: Exchange Conditions Hand Grenade After Lucica told the child what Gao Yang had said, the child was not satisfied.
He shook his head and pointed at the pistol on Gao Yang’s waist, babbling away.
“He doesn’t want money; he wants your pistol,” Lucica explained.
Surprised by Lucica’s words, Gao Yang responded, “What a joke, I can’t give him my gun.
Nobody would give him a gun.”
Gao Yang’s reply seemed to disappoint the child, but he did not give up.
He pointed at the grenades hanging on Cui Bo’s chest and began to speak, clearly implying that if not a gun, then a grenade would do.
Gao Yang, slightly bemused, said, “Tell him if he tells me where Teodulo is, I’ll give him a hundred US dollars.
If he doesn’t want to talk, then forget it, what’s a child doing with a grenade?”
Lucica translated Gao Yang’s words faithfully, but the child responded with indifference, “I’m the only one in town who knows where the person you’re looking for went.
I saw where they went yesterday, I was the only one who saw it.
If you want to know, you have to give me a grenade.
Money is useless to me, but with a grenade, no one would dare to bully me.”
After hearing what the child had to say, Gao Yang said with a sense of helplessness, “Why is this kid so troublesome?
A grenade is too dangerous for him.
I can give him something else, like chocolate, but let’s forget about the grenade.”
Once Lucica translated Gao Yang’s words, the child waved his hand disdainfully, “Just a grenade.
I’ve used one before.
Make up your mind quickly; if you give me the grenade, I’ll tell you what you want to know.
If not, I’m leaving.”
Gao Yang was surprised to hear what the child said, “This kid is pretty tough.
Such a little guy knows how to use a grenade?
He’s not bluffing, is he?”
This time, Lucica didn’t translate Gao Yang’s question but said in a grave tone, “At their age, they’re already on the battlefield.
Pailano and Teodulo both have many child soldiers their age.
It’s not hard for him to get his hands on guns and grenades.”
Gao Yang still didn’t want to give the child a grenade, but Cui Bo grinned and said, “Lucy, ask him how to use the grenade and why he insists on having one.
If he knows, I’ll give him one.”
The child demonstrated by gesturing to pull the pin out of the grenade, release the handle, and throw it, saying, “My friend Fino has a grenade; he always brags about it.
I want one too.
Besides, I’m small, and the bigger kids always bully me.
If I had a grenade, no one would dare to bully me.”
Cui Bo looked at Gao Yang and said, “When we were kids, we played with toy guns, but the kids here play with the real deal.
Heh, impressive.
Why not just give him one?
I think he actually knows how to use it.”
Gao Yang thought it wasn’t a good idea to give a child a grenade to play with, but before he could refuse, Lucica said gravely, “But for the kids here, a weapon is nothing unusual.
To you, a grenade is just an expendable item that costs a few dollars, but to him, it’s something more precious than money.
So give it to him.”
Gao Yang nodded and said, “Give him one.”
With a cheeky smile, Cui Bo took an RGN grenade out of his bag, juggled it in his hand, and then handed it to the child, “Here you go, but be careful not to blow yourself up.
Now tell us what you know, quick.”
The child took the grenade with evident delight, examining it closely in his hands before pointing to the other end of the road, “The people you’re looking for are there, over a hundred of them, living in a house with a red roof.
But they’re not there now; they left yesterday.
If you want to find them, you’ll have to wait until they come back.”
But after Lucica translated the child’s words, Gao Yang asked, “Do you know where they went?”
The kid didn’t respond to Gao Yang but looked at Cui Bo with a grin and said, “I won’t tell anyone else, I’ll only tell you.
Do you want to know?”
Cui Bo also smiled and said, “Of course I want to know, can you tell me?”
The child pointed again and said, “They left the town and headed towards the mountains.
They usually leave at dawn and come back by evening, but they didn’t return yesterday.”
Teodulo was indeed in this small town, but his absence at the moment was a big problem.
Gao Yang furrowed his brow and spoke to the others, “The enemy has entered the rainforest.
It’s definitely not feasible for us to go looking for them there.
I think, how about we stay in town and set an ambush?”
Glolov nodded and said, “That’s possible.
We’ll find a place to hide and wait for Teodulo to return.
It’ll be more advantageous to fight in the town.”
Gao Yang didn’t bother to ask the child himself any further and said to Cui Bo, “Rabbit, ask him where we can hide.”
After Cui Bo cheerfully asked the child, the kid tilted his head, his eyes spun around, and with an expectant look, he said, “Are you going to fight those people?
If so, after you kill those guys, can you give me a gun?”
Cui Bo waved his hand and said, “No problem.
You tell us where to hide so we can ambush those guys.
When it’s done, I’ll give you a gun, I promise.”
The child nodded in excitement, took hold of Cui Bo’s hand, and said, “Follow me, I’ll take you to a place where definitely no one will know.
When you kill those guys, find me a handgun.
I like handguns, they’re convenient to carry.
If I had a handgun, I would be the most powerful person.”
After giving Gao Yang and the others a triumphant look, Cui Bo followed the child into the town.
Lucica quietly translated the child’s words, and when Gao Yang waved his hand to signal everyone to follow, he said with a helpless expression, “Sigh, Rabbit’s intelligence is about at the same level as kids of this age group.
Look at how happy he is chatting with the little devil.”
Cui Bo glared fiercely at Gao Yang, but Gao Yang wasn’t wrong; although they needed Lucica’s translation, Cui Bo and the child were indeed having a good time chatting.
“Little guy, what’s your name?”
“I’m Lucas, and you?”
“I’m Robert, means Rabbit.
How old are you?”
“Twelve.
How about you?”
“What?
You’re twelve?
I thought you were only seven or eight!
You don’t look like you’re twelve.”
“I already told you, I’m short for my age, look younger than I actually am.
You haven’t answered my question yet, how old are you?” (To be continued.
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