Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 749 Delicious
The Mountain Eagles didn't refuse Chuckdy's request this time because he genuinely needed manpower...

Moreover, this time he doesn't need gunners like tanks or mailboxes, or assault troops like butchers or pirates, but rather several tough guys who can quickly adapt to the environment and endure hardship...

The Razer people are Inuit, and they have been hunting in the winter since they were young.

Sled was a Yakut warrior whose abilities he had personally verified through cooperative missions. Although this guy was a bit mentally unstable and seemed to have some self-destructive tendencies, his professional skills in cold regions were impeccable.

Chakdi...

Mountain Eagle had never directly fought Chakdy, nor had he witnessed the guy's fighting prowess firsthand, but the guy's tenacity was truly rare...

A guy who can get back up from his hospital bed despite a severe spinal fracture is definitely more determined than most people.

Moreover, while North Korea's early special forces may have had issues with other aspects of their capabilities, they were absolutely top-notch in terms of their ability to endure hardship.

On a winter night in Alaska, no matter how well-equipped a pampered soldier is, he's no match for a guy like this.

Looking at Chakdi's seemingly naturally bitter old face, Mountain Eagle smiled and said, "If you think you're okay, then I'd be happy to fight alongside you."

However, I must warn you beforehand that the wilderness environment in Alaska is harsh, and our enemies are extremely cunning and dangerous; anything can happen.

Chuckdy rolled up his sleeve, revealing a flexible exoskeleton patch attached to the outside of his arm. A forced smile appeared on his face as he said, "Boss, I have a wife and children. I won't do anything beyond my capabilities..."

The enemy has no planes or artillery, so this kind of open-field combat is what I'm best at!
Because this is what I've been training for from age 15 to 25...

The Alaskan ice fields are nothing compared to the winters in the mountains of North Korea!

After listening, Mountain Eagle nodded in agreement, then pulled Chakdy into the tent...

Seeing the children catching fish one after another due to the appearance of the school of fish, Zack, who was in charge of processing the fish, was already a bit overwhelmed. Mountain Eagle laughed heartily, walked over, picked up a knife, and began to help process the rainbow trout...

While the other children only wanted grilled fish, what Mountain Eagle wanted was a bit more complicated...

Seeing that Zack was discarding all the fish heads when processing them because there were too many fish, Mountain Eagle smiled and shook his head. He picked up a rainbow trout that was more than a foot long, chopped off the head an inch below it, and then cut open the rest of the fish's belly to grill it.

After chopping off four fish heads in succession, Mountain Eagle was finally satisfied and began the next steps...

Queda, an old fisherman, was very curious about what the mountain eagle was doing...

Fish heads are disliked in Alaska, not even by dogs, let alone people, because there's no meat in them.

Seeing that the children were already engrossed in their work, Queda approached Mountain Eagle and watched as he split the rainbow trout head in half. Then, with a hint of disdain, Mountain Eagle shook his head and said with a smile, "Boss, what exactly do you want to do with the fish head?"

The eagle reached out and removed the dark part from the fish's gills, leaving the pink part intact, then tossed it into a basin filled with snow...

After quickly processing the four fish heads, the mountain eagle used snow to clean the mucus off them.

When Queda asked the question, Mountain Eagle chopped two of the fish heads into small pieces about two and a half fingers wide, then put them in a large bowl, mixed them with scallions, ginger and various seasonings, poured in a little whiskey and mixed them well to marinate.

After finishing, Mountain Eagle smelled the sauce, nodded in satisfaction, and then placed a soup pot on the fire to heat the oil...

While waiting, he smiled at Queda and said, "There's not much meat in the fish heads here, but we Dongda people always find a way to squeeze out every last bit of nutrition from these things."

Although the fish head wasn't quite up to par, two fish heads could still make a pot of soup.

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle looked at Yue Yi, who was intently staring at the grilled fish, and said with a smile, "Just eating grilled fish isn't enough; you need some hot soup to sleep better tonight."

While they were talking, Mountain Eagle sprinkled scallions and ginger into the oil, sautéed them until fragrant, and then put the split fish head into the oil to fry for a while.

There were no professional tools here, and after a few minutes the aroma wafted up, but the fish head had fallen apart from being fried.

Queda, an Inuit, had never seen this way of eating before, and he couldn't understand how the Dongda people could turn a fish head full of bones into a delicacy...

Just as Queda was about to turn away after seeing the fish head fall apart, Mountain Eagle picked up the kettle of boiling water and poured the hot water into the oil pan...

Queda was surprised to find that the fish heads that had been fried into a mess and then mixed with boiling water actually turned into a pot of milky white fish head soup.

Looking at his creation, Mountain Eagle raised his eyebrows proudly at Queda, then sprinkled salt and chicken bouillon on the soup after it boiled, and placed the pot on the top of the tripod to simmer.

Then, Mountain Eagle checked the time, found a frying pan, and carefully fried the marinated fish head pieces until golden brown on both sides before setting them aside...

