751: Chapter 742 Aerial Photographer and Radar 751: Chapter 742 Aerial Photographer and Radar Catherine was not surprised by Gao Yang’s attitude.
After sighing softly, Catherine stopped talking, knowing what Gao Yang did, so she couldn’t possibly persuade Gao Yang to join in any filming project.
After walking in silence for a while, Gao Yang laughed, “And Adele, I thought she would come with you to pick me up.”
Catherine sighed and said, “She’s not feeling well, you know, women’s menstrual cycles, quite troublesome.
But you’ll see her soon enough.”
Walking in silence once again, Gao Yang waved his hand and said, “If you have something to say, you can tell me directly.”
Catherine nodded and responded, “I don’t know if this will put you in a difficult position, but I want to ask for your help with Martin.
Martin is a good man, and I don’t want to see him go bankrupt.
I mean no offense; I just hope you can help him film the Akuri tribe as much as possible.
If so, maybe he still has a chance to sell his documentary.”
Gao Yang chuckled, “Is that all?
It’s too simple.
Of course, there’s no problem.
After all, this trip has given me a chance to find my tribe, and the first one I should thank is Martin.
Without him, there wouldn’t be your filming crew.”
Catherine shrugged and said, “Although Martin can’t possibly achieve his wish, this result should satisfy him.
He’s been worried sick these days, and he has always planned to convince you by paying you, hoping you’d agree to be on camera.”
Gao Yang laughed out loud and said, “Well, he’s going to have to prepare a hefty sum then, at least enough to make me willing to give up my current job and change careers to become a TV star.”
Catherine murmured, “I do hope you can change your profession.
Maybe becoming a star isn’t such a bad idea.”
Perhaps feeling it not suitable to discuss with Gao Yang about what he should do, Catherine murmured her suggestion, then quickly changed the subject, “Let’s talk about our achievements these past few days.
Our biggest accomplishment is finding out for sure that the Akuri tribe hasn’t been living within at least a thirty-kilometer radius.
I think if anyone can still find the Akuri tribe in the current situation, it’s you.”
Gao Yang found the situation somewhat tricky and said, “The Akuri tribe’s territory is too large.
When we could only hunt with bows and arrows, running tens of kilometers each time was nothing.
Now that the Akuri tribe has guns, this makes hunting a lot easier for them.
I thought this might make them reduce their range, but it seems like they haven’t scaled back much.”
Catherine replied with a wry smile, “I know finding the Akuri tribe won’t be easy, but I didn’t expect it to be this difficult.
I hope you can find them soon.”
One mile is equivalent to about 1.6 kilometers, not a long distance.
Gao Yang and Catherine walked and talked, and soon they saw the temporary camp.
Upon seeing the camp, the two hastened their steps.
The temporary camp was made up of seven or eight large tents with a sunshade net strung up in the middle to form a shelter, which is pretty much the standard arrangement for any field camp.
When Gao Yang arrived at the camp, Martin, who had returned ahead of them, had already gathered everyone.
For Martin, Gao Yang’s role was too significant, so he had no choice but to receive him with due honors.
Underneath the sunshade, it was crowded with people, about half white and half black.
After leading Gao Yang and Catherine under the shelter, Martin pointed out Gao Yang with a smiling face and announced, “Guys, you’ve all heard about Mr.
Gao’s incredible experience from Catherine, so I won’t say much more.
Now, I have the honor to announce to everyone, this is the remarkable Mr.
Gao.”
The introduction scene was a bit odd, but Gao Yang didn’t mind.
He waved to the people in front of him and said with a smile, “Hi, guys, nice to meet you all.”
Being acquaintances of Catherine and Adele, and relying on Gao Yang for Martin’s filming mission, the members of Martin’s crew greeted Gao Yang with great enthusiasm.
Gao Yang looked over Martin’s production team briefly; the shooting team was not large, the Caucasians were part of the production team, and the Blacks carried guns, likely hired by Martin for security.
The entire team, including the armed guards, was about twenty people in total.
After glancing around, suddenly Gao Yang felt something was off.
After pausing to recollect, he immediately locked his gaze on a relatively younger person.
There was a familiar face in Martin’s team for Gao Yang.
Strictly speaking, not an acquaintance, but definitely someone he had seen once and made a lasting impression on him.
After observing carefully for a moment and confirming he hadn’t mistaken the person, Gao Yang tried to keep his expression from showing surprise and withdrew his gaze.
Just then, Martin began to introduce the members of the production team to him.
“Redding Shoal, our photographer, this is Sean, the assistant photographer and photographer’s assistant, oh, and this is Jansen Jones, the aerial photographer.
