Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 869 Let's Go All Out
Galahad's slightly desperate tone made the meeting between the two old men seem somewhat sad.

The red-nosed old man, Gawain, avoided Galahad's gaze and said in a barely audible voice with his head down, "Galahad, we have families, my children have children too..."

Galahad paused for a moment, then said in a tone that seemed to carry a sense of relief, "Arthur betrayed you and your families."
You did it because you were threatened…

As Galahad looked at the complicated expression on Gawain's face, he nodded slightly and said, "That's good too. Lancelot and the others didn't die in vain."

Gawain felt a chill run down his spine under Galahad's warm gaze. He gave a bitter smile and said, "No, Galahad, the white whale and Arthur are not a threat to us..."

You might not know this, but of the twelve SBS Knights of the Round Table, apart from the four of you who left, the rest are all going bankrupt.

The losses Lancelot and Percival suffered in Thailand were ultimately paid for by all of us.

Just as you were leading your men to Los Angeles to 'pay back the debt' to that mountain eagle, Arthur got some information, then mortgaged all our assets and took our meager cash reserves into the financial market. We lost all our money and incurred a huge debt.

You probably know what happened next: the Spartans were crippled, and the White Whale approached Arthur with funds and acquired the Knights of the Round Table.

We all agreed to the acquisition, only you disagreed, and then you wanted to withdraw your investment when you left...

Did you know that because of your withdrawal of investment, we were not only acquired, but we also incurred even more debt?

Galahad, I don't want to be your enemy. I just want to maintain the Knights of the Round Table and let us pay off our debts in our lifetime...

But you became targets of certain people in Iraq, and then those people went after the 'White Whale'.

If I don't do as the 'Moby-Dick' demands, I'll be forced to leave the Knights of the Round Table with a mountain of debt, and then my wife, children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren will all be sleeping on the streets..."

Gawain gave a bitter smile, then stared into Galahad's eyes and said in a deep voice, "Galahad, why don't you die?"
If you give up resistance like Lancelot and the others, it will save us a lot of trouble!

Galahad stood there, stunned. He looked at the unfamiliar old comrade-in-arms in front of him, shook his head dejectedly, and said, "Gawain, you guys are really old. So old that you can't distinguish right from wrong, so old that you only dare to point your guns at your comrades."

I'm getting old, so old that I've started to pity useless people like you. For a fleeting second just now, I even thought, maybe if I died, you'd be saved.

Galahad glanced back at the Mountain Eagle standing beside the car, shook his head at Gawain, and said sympathetically, "'White Whale' has given you an invincible opponent..."

Gawain, you and I both know very well that Arthur might have a problem, and you might have been deceived, but from the moment you bowed to the debt, you were already dead, and the Knights of the Round Table no longer exist!

"Gawain, for the sake of our past comrades, tell me, who hired you to come to Romania through 'Moby-Dick'?"

Gawain looked at Galahad, whose face had become expressionless, and thought for a moment before saying, "I don't know exactly who approached 'White Whale,' I only know that Arthur called that guy 'Azrael'..."

"Thank you!"

Galahad looked at Gawain, whose eyes held a hint of apology, and sincerely said 'thank you.' Then, as he turned to leave, he said, 'Gawain, tell the others it wasn't your fault!'

Gawain, with his red nose and wrinkled face, paused for a moment, his thick white eyebrows furrowing together, his eyes, heavy with eye bags, staring at Galahad's retreating figure...

"Galahad..."

Hearing the sound behind him, Galahad waved his hand, ignored the cars driving on the highway, and casually crossed the road to walk to the side of the mountain eagle...

Seeing the questioning look on Mountain Eagle's face, Galahad said expressionlessly, "It was a man named 'Azrael' who hired the Knights of the Round Table through 'White Whale' because of our battle in Iraq."

"Azrael?"

The mountain eagle muttered the name to itself, then gasped in horror and said incredulously, "It's the Angel of Death, but why?"
Iberias also attacked the convoy, so why wasn't he the target?

Galahad no longer cared who wanted him dead. With a heavy expression, he said, "Mountain Eagle, the Knights of the Round Table have been betrayed. They accepted the investment and acquisition, only to find themselves owing huge debts..."

Gawain and his companions will also become sacrifices!

While deep in thought, the mountain eagle blurted out, "I told you long ago, that 'white whale' wouldn't actually spend a fortune to acquire the Knights of the Round Table..."

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle paused for a moment. He watched as Galahad took off his coat, picked up his tactical backpack, opened it, and simply stood there putting it on...

