Chapter 483: There Is Obviously an Inside Story

Wood Camp is in central Texas, and is a small town. However, Americans have a broad definition of small towns. Small towns are called towns with hundreds or thousands of people, and small towns with only a few households are also called small towns.

Wood Camp is okay. There should be dozens of households. If there are hundreds of people, it can be considered a real small town. However, in such a small place, Gao Guang still can't find the address written on a small piece of paper.

Gao Guang was very tired, but he had no time to rest or waste. He spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to charter a plane from Dubai to Houston, and then continued to transfer from Houston, took a small plane to the nearest airport in Wood Camp, and then rented a car to Wood Camp. This took him a total of 20 hours.

The continuous running around really exhausted Gao Guang, and he was alone, so he had to look for David in Wood Camp to find out where he lived.

There were no coordinates, no house number, only a name called Wood Camp Will Weiser. Gao Guang didn't know whether this Will Weiser was the name of the street, the name of the building, the store or the community.

He couldn't find it on the satellite map, and he couldn't find it when asking local residents.

Gao Guang already had the feeling of looking for a hermit, but he really didn't like this feeling now.

"Hello, can you help me look at this address?"

The fourth person to ask for help was a young man who looked very kind. Gao Guang hoped that he could get the answer here.

The young people in the town were often more simple. He stopped and looked at the note Gao Guang was holding. After thinking again and again, he finally shook his head.

The young man walked away, but he stopped after two steps. Then he said to Gao Guang: "Maybe you should ask the old man. There are many place names here that are only circulated among the old people."

Gao Guang also got a clue. He began to look for old people who looked old on the street. Then, he saw the old man who had just walked out with a bunch of things at the door of a store.

Gao Guang rushed forward and said, "Sir, do you know where Willweather is?"

The old man was stunned at first, and he fell into deep thought. After thinking for a long time, he said, "I know this place, Willweather Farm, in..."

The old man paused. He didn't know what to say, so he looked at Gao Guang and said, "Drive behind me."

The old man drove a pretty broken pickup truck. He put the things he bought in the car and drove ahead to lead the way. Then the road he led could not be clearly pointed out. After three turns, the old man stopped at a fork in the road far away from the town.

Gao Guang stuck his head out of the car, and the old man also stuck his head out and said to Gao Guang, "Go about five miles along this dirt road, and you will reach Willweather Farm. You drive too slowly, chink, you really should learn how to drive!"

Gao Guang was stunned. He really didn't know whether he should jump out of the car and beat the old man up, or say thank you to the old man.

Because the old man used a very serious racial discrimination word, like nigger, which is absolutely not allowed to be used.

The old man turned his car on the road, so he didn't bring Gao Guang here by the way, he sent Gao Guang here from the town on purpose.

If it were another place or another person, Gao Guang might have just pulled out his gun and shot him, but the old man had just driven at least ten kilometers just to lead him.

Now Gao Guang and the old man were in the car, and they stopped on a narrow country road, and then the old man said to Gao Guang again: "You haven't said thank you yet, bastard!"

Gao Guang was very angry, and he had never thought of dealing with the current situation in this way, so he immediately said: "Thank you for bringing me here, but if you dare to say something rude again, I will shoot your head!"

The old man spit on the ground with disdain and drove away.

Gao Guang was confused now, because he was wondering if the old man was bored and drove more than ten kilometers just to lead him to a deserted road. Otherwise, it was hard to explain why the old man was eager to help but was abusive.

It was very schizophrenic, hard to accept, and even harder to understand.

But they had already arrived at this place, and it would be dark in two or three hours. Gao Guang thought it would be better to go forward and see. Maybe the old man was just schizophrenic, but the road he led was still correct.

So Gao Guang and the old man drove in different directions while cursing.

Gao Guang drove on the dirt road, which was not wide and the road conditions were very bad. Gao Guang kept paying attention to the numbers on the car's odometer. When he was about five kilometers away, he suddenly saw a large wooden house.

The wooden house, which was particularly common on the farm, stood alone in front of a forest, on one side of the path, about a hundred meters away from the road. The terrain on both sides was flat, but no crops were planted and there were no livestock.

The wooden house also looked very old, but combined with the terrain on both sides, Gao Guang felt that this should be a farm, at least it used to be a farm.

Gao Guang turned the car into the small road of the farm, and just after he turned the corner, he found a small wooden sign. The handwriting on it was very blurred, but a few words could be vaguely seen.

"Private territory, no entry."

This is basically what the wooden sign means. Gao Guang thought about it for a while, and continued to drive forward.

