983: Chapter 968: Not Worry-free 983: Chapter 968: Not Worry-free Using one troublesome matter to distract from another was not effective.
Gao Yang didn’t know if his attention had been diverted; now, he only knew that he had to worry about both issues.
As for how to inform Number Thirteen, Gao Yang was very perplexed, and he didn’t know what Number Thirteen would do—if he would search for clues himself to find his sister or continue to follow Satan in hopes of gathering some information, although the former seemed more likely.
After a night of dilemmas and confusion, after several nightmares, Gao Yang finally received a call from Jack at noon the next day.
Without a word, he immediately rushed to Aliland-Moson Studio to receive his new gun.
Jack hadn’t gone home and had pulled an all-nighter at the studio to expedite Gao Yang’s job.
When Gao Yang arrived, Jack was sound asleep in his lounge.
Only after Gao Yang woke him did Jack open his sleep-filled eyes, rummaged under the couch, and pulled out a revolver tucked inside a leather holster while groggily saying, “Get someone to fetch you the bullets, go and test the gun yourself, and later come find me for four gun holsters I picked out for you.”
Without even drawing the revolver, Gao Yang was already extremely excited.
The treated Desert Ironwood Burls looked spectacular; on the dark gold handle, there was an almost entirely black ram’s head, naturally formed, which served as Gao Yang’s very distinct and personal emblem.
After blowing on it, Gao Yang grasped the wooden handle which felt very comfortable, fitting perfectly since it was made to mold to his hand.
After drawing the revolver, the stainless steel appeared quite bold, but after a brushing process, the gun barrel didn’t reflect light and cause dazzlement, since it had a brushed finish.
Gao Yang was already familiar with Aliland-Moson Studio and didn’t need Jack to guide him so he went out and got a box of .357 Magnum rounds from the staff by himself, along with some ear protection, then headed to the shooting range for some satisfying shooting.
The trigger was very gentle, yet the force felt distinct.
When pulling the trigger, there was no hint of a soft, weak, long, and dragging sensation, allowing Gao Yang, in emergency shooting situations, neither to worry about the problems of a too-hard trigger changing aim nor a too-light trigger leading to premature firing.
The trigger systems of revolvers and semi-automatic pistols differ, but both require a significant amount of force for double-action firing; however, after the first shot of a semi-automatic, the subsequent bullets fire in single action, which doesn’t require much strength, so the hit rates tend to be higher in follow-up shots.
The process of pulling the trigger on a revolver also involves rotating the cylinder, and unless manually set to single-action mode by thumbing back the hammer, the force needed to pull the trigger on a revolver inevitably remains high.
The revolvers produced by Smith & Wesson have an advantage in that the triggers feel exceptionally gentle, and after Jack’s meticulous customization, Gao Yang’s pistol exhibited a gentle firing process and clear aims, unlike any standard double-action revolver.
After non-stop firing more than twenty bullets, Gao Yang exhaled deeply, removed his ear protection, and lightly smiled at Yelena standing behind him, “Do you want to give it a try?
It feels incredibly good.”
Yelena shook her head, quietly saying, “In Russia, there is a custom where women should not touch the weapons men carry into battle, as it is bad luck.”
Gao Yang was taken aback, “What kind of odd rule is that?”
Yelena lightly chuckled, “Regardless of where it comes from, there’s always such a belief.
If this were a collectible or toy gun, I’d be happy to give it a try, but since this is the gun you are taking to combat, I’d rather not touch it.”
Gao Yang dismissively said, “Where did you hear that?
What era is it now that you still believe in such things?
Come on, I’ll load it for you, give it a few shots.
I’ve used revolvers before too, but this one feels like a completely different beast compared to those, like comparing bows and automatics, you really need to experience it.”
After hesitating for a moment, Yelena still shook her head, “No, let’s not.
Regardless, this has been an enduring saying; there might be some truth to it; it’s better not to mess with unlucky things.”
Gao Yang felt both amused and frustrated.
He could understand Yelena’s concerns, but this verge of superstition seemed too much.
Gao Yang stepped forward, grabbed Yelena’s hand, and attempted to place the gun in her hand, but Yelena, like a frightened kitten, shrieked, “No!
Don’t touch me!”
Taken aback by Yelena’s strong reaction, Gao Yang stopped.
At that moment, Yelena hugged him tightly, sobbing, “You have to come back alive, be careful in every way, do not mess with anything unlucky; what if those legends are true?
It’s always good to be cautious.”
Gao Yang sighed, “I won’t get into trouble; don’t you know my capabilities yet?
