Mountain Eagle looked at Tessa with a determined face and sighed, "I won’t move, I’ll go in with you to wash your face, so nobody else sees and mistakes my girl for a fool."
After hearing this, Tessa let out a bubble through her nose, then pinched Mountain Eagle’s arm embarrassingly and dashed into his house. Just before entering the door, she called out to Samantha and Shasili, "You guys stay in the room next door, I never lived in it even after I finished decorating."
Mountain Eagle, nodding in response to Samantha’s questioning look, said, "Taigore asked me to take care of you a bit. Until you find a suitable house, you’re welcome to stay here temporarily if you don’t mind the seclusion."
Actually, Samantha was not particularly keen on staying in Tessa’s house, much like any wife wouldn’t be excited to wear her sister-in-law’s hand-me-downs.
Seeing the resigned look on Mountain Eagle’s face, she covered her mouth with a chuckle and said, "Taigore has prepared a house for me in town, but it hasn’t been tidied up yet, so I’ll be troubling you for the next couple of days."
With that, Samantha looked through the glass doors at Tessa bustling about in the house and smiled, saying, "It won’t be too much trouble, right?"
Mountain Eagle carelessly waved his hand, "I mostly do everything myself here, everyone just needs to take care of their own stuff, what trouble could there be for me?"
While speaking, Mountain Eagle glanced at Shasili, who was pale with her arm in a sling, and hesitated before saying, "You have a gunshot wound, you should be resting in the hospital..."
Shasili quickly waved her hands and said, "No need, no need, I can already move around, thank you for your concern..."
Watching how unsettled Shasili looked, Samantha laughed and spoke, "Since you’re here, why can’t you be straightforward?"
Then, turning to Mountain Eagle with a somewhat helpless expression, Samantha said, "I’ve handed over my restaurant in Bangkok to someone else, and Shasili has nowhere to go. She heard I was coming here to find you and asked me to bring her along. She’s hardworking, and she’s a talented graduate from Bangkok University, majoring in business management. I’ve been wanting her to take over managing the restaurant, but well... you see how things turned out. Is there anything suitable for her to do here?"
Mountain Eagle was just about to refuse when Mr. Poincaré interjected, "Sofia needs a local assistant who can understand her, and I think she is a good candidate."
Mountain Eagle frowned as he looked at Shasili, who was as pale as a delicate white flower, and after hesitating, he nodded and said, "Are you willing? Some things can’t be forced..."
Seeing Shasili nodding her head eagerly, Mountain Eagle waved his hand and said, "Let’s give it a try... There’s no rush. While you’re recovering, you can start to get a feel for the work, and if at any point you feel it’s not right for you, just tell me."
Mr. Poincaré, noting Mountain Eagle’s somewhat fussy demeanor, waved his hand and remarked, "It’s just some statistical analysis, organizing data and reports, and dealing with local authorities. What’s not suitable about that? She will surely be a better fit than Sofia, the foreigner."
With that, Mr. Poincaré looked at a somewhat surprised Shasili and said with a gentle smile, "Miss, I heard you graduated from Bangkok University. Do you have any classmates from the law or finance and accounting majors? We’re planning to set up an asset management company and need lots of young people like you to join."
Mountain Eagle was unsure what had gotten into Mr. Poincaré, but since the old guy always acted steadily, he must have a reason for his words. Besides, Mountain Eagle felt that he really had nothing in common with Shasili and wasn’t comfortable with her gratitude-fueled attitude, so he just let them be.
After waving for the elderly and women to go inside the house to enjoy the air conditioning, Mountain Eagle gestured for Butcher and Pigeon to go down and help.
The firearms Taigore had helped purchase were late but their origins and quality were absolutely reliable.
All the guns are originally imported, with customs declaration forms even stuck on the gun cases.
Mountain Eagle’s gun cabinet is quite large, which is why he naturally buys more.
With the endorsement from the Thai Police, they could get in touch with most of the world’s major firearm manufacturers; basically, any model available on the market could be theirs if they are willing to pay...
Previously, Mountain Eagle was accustomed to Russian weaponry, the AK-105 was his beloved, and the VSS was his divine tool for fighting in the dark.
But he couldn’t deny the excellence of NATO-regulated weapons, which seemed to be better refined for specific purposes compared to the old Russians flipping an AK back and forth.
Due to the high rate of civilian gun ownership, a huge weapons market has formed, and where there’s a market, companies dare to invest in research and development.
Currently, Russia’s munitions industry is constrained by the limited civilian market, leading to insufficient research and development funds.
After all these years, there have been numerous models of handguns, but except for the Makarov, it’s doubtful even military enthusiasts could name any other model that’s noteworthy.
Mountain Eagle bought a lot of guns at once, partly because he wanted to play around with them, and partly because he was preparing to abandon his Lone Wolf ways and start team mode.
That required careful consideration!
Others could use the AK-105, but Pigeon needed a good gun that met the range, rate of fire, and precision requirements, one that would allow him to fully utilize his abilities in combination with the VSS.
Men unpacking gun cases are like children unwrapping toys, no matter their age...
Since coming to Thailand, this was the first time Mountain Eagle set aside all matters to immerse himself in an activity of no particular significance.
Unpacking those either exquisite or simple gun cases, the moment the big toys inside were revealed, it always attracted everyone to eagerly toy with them, and then he, as the owner of the firearms, would enjoy all sorts of envy.
Butcher was extremely satisfied with the AK-105 and Glock 40 Mountain Eagle gave him; he didn’t think those flashy-looking guns were worth owning, but the Pigeon and Daria sisters were thrilled...
It was indeed too rich; whenever they thought they had seen the best, it wouldn’t take long before something even more desirable would emerge...
The Daria sisters actually preferred submachine guns, as the weight and rate of fire better matched their self-concept and habits.
Initially, they just lingered beside the MP5, admiring it and complimenting it, attempting to get the owner to cater to their small preference...
But then quickly an MP7 appeared, followed by an UMP45, then came the FN P90...
Finally, even the rarely seen on the market, with noise suppression better than MP7, and easily swappable caliber module SIG MPX came out...
How could the Russians, who had been through tough times, have ever seen such a scene?
When Pigeon was fondly playing with a semi-automatic American M110A1 and a bolt-action M24, even more advanced models emerged...
Boss, I thing; I’ve only seen it in magazines, can I sleep with it at night? She must be gentler than my wife..."
Mountain Eagle laughed heartily as he handed over a newly unboxed MK20 SSR sniper rifle to Pigeon, saying with a smile, "She’s not gentle at all, I should have recorded what you just said, and play it for your wife when she comes to Kamui..."