He then quickly washed the frying pan, added a little oil, and then placed the chopped onions and celery inside. He then placed the fried fish head pieces on top of the vegetables. Next, he creatively placed a piece of butter in the middle of the fish head. When the oil and vegetables in the pan started to sizzle, he covered the pan with the lid and placed it on the middle rack of a tripod to start slow baking.

Queda was curious about the braised fish head that Mountain Eagle had painstakingly prepared. He leaned closer to the pot to smell it, then looked at Mountain Eagle and said, "Boss, is there any point in eating this? It won't fill you up at all!"

Queda's question startled Mountain Eagle, who then said with a smile, "There's a saying at Dongda University: 'One should not be too particular about the fineness of food, nor too particular about the delicacy of its preparation.' The truly delicious food is not meant to fill you up."

I just really want to fill my stomach; rice, noodles, or something similar would be better and cheaper.

This is the wisdom of Tokyo University's cuisine: no matter what we have, we can turn it into a delicious side dish, and it's also more nutritionally balanced.

The people at the University of Tokyo are different from you. You guys only know how to drink on your own, and you can eat some olives as a side dish. But the people at the University of Tokyo could fill a whole cookbook just with the snacks to go with their drinks.

"If you don't believe me, try my baked fish head later. I guarantee you'll drink more alcohol!"

The eagle's words stunned Quetta, but his son beside him let him down...

Seeing the first rainbow trout roasting until it smelled delicious, Yue hurriedly shoved the fish meat onto a large plate and exclaimed, "The fish head isn't tasty at all, the fish meat is the real treat..."

"Dad, try the fish I grilled. We're not eating fish heads anymore; it's too much work and there's hardly any meat!"

The mountain eagle was amused by the meat-loving boy, so he reached out, picked up a piece of fish, and popped it into his mouth to taste it...

After swallowing the dry and bitter fish, Mountain Eagle pinched his nose, gave a thumbs up, and said, "The taste is alright, but it's a bit overcooked, and the sauce is too thick."

"Quickly let others try it too, so you can improve your cooking skills..."

After listening, Yue Yi, holding the grilled fish, first found the oldest man, Old Qiao, and then let everyone try it...

Seeing his son, who had been criticized by Luna for grilling fish, become determined to improve and continue his efforts, Mountain Eagle happily stepped forward and personally guided his son on how to grill...

Actually, the barbecuing skills of the mountain eagle are just average, but the quality of the fish is indeed excellent, and there is a sufficient amount of various barbecue seasonings. As long as you control the heat a little and don't overcook it, the taste won't be too bad.

Yue Yi is indeed willing to put in the effort when it comes to things that interest him. The little guy firmly remembers the number of times his father flipped the food and sprinkled the seasonings, and even the height of the flames.

Whether this counts as a gifted talent or not, the mountain eagle doesn't know. Anyway, the restless Luna was very unhappy that Yue Yi had monopolized her father, so she came over to learn how to grill fish, but no matter how she grilled it, it was always burnt.

Watching his son proudly display his freshly grilled fish to everyone, then return to his 'grilling spot' with a satisfied smile amidst the praise...

Then look at Luna, who, after repeated defeats, quickly gave up her dream of becoming a chef and instead became a customer, leaning against her father's chest and patiently waiting for her meal to be served...

Sometimes, personality really can determine destiny!

Mountain Eagle didn't think there was anything wrong with keeping a four-year-old boy busy, nor did he think there was anything wrong with a five-year-old girl being lazy.

Watching the children laugh and play, their personalities were fully revealed. Although conflicts would arise from time to time, they would make up as soon as they were done...

Mountain Eagle suddenly understood the significance of brothers and sisters in a family!

Regardless of the final outcome, siblings influence and shape each other's personalities.

It is often said that parents are the best teachers for their children, but in reality, it is impossible for parents to understand their children's thoughts from their perspective.

Because most people, apart from a few major events, don't remember how they felt when they were young facing complex environments. They just subconsciously think that they went through the same thing when they were young, so their child can definitely do it too.

In reality, children often don't understand what their parents say, but they are more sensitive to the feedback from their siblings.

Parents only need to provide appropriate guidance, letting them take care of each other while playing. Occasionally, showing weakness can stimulate their sense of responsibility, which not only saves a lot of trouble but is also more effective than repeated lecturing.

As Mountain Eagle watched the children laughing and playing, he felt a strong sense of satisfaction, even more so than when he had successfully completed a project...

When the pan used to bake the fish head began to emit a caramelized aroma, Mountain Eagle quickly took the pan down and placed it on the edge of the fire pit to keep it warm. Then he served everyone a bowl of the already stewed fish head soup...

Just as he took out his drinks, ready to share a sip with Old Joe and Queda, there was a sudden noise outside...

Tiffany and Lilith, covered in frost, carried the unconscious Marta into the tent...

(End of this chapter)