Chapter 1614

Name:Mercenary War Author:ru shui yi
I searched the whole second floor and found a lot of good things, but I didn't find a safe.

If there is no one on the second floor, find the third floor. They have plenty of time.

Oil paintings, ceramic vases, whole cabinets of famous wine and scattered antique decorations can't be taken away, which makes Gao Yang feel a little sad.

"I wonder if I'm in the wrong business. Being a thief may be better for me than a mercenary."

When Gao Yang murmured to himself, Taylor swallowed his saliva and whispered, "I understand your mood very much, but I have to remind you that you won't meet a second customer like poroneschenko in your life."

Gao Yang rubbed his forehead and said with a bitter smile, "don't remind me. I'm just feeling casually."

Just then, Antonio, who had been looking around, said loudly, "I feel here."

While talking, Antonio pushed open a door. Then he stood at the door and did not move. Taylor, who was closest to Antonio, walked over and looked at it and did not move.

Gao Yang wondered, "what's the matter?"

When Gao Yang came to the door, he just took a breath of air conditioning and stood still.

Three men blocked the door tightly. Karima couldn't see inside. She shook her head left and right and said, "what's the situation?"

Antonio swallowed his saliva, turned to him and said, "you're here for the gun?"

"Yes."

"Then I think we should call a moving company."

Gao Yang covered his heart, took a breath and said in a trembling voice, "you're right."

Antonio stepped in, Gao Yang followed, and then Karima saw the situation inside.

Guns, all guns, the whole big room is full of guns, and a huge safe is placed next to the wall facing the door.

There are guns on the walls around, and there are shelves in the middle. There are still guns on the shelves. It's too dense to count. Looking at it roughly, Gao Yang thinks there must be 300.

Most of them are old guns, but not all of them are old guns. Moreover, antique shotguns account for only one fifth of them. The rest of World War II old guns account for a large part, while new guns but high-end customized shotguns account for another part.

Gao Yang felt dizzy. After he looked around several times, he said in a trembling voice: "not all of them are fine products, but there are many fine products. I feel like I have entered a treasure house."

After that, Gao Yang shook his head, pointed to the big safe by the wall and said, "there is only one safe. Obviously, what we are looking for is in it, and the things in it must be the best. Now, open it!"

Antonio nodded and walked to the front of two one person safe with a length of about 1.5 meters and a thickness of 50 cm. After looking at it, he immediately said in a loud voice: "this cabinet has been manufactured for some time, much earlier than the two we have opened, at least ten years ago, so the lock of this cabinet is relatively old and purely mechanical."

Gao Yang took a deep breath and said slightly nervously, "it's easier, isn't it?"

Antonio shook his head and whispered, "no, it's more difficult!"

After that, Antonio looked at his watch and whispered, "if I can't open it within an hour, I probably can't open it. Be prepared."

After that, Antonio took out a stethoscope, waved his hand and said, "go out, don't let me hear your voice."

Gao Yang swallowed his saliva and whispered, "OK, but you can start later, because the gun may not be in the safe. I'll have a look first. Maybe the gun I'm looking for is right here."

Antonio waved his hand impatiently and said, "then hurry up."

Gao Yang immediately began to look at the antique shotgun hanging on the wall.

There are too many guns, and the shotgun is almost the same. It's not easy to recognize the one you're looking for at a glance among hundreds of antique guns.

But it must be no problem to look carefully, because the appearance of the gun has been engraved in Gao Yang's mind.

After scanning row after row to make sure there was nothing hanging on the wall, Gao Yang looked at the gun rack on the ground. At this time, Taylor suddenly pointed to a mosinagan with a sight and said, "it was taken out of the museum! This is Ivan hidolenko's gun! Soviet hero, he shot and killed 500 people with this gun!"

Gao Yang glared at Taylor and said angrily, "don't bother me. I'm just playing to find a difference now. Uh, what are you talking about?"

Taylor pointed to the gun rack in front of him and whispered, "Ivan hidolenko, the Soviet World War II ace sniper, shot and killed 500 people, ranking third among the Soviet ace snipers and the Soviet hero."

"How did you know?"

Asked suspiciously, Gao Yang walked over and saw a card hanging on the gun Taylor was looking at, which clearly wrote the origin of the gun and that the gun belonged to the Kiev World War II Museum.

Gao Yang took a look at the sign and said immediately, "take it away! Well, don't make a fuss. I have to find out the gun. We... FAK!"

After Gao Yang gnashed his teeth and scolded, he rushed to the nearby gun rack, lightning picked up a double barreled shotgun, and then said in a trembling voice: "good thing!"

"What?"

Gao Yang held a double barreled shotgun with an obvious * * sign on it. Gao Yang raised the gun and said in a trembling voice: "the shotgun awarded by Germany to the ace sniper in World War II, and the prize awarded by Hitler to the ace tank player Otto carlus. There is Hitler's signature on it. I just saw this sign. I didn't expect to have a signature. This, I won the prize!"

After that, Gao Yang impolitely put the gun on his back and said, "it's mine now!"

Karima stood in front of a shelf for pistols and said, "maybe you should see this, too. It's all history and almost all have nameplates."

Gao Yang walked over, took a look, then covered his mouth and said, "TT33, p38, P08, Walter PP, Walter PPK, this is the World War II pistol counter. Well, it's all used by some combat heroes, but there's nothing particularly prominent. However, I can't take so much..."

Just then Antonio said loudly, "what are you looking for? Can you hurry up?"

How can we lose a lot because of small things? Gao Yang hurriedly said, "come, come!"

Quickly put his attention back to the antique shotgun. After reading it all carefully, Gao Yang finally said with a little regret: "no, you can start."