Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 965 Chaos
New Laredo...

The battle between drug traffickers and special forces in the city's suburbs has reached a fever pitch, and the operational space for dozens of heavily armed special forces members is gradually being squeezed.

The black ops team, which initially performed exceptionally well, is now showing signs of weakness.

There's really no way...

When drug cartels are determined to fight government forces to the death in a residential area full of civilians, they are superior to government forces in terms of numbers, ferocity, firepower, and even organization.

Mexican special forces are not bad, but no matter how excellent their soldiers are, they can't carry enough ammunition and supplies like the Mountain Eagle.

Modern warfare is like this: limited by logistical capabilities, even the most powerful troops can only have strong burst damage in direct combat, but their ability to wage a protracted war is limited.

So when the battle between the two sides lasted for four hours, and Los Zetas had gathered nearly 600 gunmen to completely surround the residential area, the Mexican special forces began to retreat and kept calling for outside support.

Meanwhile, the nearest troops began to delay for various reasons, and some even offered to act as intermediaries to contact Los Zetas and recommend resolving the issue through negotiation.

Because at this time, New Laredo had entered a very frenzied state, even the police were lying in wait and dared not make the slightest move. Any government-related team entering New Laredo was likely to be shot at from all directions.

This is the reality in Mexico: when the government and drug cartels coexist peacefully, the city maintains a semblance of order. However, once the government wants to take down the drug cartels but lacks overwhelming power, the city becomes a war zone the moment war begins.

It truly is a war zone, a war zone even more terrifying than Iraq and Afghanistan...

The Middle East is just a place without order, but NATO forces have an overwhelming advantage, so even if the two sides are at war, the actual scale of the fighting is kept under control.

Mexico doesn't have those conditions. The government forces are reluctant to use helicopters on a large scale, and the rank-and-file troops have very few armored vehicles. The special forces mostly use armed pickup trucks, and their heavy firepower is even less than that of drug traffickers...

Many people subconsciously associate Mexican drug cartels with criminal organizations, but in English and Spanish, 'war' is actually a separate word!
When Mexico declared the start of its 'war on drugs,' its civil war effectively began.

If you think of drug cartels as anti-government armed groups, you'll find that the 'drug war' is actually a war waged by the Mexican government against major drug cartels and gangs across the country for control of the regions.

This is civil war!
Statistics show that from 2006 to 2016, the death toll from the Mexican civil war approached 30.

This is the death toll; you can imagine how intense the clashes were!
In this situation, Los Zetas was cornered, and the pressure on the government forces was immense...

Especially since the mountain eagle gave it a push from inside...

He trampled on the penises of several spoiled brats and hung them outside the hotel, after which the plan by the local government and police in Nuevo Laredo to cooperate with the Gulf Group was exposed.

As a group known for their cruelty, Los Zetas's only way of dealing with this problem was to escalate the situation.

So they not only sent 600 men to trap the special forces, but also searched the entire city to eliminate members of the Gulf Group.

Drug cartels don't care about evidence. In tense situations like this, they'll shoot you without hesitation if they find you suspicious.

By this time, Nuevo Laredo had become the Tripoli of Mexico, with gang members roaming the streets. They weren't professional fighters, but they all had guns and were extremely violent...

The city's residents have grown accustomed to the existence of Los Zetas and the existence of conflict over the years...

However, while the clashes between Los Zetas and the Gulf Group in the past were brutal, they were never on the same scale as tonight's.

Hundreds of young people who depend on Los Zetas's upstream and downstream supply chain for their livelihood were caught up in it, and restlessness filled their minds, igniting everything...

As the morning sun peeked over the horizon, the situation inside New Laredo had reached a fever pitch...

Shops with questionable backgrounds were vandalized, looted, and burned; numerous border warehouses were seized by gangs affiliated with Los Zetas, whose members brazenly occupied goods awaiting crossing the border…

The people of Los Zetas occupied most of the major intersections, and the pungent smell and smoke from burning old tires began to spread everywhere.

This highly professional approach made it impossible for the military helicopters that came to provide support, as well as helicopters from American Television, to see the activities of people on the ground.

As the mountain eagle entered the city of Nuevo Laredo, the sky was already beginning to lighten...

However, the deliberately blocked traffic prevented him from using his vehicle to reach his destination, so he had no choice but to get off and walk after entering the city.

Fortunately, Los Zetas hasn't reached the point where everyone is a soldier...

Their behavior means that these unscrupulous guys may be popular with young people, but they are not popular with the local people.

So as long as he can avoid the spies the gang has set up at the intersection, Mountain Eagle can walk to his target area. Even if some city residents hiding in their homes spot him, they will ignore him.

In this situation, Galahad, who had a back injury, couldn't be of any help...

To be honest, Mountain Eagle never expected that Peggy's series of actions in trying to get one of her men back would lead to such consequences.

