Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 760 Many People

Mountain Eagle took a few vials of morphine from the doctor's medical kit, deftly injected them into the men, and then, as they recovered, waved them in front of them...

The doctor's face was severely burned by the white phosphorus spray from the armor-piercing incendiary bomb, one eye was obviously blind, and most of his face was covered with blood-red craters, resembling the surface of the moon.

However, this injury only appears serious. Compared to the trauma suffered by the other two injured, disfigurement is the easiest injury to recover from.

Mountain Eagle waved his hand in front of the doctor, and seeing that the doctor's pupils unconsciously followed his hand, he said, "You can hear me, right?"

I need you to answer a few questions for me. If your answers satisfy me, I will take you to a safe place to rest.

The doctor stared at the mountain eagle with his good eye. After a few seconds, his pupil suddenly contracted violently, and he said with a mixture of surprise and pain, "You are the mountain eagle..."

Mountain Eagle nodded matter-of-factly and said, "Of course, it's the real deal. You came here to find me, so you must have seen my photos."

As he spoke, the mountain eagle glanced at the two men huddled on the ground beside him, one of whom had his abdomen soaked with blood and urine...

Mountain Eagle reached out and turned the doctor's face toward the guy, saying in a deep voice, "Your companion can still be saved, but it's hard to say what will happen in a while."

"You're a military medic, so you should know very well that in this kind of low temperature, once the blood and urine freeze on the skin, that guy will die very quickly."

The doctor, probably convinced he was doomed, gave a bitter laugh, shook his head, and said, "It makes no difference; we're all going to die sooner or later anyway..."

As he spoke, he looked into the mountain eagle's eyes with a mixture of despair and bitterness and said, "Someone betrayed us, didn't they?"

"Don't torture me and my buddies. Just tell me what you want to ask, and I'll answer truthfully. I only ask that you give us a quick death!"

Mountain Eagle liked this kind of clever person. He didn't rush to ask questions, but instead gathered some firewood around and found a box of solid fuel blocks among the scattered supplies. He used this specially treated solidified gasoline to light the campfire.

As the flames rose, Mountain Eagle noticed the strange expressions on the faces of the three wounded men. He didn't offer any explanation, but instead used the tarpaulin on site to set up a windbreak for them...

After taking care of everything, Mountain Eagle surveyed the scene, then picked up a box full of bullets to use as a stool. After sitting down, he used multi-tools to cut the bandages on the doctor's hands...

Seeing the doctor's puzzled expression, Mountain Eagle smiled and tossed him the medical kit, saying, "I'm not in a particular hurry, so you can answer my questions while you're treating your comrade..."

This guy's bladder is ruptured; if we don't hurry, he'll kill himself with his own urine.

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle looked at the doctor who was standing there in a daze, spread his hands and said, "Don't you want to save them?"
I thought all medical officers in the world shared the same idea…

Upon hearing this, the doctor forcefully opened the medical kit and took out a pair of scissors...

He first glanced at the mountain eagle, then followed its gaze to the pistol holster, which had its safety released.

Knowing he couldn't possibly be as fast as the Mountain Eagle, the medic grunted, bent down to cut the bandages on the wounded man's feet, then knelt in front of him and quickly unfastened his tactical vest and trousers...

The doctor forcefully ripped open the wounded man's pants, revealing two tiny bloody holes in his lower abdomen. With a grim expression, he laid the man on his side and examined his waist...

After confirming that it was not a penetrating wound, the doctor quickly made a judgment. He turned to look at Mountain Eagle and said in a deep voice, "His bladder has been ruptured. He needs surgery as soon as possible, otherwise chemical peritonitis will kill him."

Mountain Eagle spread his hands and said, "That's not my problem. You're a doctor; you're the one who decides his life or death."

Upon hearing this, the doctor said dejectedly, "We surrender. Either kill us or treat us fairly."

Mountain Eagle chuckled and said, "Buddy, you're not a regular army. Only national teams wearing regular military uniforms enjoy the protection of the Geneva Convention."

Of course, I am a reasonable person, and if possible, I would be happy to offer you some humanitarian treatment.

But first you need to answer a few questions for me..."

Whether they're medics or regular doctors, anyone who can pick up a scalpel is intelligent...

After hearing what the mountain eagle said, the doctor struggled to move his two injured companions toward the fire, then slumped to the ground and said, "Actually, we're all going to die eventually, right?"
You don't need to use this method to pressure us. I've said it before, whatever you ask, I'll tell you what I know.

Mountain Eagle shook his head slightly and said, "A few months ago, you wouldn't have had a chance to talk to me at all, but I've decided to change my style now, so you have a chance to fight for your survival."

Soon my men will capture the rest of you, and then I will send you to the brown bear camp where you will be able to receive treatment.

Of course, don't expect any great treatment. After all, you came to kill me. Letting you live is already my biggest concession.

The doctor shook his head and said, "You want to use us to blackmail our boss?"

