Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 864 The Evil Ghost in the Smoke
The loud bang of the shotgun startled the gunmen who were eating. They dropped their lunchboxes, grabbed their rifles, and pointed them toward the back door.

These people were all skilled; instead of blindly rushing over to check the situation, they split into three groups...

One group, equipped with low-light night vision goggles, used the RV for cover.

The second group rushed towards their weak side, approaching from the back door.

The three groups consisted of only two people each. They rushed towards the gate, intending to meet up with the two guards in front.

Their response was very skillful, but just as the second group of four men rushing towards the back door established echelon cover and were ready to fire at any moment, a smoke grenade rolled into the back door...

As thick smoke rose, a series of slight sounds followed, and several bullets struck two headlights connected to batteries...

"Clap clap clap clap..."

The warehouse was plunged into darkness in an instant, with only a few dim starlight shining in from the main entrance, except around the campfire.

After the Mountain Eagle landed a successful blow, it retreated outside the warehouse before the enemy could retaliate, casually tossing in another smoke grenade as well.

As the smoke dissipated, more bullets pierced through the doorway and shot into the bushes outside the back door.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Mountain Eagle crouched by the outer wall, listening to the whistling bullets whizzing past him. He peered through the golden cicada to gauge the situation inside, then pressed the communicator and called out, "Blood Fox..."

"I have arrived……"

Just as the mountain eagle was calling out, the two men exiting through the main gate also discovered the dead guard. Just as they were about to call for their companions, a short, stout figure emerged from the darkness a dozen meters away...

The old man, carrying an MP5, ran and fired a burst of bullets at the two men. Although he wasn't running very fast, he kept the gun barrel within a specific range, covering the two gunmen who hadn't had time to put on body armor...

The silencer minimized the noise during MP5 firing, leaving only the sound of the bolt striking and a muffled "thud"...

The MP5's 9mm ammunition was a bit too weak. The two gunmen were shot in the chest and abdomen, and before they could even scream, they fell to the ground, their bodies convulsing, and large amounts of blood gushed from their wounds...

When a person suffers a fatal injury, they can only let out a subconscious groan; they cannot scream. Lung damage makes it difficult for them to breathe instantly, and at the same time, blood begins to block the trachea.

As Blood Fox ran past the two men, he emptied the remaining bullets from his magazine onto them, then slammed his shoulder against the wall by the door and stopped.

Blood Fox quickly changed to a new magazine, grimaced, clutched the knife wound on his waist, then quickly peeked inside before throwing in the two smoke grenades he was carrying.

"Clang, clang..."

As the smoke grenade rolled on the ground, a large amount of smoke began to spread. The warehouse, which was about 5 meters high, suppressed the spread of the smoke grenade, and soon the visibility in the warehouse dropped to only seven or eight meters.

At this point, the people inside the warehouse realized they were being attacked from both sides. The group of gunmen who had been forming a crossfire with the gunmen who had reached the side of the back door turned their guns around. Two of them fired fiercely at the front door, while the other two circled around to the side of the front door, hugging the inner wall.

The current ratio of people to numbers is 8 to 2, but the visibility issue has erased the difference in numbers.

The other side also had night vision goggles, but the darkness and smoke rendered them useless.

Aside from the cold wind blowing in through the gate causing the smoke to distort and the shadows to fall, they couldn't see anything clearly, and after completing a round of covering fire, they dared not fire rashly, for fear of revealing their position.

Everyone froze in place, wanting to wait for the smoke to clear up and visibility to return to around thirty meters before making a move.

The mountain eagles will definitely not give them that chance...

"Blood Fox, there are two people against the wall on the right side of the main entrance. I'll count to three..."

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle moved to the side of the door, squatted down, took a deep breath, and then pushed himself into the warehouse, keeping close to the ground with his legs...

"three!"

The moment the eagle poked its head out, my UMP45 went off...

"Clap clap, clap clap, clap clap..."

As the mountain eagle glided across the ground, it kept pulling the trigger, using double bursts to pick off the four enemies on its flanks.

The darkness and smoke couldn't obscure the thermal images provided by the tactical goggles. Although these guys were well hidden, they were as conspicuous as torches in the damp, cold warehouse.

The UMP45, equipped with a silencer and using special subsonic ammunition, wasn't very loud, but it still alerted the enemy...

When the third person was shot, the fourth gunman finally realized what was happening, and he began firing wildly towards the back door...

"Clap clap clap..."

The AK5.45 bullets whizzed past the side of the mountain eagle a few meters away, the 'whoosh' sound of them cutting through the air was exciting, but it couldn't even shake the mountain eagle in the slightest...

While calmly eliminating the last enemy on the flank, Blood Fox, who was a step too slow, stood to the side of the main entrance and pushed his MP5 in sideways, unleashing a barrage of fire.

The muffled gunshots mingled with the groans of the gunmen inside. Knowing he had succeeded, Blood Fox, like Sammo Hung in his prime, nimbly rolled forward with his round body as the two enemies in the central area provided cover fire. He evaded the enemy's line of fire with a few tumbles in the smoke... Then, amidst the enemy's gunfire, the old man calmly crawled a few meters, changed his magazine, ignored the flying bullets, and pulled the trigger almost right next to the enemy's gunfire, killing the two gunmen he had wounded and fallen to the ground.

In the field of view of the thermal imaging camera, the person who was hit splattered blood and then quickly went still.