The Robin pickup truck was parked near an upscale neighborhood, hugging the wall and blending in with the other vehicles parked along it...

Seeing the armed men appearing ahead, Robin said with a headache, "We can't identify them. What do we do next?"

Looking through the windshield, Mountain Eagle saw a dozen gunmen in bulletproof vests, armed with automatic weapons, guarding the entrance to the community...

This is a local characteristic of Mexico: when the police clearly cannot fully guarantee the safety of residents, various self-defense groups naturally emerge. As outsiders, Mountain Eagle and his group had no way of distinguishing themselves from drug cartel gunmen; it would be incredibly foolish to shoot the wrong people.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "It's still a few kilometers from where 'Arthur' is hiding."

Driving is definitely not an option. You guys back up and wait for my message..."

Upon hearing this, Robin, who was driving, frowned and said, "You're planning to go alone?"

Mountain Eagle shook his head slightly and said, "It wasn't one person. Dalia arranged for a team to hide near 'Arthur' when the chaos started."

I'll go and meet up with them, and then we'll figure out a way to capture 'Arthur' alive...

"You all retreat and wait for my message. I need someone to cover my retreat at any time!"

Robin glanced back at Galahad, who was injured. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said, "The main roads in New Laredo are blocked. The best option for retreat is the small road to the northwest."

I will set up defensive measures there...

The main force of drug traffickers is in the south, and most of the people in the cities are low- to middle-level henchmen. It should be possible for them to break out.

Galahad can stay there and wait for you. I'll go to the police station so I can make some noise and attract the attention of the city's gangs.

Mountain Eagle decisively shook his head and said, "You can't do much by yourself. If you want to create a commotion to cover for me, then go to the outer perimeter..."

Harassing or simply taking down drug cartel highway checkpoints can achieve the same effect.

Robin didn't argue with Mountain Eagle. He nodded decisively and said, "No problem. There's enough explosives and ammunition on the vehicle. If it's just to distract them, I can handle it alone..."

Mountain Eagle pondered for a moment, then took out a map of New Laredo, marked a few points on it, and said, "These are the few places. If we can mobilize them, there's a high probability that we can attract people from the northwest to come and provide support."

Dude, this is a bit difficult, but it shouldn't be too much of a problem for you.

Never do anything unplanned…

Robin nodded firmly and said, "Don't worry, I know what to do!"

Mountain Eagle and Robin exchanged a few glances, and after confirming that the furious soldier had taken their words to heart, Mountain Eagle decisively pushed open the door and got out of the car. He pressed himself against the wall to avoid the gunman's line of sight, waved to the two inside, and said, "It's settled then. Be careful..."

Galahad watched the eagle disappear into the distance, skimming along the wall. He looked at Robin, who was reciting the map, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Robin, you are one of the best soldiers I've ever seen in my career..."

Now that the Holy Grail Knights have been defeated, have you considered the Arctic Fox Foundation?

"All the Arctic Fox people are dead, they need someone like you..."

Robin, who was staring at the map, paused for a moment, then decisively shook his head and said, "Sir, I am Robin, the assault soldier of the 'Holy Grail Knight'..."

We once vowed to make 'Calligraphy Knights' the best team!

Do you still remember our buddies?

They saved my life in Syria and Iraq, but ultimately died in Romania while covering our deaths…

We owe them!

Galahad looked at Robin's expression and sighed deeply...

The downfall of the Grail Knights was actually an extension of the internal problems within the Knights of the Round Table. In the end, Lancelot and a few other old guys survived, but the rest of the Grail Knights all died...

Robin is right, they owe those guys!
Robin sensed Galahad's complex emotions and said, looking down, "Arctic Fox is fantastic, and Mountain Eagle is a great boss..."

But you once taught me that a smooth road isn't life, and I always have to do something...

I know what you're thinking, but I have my own ideas. As long as I'm alive, the Holy Grail Knights won't disappear, and those guys won't have died in vain!

I may not be able to reach the level of the Arctic fox, but I will do my best…

Galahad paused for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "You're right, but unfortunately, my old bones may not be able to accompany you any longer..."

I've borrowed $500 million in advance from the Mountain Eagles, and I also have some savings of my own, all of which originally belonged to the Holy Grail Knights. I'll give all of that money to you...

I lost, and the Knights of the Round Table lost too. Now it's up to you to decide how to build your own 'Holy Grail Knights'!
"Mountain Eagle is a very good person. Arctic Fox has transformed his business and needs a Holy Grail Knight. Regardless of your future plans, at least you won't lack business in the early stages..."

Robin listened, his eyes fixed on the distant sky billowing with black smoke, and said in a deep voice, "That's right, his business in Mexico needs someone like me..."

I also really want to smash these gangs to pieces!

(End of this chapter)