"Then you're definitely mistaken. We're just soldiers who risk their lives for money..."

Mountain Eagle and the Doctor were completely on different wavelengths. He added a few more pieces of firewood to the campfire, then, looking at the Doctor's terrible face, he thought for a moment, set up a camera stand beside him, turned on his phone's camera mode, and said, "Tell me your name, the unit you served in, how many of you were there, what their names were, and what their distinguishing features were?" The Doctor had no will to resist at this point. He knew where he was, and he knew that even if he channeled Captain America and killed Mountain Eagle, he couldn't possibly walk out of this icy wilderness alone while injured…

In fact, the three wounded soldiers who were left behind knew what they were about to face. Since they didn't have the courage to kill themselves when the enemy showed up, all that was left was to answer every question and see how their luck was.

That's how it is with soldiers in irregular armies. Most of them will resist when captured, but if they can't hold out, they'll confess, and then they'll die!
This is standard procedure, but the doctors felt that given the extent of their injury, they could skip the initial, brute-force approach...

"Dennis Calvin, I was a medic trained in the Wild Boys before joining the Demons after my discharge due to financial problems."

We have two teams with a total of 24 people. The number one of the Cod Squad is Karl, and the number one of the Chimera Squad is Cohen..."

The doctor glanced at the body not far away, then looked down and said, "His name was Lin Qi, he was a machine gunner..."

The one with the abdominal injury is Billy, and the one with the back injury is McLevin; he's the demolition expert for the Chimera team, and he broke his back during a parachute jump last night.

Mountain Eagle nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Who is your commander, and what is the objective of your mission?"

The doctor sighed and said, "All I know is that his name is Colonel Chuck. Our mission is to attack the Indian village from the north, near the Brown Bear Camp."

Mountain Eagle looked at the doctor, whose facial muscles were trembling. He knew the doctor hadn't said everything, but he didn't care, because he had already basically figured out the group's structure through radio monitoring...

Seeing the doctor's nervous expression, Mountain Eagle looked around and found a stainless steel lunchbox. He took off the lid, glanced at it, and then tossed it to the doctor, indicating that he should use the light to examine his face and get it fixed up...

"It sounds like you're not very familiar with your commander..."

The doctor, holding the lunchbox lid, stared at the horrific wound on his face. His body trembled as he took out gauze and iodine, repeatedly wiping the wound as he painfully said, "Most of the Demon Gang's teams exist in squads..."

My superior is Karl the Codman. He found me in the Demon Order's training camp and made me a member of the Codman Squad.

In the past, we operated in small teams around the world. Only during major operations would multiple teams cooperate, with a commander parachuted in from higher command to oversee the entire operation.

Mountain Eagle nodded and asked, "So, how many teams did you bring to Alaska this time?"

The doctor paused for a moment, then finally said honestly, "Five teams: Cod, Chimera, Medusa, Oberon, and Curious Cat. I don't know much about the other teams, only that they are also twelve-person teams like us..."

Oh, besides us, there's another mercenary group of about 80 people. They're Russians, but I don't know their specific identities or origins.

Mountain Eagle's eyes narrowed, and after a moment's thought, he asked, "Where is your base? Where are the others now?"

The doctor listened and shook his head, saying, "Our base is at an airport on the southern outskirts of Fairbanks..."

I don't know where the others are. We're only responsible for carrying out orders, not asking questions. Unless necessary, the whereabouts of others are also kept secret from us.

Mountain Eagle knew that the doctor probably didn't know much, but he still held back. When asked questions, he simply answered what he could and should say, according to his position...

This isn't a good sign for the mountain eagle, because it didn't show a particularly strong will to survive; instead, it seemed to be giving up...

Anyway, you ask me questions and I'll tell you everything I can confirm. I won't say anything else that might be based on speculation. If you want to know more, then you'll have to be a little nicer to me.

These kinds of people are the most difficult to deal with, especially after being injected with morphine...

Fortunately, Mountain Eagle didn't have high expectations for these guys; the real nutritious fish were with Razer and his crew.

He didn't continue asking the doctor questions. Instead, he stood up, inventoried the supplies left at the scene, removed and destroyed the four Igla anti-aircraft missiles, and then dialed Dalia's number...

"I'll give you the coordinates. Arrange for a helicopter to come over. There are three wounded soldiers here who need to be taken to the camp..."

"Boss, is someone injured?"

Hearing Dalia's terrified tone, Mountain Eagle laughed and said, "It's not us, it's our opponents. Send a helicopter to pick them up and take them to the camp."

Blood Fox should have arrived at the camp by now. Hand these people over to him; he knows what to do with them.

There should be more prisoners to come, so let Ruby clear out a warehouse to use as a cell..."

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle specifically instructed, "The north is temporarily safe now, but all aircraft are still not allowed to go south..."

The number of enemies we've encountered this time is a bit larger than I anticipated. Inform everyone that without my orders, no one is allowed to leave a 5-kilometer radius of the camp…

(End of this chapter)