Chapter 40: The Revenge Begins
Translated by: kevin1782
Edited by: Isalee
Gao Yang wasn't a great hero who could sweep through millions of armies back and forth numerous times. Neither was he a mighty man who could offer his life for a friend whom he'd met just once. The only reason why he decided to stay and was so adamant about it after hearing the death messages of Fedor and Malik was because he had become that kind, hot-headed fool yet again.
Gao Yang had always been hot-headed — he always that temperament of disregarding everything in the way. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to Africa to exhaust all his savings just to come to play with guns there. Anyone who did that wasn't normal for sure.
Sitting in the car, Gao Yang just looked blankly out of the window. After the hot-bloodedness in his brain cooled down, it'd be false to say that the now-composed Gao Yang didn’t have a single regret. A person who could stay undaunted in the face of a life-and-death decision was certainly not him. That would a saint we’d be talking about.
Though somewhat regretting it, it was utterly impossible for him to let Malik and Fedor go unavenged. He was just momentarily torn on it.
Staring at Gao Yang who was quiet, Tribo nudged Gao Yang’s leg with his and said, "Bro Yang, are you regretting it?"
He didn't turn around and he replied, "A little."
"I'm sorry. You know me. Sometimes I am such a dumbass. But I shouldn't have let you come too. I have a younger brother, but you are an only child. You’d been gone for three years and your family thought you were dead. If you go back, how happy would your parents be? Yet I dragged you down into this with a moment of impetuousness."
Gao Yang finally turned around and stared at Tribo for a while. Just when Tribo was getting nervous from all that staring, Gao Yang slapped the top of his head.
"You fool, you followed me for such a long time and you still don’t know what your bro's like? If I weren't as dumb as you were, you think I'd play with a dumbass like you all the way huh? Baloney! Tell you what, this thing’s got nothin' to do with you. Your big bro is just gettin' revenge for Fedor, that’s all! Does avenging them and homesickness conflict? Any contradictions? No way, you moron."
After being slapped with an intermediate amount of force, and being told off like that, Hare wasn't angry. Instead, he laughed and said, "Hehe, good that you don't blame me. In fact, if you didn't come, I didn't really think that I would have much of a chance. I just intended to kill a few and count on whoever I could get. Now that we're together, those opponents ain't worth sh*t, let's put 'em down tonight. Hey hey, the case in point knowing you ain't burdened by me makes me feel a hell lot better. So even if you become a corpse I don't need to feel so guilty."
Hearing Tribo's words, Gao Yang was so angry that his root canals itched. He raised his hand and gave Tribo two hard slaps on the head.
After gesturing to the driver to stop, the trio alighted from the car and watched the car leave. They tidied their 'armor' and kept alert while reaching the destination.
Gao Yang wasn't sure when to attack, but they had to understand the situation first. They had to at least know who the enemy was. That's why he decided to rush back at night.
Since it was nightfall at a close range, both Tribo and his sniper rifles were somewhat obsolete. Both of them carried their sniper rifles on their backs. Gao Yang then took out his shotgun, and Tribo took out his M4. The trio speed walked towards their destination after putting themselves at least ten meters apart.
Benghazi at night had gunshots ringing everywhere, but there was not a single sight of a battle. The surprising thing was that the city was already in chaos yet the road lights were still on. The difference from usual was that there wasn't anybody on the roads. It looked really empty.
Tribo immediately ‘withered’ and stopped talking. After Gao Yang put on his NVD, he couldn't help but say something extra.
"Next time before I speak, gotta process my brain first. Old myopic me trying to snatch an NVD for what?"
Tribo gave a long sigh full of sadness and helplessness.
Gao Yang switched the NVD on. His left eye immediately captured a glittering green picturesque: no one on the street at all. It seemed to be really safe. Gao Yang touched the area at the back of his vest where there were shotgun rounds. Then he unholstered his pistol and released the safety.
1911 was an old gun — it was only a single-shot action bolt. So she couldn't be fired for modern guns with the simple pull of a trigger after releasing the safety lever. He had to first pull the slide to open up the hammer [4].
Gao Yang loaded the bullet into the chamber and opened the hammer at the same time. He released the safety catch and then holstered it in a way that allowed him to be prepared to fire at any time. He then put the holster's buckle in between the opened hammer and gun body. This would not only ensure that the pistol wouldn't ND, (Negligent Discharge[5]) but also allowed him to shoot immediately.
After all the preparations, Gao Yang whispered, “Action!” before he stood up and walked a few steps forward slowly with Tribo and Grolev behind him. The three moved in a triangular formation and advanced quickly.
As soon as they reached the door to Fedor's shop, Gao Yang stopped.
Fedor and Malik's bodies were hanging at the door. Two ropes were strapped around their necks, hanging on the gate rolling shutters. The cadavers had dried blood all over and were covered with knife wounds. The two faces of the now-dead bodies were distorted with pain and fear. It showed that both of them had died in extreme agony.
Gao Yang had to say it twice because Tribo didn't understand English. Grolev also apparently did not understand Chinese.
After giving his orders, Gao Yang gently walked in front to the stairs. He waited for Tribo and Grolev to get into position. Gao Yang took a deep breath and raised the shotgun, ready to shoot at any time. He slowly embarked on his 'journey’ up the stairs.
Trying very hard not to make any noises, Gao Yang saw some light emitting from the door leading to Malik and Fedor's rooms when he reached the second story. It seemed that both rooms were occupied and Gao Yang could also hear voices coming out from there.
Gao Yang paused and waited for the other two to reach him from behind. He made a hand-sign to indicate that he and Tribo would each rush into a room each while Grolev would stay outside. Then Grolev would provide backup for the room that required help. When he finished assigning the rooms to their attackers, he took in a deep breath, raised his hand, and gestured for them to prepare for the assault.
After the hand was waved downwards, Gao Yang suddenly rushed out. He chose Malik's room, which sounded like it was more crowded. There was no longer a need to consider the noise. Gao Yang rushed with all the speed he had before he smashed the room's door with a kick.
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