Gao Guang stopped more than ten meters away from the wooden house. He even doubted whether there was anyone living here, because outside the wooden house, there was no material needed for the farm, and even no car that American farmers needed.

It's not that Americans must have cars, but it's really abnormal for a person with a farm to have no car.

Gao Guang got out of the car and walked two steps towards the wooden house. When he was observing whether there were signs of life in the house, he finally heard a not very loud voice.

"Stop, get your feet off my land, or I will kill you."

No one was seen, but there was a voice, as if it came from the house.

Gao Guang spread his hands, and then he shouted: "Hello, I am... Mr. David Steen?"

There was no sound in the house, and just as Gao Guang was about to continue speaking, a gunshot suddenly rang out.

Gao Guang didn't move. He didn't turn around and run away, nor did he lie down to find cover. He just looked down and looked at the bullet hole that appeared on the ground less than one centimeter in front of his toes.

He fired directly, a warning shot, and the bullet hit the ground by the toes.

But Gao Guang did not run away. He just spread his hands and said, "I have no ill intentions. Can we talk?"

"Are you a policeman, or an FBI agent, or a Veterans Administration agent?"

"No."

"Get lost!"

Gao Guang still did not move. He shouted, "The general asked me to come to you. Can we go in and talk? I am not here to cause you any trouble. I just want to talk to you about something."

"General? Haha, general... come in and talk."

Gao Guang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He walked onto the porch, grabbed the door handle directly, pushed the door open, and saw a man.

Gao Guang was startled because the man in front of him was too ugly. There were at least four or five scars on the left side of his face, which completely occupied half of his face. Then his mouth was slanted, and there was a missing piece on the left side of his nose. He looked indescribably weird and ugly.

With a sudden thought in his heart, Gao Guang bowed slightly to the man in front of him and said, "Hello, you must be David Steen."

"I am."

David spoke, his voice was a little unclear, because when he spoke, he seemed unable to open his half-open mouth.

Could he be paralyzed? Gao Guang didn't feel like looking at David carefully, but he still took a glance.

He was over 1.7 meters tall, a little hunched, and it was hard to tell his height. He wasn't fat, but he wasn't strong either. He wasn't the kind of person who exercised for a long time.

His eyes weren't sharp, and he didn't feel aggressive. He just spoke and had a very cold expression. When he closed his mouth, he looked like a farmer that was very common in Texas. Except for the scar on his face that made him look particularly ugly, it was hard to say what was special about him.

But Gao Guang knew that the man in front of him was very different, so his tolerance increased a lot.

But where should he start? Gao Guang had thought about what to say, but he had forgotten it now.

Let's start with a topic that veterans like. Gao Guang spread his hands and said, "It's not easy to find you here. The gun is good."

David was holding a gun, an ordinary hunting rifle. Gao Guang saw that it was a Ruger mini14, a .22 small-caliber rifle that could be considered a national gun.

But David did not respond to Gao Guang's words. He just said coldly: "The general asked you to come."

"Uh, General Lloyd Gotney, I am actually the boss of King Defense Company. I came here to invite you..."

"General Lloyd Gotney?"

David seemed very confused. He thought for a long time and finally said: "I don't know him. Who is he?"

"It's normal that you don't know him. He didn't directly command you, but he was very impressed by you."

David frowned and said: "Who do you represent?"

"I don't represent anyone. I am the boss of a PMC company. I want to ask you to work for me. Oh, King Defense is a legal private military company. Our headquarters is in..."

David smiled and shook his head and said: "You don't know me?

Gao Guang was stunned for a moment and said: "I must know your past, otherwise why would I come here because of your reputation."

David grinned. He was ugly when he didn't smile, but he was scary when he smiled.

"You came just like that? Invite me to work for you?"

"Yes, is there any problem? Uh, you are indeed David, Mr. Steen, right? "

"I am David Steen."

The person was right. David looked at Gao Guang with a scrutinizing look for a moment and said, "Are you sure you want to give me a job?"

"Yes, of course, as long as you are willing."

"Where to work!"

David emphasized his tone. Gao Guang hesitated for a moment, but finally answered honestly: "Iraq."

I don't know if David is willing to go abroad, and I hope it won't be a wasted trip, but David took a step forward and said, "Are you sure you really know me, know me, and continue to invite me to work in Iraq?"

Gao Guang finally realized that David's doubts were not the same as he thought, so he couldn't continue to say so, so he changed to a puzzled expression and said, "You are David, the accurate shooter of Team D, right?"

David nodded, then he suddenly laughed out loud and said, "I really don't understand now. You can find me, but you don't know me, man, does anyone want you dead?"