Mercenary’s War Chapter 2083 - 2060: It Will Rain Tonight

Fully ard, even resting is unlikely to be too comfortable. Wearing a bulletproof vest and helt, even if you want to sleep, you just sit on the ground and lean against sothing to sleep. If you want to lie down comfortably and have a good sleep, forget about it.

Morning passed, Gao Yang, who had slept leaning on the bed, stood up, carried his gun, and wandered around the room.

"How’s it going?"

"Everything’s normal."

After a simple conversation, Gao Yang put down the Blade of Satan in his hand, stood behind the binoculars, and looked around. Djo’s villa remained calm and quiet.

After a while of observation, Gao Yang went to the adjacent room.

Cui Bo was still lying on the bed, his eyes behind the scope, targeting Djo’s villa.

"How’s it going?"

"Everything’s normal, no targets found."

Cui Bo continued aiming, and after Gao Yang’s casual remark, his usual chattering stopped.

Gao Yang saw a thermal imaging night vision device next to Cui Bo’s hand and imdiately asked: "Did you lie here all night?"

"Yes."

"Wow, impressive. Need to use the toilet? I’ll watch for you while you go."

"No need, I’m fine."

Gao Yang chuckled and said: "Why so tense? Can’t launch an attack during the day, go take a break. Just do it for show, lest you’re out of energy when the real action starts."

"I’m a sniper; others can relax, but can I? Leave alone, go out."

Gao Yang said listlessly: "At this point, I’ve got nothing to do either. Fine, I’ll be your assistant shooter then."

As a marksman doubling as a sniper, Gao Yang also wanted to find sothing to do. He raised his Blade of Satan and aid it before saying: "Not enough range; I’ll use your gun."

Cui Bo had brought two sniper rifles: a bolt-action TAC-50 and a Barrett, both with 12.7mm caliber. Now that Cui Bo was using the more accurate TAC-50, Gao Yang picked up the Barrett that Cui Bo had already prepared and lay down beside him.

Gao Yang intended to chat with Cui Bo, but since Cui Bo had no intention of talking, Gao Yang focused on being a deputy shooter.

"Wind speed, about five ters per second, lateral wind, distance..."

"Distance: one thousand four hundred ters. Brother Yang, are you here to help or to ss up?"

Gao Yang pouted and stopped talking; both of them focused on their scopes, where the gun muzzles occasionally shifted slightly, searching for possible targets.

This position lasted for two hours, and Gao Yang already found it boring.

"I’ll switch to binoculars."

Gao Yang put down the gun, picked up binoculars, and after watching for a while, finding it uninteresting, he didn’t disturb Cui Bo and went to the surveillance spot again.

By noon, there were no cars leaving Djo’s villa. Gao Yang couldn’t help saying: "What’s Djo’s problem! Buying loads of good stuff before coming here, but when actually here, he buys nothing, f**k!"

Glolov held a machine gun, sitting on a sofa, frowning and said: "What to do? Can’t wait any longer. Launch a full attack?"

"Wait!"

After saying this very firmly, Gao Yang sighed and said: "If there’s nothing good to eat at noon, there’s still dinner. Even if dinner is nothing special, our night attack won’t be affected. We’re definitely acting at night, so we can wait!"

Gao Yang received a call from Tarta. They were already in position on the opposite side of Djo’s villa, ready to attack at the sa ti when needed.

Afterward, they waited until alti. Since Djo was having lunch, Gao Yang and the others had to eat too. But there was no proper al; compressed biscuits, energy drinks, energy bars, with so chocolate comprised a al.

A group gathered and ate biscuits; eating was a task at this ti. You never know when you might have to act, so it’s crucial to have enough energy.

After finishing a completely unappetizing al, drinking so energy drinks, Gao Yang picked up so food and stood up, saying: "Rabbit hasn’t eaten yet, I’ll go replace him."

Walking into Cui Bo’s room, Gao Yang placed the food next to Cui Bo and said: "You eat, I’ll take your place."

Cui Bo, eyes glued to the scope, helplessly said: "Brother Yang! I’m already in my battle position. Stop ssing with , okay?"

Gao Yang checked his watch, loudly said: "You’ve been lying here for twenty-two hours! Not eating or drinking; can you handle it?"

"Open the energy bar wrappers for , then quickly leave."

Gao Yang opened four energy bar wrappers, placing them by Cui Bo’s hand. Cui Bo used his left hand to slowly chew the energy bar he put in his mouth, while his right hand remained on the trigger guard, eyes never leaving the scope.

After eating two energy bars, Cui Bo stopped eating. Gao Yang held up a bottle of drink and asked: "Water?"

Cui Bo slightly tilted his head, using his mouth to grab the straw by his collar, sipping a little before whispering: "That’s enough; drink more, and I’d need the toilet. Don’t want to pee my pants. Okay, you can hurry up and leave."

Before the evening, nothing would happen. Gao Yang thought for a mont, waved his hand, and said: "Forget it; we’re also snipers, so I’ll stay here and take so responsibility."

Lying back down, Gao Yang lay there patiently for another two hours.

Constantly lying down uncomfortably, Gao Yang stood up reluctantly again, left Cui Bo’s room, and outside, he first let out a long sigh to vent his frustration from lying down for two hours pointlessly before saying loudly: "Our luck doesn’t seem too good this ti; no movent yet."

Plopped down, thought for a mont, then Gao Yang sighed deeply again, laughed bitterly: "As a rcenary, relying on poisoning to solve the target really isn’t feasible. Seems like it needs to be hard and direct."

Glolov asked: "Do you plan for a full assault?"

Gao Yang nodded, muffled and said: "Can’t drag it any longer. I’m just afraid it would be like last ti, where Djo suddenly decides to leave here. Tentatively plan to launch the attack tonight."

Tactics must change according to the situation; although hoping Number Thirteen can solve the problem, but you can’t put all eggs in one basket. Though waiting is steadier, when it’s ti to act, you must act. Once you miss the chance, it won’t return.

Took out the phone, Gao Yang stared at the screen, closed his eyes, quietly waited for a few minutes, ensuring it wasn’t impatience from waiting leading to an irrational decision. Gao Yang opened his eyes, very calmly said: "Then, let’s act tonight."

Resolving decisively, Gao Yang dialed out, and when Uriyangko connected, he said solemnly: "It’s raining tonight."

If the opportunity arises from Number Thirteen, action can be canceled anyti; if not, the ti won’t change, launching a full assault at three in the morning.