Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 914 Devastated
Eight kilometers southeast of the village, Dushan, having changed out of his tactical vest and into civilian clothes, stopped his vehicle in front of a checkpoint at a three-way intersection...

Several soldiers in camouflage uniforms, armed with rifles, stopped the truck and shouted that they wanted to inspect the vehicle.

Just as a soldier forcefully knocked on the truck door, ordering Duchamp to get out for inspection, a series of muffled thuds echoed from the woods beside the road…

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

Mountain Eagle, Eddie, and Camel, three top-notch marksmen who had disembarked earlier, emerged from the woods and shot down several armed soldiers before they could react.

Duchamp, gripping an old AKM without a stock, watched as the soldiers blocking the front of the vehicle shook their heads violently as if struck by a hammer before collapsing limply to the ground. He let out a slight sigh of relief...

Duchamp then quickly got out of the car and rushed into the checkpoint hut to check the situation. He then rushed out, dragging the soldier's body by the door, and headed towards the woods, pushing the dirt on the road to cover up the bloodstains as he went...

Duchamp's actions were quite practiced; it was clear this wasn't his first time doing something like this.

After successfully carrying out their plan, the Mountain Eagles immediately put away their guns and went to help. They dragged the bodies into the woods to cover them up before returning to the checkpoint to remove the roadblocks.

During Operation Mountain Eagle, we heard a report from the elk over the radio...

"The elk are in position. You need to hurry. A few idiots have been captured, and the Kosovo Liberation Organization is preparing to execute them."

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Meanwhile, in a small square within a small camp converted from an abandoned factory, only about one kilometer from the checkpoint...

Six young men, their faces covered in blood, were kneeling on the ground with their hands tied behind their backs. Behind them stood several laughing soldiers holding rifles.

A gaunt, gloomy-faced man walked up to the six young men, grabbed the chin of one of the more handsome young men, and grinned maliciously, saying, "You're here to rescue people..."

"Whom do you want to save? I'll let her come out and meet you!"

The young man glared at the guy in front of him, spat a mouthful of bloody saliva at him, and shouted, "You will go to hell! You damn lunatics will be punished sooner or later!"

You will all go to hell, and the fires will burn your souls…

The gaunt middle-aged man wiped the blood and foam from his face, then slapped the young man across the face. He grinned maliciously and beckoned to his men, saying, "Find a table and bring all the women we robbed this morning..."

We'll make them identify them one by one; I want them to know the consequences of attacking us.

Amidst the laughter of his men, the gaunt middle-aged man grabbed the young man's ear, pulled out a dagger, and cut off his ear, throwing it to the ground as the young man screamed in agony...

"You'll soon find out what hell is like. I originally wanted to sell those women for a good price, but now I've changed my mind."

I'll let my guys have their fun in turns, then you'll watch them die...

Remember, you're the one who killed them!

Amidst the terrified screams of several young people, a group of soldiers, laughing hysterically, carried several tables out of the dilapidated factory building, and then four struggling women were led out...

Two of the women saw the young man being held captive and screamed in terror, struggling desperately to rush towards him.

But how could a woman possibly be stronger than these soldiers...?

The gaunt middle-aged man followed the young man's gaze to a brown-haired girl. After glancing at the terrified young man, the gaunt man gripped the dagger in reverse, inserted the blade into the brown-haired girl's collar, and then forcefully tore open her thin top...

"Do not……"

The young people's terrified screams acted like fuel, igniting a frenzied atmosphere. The soldiers, grinning grotesquely, ripped off the clothes of the four women and then forced them onto the table by their arms...

Some impatient guys had already taken off their pants and started lining up...

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The mountain eagle cut through the barbed wire fence at the edge of the camp and slipped inside, quietly approaching the scene of the incident...

Using several old, unusable machines as cover, the mountain eagle clearly saw what was happening two hundred meters away.

Crow has already reported the situation inside the abandoned factory to Mountain Eagle. Apart from a few people still inside the factory, most of the remaining soldiers have gathered in the small square to prepare for a carnival...

Watching a burly man with yellow teeth pin a girl's left hand to a table with a large iron nail...

With a somber look, Mountain Eagle released the safety on his AK-103, turned to Eddie and Camel, and said in a deep voice, "Are you sure you can handle this?"

The two old men clearly sensed the murderous intent emanating from the mountain eagle. The camel nodded slightly and said, "That's exactly what the Arctic fox is doing..."

As they spoke, Camel and Eddie exchanged a glance, then quickly separated by more than ten meters, before making the prepared hand gestures...

