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Chapter 2685 Don¡¯t dare to forget

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    The days of retirement are indeed as boring as expected.

    When he was a mercenary, he took some time out from his busy schedule to go home for a few days. He felt that the peaceful life was very beautiful. However, when everyone had to live this kind of life in the future, Gao Yang actually felt extremely uncomfortable on the first day.

    In fact, it¡¯s just that the tight string in my heart has relaxed, and I haven¡¯t adapted to the living conditions after the nerves have been relaxed for a while.

    The private plane arrived in Seattle first and dropped off Lucika. Gao Yang stopped by to see Bruce's two children. After staying in Seattle for one night, he took Yarebin and Grevatov to his farm.

    The results of Yarebin's examination at the New York Hospital were not bad. His body was normal. However, the body organs of an 80-year-old man began to fail. Everything was normal for an 80-year-old man. So Yarebin  The situation is not very good.

    That is to say, Yarebin is not too old to move yet. It is extremely normal for him to live for another three to five years if he is carefully cared for, but he may die at any time.

    Some people live a few more years, and some live a few less years. People always die when they get old. No one can do anything about it. All Gao Yang can do is to let Yarebin have a good rest and live the last few years of his life.  Gotta feel comfortable.

    "This is my ranch, but there is not a single cow. Haha, I like it here very much. I hope you will like it too."

    Opening the door and inviting Yalebin in, Gao Yang stretched out his hand and said, "Please come in."

    Yarebin slowly walked into the house. He looked around, nodded, and said with a smile: "It's nice here."

    Yarebin and Grevatov were invited to sit down, and Gao Yang said with a smile: "Very few people come here, and it's just me and Elena, so eating will be a big problem if there are only a few of us, but don't worry.  , I hired professional service personnel to take care of our lives."

    Yarebin shook his head and said: "It is not good to be too content with pleasure."

    Although they just said that it is not good to settle for pleasure, Yarebin did not say not to find someone to serve them.

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

    Gao Yang immediately stood up and said: "If you are not tired, then come on. Please come over. Everyone, please appreciate my collection."

    There are really a lot of guns in this ranch, a lot of guns.

    From the m1911 in the initial sample experimental gun stage, to the extremely complete box guns, from the Mauser 98k and p38 left by Fedor to Gao Yang, to the trophies captured by Gao Yang from the enemy, every gun here is of great significance to Gao Yang  All have special meaning.

    Several people visited for a long time, talking and laughing, and marveled at Gao Yang's collection, until Yarebin picked up a sniper rifle and whispered: "This is from the museum's collection, this is a sniper rifle of a combat hero."  .¡±

    Gao Yang smiled and said: "Yes, this is Poroneshenko's collection, uh, I snatched it from him."

    Yarebin was silent for a while, and then he whispered to Gao Yang: "This gun should not be in your hands and locked in the gun cabinet."

    Gao Yang was stunned for a moment and said, "What do you mean?"

    Yarebin weighed the gun in his hand a few times and said in a deep voice: "This is the gun of a hero of the Soviet Union. It should be returned to the museum in Moscow. I don't know what process this gun went through before it fell into your hands."  Yes, but I would like you to give it to me, and then I will give it to a Russian museum."

    Yarebin shook his head and said with emotion: "I know that most people will not miss the Soviet Union, but some people will miss it after all. They may want to take a look in the museum to see what those people did in those years.  testimony of those things that happened.¡±

    Gao Yang immediately said solemnly: "I've given it to you, teacher. Which museum do you want to give this gun to?"

    Yarebin was silent for a moment, put the gun back on the shelf, and whispered: "Whatever"

    Yalebin turned around and left the room where Gao Yang kept his gun. Without saying a word, he walked back somewhat desolately.

    Gao Yang quickly followed and whispered: "Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

    Yarebin smiled bitterly, and then he whispered: "Have you been to the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier in Moscow?"

    "Well, I've been to Red Square once and seen it."

    Yarebin sighed softly: "Some people died and left something behind, but more people died silently, leaving nothing behind, not even a name."

    Gao Yang looked at Grivatov, who gently shook his head and signaled Gao Yang not to say anything.

    Yalebin continued to whisper: "I oftenI will think of those brothers who sacrificed their lives because I am afraid that if I die, no one will really remember their names.  "

    Gao Yang¡¯s heart tightened, and he felt like someone had grabbed his heart and squeezed it.

    Yarebin looked at Grevatov and whispered: "What's your name? I mean your real name."

    Grevatov was stunned for a moment. He thought for a long time before hesitatingly said: "My surname is Shenikov?"

    Yarebin sighed and said: "Sure enough, you have even forgotten your own name. Your name is Igor Shenikov."

    "What's the point of remembering this" Glevatov whispered in a low voice.

    Yarebin looked at Grivatov and said: "Your real names have been banned from the day you joined the Black Devils. You will have a brand new name, a brand new identity, and a brand new life. You are forced to live with yourself.  Everything is broken, family, friends, have you ever hated me?"

    Grevatov smiled and whispered: "I was young and ignorant at that time. I did hate you a little at first, but then I stopped hating you, really."

    Yarebin looked at Grivatov and said, "Do you still remember your family?"

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

    Yarebin whispered: "You have no files or records. After decades of brainwashing and education, where can you find your home? You are all geniuses, but those who trained you are also geniuses, Grevatov  .¡±

    "team leader."

    "sorry."

    "It doesn't matter, I never regret joining the Black Devil."

    Yarebin said slowly: "Actually, I remember the real name of each of you. Only I know it. Only I have read each of your files and then destroyed them. I have always kept them in my heart and dare not forget them. Do you want to go back and read them?"  Are you looking at your home? Maybe my memory is not wrong, and maybe you can find some relatives."

    Grevatov smiled and said: "Forget it, captain, I don't want to search anymore. I already have a family and children. Everything I am familiar with is gone. There is no point in finding the unfamiliar part.  Captain, do you still remember your real name?"

    Yarebin exhaled slowly and said: "My name is Yakin Repinsky. I was born in Tbilisi, Georgia, but I grew up in Sochi, which is such a good place"  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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