Sensing the oppressive atmosphere emanating from Galahad, Mountain Eagle frowned and said, "The Knights of the Round Table have been betrayed, so what? You're going to give up?"

Galahad, the handsome old man who always exuded the air of an English gentleman, shook his head and said, "No, I want to kill them all with my own hands, and those who betrayed the Knights of the Round Table..." He then glanced at Mountain Eagle, his expression somewhat relieved, and said, "Mountain Eagle, I've never felt so relaxed before..."

At this point, the mountain eagle began to realize that Galahad might not want to live anymore either...

Faced with this situation, Mountain Eagle hesitated for a moment and said, "You can do whatever you want, but don't let yourself become the one who holds everyone back, okay?"

Galahad smiled and nodded, saying, "No problem, you'll see how an old SBS fighter!"
Gawain's men have all been replaced by Indians now, and those guys are terrible, so Robin and I should be able to hold out for about ten seconds so that Blood Fox and the others can get out.

Mountain Eagle, I know Gao Wen and his gang's character and style. As soon as Blood Fox shows up at the bank, they will launch an attack. The police nearby are not a concern for them!
If you have any better suggestions, you can say them now.

Mountain Eagle glanced across at the other side, while simultaneously helping Galahad adjust the radio he wasn't very familiar with and the downgraded tactical goggles...

From the drone's perspective, Mountain Eagle clearly saw that when Galahad began to put on her bulletproof vest, the gunman in the alley across the street was already getting impatient.

After helping Galahad put on his gear, Mountain Eagle picked up two tactical backpacks, showed them to the other side of the road, and then gestured with his hand as if to go in and come out again...

The two old men who were leading the group, forming a pincer movement to block the bank entrance, got out of their car and retreated to the inside of the front. Gao Wen made a "do as you please" gesture to Mountain Eagle...

The staff exit at the back of the bank has been blocked off; Blood Fox and his group can only get out through the bank's main entrance.

Therefore, Gawain and his group were not afraid of the Mountain Eagles escaping at all. What they were worried about was that if they started fighting early and caused chaos in the streets, Blood Fox would have a chance to escape in the chaos.

Mercenaries are indeed reckless, but they are not crazy either. If possible, they also want to end the mission with minimal disturbance.

With the other party's 'permission', Mountain Eagle carried a tactical backpack and two tactical backpacks containing UMP45s into the bank.

Before entering the bank's surveillance range, Mountain Eagle gently pressed a button on the top of his tactical goggles.

If someone were watching the monitor at this moment, they would notice that the face of the mountain eagle wearing a baseball cap and glasses suddenly became blurry, as if something was interfering and preventing the monitor from recording his appearance.

The bank had just opened, and inside, besides the staff and a few elderly people who looked like they were there to collect their pensions, there were only two security guards who looked quite old, and four Indians wearing jeans and jackets, sitting there holding number cards and waiting.

Eddie stood next to the escalator on the right side of the bank lobby, his eyes fixed on the group of Indians.

Seeing Mountain Eagle walk into the bank, Eddie came over, took the backpack he handed him, weighed it in his hand, put it on his back, and then said with a smile, "Did you see those people over there?"

I never imagined the Knights of the Round Table would stoop so low as to use Indians; those British guys are absolutely insane!

Mountain Eagle placed the remaining backpack at Eddie's feet, nodded, and said, "I see them. There are 16 people across the street: 14 Indian gunmen, two Knights of the Round Table, plus the four here, making a total of twenty."

Behind the bank were 20 more: 18 Indian gunmen and two Knights of the Round Table.

However, there was a team of Bucharest special police a few blocks away. I don't know if they were after us, but I wouldn't recommend fighting with the authorities.

Eddie, we need to be careful; the situation is a bit beyond my expectations.

Eddie said nonchalantly, "We've come this far, we have no other choice."

Tiffany called three minutes ago; they're already on the plane...

The Blood Fox will be down soon; then it's our turn!

Mountain Eagle smiled and nodded, saying, "It seems you have a lot of temper. Since you have no more scruples, then go for it."

Iberias chose to start with betrayal and death, so let's teach him a lesson he'll pay!

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle patted Eddie's arm, then pointed to the radio in his ear and said, "I'll go deal with those Indians. You tell Blood Fox to come downstairs..."

After speaking, Mountain Eagle turned and walked towards the four wary Indians sitting in the corner of the bank. He watched as one of the men stood up, staring at him with his dim yellow eyes, his right hand reaching for his lower back. With a smile on his face, he walked up to the man...

Seeing the fierce expression on the Indian's face, Mountain Eagle smiled and shook his head...

"Never let the enemy get too close..."

(End of this chapter)