Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 893 Fierce Fight

Mountain Eagle wanted to refuse the support, but before he could speak, Robin, under Galahad's cover, rushed into the smoke at the edge of the forest and quickly crossed the battlefield amidst flying bullets...

When the mountain eagle saw Robin tumbling down the roadbed on his side, he stood up and fired a burst of bullets at the enemy in the distance, then rushed over and pulled Robin, who had fallen into the ditch, up.

After grabbing the eagle's hand for leverage, Robin quickly darted forward in a bear-like crawl to the back of the still-smoking truck.

Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, Robin paused for a moment. He quickly peered out to scout the situation in the distance, then turned back to Mountain Eagle and said, "There are six of them. You stay here to draw their attention, and I'll flank them from the side."

Mountain Eagle replaced the magazine on his AK-105 and shook his head, saying, "We need to take out the enemy's drone control group first. I've found their location, and now all we have to do is break through."

Robin frowned upon hearing this and said, "Force our way in?"

Mountain Eagle pointed overhead and said, "Unless you're prepared to give them time to launch more drones to bomb us."

Robin nodded and said, "OK, I'll go to the right, you go to the left..."

Mountain Eagle glanced at the bushes on his left and the exposed ditch and field ridge on his right, shook his head, rushed to the edge of the truck's cab, grabbed the rickety door, and pulled hard...

To Robin's astonishment, the mountain eagle forcefully ripped the car door off...

As Mountain Eagle carried the car door back, he shouted, "Don't just stand there, take off those bearded gunmen's bulletproof vests..."

Seeing the mountain eagle's relaxed demeanor, Robin, already knowing what he was up to, quickly bent down and darted into the bushes, pulling off the bulletproof vests from the bodies of the dead bearded gunmen. Upon returning, he simply draped the vests over the car door and then haphazardly wrapped them with duct tape.

Mountain Eagle liked this kind of clever person. After the makeshift shield was finished, he grabbed the handle on the inside of the car door with one hand and, to Robin's astonishment, lifted the 300-pound 'shield' to his waist...

No matter how strong the mountain eagle is, it would be difficult to lift a shield weighing over 300 pounds with one hand. Fortunately, the exoskeleton patch built into the flexible armor provides great assistance, using the advantages of the mechanical structure to offset most of the weight.

After stretching his limbs slightly to make sure he was alright, Mountain Eagle positioned the AK-105 between two body armor vests where the car window had been, then looked at the dumbfounded Robin and said, "Are you ready?"

Robin instinctively leaned forward, gripping the side of the car door with his left hand to offer some assistance, only to find that his exertion would merely disrupt Mountain Eagle's balance. So he nodded vigorously, shrinking back under Mountain Eagle's disdainful gaze, and aimed his gun at the distance...

"Let's go ..."

After confirming that Robin was ready, Mountain Eagle decisively gave the order, then stepped out of the truck's cover area, holding his 'shield', and began to advance towards the bearded men who had entered within 400 meters.

The enemy probably didn't expect that Mountain Eagle and his men would abandon their cover and rush out for a head-on confrontation...

The moment a heavy car door covered in bulletproof vest appeared in the scope, the bearded leader shouted and pulled the trigger first...

"Clap clap clap clap..."

The AKM fired 5.45mm bullets at Mountain Eagle and his men as if they were free.

However, the 400-meter distance, coupled with the protection of the shields, rendered the shots fired by the several quick-reacting bearded men useless.

Mountain Eagle felt the vibration on the 'shield', but his left arm seemed to have a built-in stabilizer, easily keeping the 'shield' steady. At the same time, he saw a machine gunner lying on the ground, and an assistant gunner to the side sorting through the MG3's ammunition...

"Robin, machine gunner..."

As Mountain Eagle shouted, he pulled the trigger, firing continuously towards the machine gunner...

Meanwhile, after Robin knocked down a bearded man, he turned his gun around and began firing...

400 meters is an easy distance at a shooting range, but on a tense battlefield, the difference between an ordinary person and a precision shooter lies in whether they can maintain accuracy and efficiency beyond 400 meters.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Robin's M27 was a system-provided weapon from the Mountain Eagle, and the standard-equipped small conch-shaped scope had extremely high clarity, which provided a foundation for Robin to perform exceptionally well.

Feeling the weight of his responsibility, Robin pulled the trigger and shot down the assistant gunner the moment the machine gunner was suppressed. Then, he risked leaning out and firing, firing bullets continuously into the area around the machine gun.

He didn't even check if the machine gunner was dead. Instead, the moment the magazine was empty, he shouted "Reload!" and handed the firing duty over to Mountain Eagle, while he quickly changed to a new magazine...

Because of its posture, the mountain eagle cannot aim accurately through the scope, so it can only rhythmically pull the trigger to suppress its opponent.

