Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 771 War begins

In Alaska, the days are very short in winter, and it gets dark even faster when it starts snowing heavily again around 3 p.m.

At the dock of the abandoned St. Mary's Police Station, a medium-sized cargo ship released its mooring lines and slowly sailed out of its berth.

Several tall men in conspicuous cold-weather clothing carried three mortars out of the cabin as the ship slowly started moving.

One is a 120mm M120 large-caliber mortar, and two are 60mm M224 small-caliber mortars.

They had already conducted a period of rehearsal beforehand. The three mortars were moved to their designated positions at the bow of the ship, the pre-welded bolts were aligned, the bases were lowered, and then large nuts were tightened to firmly fix the bases to the bow of the ship.

After setting up the mortar, the burly men carefully inspected the muzzle caps. Once they confirmed there were no problems, they quickly ran back to the cabin, carried out several boxes of shells with fuses already installed, and then secured the boxes to the pre-designed ammunition placement positions.

Inside the ammunition box, each round of ammunition was neatly inserted into the space cut out of the foam, and no matter how the ship rose and fell, the ammunition remained completely still.

After the mortars were in place, some soldiers in snow camouflage appeared on the deck carrying several somewhat old M2 heavy machine guns. Using the machine gun mounts that had been welded to the bow and stern of the ship beforehand, they installed six M2 heavy machine guns around the cargo ship.

At this time, the two small cranes on the left and right sides of the stern of the cargo ship are also ready. When they arrive at the destination, they will put the two rubber boats into the Yukon River to facilitate the soldiers to disembark using the rubber boats.

This group is very meticulous in their actions. This doesn't look like they're going to attack a small camp with only twenty or so people. Instead, it looks like they're about to launch a small-scale war.

The generator in the abandoned police station was always running, and the interior of the dilapidated building was brightly lit.

General Sid, the one-eyed commander, watched as the cargo ship sailed smoothly out of the dock and slowly headed upstream. He nodded slightly, then looked at Commander Chuck beside him, who had arrived less than 24 hours earlier, and said with a frown, "My men have already set off. According to our estimated speed, the cargo ship will arrive at the designated location in 3 hours and bring our ground troops ashore..."

Where are your people now?

General Sid pointed to the high-powered radio in front of him and said in a deep voice, "We are carrying out a joint operation. You should integrate your radios so that we can have unified command."

The handsome Chuck glanced at the menacing-looking soldiers with medicine bottles around him, took out his satellite phone, gestured to them, then shook his head slightly and said, "My men don't need commands. As long as we have a plan, they will arrive at the target location on time and launch the attack."

My men are the cream of the crop; they don't need anyone whistling orders at them!

After saying that, Chuck glanced at his watch, nodded slightly, and said, "We'll land in three hours, and launch the attack precisely at 4 PM four hours later."

You should urge the group across from the brown bear camp to hurry up; they are the main force diverting the brown bear camp's attention.

As long as they adopt the posture of attempting to cross the Yukon River, the people at the brown bear camp will have to focus most of their attention there.

Once the battle reaches a stalemate, my aircraft will bomb the brown bear camp!

General Sid already knew about the Edward Foundation's operational plans through Vincent. He had an extremely crazy side, but he was very steady and cautious in his actions. He would handle any matter related to combat to the limit of what was permissible.

General Sid wasn't particularly optimistic about the 'bombing'...

Without dedicated bombers, it was extremely difficult to accurately drop four very old aerial bombs into the brown bear camp using a modified cargo plane from a fishing company.

He didn't care about the feud between Vincent and the Edward Foundation and the Mountain Eagle; all he knew was that with Vincent, the Edward Foundation, and the Sinaloa Group investing such enormous resources and energy, he, as the nominal commander-in-chief, couldn't afford to lose.

Thiago, the Sinaloa representative, rubbed his frostbitten ears and hands with some annoyance. He walked over to General Sid, gave Commander Chuck, who had joined the fight midway, a fierce look in his eyes, coughed, and said, "Aren't we being too cautious? According to intelligence, the Brown Bear camp has very few combat-ready personnel, and there are a bunch of women and children inside..."

We have nearly 400 people on both sides combined. Even if we were in Mexico, we could take over a large area of ​​territory.

We've wasted far too much time here..."

Thiago stared at General Sid and said in a chilling tone, "My men suffer non-combat casualties every day. You son of a bitch don't even treat them like human beings."

I don't want to listen to your nonsense anymore. I just want to solve all the problems tonight...

Unless the entire Alaska National Guard is deployed there to wait for us, I can't think of any way we could possibly lose.

Let's attack them, then bomb them, and end this!

