Chapter 27: Recuperation

Two days later, we returned to Pablo's estate with the loot, of course, the spoils were just the arms, and the Mexican drug dealers had burned all the things they wanted. By the time we arrived at the estate, the situation had changed from what we had before we set off. Because a new batch of aid from the Yankees has arrived. Not only the instructors who had come to provide training and training for Pablo's newly formed armed men, but it was said that a batch of weapons and equipment and a team of mercenaries similar to mine would arrive.

As he wished, I saw him sweating like rain and sighed helplessly, and said to myself, "There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell, you can vote for yourself." ”

Pablo is in a good mood, not only because of the arrival of the aid, but also because of the success of our operation. As excited as he was Cordoba, the two of them hugging each other like relatives they hadn't seen each other in a long time, perhaps they hadn't enjoyed victory for a long time. Speaking of victory, it seems like I haven't enjoyed it in a long time. But a victory like this one doesn't give me much pleasure. I felt a little bit eager to fight the wizard again, I had a kind of revenge-like impulse, maybe it was because we lost a lot that day, a little too embarrassed, and the wizard was too calm, which made me feel a little ashamed.

When we got out of the car and walked back to Pablo's big house, Carl, the connector, was already waiting there. He didn't get as excited as Pablo when he saw John, he just smiled at us and called John away alone, and Pablo went to the conference room with him. It seems that they are going to have new plans and actions again.

I said goodbye to Pinto and went to see Walker first. By the time I saw Walker, he was already limping and seemed to be recovering well in the past week. After he asked me about the general process of this operation, I pointed in the direction outside and said, "When did these people come?" ”

"You mean the people who came to train these rookies?"

I nodded and said, "yes, what do they let these people practice?" ”

"Physical fitness, use of weapons. If you have enough time, you will also teach some tactical coordination. Walker smiled.

I frowned when I heard him say that, "Listen to you, we have to make a big move?" There is not much time left for these people to train? ”

"Do you need to ask? Didn't you see Pablo like that when you came back? It's as if the guerrillas are going to die. Walker said in a slightly sarcastic tone as he leaned back on the bed.

I let out a long sigh, looked at Walker and said, "All-out counterattack? Or what? ”

Walker shrugged, "I don't know. But he doesn't look like a petty fight. ”

"Okay." I suddenly felt a little tired, and I looked at Walker and stood up, "I'm going to go and rest." I'll come back to see you when I've had enough to eat and sleep. ”

Walker nodded, perhaps to see that I was a little disappointed, and as I turned to walk out the door, he spoke again, "I think the big move will be at least a month away, so you'll have plenty of time to eat and sleep, and I'll be back in a month." ”

I smiled and said, "I hope so." You'd better get better sooner or it's a bit of a fight with a bunch of unfamiliar people. I've known you for a while, but you're much better than they are. ”

"Haha. I understand that you are praising me. That's right. Walker suddenly became serious and said to me, "Two days after you left, the wizard really sent someone to bring the bodies of the dead that day, the beggar and Sveys were there, and the bodies were very intact. They had already been sent home with little Bill the day after they arrived. ”

"Oh." I just sighed, because I didn't know what to say, and I thought I should congratulate them, after all, they were lucky compared to my comrades who died in Chechnya and didn't even know where their bodies were, but they were dead, and there was no uglier ending than death, so I could only sigh and leave Walker's room.

For the next week, I lived a very relaxed life, watching the oil bottle sweat and rain with about 100 other people, and practicing all kinds of exercises amid all kinds of ridicule and abuse from the instructors. The new group of mercenaries has arrived, but I'm not interested in meeting them. Walker didn't seem to be very interested, except that John had a longer conversation with them from time to time. John has been very busy since he came back that day and was taken away by Carl, and although I don't know exactly what he's up to, I think he must have new goals and tasks.

At noon that day, I was sitting in the front yard of the big house in a daze, and the oil bottle that had entered the lunch break walked in through the gate. I was a little surprised by his appearance, because he was smiling very happily, not looking very tired, and most importantly, the person walking beside him, Pablo's sister Miranda, was smiling and talking to him. It's very intimate.

"I can't see it. He still has the ability to do this. I smiled and muttered to myself.

When he came in with the oil bottle, he saw me, and he seemed to want to talk to me. He said something to Miranda when he saw me, and Miranda looked at me, nodded at me slightly, and walked straight to the big house, while the oil bottle came towards me.

"How's the practice?" I saw him approaching, and asked before he could speak.

"It's ok. It's that the instructor is always scolding, and in his mouth we are like a bunch of good-for-nothing waste. The oil bottle sat down beside me a little depressed and said.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud when he said that, "Haha. That's for sure. No one will be excellent in the instructor's mouth, no matter how good you are, you are stupid, raw melons and eggs. ”

"Raw melon eggs?" The oil bottle looked at me with a puzzled expression.

I shook my head, "That's what rookie means." ”

The oil bottle looked abrupt, "Oh." So you've been scolded like this before? ”

"Scolded?" I asked a rhetorical question and continued: "Not only have I been scolded, but it is common to be beaten. ”

The oil bottle looked at me in surprise when he heard me say this, and he looked a little disbelieving.

I smiled and said, "Nobody wants to go into battle with a really stupid person. Who can you rely on when you get to the battlefield? Parents? Friend? Luck or the gods and Buddhas in the sky? At that time, the only people you could count on were your comrades-in-arms around you, and of course yourself. ”

"Like you dragged me away that day?" Drag the oil bottle asked.

"Pretty much. Actually, I shouldn't have taken you that day. I'd rather have someone drag me along, it's actually safer for me. "As I spoke, I suddenly remembered Paul, the man who took me to Chechnya.

"Oh. I understand. The oil bottle nodded after listening to me.

I looked at the big house, and suddenly I was curious about the relationship between the oil bottle and Miranda, so I said, "What's the matter with you and Pablo's sister?" It looks like it's hot. ”

"Hey, hey. No, Miranda is a nice girl. The oil bottle denied it with a smile.

Although he denied it, I could already hear the problem from his expression and words. I stood up and said, "If you're going to war, it's best to have no worries. Otherwise, they will harm others and themselves. ”

Listening to me say this, the oil bottle looked up at me as if waiting for my next step, and it was then that John's voice came.

"Gypsies. We've got work to do, come here. John stood at the door, shouted to me, and went back to the house.

I agreed, looked down at the oil bottle, and said, "Practice hard." I think you'd better not get too close to that woman, his brother doesn't think you can handle it, so let's survive first. ”

Seeing that I was about to leave, the oil bottle stood up and said, "I've known you for so long, I don't know what your name is?" ”

I asked rhetorically, "And what's your name?" ”

"Liu Xiao. Wendao Liu, a brave Xiao. The oil bottle replied.

"I'd better tell you to drag the oil bottle. Shouting smoothly. ”

"What about you?"

"Gypsies. Didn't you hear that Yankee call me that? You shout the same thing. I walked into the big house.