Mercenary’s War
Chapter 100 - 100 99 30

100: Chapter 99 30% 100: Chapter 99 30% Cui Bo felt that time flew by; a month had passed before he really felt it slipping away.

After a month of shooting practice, Cui Bo’s marksmanship had improved significantly.

In that month, he fired about ten thousand rounds.

Aside from the first few days when Cui Bo was just carelessly shooting to get used to the feel of the gun, for the rest of the days, he had to take careful aim and concentrate on every shot.

So, firing ten thousand rounds in a month was quite a lot.

Moreover, after the initial period of cheap standard ammunition, Cui Bo was shooting expensive high-precision bullets.

Just on ammunition alone, he had spent over five thousand US dollars.

However, ever since Cui Bo got involved with that black woman named Tutu at the shooting range, he started coming home noticeably later every day.

It wasn’t obvious at first, but nearly a week after the black woman had flipped the tables on him, even Gao Yang began to notice that Cui Bo’s steps were a bit unsteady.

For Cui Bo, known for his animalistic vigor, to appear haggard and unsteady, Gao Yang thought it was time to warn him not to overexert himself with a black woman.

But after giving it some thought, Gao Yang decided against advising Cui Bo.

As a mercenary, who knows what day might be the last, so if Cui Bo had the opportunity to enjoy life, it wasn’t worth ruining his fun.

In fact, as the second member of the Satan Mercenary Corps foursome to lose his virginity, Cui Bo managed to make both Gao Yang and Li Jinfang quite envious.

That’s right, you didn’t read that wrong—Gao Yang was still pitifully a virgin.

During his school days, he was too busy having fun and had neither the time nor the inclination to have a girlfriend.

Once he graduated and started to take interest, he ended up as a Wild Man in Africa for three years.

As for Li Jinfang, having joined the army early, he was already thrilled just to see a female soldier.

The tragic Gao Yang had lived for more than twenty years and was still a virgin, which filled him with frustration every time he thought about it, especially the thought of dying a virgin—unthinkable.

Being a virgin was miserable enough, but what’s even more pitiable was facing a thousand-charming and stunningly beautiful woman every day—with curves in all the right places, a beautiful face, and an elegant demeanor.

Moreover, this beauty, because Gao Yang always avoided her, displayed an infinite sadness, almost about to make a move like Tutu and go after Gao Yang.

Faced with a gorgeous woman who threw herself at him, Gao Yang just couldn’t bring himself to respond.

Gao Yang didn’t care about Yelena’s age now; his biggest psychological barrier was that he simply couldn’t get over the fact that Yelena was Glolov’s daughter.

The thought of hooking up with his brother-in-arms’ precious princess, whether willingly or not, was something Gao Yang just couldn’t do.

During the same month, Gao Yang felt as if each day was a year.

Facing the pressure from both Yelena and Li Jinfang, enduring the emotional and physical torment, Gao Yang felt as if he was living in hell for that month.

Gao Yang was now very much looking forward to Catherine’s early arrival in South Africa.

Even if it meant having to compete with another woman for a woman’s affection, Gao Yang was resigned to it.

However, with another month to go before he was due to meet with Catherine, Gao Yang didn’t know if he could wait that long.

Gao Yang’s original plan was to rest for a month while using the time to drastically improve his hand-to-hand combat skills.

Now that the month was up—although it wasn’t a hard rule that had to be followed—he felt it was time to consider returning to the battlefield.

Gao Yang had made quick progress in hand-to-hand combat.

He felt that after a month, he had largely compensated for his greatest weakness.

Li Jinfang’s special training method was effective.

Under the pressure of getting beaten if he didn’t do well, Gao Yang improved rapidly.

It must be said that learning under intense pressure results in much better outcomes.

Gao Yang’s body had developed muscle memory; if attacked, his muscles would react even before his brain, the so-called instinctive response.

Being able to reach this level in just a month satisfied both Gao Yang and Li Jinfang.

After fully mastering several moves Li Jinfang had repeatedly drilled into him, Gao Yang was now able to mix what he learned into his fighting.

Although he still got hit during training, at least it wasn’t just about taking punches anymore.

Occasionally, he could strike back, which made his days much more bearable.

Gao Yang was no longer easily floored by Li Jinfang.

His physical condition was already good, and after special training, both his reaction and striking speed had greatly increased.

According to Li Jinfang, Gao Yang could now handle three to five ordinary men without a problem and could even hold his own against well-trained special forces.

A great teacher produces excellent students—this saying definitely holds true.

Although still struggling, under Li Jinfang’s intentional leniency, Gao Yang could now exchange dozens of moves with him in sparring, of course, with the premise that Li Jinfang was serving as a sparring partner.

In a real fight to the death, Li Jinfang could still take Gao Yang down with one hit; the gap of more than a decade’s worth of experience wasn’t something that could be bridged so easily.

On the last evening of the special training plan, Gao Yang was about to escape the hellish life he had endured throughout the past month.

