Chapter 1707 Is It Okay to Borrow a Gun and Use It?

Gao Yang already knew the name of the old man lying on the car window. His name was Roztowski. He was an old man who always seemed gentle and elegant. Although he was old, he was very charming, but he always showed a bit of loneliness intentionally or unintentionally. Feeling coming.

Roztosky did not leave immediately. He was still lying next to the window and whispered: "We need to assemble and then go in. Also, it is more difficult to be silent the whole time."

Yarebin waved his hand and whispered: "Go."

Roztowski nodded, then stood up and left. After taking a few steps, he reached out and took off the hat on his head, and then waved his hand seemingly casually.

Walking to a car, Roztowski opened the door and threw his hat into the car. Then, Gao Yang saw old men coming out one after another just like in the early morning.

After Gao Yang turned off the car, he whispered to Yalebin: "What should we do?"

Yarebin shrugged and said: "This is likely to become a tough battle, so just watch and we will leave after they finish the job."

Gao Yang whispered: "Well, I want to help."

Yalebin looked at Gao Yang, then frowned and said, "You? Wearing a bulletproof vest and a helmet? Forget it, we'd better wait here."

Gao Yang immediately said: "No, no, now I need to wear casual clothes to approach the enemy, so of course I won't wear any body armor. I only need to carry a pistol. Well, but my suit is indeed bulletproof."

Yarebin smiled and said: "Rich people are always afraid of death. Well, since you are willing to go, then go. In fact, I also want to go, although my movement is not as convenient as before. But now my blood is burning again Get up, it’s really uncomfortable to sit here and wait, okay. Let’s go.”

Gao Yang loaded his m1911 in the car, pulled the trigger and put it in the quick-draw holster under his arm. Then he straightened his suit and got out of the car.

After slowly walking to the edge of the crowd with Yarebin, Roztosky whispered to Yarebin: "We are waiting for Tartar. We decided to bring guns. Tartar is watching nearby, but He'll be here soon."

Yarebin nodded, but Gao Yang was extremely shocked and said: "You didn't bring a gun this morning?"

Not a single shot was fired during the early morning operation, but bringing a gun to no avail is completely different from not having a gun at all. For Gao Yang, action without a gun was simply unimaginable.

The farmer who liked to kill people with pencils glanced at Gao Yang and said,

Whispered: "Yes."

No one paid attention to Gao Yang anymore, and Gao Yang was still in shock.

After waiting for a while, the old man who always smelled of alcohol and alcohol came. When he walked to the car and opened the trunk, he suddenly stopped and said loudly: "Warning you, You can borrow my gun. But whoever dares to throw it around or mess with my gun, I will crush him to death!"

"Okay, okay, hurry up!"

He glanced dissatisfied at everyone around him. The drunkard muttered: "I hate you people the most. No one carries a gun and you always want to borrow mine. No, I have to take a drink first."

"Tarta, you really need to stop drinking!"

"Be careful, you can't hold the gun steady."

Ignoring the people next to him, the old drunkard picked up a large bottle of vodka from the trunk, opened the cap and took a big sip before burping heavily.

"Tarta. It's time for you to take a shower."

The old drunkard opened a large leather suitcase with a lot of dust in the trunk, which was full of guns and magazines. Gao Yang noticed that all of those guns were equipped with silencers or models that could use silencers. There are mostly pistols, and there is also a submachine gun and a short-range sniper rifle that uses subsonic bullets. Generally speaking, it is highly consistent with Pavlovich's previous choice of bringing those black devils.

Picking up a Markov PM pistol, and then a silencer, the old drunkard said with a drunken expression: "Ah, my favorite, my partner, finally I can use you again."

Standing aside with the gun, the drunkard twisted the silencer onto the pistol and whispered: "Choose for yourself."

Roztowski picked up a submachine gun, picked up two magazines, put one magazine into his left and right trouser pockets, lifted the hem of his windbreaker, put the submachine gun into his clothes and hid it, lowered his head He laughed loudly and said: "My clothes are big and I use a submachine gun."

Another person picked up a Marklov PB********, inserted it into his belt casually, swung his jacket up and zipped it up, and whispered: "Quickly. A little bit."

Someone picked up a particularly small pistol, and Gao Yang recognized it as a pss**********, a gun that was very small and very powerful.

"You brought this little guy with you? Okay, I'll use it."

The old drunkard laughed in a low voice: "When I left, I took all the guns that belonged to me. Who told you not to take them? You are a bunch of idiots!"

Yarebin coughed lightly and whispered: "I didn't bring my gun either."

"Ah! I'm sorry!"

After everyone sighed, the remaining ones took out guns one after another. Just when the drunkard was about to close his box, Gao Yang said softly: "I'm sorry, can you lend me a gun? My gun doesn't have a silencer, I guess. Let me borrow your gun and use it.”

The drunkard glanced at Gao Yang coldly, then slammed the lid of the box down and said loudly: "I won't borrow it!"

Generally speaking, Gao Yang would not lend his gun to others, not to anyone, so he could only stand aside quietly, but at this moment, Yarebin frowned and whispered: " Cheapskate! He is our boss, if you offend him, will you pay for our future activities?"

The drunkard immediately opened the box with a smile on his face, and said to Gao Yang: "I also have a spare Makarov. It's not a special **********, but you can use an external muffler, and the noise reduction effect is very good. Okay, I don’t have any other pistols, so you must make good use of my spare pistol, otherwise I..., ahem! Get it yourself!"

Although the drunkard was smiling, Gao Yang had no doubt that his smiling face was full of anger, so he quickly took out the last pistol, and then took the silencer in the grid next to the pistol with his other hand. He took out another magazine.

After the drunkard's cheeks puffed up a few times, he closed the box and then the trunk.

Gao Yang was quickly installing the screw-mounted silencer on the muzzle of the gun. After installing the silencer, he took a look at the magazine and then tapped the magazine on his hand to prevent the bullet from being loaded for too long. After that, the ammunition supply was not smooth. After doing this, I put the magazine into the empty grip of the pistol.

The drunkard glared at Gao Yang and said, "I just checked it. You don't need to knock it. Do you think it's an American product?"

Yarebin coughed slightly and whispered: "Let's go."

The drunkard immediately turned around and left, and then Gao Yang found that when he turned around, he took off the hammer head hidden on his lower back, then stuffed the hammer handle into his sleeve and held the hammer head in his hand. (To be continued.)