Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 681 Tactical Deception
"Azrael-Ammu-Manat"

"Azrael-Ammu-Manat"

"........."

According to David's previous instructions, Mountain Eagle searched for the radio signal used by the terrorists, and then repeatedly called in code.

When the helicopter approached the top floor of the hotel, it did not encounter any rocket or machine gun attacks, which made Shanying certain that his previous assumption was correct.

The CIA has been making trouble all the time. It's not that they are stubborn and think that others can't do anything to them, but they are confident that they can get in and finish it with the lowest cost. At that time, they can not only demonstrate their own capabilities, but also highlight the incompetence of the Department of Homeland Security.

For organizations within the same country, the fight for budgets is a war.

In this situation, it is normal for each other to hold each other back, not to mention that the CIA has its own tasks to accomplish.

The helicopter hovered about 15 meters above the rooftop helipad. Shanying called on the tank holding the Gatling gun sitting by the door to cover him, and then he jumped down from the helicopter with one hand grabbing a rope...

The strong grip, coupled with the protection of tactical gloves, allows Mountain Eagle to free up one hand to hold the gun for alert during the rappelling process.

No accident happened...

The sleds, butchers, and pirates that followed closely formed a defense circle with the mountain eagle as the center, allowing the heavily loaded tanks and mailboxes to slowly come down to ensure their safety.

The pigeon who stayed on the helicopter with a sniper rifle on guard said loudly on the radio: "6 people, 4 on the right side of the rooftop exit, 2 on the north side of the exit, and there seems to be someone inside the exit..."

Shanying stared at the exit on the roof and raised his thumb to the sky. After the mailbox and the tank landed one after another, he glanced at the butcher, nodded slightly, and then rubbed the camouflage on his face with his hands...

"You don't recognize me?"

The butcher nodded slightly and said, "People who are not familiar with it will definitely not recognize it..."

Shanying nodded, picked up the UMP45 submachine gun, and gestured to the others to keep their distance and surround the entrance to the rooftop.

Even though Shanying approached in an aggressive manner, the terrorists still did not open fire. They simply took advantage of the cover of the equipment on the rooftop, aimed with their automatic rifles, and watched Shanying and his men approach coldly.

When Shanying got closer, he saw someone holding an RPG in the shadows in the stairwell at the rooftop exit...

When the helicopter was about 25 meters away, Shanying raised his fist to signal everyone to stop moving forward, and then waved his hand to signal the helicopter to leave.

The departure of the helicopter eased the tension of the terrorists a little...

Shanying continued to hold the gun in his right hand, and in his left hand he held a radio connected to the terrorist channel, and said loudly: "Azrael-Amu-Manat...

We are the CIA, I am David, a friend of the Angel of Death, lay down your weapons and surrender to me, I will send you to a beautiful place to stay for a while. "

Obviously not all the terrorists knew about the deal between the Angel of Death and the CIA. After the communication was cut off, they could no longer receive orders from the Angel of Death, and they were also unable to know what was happening at the factory.

I heard the call from Shanying on the radio. A few minutes later, a middle-aged man with long curly hair and a neatly groomed beard walked out of the stairwell under the escort of two armed terrorists...

He looked at Shanying and the others, his eyes lingering for a moment on the god-like Tank holding a Gatling gun, then he waved at Shanying with the radio, signaling him to come closer...

Both sides were very cautious. Mountain Eagle gestured to the mailboxes and tanks on the outside of the two wings to follow behind and provide cover. Then he led the butchers, pirates, and sleds and slowly approached with their guns pointed downwards.

This is a cautious test...

Sure enough, when the other party saw Shanying and his men approaching with guns pointed at them, the curly-haired Middle Eastern youth signaled the people around him to put down their guns. However, the two people behind the exit did not come out, and in the equipment area of the air outlet, only two of the four people came out.

Shanying walked to a place about 5 meters away from the curly-haired young man. He simply put down the UMP45 in his hand, spread his hands and said, "Hey, it's over..."

The curly-haired young man frowned as he looked at the camouflaged mountain eagle and said, "Have you completed Azrail's request?"

Shanying took two steps forward with his hands spread out. Seeing the other party tightening his rifle cautiously, he stopped and raised his hands and said, "Wow, wow, wow...

Man, calm your people down, I'm here to help you."

The curly-haired young man seemed to hate the CIA very much. He stared into Shanying's eyes and said, "Answer my question!"

Shanying spread his hands and said, "It's actually very simple. A Gray Eagle drone and a Hellfire missile...

But the time given by the Angel of Death was too tight, and we arrived a little late, so your people suffered heavy losses."

When the curly-haired young man heard this, he frowned and said, "Are you sure that the mountain eagle is dead?"

Shanying heard this and waved his hand impatiently, saying, "We are in a hurry to clean up your mess, and we don't have time to carefully distinguish among those charred corpses.

Can't you sons of bitches be a little more cooperative?
My superiors are losing patience with you guys because you keep raising the prices again and again and making it hard for us to do our job.

