Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 742 It begins
What kind of methods the other party might use, Mountain Eagle simply couldn't imagine...

When Mountain Eagle looked at the Edward Foundation, it was always shrouded in mystery. He could hardly sense how much power they actually possessed.

However, compared to the anxiety shown by Blood Fox, Mountain Eagle himself was relatively optimistic...

Gathering the most important people in your life around you is inherently a risky thing.

He has made ample preparations. If he were to lose his composure because of the slightest movement of his opponent, he would only be adding unnecessary anxiety to himself.

Blood Fox, being an intelligence officer by training, has a completely different perspective from Mountain Eagle. In this old guy's eyes, any suspicious detail should be thoroughly investigated.

However, in the eyes of the mountain eagle, the fact that the other side knew that he was lying in wait at the brown bear camp, yet still made so much noise in an attempt to disrupt his plans or to make him lose his composure through such harassment, was actually a sign of their weakness.

If they really had such strong mobilization capabilities or weapons, they could just overwhelm them directly; there would be no need for all this unnecessary stuff.

Faced with the old man Blood Fox's obvious anxiety, Mountain Eagle thought for a moment and said, "Abandoning the airport and gathering everyone at the Brown Bear Camp will indeed leave us with no way out."

However, if our opponent's goal this time is merely to cut off our retreat, then I will disappoint him, because I am not only building a brown bear camp, but I also have Wayne's Indian tribe and valley as a retreat route.

For some time now, Ruby has been working with the Native Americans to move supplies to their territory and stockpile necessary resources.

In fact, if a full-scale war were to break out, I could immediately assemble an indigenous armed force of about 300 people.

They might not be able to defeat their opponents head-on, but if they could drag them into the woods, those Native American hunters would certainly make them suffer terribly.

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle looked at Blood Fox, who was slightly surprised, and said with his hands outstretched, "You have to trust my judgment. I brought my wife and children here not so that the enemy could wipe us out, but to prove to them that even if I put the opportunity in front of them, they are useless."

The people of Dongda University believe in the art of subduing the enemy without fighting. I put myself and my family on the chessboard when I was at a disadvantage. What I wanted was not just a few lives, but to gain the upper hand on a psychological level.

Just like the battle between Arctic Fox and the Tijuana Cartel back then, your victory wasn't due to overwhelming your opponent in terms of strength, because whether it's money or manpower, Arctic Fox is far inferior to the Tijuana Cartel...

The reason for your victory is that you increased the cost to your opponents by constantly inflicting losses and instilled fear in the Tijuana Group's top management through continuous killing, thereby triggering their internal conflicts.

The Edward Foundation is definitely much stronger than Tijuana Corporation, but the fact that this guy used so many tricks actually makes me less worried.

This is a venomous snake, but the icy and snowy landscape of Alaska will limit its activity. As long as we remain calm and composed, this snake will eventually emerge.

To be honest, if I still lose after all this preparation, then I should either bow down to the other side or take my family and men somewhere no one can find and start over.

Blood Fox didn't seem to agree with Mountain Eagle's idea, but the old man had one good point: he wouldn't argue with Mountain Eagle on such uncertain issues.

Because instead of getting bogged down in details that might lead people astray, sometimes the best approach is to trust the victor's intuition!

Blood Fox pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "What you said makes sense, but I'm still a little uneasy."

Anchorage is such a small place, and it's winter now. You even had the state police monitoring all the hotels. If the Demon Gang were here, there shouldn't have been no reaction.

Mountain Eagle, don't simply interpret the confrontation as a battle between two organizations. In reality, any confrontation, when brought to a head, is ultimately a battle between individuals.

Since the other side has already set its sights on the airport, I suggest you abandon the helicopter and choose the King Air or simply use transport planes as the means of transportation between the two sides.

You yourself said that you have made ample preparations at the brown bear camp, so your only weakness is in the air.

When you are in the air, and when the enemy has air superiority...

Mountain Eagle immediately realized that Blood Fox was reminding him that if the enemy's attention was on the airport, then their focus would be on attacking vital points.

The most fatal thing for him would definitely be having his flight path locked and then being intercepted midway.

Of the aircraft he owned, only the King Air and C-27A had the flight altitude to avoid potential ground attacks.

Seeing that Mountain Eagle understood her meaning, Blood Fox said seriously, "It's obvious that the enemy is adjusting their actions based on your movements, so you'd better get Tessa and the others out of here as soon as possible..."

Mountain Eagle understood Blood Fox's unspoken message. He frowned and said, "Aren't you coming back with me?"

Blood Fox glanced at the prisoners who were urinating and defecating, and frowned as he said, "We have so many prisoners; there's a lot of information worth digging out from them."

Taking them to the brown bear camp isn't practical. I'll stay here to handle this; you have the puppy team stay and help me.

As Blood Fox spoke, his eyes turned sinister, "Since we can't see through their plans, let's go against them."

They want to force us to abandon the airport, but we won't do that. I'm going to drive a stub here and see if I can find any clues to expose our opponents.