At this moment, Mountain Eagle, who had already cut to the flanks of the last two enemies, was pressed against the back of a property, watching the two enemies a dozen meters away. He waited for a few seconds...

As the enemy's rifle clicked shut and the bullets ran out, Mountain Eagle sprang up like a tiger, covering the distance of over ten meters in an instant...

As the eagle charged forward, just as the gunman sensed something was wrong and tried to turn around, the eagle reached out and pressed down on his head, then pressed down hard with the force of the charge...

With a loud bang, the gunman's head left a noticeable dent in the RV's exterior before he slumped to the ground.

Having landed a successful strike, the eagle lifted its leg and stepped on the front wheel of the RV to propel itself into a flying swoop...

The last gunman was like a lost girl walking in the dark. When he sensed something was wrong and turned around, he saw a dark figure dart out of the smoke. Before he could even scream, he felt his neck being grabbed, and then his body lost its balance and was heavily pressed to the ground...

At this moment, Blood Fox rushed over, raised his gun, and aimed it at another gunman who had been knocked unconscious. Then, watching Mountain Eagle choke a guy unconscious with his bare hands, he patted his enormous belly, smacked his lips, and said, "Don't get too angry. Give me some time to interrogate him. Drag all the bodies over here..."

This is clearly one of their bases; there couldn't possibly be only twelve people here. There's gasoline in the warehouse, and C4 in your car. We've prepared a surprise for the people who come later..."

Mountain Eagle knew that Blood Fox desperately needed something to distract him, so he decisively stood up, nodded, and said, "Take your time, I'll go get the explosives and then bring the bodies in..."

Blood Fox watched Mountain Eagle walk to the door, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Mountain Eagle, if we want to continue, the two of us aren't enough..."

Mountain Eagle paused for a moment, then nodded without turning his head and said, "After we finish dealing with things here, we'll go check out where the elk and the others are hiding."

If Chickpea and the others are seriously injured, I will try to transfer them to a safe hospital.

Our opponents this time don't control all official channels, so withdrawing shouldn't be a problem!

Blood Fox nodded slightly upon hearing this, then looked down at the unconscious man in front of him. He took a deep breath of the polluted air, then deftly untied the man's shoelaces and tied the hands and feet of the two survivors together, forcing them into a kneeling position with their hands and feet connected.

Before the mountain eagle had taken more than a few steps, it heard an extremely shrill scream behind it. In just over ten seconds, the screaming creature's throat went hoarse...

He glanced at the dead body on the ground, but instead of returning to the car, he walked about a hundred meters away, took out his phone, and called Anna…

The phone rang once and was answered. Anna, on the other end, asked nervously, "Mountain Eagle, how are you now?"
I heard there was a serious shooting in downtown Bucharest…

Mountain Eagle paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "How come your information is so accurate?"

Anna said irritably, "The shooting happened only two blocks away from the Russian Embassy, ​​and several embassy staff members were eating near the scene."

"It's been a long time since there's been such a serious shooting in downtown Romania. The police have cordoned off the city center. Did you leave any clues?"

Mountain Eagle nodded in realization, then smiled and said, "I'm not invisible, I must have left clues, but that depends on how well the Romanian police can investigate."

Don't worry, I reckon the police won't have the energy to deal with me soon, and I'll find them a bigger target in no time."

Anna breathed a slight sigh of relief, then hesitated for a moment before asking, "Have you found Blood Fox and the others?"

Hearing that Anna had finally asked about her biological father, Mountain Eagle sighed and said, "Found him. The three seriously wounded Arctic Foxes have held off Blood Fox and the other old guys."

I had just met with Blood Fox; the shooting in the city center was all orchestrated to get him out of there.

Anna sighed and said, "It's good that you're still alive. The situation outside is very bad. There are many rumors about Arctic foxes, and I can't tell if the information is true or false."

However, one thing I'm certain of is that someone wants to wipe out all the Arctic Foxes. I have accurate intelligence: someone has paid to hire people from the Eastern Uzbek Azov Camp to enter Romania. I don't know the exact number yet, but it shouldn't be less than 50..."

Mountain Eagle immediately thought of the burly Eastern European men in the underground parking lot. He nodded slightly and said, "I think I've already met with them..."

Anna sensed that Mountain Eagle didn't seem too nervous, and she said somewhat anxiously, "I'm not doubting your combat ability, but I think there might be far more than just the Azov Battalion going there."

Those people are cheap, and their financial situation has been in trouble since Black Fox died. They have to accept funds from England to survive, so now they take any job and dare to do anything.

"If I were that Iberian, the Azov battalion would only be cannon fodder. There are definitely others doing the real work; you must be careful."

Anna thought for a moment and said, "I can send a private jet to Banyasa Airport in Bucharest. It's in a relatively remote location and mainly handles private jet and business charter flights..."

I can contact the Russian Embassy and have them take you to the airport in an embassy vehicle once my plane arrives.

This was exactly what Mountain Eagle wanted, so he nodded and said, "Have the plane bring medical personnel and medicine to help me take Chickpea and the other two seriously injured men away..."

After saying that, Mountain Eagle heard some noise coming from the warehouse again. He said in a deep voice into the phone, "I need to find some things for Blood Fox and those old guys to do, otherwise I'm worried they'll go crazy."

Anna was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "My mother said long ago that the Blood Fox would eventually be crushed by the Arctic Fox..."

Wait for my news; my plane should arrive in Bucharest in 10 hours at most!

(End of this chapter)