Mercenary’s War
Chapter 150 - 150 149 Treasure

150: Chapter 149: Treasure 150: Chapter 149: Treasure When noon arrived, the bus reached Monastir Habib Bourguiba International Airport in Tunisia, and Morgan’s plane had already landed.

It was currently being refueled and undergoing routine ground checks, while Gao Yang’s bus drove directly onto the airport tarmac.

Monastir Airport is the busiest civil airport in Tunisia, and ever since the civil war began in Libya, many of the planes taking off and landing here are unmarked cargo planes, some even military transport planes—just without any national insignia.

Everyone knows what’s going on; it’s just that no one speaks of it openly.

Morgan’s plane was mixed in among these transport planes, and when Gao Yang’s bus arrived at the apron reserved for those sensitive aircraft, Morgan was already waiting beneath his plane.

Upon seeing Gao Yang and Abdul descend from the bus, Morgan immediately stepped forward and embraced Abdul, gave him a gentle pat on the shoulder, nodded, and said loudly, “You’ve had a hard time, now let me take you home.”

Then, Morgan spread his arms to give Gao Yang a big hug, but Gao Yang quickly dodged to one side, saying, “Stop right there, otherwise your expensive suit is going to be ruined.

You know, we haven’t bathed in two months.”

Gao Yang had never been comfortable with the Western custom of hugging at every turn, especially between men.

But after Morgan laughed heartily, he still hugged Gao Yang and then patted him heavily on the back without saying anything.

Morgan hugged each member of the Satan Mercenary Corps in turn, expressing his gratitude.

However, after hugging Glolov, Glolov said with a sly grin, “Mr.

Reeves, I really hope you didn’t catch the smell of urine on me, especially when we did that cheek-to-cheek greeting.”

Reeves is Morgan’s last name.

Unlike Gao Yang who usually calls Morgan by his first name, Glolov customarily addresses him respectfully as Mr.

Reeves.

Morgan pinched his nose and said with an odd expression, “Unfortunately, I did smell it, and it’s quite strong.

Forgive my intrusion, but how did you end up smelling like urine?”

Glolov burst out laughing and said, “It was just for cooling off the barrel.

When urine turns to steam—haha—I just had to put up with smelling like it.”

“That’s really bad luck, but all hardships are now over.

Gentlemen, let’s get on the plane quickly.

We can have a good chat on board, I have a gift to give you.”

After Gao Yang and his companions returned to the plane and secured their belongings, two people carried a box of gold, moving everything onto the plane, not stowing it in the luggage hold, but directly into the cabin.

When Gao Yang boarded the plane, he found there were people inside, all fully armed, ten in total, including Simon who was quite familiar to Gao Yang.

Seeing Gao Yang and his group board the plane, Simon whistled and laughed, “Hey, welcome back, heroes.

Feels good to be a hero, huh, bro?”

Gao Yang pointed at the equipment on Simon and asked, “What are you guys planning to do?”

“Oh, if you hadn’t rescued Abdul, that would have been our cue to go in.

But it looks like we don’t need to make a personal appearance now, pal.

How did you pull it off?”

Gao Yang waved his hand with a wry smile, “I’ll tell you about it later.

Right now, I really need to sleep.

I haven’t slept in three days.”

One by one, Li Jinfang, Cui Bo, and the others started loading the stuff they brought back onto the plane.

When the fully armed, silently seated people saw what Gao Yang and his crew were bringing into the cabin, especially after they closed the door and Gao Yang opened two boxes full of gold right in front of Morgan, a shorter black man took a dramatic sniff and said, “You guys stink to high heaven.

Looks like the boss will need to spray several bottles of perfume in the cabin.

But seeing your loot, fellas, I’m green with envy.

You must have been through a lot.

Salute to you.

If I could get that much money, I wouldn’t mind not bathing for life, let alone reeking.”

Gao Yang waved his hand again and chuckled lightly, “If you were trapped in a cabin for two months, you wouldn’t smell any better than us.

As for the money, it’s just a windfall.”

After finishing, Gao Yang looked at Morgan and said, “Could you do me a favor?

Exchange this gold for cash and open an account to keep our money.

We can’t keep carrying around so much cash.”

Morgan had been eyeing the guns on Gao Yang’s back.

He nodded after hearing Gao Yang’s request, “Opening an account at the Swiss Bank for you guys is easy.

But don’t bother me with this right now; let me take a look at your gun.”

Gao Yang had three guns on his shoulder: an M1A, a Benelli M4 shotgun, and a double-barreled shotgun brought from Gaddafi’s Palace.

He took down all three guns and asked, “Which one are you talking about?”

Morgan couldn’t wait and grabbed the double-barreled shotgun directly from Gao Yang’s hand.

He first opened the barrel to look inside, then flipped the gun to examine the base of the stock, and after a glance at the trigger guard, his eyes lit up with excitement, “Look at this engraving, the pure handcrafted barrels, and the inscriptions on the trigger guard.

My God, this is definitely a piece from the nineteenth century by Alessandro.

Gao, you’ve got an amazing treasure.”

Morgan’s breathing quickened.

He presented the gun in front of Gao Yang, pointing at the engravings on the metal plate above the trigger guard, “Look here, the name hidden in the engraving, in Latin—Alessandro, see?

And look here, the name on the stock—that’s Queen Victoria’s gun.

My God, this was from Queen Victoria’s collection!”

Gao Yang shrugged, “I know about Queen Victoria, but why would she need a gun?

And who is this Alessandro you’re talking about?

Is he famous or something?”

“Famous?

Alessandro is the Van Gogh of the art world, the Beethoven and Mozart of the music world.

In the eyes of antique gun collectors, it’s unforgivable for Queen Victoria to have inscribed her name on a work of Alessandro, just as it would be to sign one’s name on the Mona Lisa’s smile.

There are only four known works by Alessandro in the world, and this is the fifth.

Gao, you’ve struck gold!” PS: Another chapter is coming tonight.

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