Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 678 The oriole is behind
David, a big man from ISA, led two team members, a man and a woman, and trotted into the woods along the shadows inside the factory...

There is a semi-abandoned road to the north of the factory, where three mud-covered off-road vehicles are parked.

Big David stopped at the edge of the woods. He leaned against a big tree and waved to his two companions behind him...

The middle-aged commando with a crew cut and a goatee quickly came to the vicinity of the SUV under David's cover and checked. After confirming that there were no enemies, he quickly opened the door of the SUV parked on the outermost side, started the car, and quickly turned around on the spot.

David and a broad-shouldered, brown-haired female commando quickly stepped forward, opened the car door, and got in.

After the vehicle rushed out for several kilometers, the female commando in the back seat let out a long sigh, then suddenly kicked the passenger seat back hard and shouted angrily: "What the hell are you doing?
Now the SEAL Team 6 has died, and our people have died too..."

The big David's body was kicked forward and almost hit the front windshield. He put away his usual warm smile and looked back at the female assaulter with a cold face, saying: "Lance, I forgive you this time, there won't be a next time..."

When the female commando Lance heard this, she angrily leaned forward and grabbed David's shoulder, shouting, "I'm asking you a fucking question, what the fuck did you lead us to do?
Why would the fire of hell fall on one's own people?
Why do you want us to attack our own people?"

David struggled to break free from Lance's hand and said in a deep voice: "Mountain Eagle is not one of us. He is our bargaining chip to protect the safety of the hostages in the Marriott Hotel...

The terrorists agreed to exchange the life of the mountain eagle for the safety of the hostages in the hotel. This is an order from above, and all we have to do is to execute it. "

"Does it require the killing of SEAL Team Six to carry out the order?"

Lance stared angrily into David's eyes and said in a deep voice, "You son of a bitch never tell the truth. In fact, we are working with terrorists, right?
The angel of death who nearly froze us to death in the wilderness and played tricks on us...

You are working with him, right?

You knew all along that the factory was a trap, right?"

David was silent for a moment, and then said in a mechanical and flat tone: “This is our job, and we need to use some means to push us towards our goal.

The Angel of Death is not our collaborator, we are just using him to upset the balance in Syria.

The doctor president resisted our pressure and did not step down. Russia's activities in Syria have allowed them to maintain their influence in the Middle East, which has hindered our progress there."

David looked at Lance and said in a deep voice, “What else do you want to hear?
If you want to hear some heartwarming words, I'm sorry, I don't have any here!
We are ISA, the CIA Intelligence Support Group, and we are never allowed to operate in the United States...

When we come to Alaska, you should be mentally prepared that our responsibility has never been to fight terrorism, but to safeguard the interests of the entire country.

Compared to the benefits of mastering the situation in the Middle East, those seals are not worth mentioning, that mountain eagle is not worth mentioning, and even we are not worth mentioning!"

After listening to this, Lance fell back heavily on the backrest and said in a deep voice: "David, no matter whether what you said is true or not, we are all done now...

The SEAL Team Six will not give up, and neither will the Eagle."

David shook his head with a complicated expression and said, "If they are all dead, the matter will be over!

Do you really think that the people above will only call me when they encounter problems?
Lance, we are just tools, and there are many tools like us...

The state police special tactical team, which is rushing to the factory, will detain everyone at the scene after completing the rescue.

What we need to do now is to rush to the Marriott Hotel, accept the surrender of the terrorists inside, and then take control of the situation.

Victory will cover up a lot of problems and leave a lot of room for negotiation for those above."

Lance said with a grim expression: "How do you know they will protect us?"

"They won't..."

David shook his head and said, “We will be blamed and thrown into prison, and then one day someone will pick us up from prison with exemption documents, provide us with a new identity, and let us go to South America or the Middle East to continue our mission.

Lance, this is our job!
You may think this job is dirty, but this is the reality...

Without us, those politicians can't win any negotiations just by talking nonsense!"

Lance looked at David disappointedly and said, "When you recruited me, you said something else.

In fact, you also realize that we have been led by the angel of death, right?
What you call control is just pushing the angel of death to sprinkle death wherever you want.

You don’t care what he does in America, or how many people die…”

Lance then grasped the pistol on his waist with his right hand and said in a deep voice: "I quit!"

David looked back at Lance and her right hand holding the holster, shook his head and said, “Until our goal is achieved, none of us has the option of quitting.

You can try to put your gun to my head...

