603: Chapter 597 Do you want to kill me?
Officer!_2 603: Chapter 597 Do you want to kill me?
Officer!_2 Cui Bo complained indignantly, “What do you mean ‘unlucky to have run into me’?
This is called skill, do you understand skill!
Hey, don’t judge me by the old standards, okay?
I’m not the same as I was in Libya.
Now, I’ve fired over 100,000 rounds in practice, each shot meticulously aimed.
I’ve even developed calluses on my shoulders, and you still think that’s not good enough?
I’m not the rookie I used to be!”
Glolov glanced at Cui Bo and said, “You think firing a mere 100,000 rounds means you’re no longer a rookie?
Maybe amongst conscripts you wouldn’t be considered one, but here, Rabbit, you’re far from it.
When you hit 500,000 rounds, maybe then I’ll stop calling you a rookie.”
Cui Bo suddenly fell silent.
He truly had been diligent in his shooting practice, but sniping isn’t about randomly squeezing the trigger—it’s about shooting with precision, where every shot counts.
Currently, he could barely manage 300 rounds a day, and even that was a compromise on quality; he couldn’t possibly do more.
Having fired nearly 100,000 bullets, Cui Bo’s record was indeed respectable among army servicemen, and even among special forces, it would have been considered substantial.
He could definitely play the veteran in front of a bunch of fresh recruits.
But in Glolov’s eyes, Rabbit was still way behind.
Having fought in Chechnya twice and later becoming a mercenary, Glolov’s life was all about warfare.
In the eyes of such an experienced soldier, everyone else appeared as a rookie…
Looking at the subdued Cui Bo, Glolov sighed and said, “You should have let me finish.
In the Holmesny Mercenary Corps, we have a bunch of old timers whose average age is over 45.
A mercenary group with such aged snipers, think about that.”
Cui Bo’s mouth opened and closed silently a few times before he mumbled, “Me, just pretend I didn’t say anything.
But if you put it that way, then the snipers from Holmesny, aren’t they, aren’t they…”
“Aren’t they awesome!”
Gao Yang finished Cui Bo’s sentence for him and shrugged, “Holmesny does sound formidable, but what’s there to fear?
Many snipers?
We’ll find a way.
This is Big Dog’s vendetta, not some duel.
Do you think we should just send snipers to face them in a fair fight?
Give me a break.
No matter how good the snipers are, can they survive a bombardment?
Can they survive a bomb?
We’re here to annihilate them, so, we’ll do whatever it takes to blast them away.”
Cui Bo shook his head rapidly, his face a picture of surprise, “Me, scared?
You’re joking!
I mean, if the enemy is that tough, then if I manage to take out a few of Holmesny’s men, doesn’t that mean I’m pretty awesome too?
Brother Yang, you’ve proven yourself against formidable opponents, but I haven’t had that chance yet.
Now, at last, the opportunity has come.
Haha, I’m going to show you all, I’m truly a top-notch, capable ace sniper now.”
Cui Bo’s words drew a burst of laughter, with only Glolov staying serious.
After waiting for the laughter to subside, he planted his feet and said, “Everyone, I know you’re ready to fight alongside me, but this is my personal vendetta.
As you know, the Mercenary Group doesn’t involve itself in personal vendettas, it’s lethal.
Our mission this time is to defeat those British and seize Gesale—it’s completely different from a vendetta.
I don’t want to drag you down with me.”
Glolov was right, if they stuck to the original mission parameters, simply defeating the British and taking Gesale would suffice.
Completely wiping out the enemy would be ideal, but not achieving that wasn’t unacceptable.
However, if they were to fight to the death, the level of danger would increase drastically.
For Gao Yang, he was certain he had to help Glolov to the end.
Cui Bo and Li Jinfang didn’t need to be told either; the old members would definitely take Glolov’s matter as their own.
However, for the new members, as the leader, Gao Yang couldn’t just order them to join the risky venture, because what needed to be done had already exceeded the scope of the fees they’d received.
Gao Yang loudly said, “That’s right, let’s make this clear now.
The time to help Big Dog take his revenge is personal, it’s voluntary.
We’ll detail when the time comes.
If you don’t want to join in Big Dog’s private action, that’s perfectly okay.
Think it over for yourselves.”
Eileen stopped in her tracks, raised her hands, made a halting gesture to Gao Yang, and said loudly, “Sorry, I have something to say, Boss.
I just heard something very complicated.
Personally, from the time I joined the army till now, if something was going to happen, it would be the Boss ordering me, and then I would say, ‘Yes, Boss, orders acknowledged, Boss.’ But what did I hear now?
You’re letting me make my own decisions!
F**k, Boss, are you playing with me?
Boss, can’t you just say, ‘Eileen, go kill those bitches from Holmsney,’ and then I say, ‘Yes, Boss!’ Don’t you think that’s the normal and correct way to do things?
Do you really need me to decide for myself when we’re in a military organization and the commander is still alive, Boss?
Boss?
Are you trying to kill me?
Please, Boss, we’re a team.
Shouldn’t we step up when a brother is in trouble rather than stepping aside?
Don’t mess with me, okay?
Do I look like a woman?”
Gao Yang, overwhelmed by Eileen’s incessant Boss-talk, whispered, “Eileen, just a reminder, you are a woman.”
Rafael coughed softly, then whispered, “Boss, no, Boss, I don’t need to wait and see.
I can decide right now that I must join the battle to avenge Big Dog.
Anyone who stops me, I’ll be furious with them because being excluded from this means a lot to me.
Also, I must say, I enjoy killing our foes, no matter whose they are.”
Lucica looked around and shrugged, “Please, I thought I wasn’t considered a newbie anymore?
Why are you all looking at me like this?
Of course, I want to join.”
Tommy said indifferently, “Boss, and Big Dog, stop asking this kind of question.
Don’t ask again in the future; it’s very hurtful.”
That everyone would volunteer was one thing, but as their leader, it was another to clearly bring up the topic and give them freedom of choice.
Gao Yang was about to explain, but he saw Eileen standing in front of him, disgruntled, and said, “Boss, stop talking.
Just give the order.
Give me the order, quickly.
You know I’m used to following formal orders.
Quick, command me to kill those bitches from Holmsney.
Stop playing with letting me choose my own actions.
Are you trying to kill me!”
Gao Yang waved his hand and said, “Alright, I respect your preference.
So, the order is, Eileen, if you encounter those sons of bitches from Holmsney, kill them.”
Eileen slapped to attention, saluted, and shouted, “Yes, Boss!
Orders acknowledged, Boss!” (To be continued.
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