Mountain Eagle turned his attention to the scene of the incident, watching as the burly man with yellow teeth raised his hammer again amidst the girl's screams. Suddenly, he stood up and pulled the trigger...

"Elk……"

"Bang..." "Slap slap slap, slap slap slap, slap slap slap..."

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

The bullet fired from the SVD sniper rifle accurately struck the gaunt middle-aged leader. Just seconds before, this man, who had been grinning maliciously, had his head explode like a rotten watermelon. The splattered blood and brain matter splattered onto a naked girl, causing her to scream in terror.

The burly man with yellow teeth raised his hammer high, but before it could fall, two 7.62mm bullets struck his neck and side chest...

The bullet entered through a small hole, but on the other side...

A fist-sized hole burst open on the other side of the yellow-toothed burly man's neck and chest, and the ruptured carotid artery in his neck caused blood to gush out like a flood.

The bullets struck the ribs on the other side of the chest, causing horrific damage inside the yellow-toothed man's chest cavity. They then struck the ribs on the other side, causing a large bulge to protrude outwards.

The burly man with yellow teeth felt no pain. He subconsciously touched his neck, which was gushing blood. When he realized the problem and tried to shout, he had no strength left and could only fall limply to the ground, convulsing.

Eddie and Camel set their sights on the gunmen standing behind the young man, ready to carry out the execution...

The M27, equipped with a silencer, fired accurate and deadly bullets, quickly taking down the gunmen before they could even react.

By the time those around realized what was happening and tried to find cover, the Mountain Eagles had already closed to within about 50 meters.

Three top-notch marksmen and one top-notch sniper delivered a textbook raid.

Advance, fire, turn the muzzle, advance, fire...

The three top marksmen were like robots, endlessly repeating the same actions, while the soldiers gathered in the square were like a flock of sheep being hunted, and no matter which direction they fled, they were met with deadly bullets.

The raid started very smoothly because most of the people in the square were not carrying guns, and they were unable to put up even the most basic resistance against the attack of the top marksmen.

As the spearhead, the eagle's eyes never left the target; the tactical goggles provided assault assistance, allowing him to clearly distinguish the personnel situation on the scene...

"Papa, papa..."

After firing several shots and hitting two gunmen who were trying to crawl under the table, Mountain Eagle pulled a magazine from his chest and shouted, "Change magazines..."

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle used the magazine to push against the latch. The moment the original magazine fell off, the new magazine slid in smoothly and then resumed fire...

Eddie, who was standing next to him, emptied his magazine, pulled a smoke grenade from his chest, threw it towards the far end of the square near the factory, and then shouted, "Reload..."

Mountain Eagle took over Eddie's area and quickly knocked down a guy trying to escape towards the factory. Just as he continued his advance, the sound of a deer came over the radio...

"Attention, someone is coming out of the factory..."

Mountain Eagle decisively turned his gun around, continuing to mop up the remaining enemies in the square while shouting loudly into the radio, "Duchamp..."

As the eagle walked, it stomped on the neck of a man who wasn't quite dead yet, snapping his neck. Just as the roar of a truck echoed in the distance, it loudly gave a command via voice…

"Spearhead missiles, 4 missiles, fire..."

At the command of the Mountain Eagle, four miniature missiles shot out from the truck bed that had broken through the factory gate and hurtled towards the factory buildings.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

After a series of explosions, thick smoke and rising dust completely engulfed the factory gate...

Whether the enemy is dead or not, Mountain Eagle doesn't know, but they certainly can't see them now...

"Clap clap clap..."

Mountain Eagle quickly opened fire to suppress an enemy hiding behind an abandoned flower bed. Taking advantage of the enemy's inability to move, he changed his angle, drew his pistol, and shot the two men, who hadn't even had time to put on their pants, dead in the gap between the two flower beds.

Then, Mountain Eagle, who had already rushed to the factory gate, pulled down two grenades and threw them inside. The moment the explosions rang out, Mountain Eagle charged into the factory like a mad tiger...

Eddie and Camel, who were clearing the square, exchanged a glance and grinned, revealing a happy smile...

"That's more like it, that's how it should be..."

Camel pulled out his pistol and finished off the wounded soldier on the ground. After that, he changed the magazine in his rifle and rushed towards the flank of the abandoned factory...

His aging body made it difficult for him to charge head-on, so he opted to provide cover from the flanks...

As the sprint began, the camel didn't forget to shout loudly, "Eddie..."

Eddie walked past the girl whose hand was pinned to the table, smiled at her, and said, "Hang in there a little longer, Eddie's dad will be here to rescue you soon..."

(End of this chapter)