Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 772: Difficult
The burning snowmobiles would actually interfere with the infrared observation system, but Yevgeny nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the disheveled state of the people on either side of the snowmobiles.

The purpose of a sniper is to create fear. Killing key enemy figures is a way to create fear. Destroying a snowmobile can achieve the same effect while also slowing down the enemy's advance.

Blood Fox's strategy is that, from a tactical perspective, not giving the enemy enough time to prepare is more advantageous for those defending the camp.

In the basement of the mountain eagle cabin, Donkey, wearing headphones and staring at the four-grid screen in front of him, saw the movement on the other side. He sighed helplessly and said, "Well, our sniper has revealed his position first, and the enemy is preparing AT4 rockets."

As soon as they get close to the riverbank, our sniper will become a target!
Hopefully, our Thai friends will perform better, otherwise we will soon lose our high ground.

Dalia, who was standing nearby, was fiddling with a computer, repeatedly using the mouse to select a certain area on the screen...

Once she confirmed that the sentry weapons in the camp would move according to her commands, she smiled and said, "It's alright, we have to trust Yevgeny's choice and his luck..."

Unlike Dalia, Donkey was more relaxed. His eyes were glued to the screen as he pressed the radio and said, "Postman Team One, Postman Team Two, your packages are almost here..."

The packages upstream are slowing down, while the packages downstream are releasing rubber boats…

Butcher: "Postman team received, I saw them..."

Gray Wolf: "Postman Team Two received your message. We are preparing to intercept..."

After receiving confirmation, the donkey decisively pressed a button and said, "8 spring knives, 600 launch points..."

The mail carrier team decided on its own bombing targets...

"Postman Team Two, I'm ready to answer your call anytime!"

After saying that, the donkey took off its headphones and shouted loudly at the sea lion sitting behind it, "Sea lion, stop fiddling with your gun and go refill the switchblade launcher..."

Upon hearing this, the sea lion stood up unhappily, slung the gun behind his back, and said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, you all have important jobs, only Daddy Sea Lion has to be the laborer..."

"Damn, I've always been a pioneer, why am I now just a copycat?"

The donkey laughed and said, "Come on, look at those Thai guys, and you'll know how easy your job is."

The sea lion carried a large box in each hand, muttering as it walked, "I'd rather go outside and fight than hide in the basement..."

As soon as the sea lion finished speaking, Blood Fox, who had been eavesdropping on the enemy's radio communications, suddenly took off his headset, picked up the radio, and said, "It's starting. Nail them down..."

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The butcher, located upstream, heard the call on the radio and watched coldly as a cargo ship broke through the ice at the edge of the Yukon River and rushed directly onto the frozen riverbank...

The two large-caliber mortars on the ship's front deck, along with several launchers resembling the switchblades the camp owner had set up, made the butcher frown.

Seeing that the other side had pulled out a long plank and planted it on the snow-covered shore before the boat was fully stable, the Butcher glanced through the snow at the mailbox a few dozen meters to his side, then slammed his hand on the turret in front of him and said, "Fire..."

"Zizzizi..."

With the sound of an electric motor, the tank, controlling a single-soldier Gatling gun mounted on a sled, began a barrage of fire...

Meanwhile, on the other side, a mailbox was also operating a single-person Gatling gun. The crossfire between the two men swept across the ship's front deck like a pair of flaming scissors...

A dozen fully armed soldiers who were preparing to disembark, along with two groups of personnel controlling large-caliber mortars, were caught in the crossfire by this deadly pair of scissors.

The extremely dense bullets are like a chainsaw, leaving behind large areas of collapsed flesh or numerous holes wherever they go.

The dozen or so fully armed soldiers were like rapeseed flowers struck by a child's whip. Several of them, who were slower to react, had their bodies snapped in half. Their upper bodies, a mass of shattered flesh and internal organs, collapsed downwards like melting ice cream.

Because the Butcher and his team chose a high position, even those with quick reflexes couldn't avoid the Gatling gun's sweep even while lying prone on the deck...

In just a few seconds, the deck of the cargo ship, which had not yet completed its mission, became a bloody hell.

Inside the cabin, the captain screamed in terror, frantically trying to start the cargo ship and retreat into the Yukon River...

Just as the cargo ship's engines were running, pirates appeared from downstream carrying an AT4 rocket launcher...

"Whoosh..."

The rocket accurately hit the stern of the cargo ship, disabling its engine. The ship, which had run aground, was completely crippled, and the dozens of surviving gunmen on board were thrown into chaos...

The two Gatling guns were in full force for less than a minute before going out of service; they clearly hadn't wiped out everyone on board. Then, the desperate enemy launched a final, desperate counterattack…

The butcher glanced at the tank that was changing ammunition boxes, thought about his boss's instructions, and locked onto the bow of the ship through his tactical goggles...

"Mailbox, pigeons, go downstream and meet up with the pirates. Block their route ashore, and we'll trap them on the ship..."

"Two switchblades fired, fire..."

At the Butcher's command, two Switchblade 600s that had been hovering in the air swooped down and exploded on the blood-soaked deck...

"Boom, boom"

The three gunmen who rushed out of the ship's hold had no time to react before they were blown into the air and covered the cargo ship's bridge with a lot of blood and flesh.

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Meanwhile, the gray wolves also launched an attack on the enemy who were about to land...

The six members of the Puppy Team simultaneously fired their AT4 rocket launchers...

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Two rubber boats that were attempting to ashore, along with a cargo ship in the middle of the river, were simultaneously hit by bullets...

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Intense flames erupted from the two rubber boats, and the people on board were hit squarely by the blast and pushed into the icy river water.

Cargo ships are more durable...

Two rockets hit the cockpit and exploded inside, then the rear engine was hit by two more rockets and exploded as well...