The moment he saw Robin finish reloading, Mountain Eagle fired the last bullet, then quickly pushed the magazine release to drop the magazine. He then turned the gun to the side, tucked the butt against his neck, and with one hand pulled out a new magazine and put it into the magazine well…

Seeing that Robin had successfully suppressed his opponent, Mountain Eagle pulled back the bolt with his right hand, then quickened his pace and shouted, "Watch out, I'm going to speed up..."

At this point, the distance between the two sides had reached 200 meters, which is within the most comfortable shooting distance for the Mountain Eagle...

"Clap clap..."

A precise double shot struck one of the bearded men in the head, and the exploding blood and brains finally brought the remaining two bearded men to their senses...

They shouted and turned to hide in the nearby ditch, hoping to use it as cover to try and break through the eagle's shield again. Their fighting spirit was astonishing, but against a true master, without the advantage of terrain, sheer willpower alone is unlikely to change the outcome.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Bang bang bang..."

Mountain Eagle and Robin pulled the triggers simultaneously, taking down the last two bearded men.

Before the people on the other side of the road could react, Mountain Eagle, carrying a heavy shield, rushed to the fallen machine gunner's side...

Seeing the severely wounded machine gunner, Mountain Eagle frowned and fired another shot into his head, then slung his own gun over his back, crouched down, and picked up the MG3 machine gun from the ground with one hand...

Without being reminded, Robin pounced on the assistant gunner, took the ammunition belt wrapped around him, and draped it over himself.

The gun had 80 bullets, and Robin had 200 bullets on him, which was enough for the Mountain Eagle to launch a surprise attack on its opponent.

"let's go……"

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"Boom, boom, boom..."

Several improvised explosive devices detonated on the tractor's path...

The enemy used the simplest combined arms tactics to successfully halve the distance between the two sides.

Once both sides were within range of the automatic rifles, the engagement became increasingly intense...

The explosions of several bombs did not stop the large tractor, but they did severely injure several of the accompanying gunmen.

Meanwhile, the 'scapegoat' killers who had been passively dragged into the woods by the trucks also realized what was happening and began running and firing in the woods.

These men had only received basic military training. Drugs and the desire to get rich and change their lives had clouded their judgment. Right now, all they knew was to kill everyone in the woods and then go back for the bounty.

The three guys with the longest range, Elk, Camel, and Eddie, were at the front, while Blood Fox and Galahad, two old men who were over 130 years old combined, had to pick up rifles and fight a bunch of reckless guys in the woods.

Galahad used a large tree to kill a fanatical gunman, and before the enemy could retaliate, he performed a clumsy side roll, then lay on the ground and repeatedly pulled the trigger, wounding a gunman who popped his head out.

The moment Galahad tried to get up, he felt a tightening in his waist, then his whole body jerked, and he let out a painful groan...

Not far away, Blood Fox pulled a knife from a gunman's neck, then pushed the still-breathing gunman around to block the view of others, while simultaneously extending the muzzle of his UMP45 through the gunman's ribs and unleashing a barrage of fire.

"Da da da da..."

After shooting down two more people, Blood Fox noticed Galahad's unusual behavior. He forcefully pushed the wounded man forward while crouching low and running behind a large tree not far from Galahad, where he shot one of the wounded gunmen in the head...

Seeing Galahad writhing on the ground clutching his aching back, Blood Fox frowned, bent down, rushed over, grabbed the strap on his back, and dragged him behind a large tree...

"what happened to you?"

Galahad, who had been forcefully lifted up by Blood Fox, trembled as if he had been electrocuted, and sat awkwardly on his side on the ground, saying in a low voice, "My back is injured..."

Upon hearing this, Blood Fox wanted to step forward to check, but Galahad grabbed his hand and said, "It's not a gunshot wound. I twisted my back when I rolled over. Let me rest for a bit, it'll be fine soon..."

Blood Fox paused for a moment, then stood up with a look of disgust and darted to the other side, shouting into the radio, "I knew the Knights of the Round Table were all English cowards..."

Just as Blood Fox was complaining, Eddie suddenly shouted from the front, "Blood Fox, detonate the bomb! We're about to be overwhelmed..."

Upon hearing this, Blood Fox immediately pulled out a remote control with number keys from his pocket and pressed a few numbers...

"Boom boom boom boom..."

A series of explosions rang out not far away...

The simple bombs specially made by the Mountain Eagle have limited power, but with the steel balls and gravel inside flying around close to the ground, their lethality to ground troops is still considerable.

And this time they were quite lucky; a bomb that exploded almost right next to the tractor blew out the tractor's large rear tire.

After the tractor stubbornly moved forward for several dozen meters, the tangled rotten tires completely blocked the right rear wheel from turning.

Seeing the pressure on the front lines suddenly decrease, Eddie, wielding an M27, immediately turned and rushed into the depths of the woods to help Blood Fox intercept the sacrificial gunmen who were entering the forest...

(End of this chapter)