Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 980 Reactions from all parties
Three hours later, ten young state troopers wearing special bomb vests appeared on the roof of the building…

At the same time, the external maintenance elevator on the roof of the building was started. With a piercing noise from the motor, the rudimentary external elevator descended to the ground along the exterior of the building.

Inside the elevator was a brown-haired woman with a twisted neck but still breathing, and a densely written list of needs was stuck to her body.

Several SWAT officers, filled with questions, rushed over and carried the brown-haired woman to the safe zone. At the same time, the lengthy list of needs was handed to John, the state police major and area commander...

Major John sat in a command vehicle, looking at the list handed to him by his men. He frowned and cursed, "Is that guy crazy?"

What is he planning to do? Have a BBQ inside the state trooper headquarters?

When faced with his superior's question, the SWAT commander shook his head slightly and said, "Sir, that guy clearly wants more than that."

I found all the officers who escaped, and they didn't even know who the madman was.

All they knew was that the madman had stormed out of the building, killed a few people, and then gone back inside.

Our technical experts have accessed the office building's computer systems, and there are no records of that guy.

The SWAT commander looked at Major John with a strange expression and said in a deep voice, "Sir, we all want to solve the problem, but first we need to know who we are dealing with."

Why was he inside the state police building?
The woman who was just brought down was carrying a National Intelligence Service badge, but when I called to ask, they denied having such a person.

Sir, something's not right, but I don't know what the problem is!
We need to talk to that guy...

Only by meeting his demands can we find out exactly what happened in the simplest way.
That guy wasn't a terrorist. According to the escaped police officer, he used tranquilizer darts and a special type of bullet that caused excruciating pain...

He didn't want to kill anyone; the brown-haired woman's severe injuries meant she was different from the others.

After listening, Major John pondered for a moment and then said, "I was transferred to the border the day before yesterday to assist the border patrol and immigration authorities in handling cases..."

I was supposed to return here this morning, but Lieutenant Colonel Hammer made me stay at the immigration office, and then this happened.

Do you think there's anything special about this?

The SWAT captain hadn't expected Major John to try to distance himself from the situation so quickly. After a moment's hesitation, he nodded and said, "I also find it a bit strange..."

The Department of Homeland Security's Refugee Group is theoretically in charge, but here comes a woman from the National Intelligence Agency, and it's clear they're conducting a covert operation.

None of this makes sense; we need an answer, otherwise we have no way to solve the problem.

After thinking for a moment, the SWAT captain said, "Sir, do you think this matter might be related to the operation a couple of days ago?"
In the event of this, we should notify the refugee group or the FBI Bangkok team at the immigration office.

We need to integrate all the information and intelligence in order to make the right judgment…

Major John saw that the SWAT captain had instantly grasped his intentions and offered appropriate advice. He smiled, shook the list in his hand, and said, "Then let's send him what he needs according to his request first. Once we've calmed him down, we'll have enough time."

Upon hearing this, the SWAT captain looked at the media reporters outside the command vehicle, hesitated for a moment, and said, "What about those media reporters?"
I reckon the governor will call soon…

Major John rubbed his cheek in frustration and said, "Forget about the governor, what I really want right now is for a few guys in black suits to walk up to me and say they'll take over this mess..."

But I reckon no one will get involved in this mess until things become clearer!
FUCK, how did that guy even do that...?

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"It's very simple. As long as you don't strive for perfection, you can drive everyone to the rooftop like herding sheep."

I didn't want to kill anyone, and I acted very humanitarianly. Those state troopers had no reason to fight me, right?

Wearing a gas mask, Mountain Eagle sat in the state trooper's office, holding a cell phone confiscated from a state trooper and talking to Kobe...

Hearing Kobe's complaints on the phone, Mountain Eagle laughed and said, "Do you think I want this?"
That woman shot me in the thigh to get the information she wanted... Of course, it wasn't a real bullet, otherwise she would be dead by now, but this is enough to prove that those people are starting to act desperately.

They realized that the problem was caused by the Angel of Death, so they wanted to find him and kill him at all costs.

Kobe, you have to hold your nerve and absolutely do not contact Dalia or the others…

Kobe said helplessly on the other end of the phone, "Mountain Eagle, you're the advisor for the refugee group. How do you think I can hold on?"

Just now, the head of the Department of Homeland Security called my cell phone. Do you know what he said to me?

He told me that if I couldn't handle the issue of the Angel of Death properly, I would spend the rest of my life in an Arizona prison.

Upon hearing this, Mountain Eagle laughed and said, "This is good news. It means that your superiors have also realized the problem, so they said 'deal with the problem of the Angel of Death,' instead of asking you to rush in and kill me."

Dude, somewhere we can't see, a game of strategy has begun that we can't even touch.

Those who made mistakes walked into the trap prepared for them by the angel of death, and it seems impossible for them to avoid paying the price.

Kobe listened, marveling at the eagle's keen senses, and then said helplessly, "I need 'Arthur' to provide me with convincing intelligence. I can avoid contacting Dalia and the others to prevent them from being discovered, but they can contact me, right?"
"Besides attracting attention, what else are you trying to achieve by doing this?"

Mountain Eagle sat on the soft sofa, looking at the scenery outside the window, and said with a smile, "I'm wondering what the Angel of Death would do if he saw this situation."
I contacted Jim Clark, who will move his press conference on the Laredo border human smuggling incident to a square just one street away tomorrow.

I will also offer him some support here..."

Upon hearing this, Kobe exclaimed in horror, "You want to frame the state troopers as accomplices in human trafficking without any evidence?"

Mountain Eagle chuckled and said, "Am I crazy? Does a crazy person need evidence to accuse someone?"
America is a place where public opinion can sway politics. As long as we can create a suitable public opinion environment, I can also be a madman with a sense of justice...

If we put enough pressure on the state troopers, they will be forced to come forward and prove their innocence, and if they are innocent, they will need to arrest those who were actually involved.

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle looked out the window and said softly, "Kobe, do you believe that a lot of evidence will automatically surface?"

Kobe let out a painful sigh and said, "You mean, the Angel of Death will help us..."

"Yes, he hates these people. He drew our attention here for revenge..."

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle glanced at the lieutenant colonel lying on the ground, smiled, raised his gun, and pulled the trigger, administering an additional dose of tranquilizer to the old man. Then, he said with a smile, "Kobe, keep an eye out for any information that may appear at any time..."

The Angel of Death would never have expected us to do this, so if he wanted to leak information, he would inevitably give himself away.

After listening, Kobe said in admiration, "You never expected to find any clues about the Angel of Death from 'Arthur,' right?"

Mountain Eagle chuckled and said, "How do you expect to get what you want from someone betrayed by the Angel of Death?"

That guy is a genius, but he has needs...

I never had a clear idea of ​​his needs before, but now I've got a bit of inspiration...

Kobe, have you ever considered that the Angel of Death doesn't actually hate America?

Kobe was stunned for a moment, then said incredulously, "What?"

Mountain Eagle rubbed his chin and said in a somewhat uncertain tone, "The Angel of Death is someone trained by the United States to control Isis..."

This guy betrayed those who nurtured him and dedicated himself to the cause of Isis...

I don't quite understand the psychology of terrorists, but who is truly the culprit behind the chaos in the Middle East?

(End of this chapter)