Mercenary's War

Saying you’re not nervous is impossible, but saying you’re utterly terrified isn’t accurate either. The reason is that Gao Yang has experienced this kind of scene too many times. They call it weathering storms for a reason.

Picking up a gun, Gao Yang tugged Justin, and they continued to walk quickly forward.

The pedestrians on the street who saw Gao Yang and Justin immediately scattered like birds and beasts. After all, when you see people roaming the streets with guns, who wouldn’t be afraid?

Justin hurriedly said, "We can’t keep walking like this, at least we need to change our clothes. Our appearance is too conspicuous now."

Gao Yang looked around and said, "We just saw five people, and we’re too close to where we abandoned the car. We don’t have time."

At this moment, two people appeared in front of Gao Yang and Justin. Upon seeing them, the two people immediately split and ran to the sides.

Gao Yang immediately raised his gun, firing a shot with his right hand and then a shot with his left. After the two gunshots, the two people coming towards them fell to the ground. One, shot in the head, stopped moving, while the other, shot in the chest, was still struggling and writhing.

Gao Yang quickly ran a couple of steps and, while still ten meters away, fired another shot, completely killing the person who hadn’t died yet, leaving them dead on the ground.

Justin said in surprise, "Are you crazy? What are you doing? We can’t just kill everyone we see, can we?"

Gao Yang glanced at Justin and said, "As an intelligence dealer, your eyesight is quite poor."

Without stopping his pace, Justin walked quickly past the corpses and gestured with his hands, saying, "Poor eyesight? Do you think they were innocent bystanders or enemies about to shoot us?"

Gao Yang said in a low voice, "These two hid a little too early. If they instinctively ran after seeing we had money once we got close, it’d be normal, but they ran too quickly."

After speaking, Gao Yang crouched down, put his pistol on the ground to the side, rummaged through the bloody head, and then pulled a gun from the waistband of the corpse, waggling it toward Justin, "See? My judgment isn’t wrong."

Casually tossing the gun aside and retrieving his own, Gao Yang stood up and continued walking. Justin paused and said, "Did they really hide quickly? I didn’t notice."

Gao Yang dismissively said, "You might have experienced some danger, but have you shot face-to-face with someone? You won’t feel the slight time differences, but for us, whether a person is hostile or not can be sensed from many subtle aspects."

Justin asked seriously, "Like what aspects?"

Gao Yang smiled and said, "That’s experience, which can only be sensed and not explained. It’s not something you can teach, just like you can’t expect me to judge the value of information like you can, same principle."

Justin whistled and said, "Got it, someone like me, who gets things done by sipping wine and playing golf, certainly wouldn’t master skills needed by cannon fodder. That’s for my bodyguards to worry about."

Gao Yang glanced at Justin and said, "Cannon fodder, huh?"

Justin dismissively said, "Of course, you’re not cannon fodder, you’ve risen from its ranks, just as I started from a small-time intelligence dealer. Don’t look at me like that; I didn’t say you were cannon fodder."

Gao Yang suddenly bumped Justin with his shoulder, causing him to stagger to the side while he raised his gun and started firing. Across from them, about forty to fifty meters away, more than ten people emerged from behind a row of parked cars, pointing submachine guns and firing at them.

Justin stumbled and almost fell but managed to grab onto a door, rushing into a store. He held the door until Gao Yang also slipped inside before they both took cover further inside.

The glass door and window were first filled with bullet holes and then quickly shattered.

"What’s going on!"

"They’ve just arrived. We’re truly surrounded."

"Is it the police?"

"No."

Justin, running his hands through his hair, said anxiously, "We’re really in trouble now."

Gao Yang raised a gun directed at the glass door, and another aimed at the window, coldly saying, "See if there’s a back door, or an upstairs. If there’s an upstairs, then generally there’s a window on the other side. If there’s nothing, then get ready to storm out with me."

"Rush out? That’d be death!"

"Better than waiting to die trapped here. I don’t want to commit suicide."

This time, Gao Yang couldn’t let himself be captured alive again, so if the situation got worse, he would definitely shoot his own head first.

Justin only now had the leisure to look around the store they’d hidden in, noticing it was a handmade leather shoe shop.

Glancing around and then at his own shoes, Justin raised his handgun and shouted at the old man standing with his hands up inside the store, "Where’s the back door!"

"There is no back door."

"Then is there a window on the second floor?"

"Yes, upstairs is my workshop, and the workshop has a window."

"Where does it lead? Is the back up there? Why can’t you make it clear in one go?"

"What place? Behind there are still houses. It’s a residential area. Jump out of the window, and it’s a parking lot."

"Do you have crocodile leather shoes size 9E, where are they, hurry and get them for me!" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

The elderly man, both shopkeeper and assistant, hesitated then said, "Do you want to rob a pair of shoes?"

"Yes, isn’t it obvious enough?"

After Justin shouted, the old man visibly relaxed and said, "Of course, I have crocodile leather shoes, but are you wearing them for formal occasions? If you’re wearing them for a formal event that’s fine, but you need to run, so, sir, you definitely need to run, right? So I suggest you choose a calfskin high-top boot. Trust me, my shoes will absolutely make you forget sneakers when you need to run away. Sir, I don’t have theft insurance, so I can lose a little less, and you get shoes more suitable for you. It’s good for both of us."

Justin shook his head, saying, "You’re quite a superb businessman and shoemaker. If I survive, I’ll have you make my shoes. Fine, just get them for me! Ensure it’s size 9E, and be quick!"

Gao Yang turned back angrily, "Can’t you hurry up? What are you doing?"

Justin grabbed a pair of shoes packed in a paper bag and shouted, "Okay, okay, let’s go upstairs where there’s a window."

Gao Yang retreated a few steps, firing, taking out the three men trying to rush in, angrily saying, "F**k you! Justin, you son of a bitch, I’m fighting for my life here, and you’re looking for shoes?"

"Bad shoes are painful, stop complaining like a woman, let’s go!"