In the middle of fighting with Li Jinfang, Gao Yang saw an opening to step back and then waved his hands, saying, “No more, no more.

That’s enough for today, and the special training ends here.”

After saying that, Gao Yang raised his hands and let out a long howl to the sky, exclaiming, “Long live, my suffering has finally ended!”

Li Jinfang, still not quite over it, said, “Time flies so fast, a month has passed without even noticing.

But don’t think it’s over just like that, if there’s a chance like this again, you’ll have to continue training.

You’re still far from being a master, and even if you’re busy, you must practice.

Once you stop practicing kung fu, it’s hard to pick it back up.”

Gao Yang wiped the sweat from his brow and said, “I know, I’ll practice whenever I have time and won’t give it up.

Looking at the time, Rabbit should be back soon.

I’m going to take a shower, and when you see Rabbit, call Old Russian to my room, we need to discuss what’s next.”

During the month Gao Yang and his team rested, Uriyangko called several times to ask when they would return to participate in the war in Libya, but Gao Yang had not decided when to return to the battlefield.

Thanks to modern developed media, any situation in Libya could be seen on television, so Gao Yang and his team only needed to watch the news every day to keep up with the progress of the conflict in Libya.

After May began, Gaddafi’s days became very difficult.

Even Gaddafi’s son Saif and his three grandsons were killed in an airstrike.

Gaddafi had not made a public appearance in a long time, and the government forces kept losing ground.

The opposition based in Benghazi was so eager that they already declared a preliminary victory.

Although Gaddafi was having a hard time, it was still too early for the opposition to celebrate their victory.

The situation in Libya was actually still not clear, at least many major cities including the capital Tripoli were still under Gaddafi’s control, and without the dispatch of ground troops by NATO, the opposition did not have the capacity to end the war swiftly.

Gao Yang took a shower and changed into clean clothes.

Before long, Cui Bo returned and entered his room along with Glolov and the others.

Once the four of them were assembled, Gao Yang spoke in a serious tone, “We’ve rested for a month, and everyone’s almost fully recovered.

Uriyangko called me several times to ask when I’m going to Libya, but I haven’t given him a definite answer.

Now, everyone knows the situation in Libya.

What do you think, when should we go to Libya, and which side should we join?”

Li Jinfang always looked to Gao Yang for direction, and Cui Bo was also used to following Gao Yang’s lead.

Gao Yang didn’t expect any suggestions from the two of them; mainly, he wanted to hear what Glolov thought.

Golov said gravely, “We’re not short of money right now, so I think we can wait a few more days to get a better understanding of the situation before deciding which side to work for.

The opposition is offering less money, but the risk of fighting against the government forces is also lower.

Gaddafi is offering more money, but as time goes on, his situation will get increasingly difficult.

There are pros and cons to each, but as the leader, the final decision is still up to you.”

Gao Yang nodded and said, “Let’s get our gear ready.

Then we’ll ask Green Mamba and Uriyangko, no, let’s leave Uriyangko out of this.

That guy is definitely acting out of self-interest and won’t care about our lives or deaths.

Old Russian, you should also ask your friends for information.

We’ll side with whoever is more advantageous for us.

In any case, prepare to depart at any time in the next few days.”

After finishing, Gao Yang suddenly remembered something and said, “Rabbit, how’s your progress?

We haven’t seen your shooting skills for a while.

Are you competent enough to be a sniper now?

Let’s do this, tomorrow we’ll all go to the range to see your shooting skills, and take a look at your Tutu as well.

I’ve always been quite curious.”

Cui Bo hesitated and then said, “Honestly, I’m still a bit short of being a sniper, but hitting moving targets at a range of three hundred meters is not a problem for me.

I certainly won’t be as cowardly as before if I go back to the battlefield.

But the range I’ve been going to is a bit small, with a maximum distance of three hundred meters.

How about this, starting tomorrow I’ll look for a secluded place in the wilderness to practice.”

Gao Yang was surprised and said, “What’s gotten into you?

Aren’t you worried about your Tutu anymore?”

Cui Bo said with an embarrassed look, “I can’t keep up, the black woman is too fierce; she wants it four or five times a day.

Now even twice a day isn’t enough to satisfy her.

I’m almost drained dry, I really can’t handle it, so I’d better retreat proactively.

Ah, of course, the most important reason is that the range is too small, so I was planning to take the opportunity these days to practice long-distance shooting.”

Gao Yang nodded and said, “That might be better.

Tomorrow we’ll accompany you to find a secluded place.

Actually, forget about tomorrow, in twenty days or so you should be able to check whether you’re infected or not.

Tomorrow you should head to a hospital and get checked for HIV.

That’s the important thing.”

Cui Bo’s face turned pale as he said in a trembling voice, “Brother Yang, don’t joke about that, man.

That joke isn’t funny at all.”

Gao Yang frowned and replied, “Who’s joking?

Don’t forget, it’s a thirty percent chance.

Do you think that’s a small percentage?”