This is your last chance. If you say no again, I will send a helicopter to pick us up.

The Secret Service and State Special Forces are ready downstairs..."

Shanying's somewhat irritable tone obviously scared the curly-haired young man... These so-called ISIS terrorists may be fanatical, warlike, and not afraid of death, but that is only in their own territory.

Once upon a time, terrorists in the Middle East dared to hijack planes and crash them into buildings. Determined terrorists would tie bombs to their bodies and walk towards the crowd with a calm expression.

just now……

Almost all the well-known terrorist organizations active in the Middle East have received funding from Western NGOs.

Those small organizations that are not yet famous and are working hard are also waiting for NGOs or spies to come to them and provide them with funding or political support.

The anti-Americanism of terrorists in the Middle East has become a joke. The extremes of extremist organizations like ISIS are daring to fight and do things, but they are also connected to the CIA...

The Angel of Death seemed to act recklessly, but his entire operation completed the three key tasks of "becoming famous", "making money" and "selling well"...

Needless to say, fame...

The purpose of the Angel of Death running around is to raise funds for ISIS and seek political support, that is, to make money and sell good things...

Cooperating with the CIA is only one part of seeking political support. This guy also accepted a commission from France. Shanying has no idea how much money he made. When dealing with such a big country's intelligence agency, it is normal to get some benefits other than money.

Shanying didn't know before, but now he has figured it out. The Angel of Death has connections with the CIA, France, and the Edward Foundation...

He used the idea of the CIA to destabilize Syria and gave the CIA a pass.

Accept the commission from France, make money and sell good things to this NATO power at the same time.

Eventually, he used the virus in his hands to contact the Edward Foundation. While seizing their weak points to make a lot of money, he was also able to use their Zionist background to obtain funding and investment from Israel.

It is no secret that Israel is the largest investor in terrorism in the Middle East.

As a country with territorial disputes with Syria, Israel has provided a lot of financial and equipment assistance to terrorist anti-government organizations in Syria.

ISIS, an organization that occupies a large area of land on the border between Iraq and Syria, is now in desperate need of the support of the Israeli army, the troublemaker in the Middle East.

Now as long as those foreign affairs personnel in the hotel are not dead, the matter will not be unresolved. At that time, people will only remember the ferocity and publicity of the angel of death, but there will not be too many blockades and confiscations that are actually carried out.

He got benefits while gaining reputation. This business reminded Shanying of the black fox who was tortured by the blood fox to a state worse than death and finally chopped into pieces.

With clear ideas and clear goals, we will attack on multiple fronts and dare to leverage our chips...

They don't focus on winning at a certain point, but rather pursue winning a line, and then winning big at certain nodes on this line!

When facing the Black Fox, the Mountain Eagle was able to avoid being led into a ditch thanks to its advanced equipment and clear thinking.

Although he was led by the Black Fox for half the journey, he finally overtook it in Alaska.

Finally, they pinned the Black Fox down in Alaska, achieved the final victory, and completed the largest original accumulation.

This incident was similar, but Shanying behaved more maturely this time. He realized from the beginning that he was in danger...

In a one-on-three situation, he kept pushing Agent Kobe to rush to the front to stir up the confrontation. He even took advantage of the sense of crisis among a group of people in Washington and turned the Angel of Death and the Edward Foundation into a project, which laid a big bomb for them.

Now that he has finally seen through the greatest interests of these three parties, it is time for him to reap the benefits!
Seeing that the curly-haired young man was obviously intimidated by him, Shanying took a step forward impatiently, pushed away a Middle Eastern man who was staring at him covetously, looked him up and down and said, "Do you want to die?"

Seeing the Middle Eastern man getting angry, Shanying sneered and pushed him away with his shoulder. He walked in front of the curly-haired young man and said in a deep voice: "I'll say it one last time, I'm not responsible for answering your questions, I'm only responsible for taking you to a safe place.

Do you have any other questions, you son of a bitch?"

The curly-haired young man stared at Shanying for a few seconds, then reluctantly lowered his head and said, "No..."

Shanying looked around, then took another half step forward and said, "Let your people meet up on the 10th floor of the hotel. I will make you all suffer a little, but I won't harm your lives. I want them not to have any misunderstandings...

Notify me now, I'm in a fucking hurry, I don't want the CIA to notice anything wrong..."

The curly-haired young man didn't hear any flaws. He took out his radio and spoke a few words quickly in Arabic, then turned sideways and made an inviting gesture to Shanying...

Shanying saw that the people who had not appeared in the stairwell had relaxed their guard. He suddenly asked, "How many people are there in total?"

The curly-haired young man answered subconsciously: "24..."

As he was talking, he suddenly felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong...

Just when he was distracted, Shanying suddenly put his left hand around his shoulders and pulled him into the stairwell. Then, as soon as he entered, a Ruger silent pistol appeared in his right hand like magic...

"Tramp, tramp, tramp, tramp..."

(End of this chapter)