Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 764 Hunting Performance
The mountain eagle observed the progress of the battle from multiple angles, through the peregrine falcons and crows that were constantly circling in the sky...

In reality, there was no real battle; the sled, the Razer, and the Chakdi never even encountered each other.

The sled simply followed Razer's instructions, revealing its presence at the right time and place, while simultaneously using the two horses and the resting wolf to constantly pressure its opponent, successfully making the opponent advance one or two kilometers along the planned route...

Then, using the tracks left by the snowmobiles, the old man changed the group's direction again, and it was like a magic show.

The members of the Cod Squad and Chimera Squad, caught in the trap, were filled with terror, but the Mountain Eagle knew that Razer had set up a great many bear traps, and that there were other traps near each one...

Sometimes it's another bear trap, sometimes it's just a hole half a foot deep, but that can break an opponent's ankle.

These unlucky guys had actually avoided the area with the most traps, but they just had bad luck at the last minute...

The mountain eagle knew, but these unfortunate fellows didn't; all they felt now was danger all around them.

Carl and Cohen exchanged a glance; at this point, they had no other choice...

Going east or south could lead them into a trap, but the vegetation and terrain on the eastern mountains are clearly more advantageous to them.

Carl gritted his teeth and freed his two companions, whose ankles were injured in the bear traps, and said in a deep voice, "We're heading east..."

As Cohen frowned, about to retort, the sound of snowmobile engines came from the south, and several rifle grenades arced through the air, landing on the icy snow path between two bushes...

The flying ice shards and snowflakes startled the unfortunate man, whose hand had almost been crushed, causing him to spring up in terror and begin to flee towards the bushes, dragging the heavy animal trap along with him.

The moment the chain of the bear trap snapped, the unfortunate man groaned in pain as half his hand was severed. He leaped into the bushes, collapsing beside his companion, clutching his injured hand and gasping for breath as he yelled, "South! Two snowmobiles, grenade launchers! They're trying to trap us..."

Cohen had no other choice at this point. He helped the unfortunate man up, took a deep look at the seemingly insurmountable icy road, and then shouted to Karl, "East, east! You go first, we'll cover you..."

The combination of immense external and psychological pressure led these elite soldiers to make the simplest and most brutal choice based on their instincts.

Carl looked at his three companions with injured feet, shook his head bitterly, helped up one of the more seriously injured guys, and then asked the other two, "Can you hold on?"

Without waiting for their reply, Karl ordered two other assault men to advance as scouts.

This evacuation went more smoothly than the previous one. The two experienced assault troops cleared several animal traps and forged a safe path during the evacuation.

This gave them a little more confidence...

After a difficult march of nearly 500 meters, the two assault men carefully stepped onto the icy snow track as Karl and the wounded approached, slowly wading through the snow to make a path before finally reaching the ground at the foot of the mountain.

The two separated as they reached the shore, carefully searching for suitable positions to establish cover...

After confirming that there were no problems, they began calling for everyone to evacuate to their location.

The evacuation went very smoothly, and Carl and Cohen, who were bringing up the rear, did not encounter much resistance.

After the dozen or so people met up on the shore, they didn't even have time to feel relieved before they began to move up the mountain...

Cohen of the Chimera Squad had a feeling that something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it...

Just as they were struggling to climb a small hill, intending to cross it and find a suitable hiding place...

Cohen, who had been lagging behind the group, saw two snowmobiles emerge from the vast wetland and snowfield and quickly approach the landing point.

At the same time, a figure dressed in a ghillie suit, like a ghost, led two horse-drawn wolves through the smoke-filled bushes and arrived at their landing spot.

Although the road was rugged, the straight-line distance between the two sides was less than 500 meters...

Cohen saw the group stop after they landed, then take a grenade launcher from his snowmobile and shout in terror, "Quick, quick, we have to get out of here, we have to get out of here..."

"Thump thump thump..."

"Thump thump thump..."

Cohen shouted encouragement to his comrades ahead as he climbed to the top of the hill...

Looking at the nearly 50-degree steep slope on the east side of the hill, and hearing the muffled thud of grenade launchers behind him, Cohen jumped down the slope without hesitation and began to slide down... "Boom boom boom..."

A series of explosions rang out on the hill...

The grenade launcher's poor accuracy did not pose a fatal threat, but the explosion and shock caused the snow on the top of the hill to crack and slide downwards.

The gunmen who hadn't had time to jump no longer had a choice; the collapsing snow carried them down the hill amidst their screams.

Watching the enemy disappear from the top of the hill, Razer smiled contentedly, then pressed a button on the radio and said to Mountain Eagle, "You owe me a bottle of good wine..."

Chakdi, frowning as he looked at the small hill where a minor avalanche had occurred, mounted his snowmobile with some unease and said in a deep voice, "We only win if we catch them!"

Razer waved his hand dismissively and said, "I'm too old. This kind of work is more suitable for you young people."

Just as they were talking, a group of indigenous people appeared in the north. Razer squinted at them, nodded, and said, "It's that Wayne. This guy seems to be a loyal friend. He shouldn't mind helping to dig those people out."

At the same time, a helicopter appeared in the distance...

Everything was perfectly timed, as if we had rehearsed it!
Razer sometimes finds it hard to understand how Mountain Eagle managed to integrate a group of indigenous people and a group of soldiers who, in his eyes, could only be considered second-line soldiers, into a tightly integrated cog in the machine.

Why would someone with such ability waste their energy?

The Arctic fox was right there, and it certainly wouldn't hesitate to fight for him, but he just wouldn't use it!
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Mountain Eagle glanced at the time, then at the approaching helicopter. He tossed a can of colored smoke on the ground as a marker, then returned to the scene, quickly piling up all the dangerous weapons and planting C4 explosives around them.

He then checked on the three wounded, and looking at the doctor with a complicated and helpless expression, he said, "Buddy, I kept my word, the helicopter is on its way."

Someone will take you to the brown bear camp so you can have surgery there.

If you're lucky, remember to give me a good review...

As he spoke, the mountain eagle walked over to Jacob, squatted down, sighed, and said, "Because of your words, I have to do a lot more things."

I won't pressure you now. I hope that after your surgery, you can give me some useful information.

If I find out you're lying to me, if my people get hurt because of your problems, I guarantee you'll regret it, and regret it for the rest of your life..."

Jacob looked at the mountain eagle with a complicated expression and said, "Are you going to send us to the brown bear camp?"

Mountain Eagle spread his hands and said, "Should I call an ambulance for you?"
Dude, I didn't kill you before, so I won't do it again now. I said I'd post you all online, and I mean it.

You are now prisoners of war, and prisoners of war who are not protected by the convention...

If your boss is unwilling to pay you damages for what you have done to me, you will face a painful period of forced labor until you pay off all your debts.

Relax, pain is part of life, you'll get used to it!

Jacob stared intently into the eagle's eyes, then shook his head and said, "Aerial bombs..."

The mountain eagle paused for a moment, then frowned and said, "What?"

Jacob sighed, his eyes vacant, and said, "Aerial bombs... Someone has provided our commander with four heavy aerial bombs..."

I don't want to stay at the brown bear camp; it could be razed to the ground at any moment..."

Upon hearing this, the mountain eagle suddenly chuckled and said, "I thought you weren't afraid of death..."

Jacob rubbed his cheek in pain and said, "I'm not afraid of death. If you shoot me right now, I'll thank you..."

I just don't want to die at the hands of my own people..."

(End of this chapter)