General Sid seemed used to Thiago's complaints, his "sugar daddy," and didn't bother explaining anything to the military ignorant. Commander Chuck, however, smiled and patiently said, "Sir, don't underestimate Mountain Eagle..."

Don't forget, he made us all suffer a huge loss in Los Angeles!
Before I made contact with you, I airdropped two elite teams north of the Brown Bear camp, but they were ambushed en route and have lost contact with me. I don't know how the Mountain Eagles found them..."

Upon hearing this, Thiago said impatiently, "So what? Maybe your men are too stupid, or maybe the traps set by the mountain eagles are too sophisticated..."

"We have more people and so many heavy weapons, why would we try such a petty trick?"

Commander Chuck shook his head slightly and said, "Sir, the Mountain Eagle appeared more than 80 kilometers away from the Brown Bear camp 24 hours ago, which means that the guy's range of activity is very large."

How can you be sure he's at the brown bear camp?
If we destroy the brown bear camp but don't kill the mountain eagle, what are we doing?
We sent so many people there; their purpose is to block anyone who might try to break through and escape, and then conduct a thorough search of the battlefield…

Mountain Eagle himself, along with his wife, children, and subordinates, are all our targets; we cannot afford to lose any of them!

Therefore, we must start with small-scale conflicts. Those people on the other side of the Yukon River are a means to force the Mountain Eagles to return to their aid.

We've all seen that guy's file; he's extremely belligerent and would never stand idly by while his men are surrounded.

Thiago didn't fully understand what Chuck said, and Chuck hadn't finished speaking...

The most important reason he joined forces with this side was not because of the loss of two squads, but because the winter activity range of the mountain eagles made him realize that it was not rigorous to only consider attacking the brown bear camp...

Their current goal is to destroy the brown bear camp, but that's only the first step. The next step is to launch a dragnet hunt, kill everyone in the area connected to the Mountain Eagles, and bring back the heads of the Mountain Eagles.

The weather in Alaska is a huge obstacle for them, but as long as the brown bear camp is destroyed, Alaska is fair to both sides. Well, maybe the problem will be bigger for the mountain eagles with their families!
And most importantly, when they had an absolute advantage in manpower, Chuck felt he could consider things more comprehensively.

From the moment the Cod Squad and Chimera Squad were attacked, this very intelligent commander became suspicious of those who had assisted him in completing the preliminary work in Alaska. So, he was willing to take some risks to come and meet up with General Sid. He had some strange suspicions...

Just as the mountain eagle deliberately brought his whole family to Alaska to completely expose his weakness, Chuck's arrival here, after joining forces with this group, also became a fatal weakness for all three parties...

If the mountain eagle is a restless wolf, then this place is a deadly piece of fat meat!
If he appears...

Chuck didn't explain much to Thiago because the guy was just a drug dealer and couldn't understand the game involved. He could only see that his side had a large number of people and fierce firepower.

As Chuck shut his mouth and Thiago angrily stepped aside, gunshots rang out from the watchtower in the brown bear camp...

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"boom……"

The deafening roar of the large-caliber sniper rifle startled Supa and his men, who had been hiding inside to keep warm...

Pushing open the cabin door, Supa led his men on a frantic run towards their pre-arranged position on the riverbank, shouting over the radio, "What happened?"

Above the watchtower, the sniper Yevgeny's狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) scar on his face twitched...

Through the advanced infrared sight, he saw a large number of people emerge from their concealed positions in the bushes, using snowmobiles to haul large amounts of supplies toward the riverbank via the icy snow path in the wetlands.

Hearing the surprised shouts on the radio, Yevgeny, sitting in the watchtower, picked up the energy bar in front of him, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it. Then, watching the enemy about 2 kilometers away frantically stop and begin seeking cover in the bushes on either side, he said in a hoarse voice, "Don't panic, they're still far from the river..."

Supa led his comrades into the four positions on either side of the camp's dock. He forcefully set up his machine gun, keeping an eye on the opposite bank while shouting, "Cheer up, the enemy is coming..."

After saying that, he looked at his comrade who wasn't wearing gloves, angrily kicked him in the butt, and cursed, "Are you fucking crazy? Without gloves, the ammunition will stick to your hands..."

Everyone, please wear your warm and protective gear properly, and don't let your guard down!

Yevgeny, atop the watchtower, heard the radio, shook his head slightly, and, his eyes fixed on the scope in front of him, pulled the trigger again…

With a loud bang, a snowmobile parked on the snow track two kilometers away was hit...

Whether it was the high-explosive incendiary bombs provided by the Mountain Eagles that were too powerful, or Yevgeny's shooting skills that were superior, the snowmobile actually shook after the bullet hit it, and then slowly began to burn...

(End of this chapter)