Our aerial shots mostly depend on him…”
As Martin began to introduce the third person, Gao Yang couldn’t help but smile.
The name was right, Jansen Jones, that poor sod who got into the wrong car in Cape Town, almost got robbed by the taxi driver, and nearly had an…
unfortunate encounter.
He hadn’t expected that, thousands of miles away and several days later, they would meet again in South Sudan.
Gao Yang wasn’t sure if Jansen Jones recognized him, but as they shook hands, he had to try hard to keep his smirk in.
However, he noticed Jansen’s gaze flicker, confirming to Gao Yang that Jansen indeed recognized him.
Since they recognized each other, Gao Yang felt there was no need to pretend otherwise.
So, he gave a slight smile and said, “The world is really small indeed.
I didn’t expect to meet you here again.”
Jansen Jones probably hoped Gao Yang hadn’t recognized him.
Upon hearing Gao Yang’s words, a hint of disappointment flashed in Jansen’s eyes, followed by a strained smile.
“Yeah, it’s really unexpected to meet again.
Um, I still need to thank you, though.”
Gao Yang shrugged and laughed, “I do think you should thank me.
So, how come you’re here?
Weren’t you looking for a job in South Africa?”
Jansen Jones looked embarrassed as he said, “I did apply for a job in South Africa, specifically to join Mr.
Martin’s filming crew as an aerial photographer.
I was fortunate to get the job, so I came here with Martin and everyone else.”
This time, Martin finally had a chance to join the conversation.
With a look of surprise, he said, “You two know each other?”
Gao Yang laughed, “We’ve met once, so I guess we do.”
Jansen Jones also managed a strained smile, “I met Mr.
Gao in South Africa, um, I encountered a robbery, and Mr.
Gao lent me a great hand, no, I should say he saved my life.”
Martin said with surprise, “That’s quite a story, God, it’s such a small world.
It must be fate’s arrangement, divine providence that brought you together.
Hey, Jansen, you never told us about the robbery in South Africa.”
Jansen tried to downplay it, “Getting robbed in South Africa isn’t that uncommon, so I didn’t mention it.
Um, there’s not much to say about it, don’t you think, Mr.
Gao?”
Gao Yang fully understood Jansen’s concern.
Nobody wants to share their brush with a terrifying experience, one that thankfully didn’t come to pass and certainly wouldn’t want to recount it to anyone.
You don’t reveal people’s embarrassing secrets, and Gao didn’t want to be the one doing so.
Thus, he laughed it off, “Yeah, getting robbed in South Africa really isn’t worth mentioning.
But what I don’t understand is, Martin, how come you were recruiting in South Africa?”
Martin shrugged and said, “I originally had two filming projects, one of which was a cultural documentary to be filmed in South Africa.
However, I had to cancel that project in the end.
But I spent a long time preparing in South Africa, and my crew was mainly formed in the United Kingdom.
Unfortunately, my aerial photographer left the crew at the last minute, so I had to recruit someone urgently in South Africa.
I posted the job online, and then Jansen applied.
It’s really as simple as that.”
After a brief conversation, Martin continued his introductions of the film crew, and when all nine members were introduced, Martin pointed to a black man standing to the side and said, “This is Bantuna Nodasi, our guard squad leader.
He’s responsible for our security.
As you know, South Sudan isn’t exactly safe, but with Bantuna here, we don’t have to worry about security.”
As someone familiar with the dangers of the gun, Gao Yang had already taken notice of Bantuna Nodasi.
Though dressed simply and looking no different from the armed guards hired in Malakal, Bantuna was different.
If he weren’t, he wouldn’t have caught Gao Yang’s attention with his mere presence.
Gao Yang estimated Bantuna’s height to be around 1.8 meters and his weight approximately 75 kilograms – not overly large for a black man, but Bantuna appeared vigilant, a stark contrast to the languid posture often seen in others.
Apart from his demeanor, another reason Bantuna attracted Gao Yang’s attention was the AK74U compact assault rifle he carried and a large machete tucked at his waist.
In Africa, while AK74s were not uncommon, the shorter assault rifle AK74U was rarely seen.
After Martin’s introduction, Gao Yang reached out his hand to Bantuna, and as they shook hands, Bantuna’s gaze lingered on the shotgun over Gao Yang’s shoulder for a moment before finally settling on Gao Yang’s hand.
During the handshake, Gao Yang could feel the thick calluses on Bantuna’s palms – he had the same from practicing with firearms almost daily.
After a glance at Gao Yang’s hand, Bantuna spoke in a deep voice, “You can call me Radar.” (To be continued.
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