Capítulo 1701: Chapter 1680: Reorganizing the Black Demon

Gao Yang’s original plan was to talk with Pavlovich for five minutes, at most only five minutes, but once he started talking, he couldn’t stop. After talking for a whole half-hour, Gao Yang had to forcibly end the conversation. The adrenaline rush was too strong, and he feared Pavlovich would be too agitated to handle it.

Speaking of engaging in a conspiracy targeting a certain country, or rather a group of countries, with the identity of mercenaries, not seeking occupation, only aiming to gain the maximum benefit when the time is right, Pavlovich became excited the moment Gao Yang just hinted at it.

Black Demon, known as the world’s only all-round unit, true in its versatility, excelled at subversion, adept at assassination, unafraid of frontal assaults, and although intelligence work was an understatement, they excelled at it nonetheless.

The Soviet Union, with its national strength, cultivated one Black Demon, and though the Soviet Union is gone and Black Demon aged, the legend continues.

The current Black Demon can now be declared completely disbanded because Black Demon is down to just two people.

Of course, in normal terms, Black Demon was long since dismantled from the day the Soviet Union dissolved, but even when it lost its official status, this team still existed.

As long as the people remain, the team remains.

But now, even the people of Black Demon are gone.

At the end of the battle, Black Demon was originally left with three people, including an old man named Telekin, who eventually died from his severe injuries. This left Black Demon with only two people, a once-glorious team reduced to two people, by any means considered completely finished.

However, even though the Black Demon unit has come to an end, the legend is bound to continue because two people remain.

Certain teams, certain people, even if only one remains, can still achieve earth-shattering deeds, and the surviving Pavlovich and Hammer of Black Demon clearly belong to this category.

After a detailed discussion with Pavlovich about his arrangements in Yemen and possible future upheavals in the Middle East, Pavlovich enthusiastically became a teacher for Gao Yang, wanting to teach Gao Yang what to do now.

If Pavlovich weren’t still in a critical period, Gao Yang would have listened carefully, but he dared not let Pavlovich continue talking.

Gao Yang is someone who follows medical advice, yet he couldn’t bear to interrupt Pavlovich, because previously Pavlovich, like Hammer, believed that dying was more fitting than living on. But after learning that Gao Yang intended to invite him to oversee a grand national strategy, Pavlovich seemed to have suddenly come alive.

It’s that kind of having lost a sense of existence, only to suddenly find a sense of purpose in life again.

Gao Yang stood by Pavlovich’s bedside, watching Pavlovich, whose complexion was rosy and breathing somewhat rapid, and whispered, “Hammer is in Germany. He has recovered well. Once your situation improves, I will send you to Germany, and when your body fully recovers, you can go to Yemen. So don’t rush now, take good care of yourself, you have plenty of time to consider how to proceed with future tasks. Now I can no longer talk more with you, you need to rest.”

Pavlovich looked at Gao Yang and said rapidly, “I’m still fine, listen to me, go publish an ad in the Russian Labor Newspaper with the title ‘Russian Black Farmstead Reopening, Urgently Seeking Collaborators’, signed Kavasily Gorando Ben, then leave your phone number, that’s all.”

What Pavlovich said was in Russian, and after Gao Yang pondered it carefully, he looked at Pavlovich and asked, “What do you mean? What’s the purpose?”

Pavlovich exclaimed excitedly, “Reassemble Black Demon!”

Gao Yang’s heart pounded, then he whispered, “Reassemble Black Demon?”

“Yes, reassemble Black Demon!”

Pavlovich nodded gently, took a deep breath, and whispered, “When Black Demon was disbanded, we were all unwilling, but our inaction let the situation become irreversible, so we had no choice but to accept disbandment and being sent home, but some of us felt things couldn’t just end like this.”

Gao Yang didn’t speak; he was very excited but stayed quiet and listened to Pavlovich finish.

Pavlovich, still having some difficulty speaking, rested for a moment before continuing with labored breaths, “We all thought there might be a day when things could change, so we planned that if the situation changed, we’d come out and do something together again, so some of us made an agreement on a way to contact, by publishing such an ad in the Labor Newspaper.”

Sighing, Pavlovich whispered, “Some people went to new units, some went home, over twenty years have gone by, the Soviet Union has become a memory, and no one has ever published that ad in a newspaper. It was actually expected, because when we made the agreement we knew the Soviet Union was gone for good, we made this agreement just because we didn’t want to accompany the Soviet Union into history, we merely harbored fantasies, known to be fantasies.”

Gao Yang whispered, “Then about you and those fallen brothers…”

Pavlovich smiled slightly and whispered, “We did not gather for the same goal, we just regrouped to find something to do because we were bored. Do you understand the difference?”

Gao Yang nodded, and Pavlovich smiled contentedly, then with a touch of fervor said, “I don’t know how many are still alive, or how many could see that ad, but I think we should try, whether to fight the Butter Knife or exert ourselves in Yemen. I think, perhaps Black Demon can still try to do something, our time is running out, we’re old, dying soon, maybe there are some who, like me, don’t wish to die in a hospital bed.”

Gao Yang’s heart was pounding hard, and he whispered, “How many do you think can be gathered, and if someone does call me, what should I say?”

Pavlovich laughed, “Give me a phone, only I can answer this phone. As for how many we can find, I don’t know, maybe not even one. Besides, nobody really reads a newspaper anymore, but still, we should try, you only know by trying. Newspapers are outdated, but we’re outdated people. Maybe there’s some old-timer like me who reads the paper every day, just hoping to see an ad like that.”

Gao Yang exhaled, and gravely said, “I’ll give you a mobile phone, and immediately place an ad in the Labor Newspaper, continuously, the same ad daily, until someone starts to contact you.”