He hired so many people to cause us trouble, he couldn't possibly have left no clues at all. As long as I can identify him, I'll have a way to take him down!

Since you've already made preparations, you probably don't need me and the two old men, the elk and me. Give me a few days to sort things out here, and then I'll have the gray wolves fly over and join you."

Mountain Eagle and Blood Fox have very different ways of thinking, but he has to admit that the saying "an elder in the family is a treasure" still holds true!
In the underworld, respecting old men like these is the only responsible thing to do! Nodding in approval of Blood Fox's arrangement, Mountain Eagle led the two old men out of the room, stood in the corridor pointing to the other rooms holding prisoners, and asked, "What do you plan to do with them?"

Blood Fox frowned and said, "Of course we should kill them. Why should we let them live and waste food?"

"You have to be prepared to die if you do this job!"

Mountain Eagle shook his head slightly and said, "These people are just mercenaries. A pile of corpses doesn't mean much to me."

My purpose in fighting is to make a name for myself, and only by keeping these people alive can I help spread fear.

You ask them first, and if you can't get anything out of them, then arrange for a C-27A transport plane to send these people to El Salvador.

I had them locked up, then their bosses or family members had to pay ransom for them.

Blood Fox chuckled and said, "Do you think their lives are worth anything after all they've become mercenaries?"

I know the Highland Legion; they're a mercenary group formed by a bunch of unemployed Scottish veterans who couldn't find a way out.

Don't let their European background fool you; their lives are actually quite cheap. For 120 euros a day, they'd be willing to go to Afghanistan for guard duty and patrols.

Mountain Eagle said nonchalantly, "You can still work even if you don't have money..."

Make them sign IOUs, then work to pay off their debts. Once you figure out their financial situation, controlling these guys who work for money isn't difficult at all.

After listening, Blood Fox looked at Mountain Eagle with some curiosity and said, "Aren't you worried at all? You just wiped out almost half of them a few hours ago."

Mountain Eagle leaned against a door, looking through the glass at the man's gruesome state inside, and shook his head, saying, "They tried to kill me, and then I fought back..."

I spared the rest of them without holding a grudge and gave them the chance to redeem themselves.

According to European custom, this was a very chivalrous act on my part. If they hold a grudge against me, it's because they lack awareness.

"Good reputation," "good manners," and "following the rules"—I need to find a way to imprint these three characteristics in the minds of people in the underworld.

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle looked at Blood Fox, whose face showed a complicated expression, and said seriously, "Actually, if I could, I wouldn't even want to kill all of Vincent and the people sent by the Sinaloa Group..."

Only if they are alive can I place a 'ransom' advertisement on the international intermediary company's website, thus maximizing the promotion of my achievements in Alaska.

This way, more people will know that my subsequent retaliatory actions are targeted and purposeful!

Blood Fox then realized that Mountain Eagle wasn't focused on the present. While others were paying attention to the present, he had already set his sights on the future after victory and even started planning how to gain even greater benefits.

The old man, Blood Fox, sighed and said, "What you want is completely different from what we want. This is probably why we've worked hard our whole lives without success..."

As she spoke, Blood Fox suddenly waved her hand, somewhat disinterested, and said, "You can go now, leave this to me..."

Mountain Eagle didn't know what had gotten into the old man. He looked around the rooms and stopped outside the room where the two Japanese were being held. He asked, "What's their situation?"
Chakdi said they followed us all the way from Thailand. Who are they?

Blood Fox went over and took a look. The Japanese couple in the room hadn't fully recovered from the anesthetic gas they'd been using...

"I haven't had a chance to ask any questions yet, but they have tattoos that are typical of Japanese gangsters, so their origins shouldn't be hard to trace."

Blood Fox urged again, "Tessa has arrived, so we can put things in Thailand on hold for now."

Even if Pirate King Faiz's reach is long, it can't reach Alaska. After I get the information, I will send a 'ransom advertisement' to their boss as you requested, and then decide what to do next based on their attitude.
You're wealthy now, and you can only deal with those giants who have bought insurance from international intermediary companies yourself. But for others, some revenge work can be outsourced...

I know many small teams that offer great value for money; it's wise to spend money when necessary!

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Just as Mountain Eagle and his crew boarded the Sky King and began their journey towards the Brown Bear Camp...

A Cenat transport plane takes off from an airport in Fairbanks...

A handsome, impeccably dressed young man sat quietly in the cabin, watching the twelve soldiers in snow camouflage combat uniforms beside him...

A middle-aged man with a neatly trimmed beard fiddled with several ammunition crates on the floor. After confirming that the parachutes were secured, he looked up at the handsome young man and said loudly, "Sir, we're ready..."

The handsome young man reached out and tugged at the satellite phone clipped to the middle-aged soldier's chest, nodded, and said, "Remember, don't rush into action after you've parachuted in. Wait for my call..."

That mountain eagle thought he could run a fortified village by winning over the indigenous people. You're responsible for proving that this so-called fortified village is just a burden.

(End of this chapter)