I can pretend that there is no way to let you go, and then you know what you will face! "

David glanced at his watch and said in a deep voice, "You have to decide quickly... We will arrive at the safe house soon, where a new team will join us and then cooperate with us to go to the Marriott Hotel to rescue the hostages.

Shanying is not dead, we must complete the mission before the Angel of Death gets the news, otherwise many people will die in the hotel..."

"Fuck..."

Lance hesitated for nearly a minute. She let go of the gun in frustration and said, "We will go to hell..."

David listened, sneered and said, “Do you still think you are a high school student?

From the moment we started this business, we had one foot in hell!

Don't forget why you joined us...

Vanity, excitement, disregard for rules, privilege, money...

These are the driving forces behind your joining us, not some bullshit ideals and honors.

If you really want honor, you should stay in the Special Forces and take responsibility for the murder of a dozen villagers in Afghanistan.

Lance, you are a crazy bitch with a bad bite...

You don’t think I did anything wrong, you just feel scared.”

"She should be afraid..."

A voice came from the back of the SUV. Shanying suddenly took off his camouflage and sat up from the trunk of the SUV. He quickly wrapped his left hand around Lance's neck and tightened it. He fired a shot at her thigh with the CZ75 in his right hand, causing her to straighten up in pain...

The tremendous strength of the Mountain Eagle's arms was simply not something a woman could contend with. The immense pain was accompanied by a strong feeling of suffocation. In the end, the feeling of suffocation prevailed, causing her to quickly lose consciousness.

Just as David in the passenger seat was about to draw his gun to fight back, an explosion suddenly occurred inside the hood of the SUV...

After a loud bang, the hood of the off-road vehicle suddenly bounced up and hit the windshield, and then the vehicle's transmission structure was instantly destroyed, and it lost control and rushed into the woods next to it...

"boom"

The moment the front of the off-road vehicle came into contact with the tree trunk, a dent occurred, and the airbag in the cab exploded instantly, hitting the goatee driver and David in the face...

Shanying's body was pressed against the back seat. He felt a violent shock at the moment of impact. Then, Lance's neck, which he had wrapped his arms around, made a crisp sound and was dislocated instantly.

Because of the road conditions, the vehicle was not traveling very fast. Shanying shook his head to ease the discomfort caused by the impact, then quickly opened the trunk, walked around to the passenger side with a pistol and opened the door...

The moment the car door opened, David, who seemed to have fainted, pounced on the mountain eagle like a tiger, grabbed the mountain eagle's waist with both hands and threw him to the ground.

The moment Shanying fell to the ground, he fired two shots at the cab, causing the driver inside to scream in pain. Then he dropped the pistol when his back touched the ground, and his left elbow pressed against the side of David's neck, causing him to groan...

During the struggle between the two sides, Shanying's body kept turning over and over like a python. After a few rounds, David's waist was clamped by Shanying's legs, and his right arm was locked by Shanying with a Kimura lock...

Shanying's right upper arm pressed against David's cheek and pressed him to the ground. At the same time, his arm went around David's shoulder blades and his palm held David's right wrist...

As his left hand pushed forward forcefully, David's shoulder was dislocated first, and then his upper arm made a crisp "crack" sound like a dry branch...

Under the force of the huge force, a pale bone stump with blood pierced through the flesh on the inside of David's right upper arm and stretched out of his body...

"what……"

David screamed in pain, and his left arm was pulled out from under his body and slapped the ground continuously...

Shanying turned his face to avoid the blood gushing out of David's arm, swam close to the ground, wrapped his legs around one of David's legs, and then held his calf against his chest with his left arm. Then he used an ankle lock to break David's right ankle and twisted his knee cruciate ligament at the same time...

"what……"

Great pain swept through David's body. He screamed loudly and twisted his body. His intact left hand picked up a piece of dirt from the ground and threw it at the mountain eagle...

Shanying turned his head to avoid the guy's weak counterattack, loosened his right leg that was broken into several sections, stood up, grabbed his belt and made him lie on the ground, then quickly searched...

Cell phones, radios, wrist tactical computers, and all the odds and ends that looked a bit dangerous were thrown aside...

Then he finished shooting the goatee in the cab, and dragged Lance, who had a dislocated neck in the back seat, out of the car...

“Kobe, you just heard it, the CIA has a deal with the Angel of Death, the terrorists in the Marriott Hotel will surrender to the CIA.

Send a helicopter to pick me up, and I will help you take over the Marriott Hotel…”

(End of this chapter)