Chapter 2685

Name:Mercenary War Author:ru shui yi
The day of retirement was as boring as expected.

When he was a mercenary, he took time out of his busy schedule to go home for a few days. He felt that a peaceful life was very beautiful, but when he had to live such a life in the future, Gao Yang felt a great discomfort on the first day.

In fact, the tight string in my heart has been relaxed, and I haven't adapted to the life state after nerve relaxation for a time.

The private plane first arrived in Seattle, put down lucika, and Gao Yang went to see Bruce's two children. After staying in Seattle for one night, he took yalebin and grevatov to his farm.

The results of yalebin's examination in the New York hospital were good. His body was normal, but an old man in his eighties began to fail. Everything was normal, which was only normal for an old man in his eighties, so yalebin's condition was not very good.

In other words, alebin is not old enough to move. If he is carefully maintained, it is very normal to live for another three or five years, but he may die at any time.

Some people live a few more years, while others live a few less years. People always die when they are old. No one can do anything. What Gao Yang can do is to let alebin rest well and have a comfortable life in the last few years of his life.

"This is my ranch, but I don't have a cow. Ha ha, I like it very much. I hope you like it too."

He opened the door and invited jarebin in. Gao Yang stretched out his hand and said, "please come in."

Yalebin walked slowly into the house. He looked around, nodded, smiled and said, "it's good here."

Asked both alebin and grevatov to sit down and said with a smile: "there are few people here, and it's just me and Yelena, so it will be a big problem to eat if there are only a few of us, but don't worry. I invited professional service personnel to take care of our lives."

Jarebin shook his head and said, "it's not good to be too happy."

Although he only said that it was not good to be content with pleasure, jarebin did not say not to find someone to serve them.

Yalebin smiled and said, "don't you invite me to see your collection?"

Gao Yang immediately stood up and said, "if you're not tired, come on, please come here, everyone, please enjoy my collection."

The ranch really has a lot of guns, a lot of guns.

From the M1911 in the initial sample experimental gun stage, to the extremely complete box gun, from the Mauser 98K and p38 left by Fedor to the booty seized by Gao Yang from the enemy, each gun here has special significance for Gao Yang.

Several people watched for a long time, talking and laughing, and marveled at the high collection until yalebin picked up a sniper rifle and whispered, "this is the museum collection, this is a sniper rifle for combat heroes."

Gao Yang said with a smile: "yes, this is poroneschenko's collection. Er, I grabbed it from him."

Yalebin was silent for a moment. Then he raised his voice and whispered, "this gun shouldn't be in your hand. It's locked in the gun cabinet."

Gao Yang was stunned and said, "what do you mean?"

Yalebin weighed the gun in his hand and said in a deep voice, "this is the gun of the Soviet hero. It should be returned to the museum in Moscow. I don't know how it went before it fell into your hand. However, I want you to give it to me, and then I will give it to the museum in Russia."

Yalebin shook his head and said with emotion on his face: "I know that most people will not miss the Soviet Union, but after all, some people will miss it. They may want to see it in the museum and see the testimony of those years, those people and things they have done."

Gao Yang immediately said solemnly, "here you are, teacher. Do you want to send this gun to that museum?"

Yalebin was silent for a moment, put the gun back on the shelf and whispered, "whatever..."

Yalebin turned and left the room where Gao Yang used to shoot his gun. Without saying a word, he walked back bleakly.

Gao Yang hurried up and whispered, "teacher, what's the matter with you?"

Yalebin smiled bitterly, and then he whispered, "have you ever been to the tomb of the unknown martyr in Moscow?"

"Well, I went to red square once and saw it."

Yalebin sighed softly, "some people die and something remains, but more people die silently without leaving anything, not even a name."

Gao Yang looked at grevatov. Grevatov gently shook his head and motioned Gao Yang not to say anything.

Yalebin continued in a low voice, "I often think of those sacrificed brothers, because I'm afraid of dying, and no one really remembers their names."

Gao Yang's heart tightened and felt that someone grabbed his heart and pulled it.

Alebin looked at grevatov and whispered, "what's your name? I mean your real name."

Grevatov was stunned. After thinking for a long time, he hesitated and said, "my name is shennikov?"

Yalebin sighed and said, "you really forgot your name. Your name is Igor shennikov."

Grevatov whispered, "what's the point of remembering these..."

Yalebin looked at grevatov and said, "your real name has been forbidden to be used since the day you joined the black devil. You will have a new name, a new identity and a new life. You are forced to separate from everything in your past. Family and friends, have you ever hated me?"

Grevatov smiled and whispered, "at that time, I was not sensible. I did hate you at the beginning, but I didn't hate you later, really."

Yalebin looked at grevatov and said, "do you remember your family?"

Grevatov whispered, "remember, I still have the impression of my parents, but they have all died, but I have no brothers and sisters, and other relatives can't remember."

Yalebin whispered, "you have no files and records. After decades of brainwashing education, where can you find your own home? You are all geniuses, but those who train you are also geniuses, grevatov."

"Captain."

"Sorry."

"It doesn't matter. I never regret joining the black devil."

Yalebin said slowly, "in fact, I remember the real names of each of you. Only I know. Only I have seen each of your files and destroyed them. I always remember them in my heart. Do you want to go back and see your home? Maybe my memory is not wrong, or you can find some relatives."

Grevatov smiled and said, "forget it, Captain, I don't want to look for it anymore. I already have a family and children. Everything I know is gone. It's meaningless to find the unfamiliar part. Captain, do you remember your real name?"

Yalebin breathed slowly and said, "my name is Yakin lebinski. I was born in Tbilisi, Georgia, but I grew up in Sochi. Where is really a good place..."