CHAPTER 1707: CHAPTER 1686: FIREARM

When a former devil head left the nursing home, when a drunkard no longer drank, when a farmer abandoned his farm and family, when a thief decided not to pass the time through theft, when a highly esteemed old instructor left the unit he had served for twenty years, when a high-ranking KGB officer was so frightened that he dropped the cup in his hand.

Someone opened a box and awakened a group of demons who had been asleep for a long time, before these real demons were about to become completely immobile and die of old age, they were awakened.

At this moment, Gao Yang, the one who instigated everything, had no idea what was happening, as he was troubled by the nutritional meal he was eating.

For soldiers, keeping them well-fed and warm is of the utmost importance. If you want to quickly lower a troop’s morale, make them eat unpalatable food and freeze them half to death. If you want a military mutiny, just completely cut off their supplies.

Conversely, no matter how harsh the battle, a hot and delicious meal is always the best way to quickly boost morale.

Gao Yang always shared hardships and happiness with his brothers, so when most of Satan’s people needed to eat nutritional meals that aided in healing, Gao Yang, who didn’t need to eat them at all, chose to eat the same thing.

"There are too many things going on now, too many of us are injured, so I have to look for more help. Tomorrow I will go to Lugansk City, there’s a military factory there. Although it has long been out of operation, maybe the production line is still there. I want to check it out. Damn it! This stuff is too hard to eat!"

Gao Yang tried to talk while eating to distract himself, but he couldn’t bear it.

The nutritional meals for the lightly injured and the severely injured were different. The dishes for the lightly injured were made strictly according to calorie and nutritional content, though hard to eat, it was still food, at least containing meat, vegetables, nuts, and rice. But the nutritional meal for the severely injured really couldn’t be eaten.

Gao Yang scooped up a spoonful of the green, sticky nutritional meal from his plate, but eventually put it back, and he angrily said, "Even if it’s a nutritional meal, it doesn’t have to be like this!"

Mixing vegetables, meat, and various food materials into a sticky mess really does not arouse one’s appetite. Although this mud-like food is indeed easy to digest and nutritionally rich, suitable for those who can’t move in bed, Gao Yang thought it was still too much.

Eating this utterly inedible stuff all the time, those seriously injured wouldn’t think about quickly going to die.

Gao Yang said to everyone eating together, "I’ll find a new chef for you guys."

Li Jinfang exhaled, and Eileen excitedly said, "Boss, I’m so happy I could cry!"

Gao Yang waved his hand, threw his plate to the side, and loudly said, "Continue with the serious business. Tomorrow I’ll go back to Lugansk City to see if those factories can find suitable production lines and equipment. Tomorrow Jesse Lee will go with me, along with Taylor."

Albert wiped his mouth, tossed aside the unfinished meal, and loudly said, "Just the three of you? Lugansk isn’t stable now, be careful over there."

Gao Yang waved his hand, "No problem, um, Jesse, you’ve talked to everyone, right? Are you familiar with them?"

Jesse Lee shrugged, "Not familiar yet because we haven’t talked much."

Gao Yang laughed, "It’s okay, introduce yourself now, mention your strengths. Tomorrow you’ll have to go on an adventure with me. I’ll get you some equipment later."

Jesse Lee stood up and loudly said, "Everyone knows my name; in the army, they called me Firearm. I used to be a sergeant in the Marines’ Strong detective company. As for my position, under current conditions, I can serve as a Fire Assault Specialist. I have no problem using the M4 or M16 series weapons, and I also heard I’m proficient in using the M870******."

Gao Yang loudly said, "You’re proficient with the M870? Very good, we’ll have a little competition later. What handgun do you like?"

Jesse Lee said in surprise, "I can choose my own sidearm? That’s great, um, give me a SIG-p229."

Gao Yang snapped his fingers and loudly said, "Alright, you’ll get your equipment later. Tomorrow it’s time to work, better get used to the new role quickly, man. From now on, you’re a mercenary."

Jesse Lee nodded slightly and said softly, "Okay, what do I start doing tomorrow?"

Gao Yang smiled, "I’m short-staffed now. Tomorrow you and Taylor will act as my bodyguards. I need helpers. Tomorrow’s actions in Lugansk won’t be too dangerous, but in Kiev, that’s another story since we have an enemy who’s also a major arms dealer."

After speaking, Gao Yang stood up with a troubled face and said, "I’ve always thought we were the weaker side, but somehow, recently our enemies like to retreat into the shadows after a brief encounter. This isn’t good, we can’t quickly solve the problem."

Jesse Lee said solemnly, "I’m not good at being a bodyguard because I’ve never been trained for it. I’m aggressive; I’m worried I’ll mess up if I act as a bodyguard."

Gao Yang waved and laughed, "Bodyguard is just a general term. You don’t need to wait until someone shoots at us to fight back, nor do you need to constantly be ready to protect me. Your job is to shoot immediately if you sense any danger. What do you think we are? A team that passively takes hits without returning fire? Don’t be ridiculous, man; we’re mercenaries, the type to shoot indiscriminately. Just make sure I don’t get shot during negotiations, and you’re good."

"If you spot trouble, shoot first, right? I like that; no problem, I think I can handle it."

Gao Yang laughed, "Alright, you now almost have everything you need to work with me. The only lack is a nickname. Firearm cannot be used anymore; it doesn’t fit our tradition. Hmm, what should you be called?"

Jesse Lee curiously asked, "Do I really have to change my nickname? I’m not ready for a name change, so what should my new nickname be?"

To those in Satan, Jesse Lee was still a newcomer, too new. People didn’t know him enough to suggest an apt nickname. After frowning and thinking for quite a while, Gao Yang waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let’s keep it for now. We’ll talk about your new nickname later."