However, the boat showed no signs of sinking. Instead, it began to spin on the river and, like a falling leaf, was propelled by the strong current toward the riverbank where Gray Wolf and his crew were...

Grey Wolf discarded his AT4, frowned, and stared at the direction the cargo ship was drifting. He spotted the heavy weapons mounted on board and pressed the radio, saying, "Donkey, blow them up..."

Just seconds after he finished speaking, four switchblades rained down from the sky and detonated on the cargo ship's deck... More than a dozen soldiers on the deck were torn apart by the explosion before they could even scream and were pushed into the Yukon River.

A violent explosion rang out, but it did not trigger a secondary explosion of the ammunition on deck, which kept the cargo ship largely intact...

Gray Wolf waved for his crew to follow, then led the group in pursuit of the drifting cargo ship...

The battle was fought so easily that the enemy couldn't even mount a proper counterattack, which made Grey Wolf feel a little uncomfortable.

"Blood Fox, aren't these people too weak?"

Just as Gray Wolf was complaining, someone rushed out of the cabin, raised an undamaged M2 heavy machine gun, and launched a fierce bombardment towards the riverbank, covering the ascent of more people onto the deck...

Seeing this situation, Gray Wolf sighed at his own jinx, and then, amidst Blood Fox's laughter over the radio, he ran wildly while saying with some annoyance, "Still too weak. I guarantee none of them will make it ashore."

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Back at the brown bear camp, Blood Fox looked at the large screen in front of Donkey; the large force that Yevgeny had pinned to the opposite bank had begun to move...

Watching the group ride their snowmobiles towards the riverbank, braving rounds of heavy ammunition, Blood Fox frowned and said, "These guys know the reinforcements on both sides have been attacked, so why are they still fighting so desperately?"

Just as Blood Fox voiced his question, Yevgeny's strange cry came through the radio...

"Watch out, they have Javelin missiles..."

Immediately afterwards, a missile burst out of the bushes on the opposite bank, and then Yevgeny's watchtower was hit.

"Yevgeny, how are you?"

Dalia and Yevgeny came from the same training camp, so when he was attacked, Dalia was the first to ask about his condition...

A dozen seconds later, Yevgeny lay disheveled under a large tree, watching as the watchtower he had held for so many days turned into a burning torch...

"I'm fine. I spotted him beforehand. Everyone be careful, the enemy is very determined..."

Are they really mercenaries?

Dalia didn't have time to answer Yevgeny's question. Their original plan was to stall and buy time with the people on the other side of the river, but now it was clear that the other side was unwilling to be trapped outside the firing range...

"Launch all Switchblade 600s, prepare Spearhead missiles, and keep Sea Lions ready to resupply launchers and sentry weapons with ammunition..."

"Reindeer, it's our turn. Those Thai kids can't keep up..."

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

"Da da da da da..."

A series of rapid gunshots rang out, and the two groups began exchanging fire across the Yukon River...

Dozens of reckless individuals rode snowmobiles, pulling sleds, to the riverbank. After abandoning their snowmobiles, they went undercover and, together with their companions on the sleds who controlled heavy weapons, launched a fierce attack on the brown bear camp.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Three rockets struck the camp's dock and exploded, sinking two small boats tied to the dock to the bottom of the river.

Supa and his two companions, in groups of three, occupied four positions and bravely launched attacks when the enemy appeared...

The moment the flames of the M2 heavy machine guns rose, crossfire suppressed the fire from the opposite bank, but rockets soon found their way to them...

"Boom boom boom boom"

The heavy snow should have obscured the enemy's vision, but the four rockets seemed to have eyes, exploding right in front of Supa's position...

Fortunately, the Mountain Eagles were well prepared. The positions set up inside the camp were trenches dug by Ruby with an excavator, and then the soil was piled between two thick wooden planks to form sturdy mud walls.

Large-caliber weapons are definitely ineffective against this position, but the enemy's AT4 rockets seem to be coming out of nowhere...

The violent explosion caused a group of Thai soldiers to gasp in alarm. As large amounts of dirt rained down on the position, Supa angrily returned fire, shouting, "Bomb them! What are you waiting for...!"

When Supa roared, the first thing he launched was not the already airborne switchblade, but a dozen or so spearheads.

These missiles, only 5 centimeters in diameter, shot up from the roof of the mountain eagle's wooden house and flew straight towards the opposite bank...

"Boom boom boom boom..."

After a series of explosions, the two automatic grenade launchers in the camp opened fire...

"Thump thump thump..."

"Thump thump thump..."

A barrage of grenades rained down on the enemy, but for some reason, despite suffering heavy losses in the previous rounds of fighting, they seemed fearless and reckless...

The donkey gasped as he watched a man on the screen, his leg blown off, dragging an AT4 machine and firing a rocket at the camp…

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"What the hell is this thing?"

Mountain Eagle watched as the man, whose neck was being gripped by a Magenie wolf, struggled incessantly not far away. He glanced suspiciously at the VVS in his hand, drew his pistol, and fired two shots into the man's head...

"bang bang"

As the back of his head exploded, his body swayed and lost its strength. As he removed his hands from Magengxie Wolf's body, he also took two long hairs with him...

Mountain Eagle crouched down, lifted the guy's bulletproof vest, and cut open his clothes with a knife...

Looking at the bullet hole in his chest and the pager-like syringe on his waist, Mountain Eagle frowned deeply and said, "This is a bit tricky..."

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle looked at the VSS in his hand, the 'Sled' rifle, and the AK-105 in Chuckdy's hand, and said, "Change guns..."

These guys were injected with stimulants; our guns weren't stopping power enough, and we almost got exposed just now.

(End of this chapter)