My dear, nothing will happen to me!”
Yelena let go of Gao Yang, wiped her tears, and with a light smile said, “I’m okay, don’t mind me.
Continue your shooting, you love this gun, why not fire a few more rounds and get more accustomed to it?”
Gao Yang smiled briefly, not knowing how to comfort Yelena, so he kissed her and then loaded his bullets and started shooting again.
Yelena was right, since it was a handgun to be taken into battle, it was always good to spend more time getting familiar with it.
Not only did he need to shoot, but he also needed to shoot as much as possible in a simulated combat state.
Jack had prepared four holsters, and the extra one was the hip holster Gao Yang was carrying.
Gao Yang repeatedly drew his gun from the holster and fired at the target with the fastest speed, and the result was quite good.
Although he was not as familiar with the revolver as he was with his 1911, when Gao Yang used the revolver, which he was not very familiar with, he managed to hit vital areas on a ten-meter man-shaped target with more than an 80 percent chance, which was a very good result.
Gao Yang was sure that if he spent a few days getting completely familiar with the revolver, he could achieve a hundred percent accuracy on vital hits, just like with his 1911.
While Gao Yang was focused on shooting, during a break, he thought he heard a phone ringing.
He set down the handgun and took out his phone, finding it was an entirely unfamiliar number and the call could have been going on for a while, only he hadn’t heard it because of the shooting.
So before Gao Yang could answer, the call was disconnected.
As Gao Yang was considering whether to return the call, the phone rang again.
“Brother Yang!
It’s Rabbit, I’m in Thailand, hurry up and pick me up, otherwise I might not be able to get away.”
Right after Gao Yang answered the phone, he immediately heard Cui Bo’s urgent voice, and Gao Yang’s heart tightened as he anxiously asked, “What happened?”
Cui Bo responded gravely, “I killed someone back home, Curtis, it’s complicated here, hard to explain in a few words.
I’m now at Bangkok Airport, I only have one passport, and it might already be compromised.
I don’t dare buy a ticket, I need to hide for now.
You need to figure out a way to get me out of here quickly.”
Gao Yang urgently said, “The airport isn’t safe, don’t make calls there, move quickly, go outside, buy a phone, find a safe place and contact me.
I’m on my way to Bangkok.”
Before Gao Yang could finish, Cui Bo urgently said, “Police are heading my way, I have to hang up, I’ll contact you later.”
After the call was disconnected, Gao Yang only heard a series of busy signals, and without delaying, he immediately called Little Donnie.
Once Little Donnie answered, Gao Yang immediately asked, “Where are you?”
“I’m in America, just came back from Africa yesterday, tomorrow I’m heading to…”
“Stop, it’s urgent.
Do you still have Rabbit’s fake passport?”
“Rabbit’s fake passport?
Yes, the one he carried back to the country was a fake Spanish citizen passport, I have his American, British, and Bolivian passports here too, what’s the matter?”
Gao Yang took a deep breath and said, “It’s fine that you have his fake passports.
Rabbit is in Bangkok, Thailand, and there’s trouble there.
I’m not sure of the details yet, but we have to go to Thailand to get him.
First, book several tickets with his passport, so he has the chance to fly out quickly.
I’m heading to Thailand now.”
Little Donnie urgently replied, “Wait, what has happened?
Why is Rabbit in Thailand?”
Gao Yang, frustrated, explained, “I don’t know, Rabbit killed someone in Huaxia, and I think his identity might be exposed, and the situation there might be very bad.
Take the passports and head out, I will keep in touch with him and also gather some people.
If the situation worsens, we might need to do as we did in Congo-Brazzaville.”
Little Donnie immediately said, “Got it, I’m in New York, I’m heading to Thailand now.”
Gao Yang suddenly thought of someone and asked, “Where is Number Thirteen?”
“Number Thirteen?
He and Ludwig are in Mexico.”
Gao Yang said seriously, “Go by yourself, I’ll tell Number Thirteen to go to Bangkok too.
Maybe Number Thirteen can help, it’s about time for him to use his special skills.
Alright, get ready and keep in touch.”
After Gao Yang hung up the phone, Yelena, looking concerned, asked, “What happened to Rabbit?”
Gao Yang, feeling helpless, replied, “I don’t know, he said he killed someone in Huaxia, I don’t know how he ended up in Thailand.
This guy isn’t someone who doesn’t know the seriousness of situations, there must be a big issue there.
My love, I’m sorry, but I have to leave.” (To be continued.
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