Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger-Chapter 667 - 619: On the Road

When Mountain Eagle arrived at Russian Mission, several natives dressed in heavy fur coats were already waiting on the dock...

They used bright flashlights to guide the ship, and once the patrol boat made a "bang" against the dock, those natives quickly helped secure the mooring ropes and eagerly boarded the deck to start transporting the rescue supplies.

An Indian man with a hooked nose and a cold demeanor found Mountain Eagle and said in a deep voice, "Sir, my name is Chris Bull, but everyone calls me 'Mad Bull'. Wayne called me, I'll be joining you on the rescue mission.

I've always handled the transfer of cattle and sheep, so I'm very familiar with the road to the Valley."

As he spoke, 'Mad Bull' pointed to five snowmobiles on the dock, and dozens of restless sled dogs harnessed to sleds...

"I'll lead the way in front, you all can follow on the snowmobiles..."

While Mad Bull was speaking, Balang jumped off the ship onto the dock and rushed towards the restless sled dogs...

Just as Mad Bull was about to stop him, he saw his prized lead dog confronting Balang for less than five seconds before lowering its head and exposing its belly.

Watching Balang circle the sled dog team, occasionally baring his teeth to intimidate the cowering sled dogs...

Mad Bull said somewhat incredulously, "What's going on here?"

There were many things Mountain Eagle couldn't explain. He patted Mad Bull's arm and said with a smile, "He's the unofficial father to a pack of Magangxie Wolves; the scent on him must be very stimulating to those sled dogs.

Don't worry, he means no harm..."

As Mountain Eagle spoke, he curled his tongue and blew a sharp whistle, instructing Balang to stop bothering the sled dogs, then started helping to unload cargo while saying to Mad Bull, "Our time is tight. If we don't get those injured out before dawn, they might not make it.

We need to take as many supplies as possible to the valley, even if we can't use them, they'll stay there.

Wayne mentioned his nephew is a cattle expert; I'm planning to invest in a ranch in the valley, these supplies can be considered as initial investments for the ranch.

The snowstorm came at a bad time, who knows if the cattle and sheep left near the valley can withstand it?"

Upon hearing this, Mad Bull excitedly said, "It should be fine, the coldest of Alaska hasn't arrived yet..."

As he spoke, Mad Bull jumped onto the dock and loudly called out, "I'll go notify 'Pegasus,' have him join us in the valley for the rescue mission...

You've prepared a lot, we need to leave someone here to guard these supplies."

Mountain Eagle didn't concern himself with how Mad Bull planned to proceed; after everything was unloaded from the ship, he checked with a flashlight to ensure everything was alright, and then jumped onto the dock to attach the polyurethane sled to the snowmobile's tow hook.

After checking the spare fuel, Mountain Eagle mounted the snowmobile for a test run.

Once everything was ready, the 'Pegasus' found by Mad Bull arrived riding a snowmobile.

Mad Bull loudly greeted Pegasus, then stood on the sled, lowered his mask, and issued commands to the excited sled dogs...

With a series of barks, the sled dogs simultaneously exerted their strength, and as the sled began to move slowly, Mountain Eagle lowered his mask and switched on his headlamp, then signaled his companions...

Everyone lined up in a row closely following Mad Bull's sled.

The night and snowstorm dropped visibility to a frightening level...

Even with strong lights illuminating the way, only about twenty meters ahead was visible; beyond that, the team could easily become separated.

Balang ran alongside, as Mountain Eagle skillfully drove the snowmobile, eyes fixated on the two lamps on Mad Bull's sled.

At this point, following the path was pointless; the snow had covered the ground, and only by closely following the tracks left by Mad Bull's sled could they advance safely.

At this time, the significance of sled dogs became evident...

Smart sled dogs consciously avoided obstacles along the way; following them helps prevent the snowmobiles from crashing into tree roots or other obstructions.

Mountain Eagle hadn't felt such a thrill in a long time; the snowstorm took most things out of his control, ramping up adrenaline from the sense of danger...

Whether by illusion or not, Mountain Eagle felt his senses sharpened; the whistling snowstorm brought not only icy snowflakes but also faint animal sounds from upwind...

In the woods, a group of wild boars huddled together to keep warm, while several moose ignored the storm's wrath, still searching for food...

A fox took advantage of the snowstorm for cover and ambushed a snow hare, dragging the hare back to its den after a few minutes of struggle.

Mountain Eagle, long accustomed to Golden Cicada's presence, now used his hearing and instinctive thinking to reconstruct the sounds into an image.

Perhaps the image in his mind didn't match reality exactly, but the overall situation wasn't far off.

This newfound discovery excited Mountain Eagle, he even felt his eyesight becoming clearer.

It was like an instinctive compensation mechanism; in extremely low visibility, hearing and smell somewhat compensated for the lack of vision.

Just like how blind people often have stronger senses of smell and hearing due to survival needs.

Even ordinary people have this kind of ability, just as most people, in a pitch-black night, can enhance their hearing to some extent by concentrating.

However, compared to ordinary people, Mountain Eagle's sensory balance compensation mechanism comes faster and is more effective.

Ever since a serious illness, Mountain Eagle's body has become a treasure trove, but he often overlooked sensory improvements due to his abundance of high-tech equipment.

Now he has realized it and has begun to explore it consciously!

The straight-line distance from Russian Mission to the Valley is thirty kilometers. Using the forest path previously opened by the Dimension Card Company, the sled team took nearly 4 hours to reach the southern entrance of the Valley.

As they approached the Mountain, the power of the snowstorm was diminished considerably due to the barrier of the Mountain.

Following Mad Bull's sled, Mountain Eagle slowed down, and then he discovered a herd of about a hundred sheep huddling together to fend off the cold near the southern entrance of the Valley.

At first, Mountain Eagle thought that the sheep were trapped by the heavy snow and couldn't find the entrance to the Valley. But when he got closer to the entrance, he realized there was a Wolf Pack feasting inside the entrance.

Dozens of North American gray wolves were tearing apart a few sheep, which had been freshly killed. The warm steam was still wafting from the exposed flesh in the air.

Mad Bull halted the sled, first soothing the slightly intimidated sled dogs, then pulled a hunting rifle from the sled and fired a shot into the air...

With a "bang," the North American gray wolves looked up in this direction.

Mountain Eagle rode his snowmobile to Mad Bull's side, stopping the Mad Bull who was about to fire again, and said, "Let me..."

He took a single-barrel grenade launcher from his bag, set the explosive height of the grenade, then pulled the trigger toward the entrance of the Valley...

"Boom"

The moment the explosion was heard, the gray wolves were frightened and turned to flee.

After driving away the Wolf Pack, Mountain Eagle whistled to Balang and pointed to the huddled sheep, saying, "Drive them in, they are my property now..."

Balang tilted his head, looking at Mountain Eagle for a few seconds, then, under Mad Bull's amazed gaze, turned and charged towards the sheep in the woods, barking deeply and biting to drive the sheep to move...

Watching Balang, like an experienced Shepherd Dog, guide the sheep, controlling their direction from the side...

Finally, Pegasus joined the team from behind, and said enviously, "What a good dog..."

Mountain Eagle tilted his head to glance at this old chap...

He had determined eyes, a lean body, greasy long hair, and deep nasolabial folds making him look extremely serious.

They say he's Wayne's nephew, but Mountain Eagle didn't think this guy looked any younger than Wayne.

Seeing this guy's eyes glued to Balang, Mountain Eagle chuckled and said, "Balang is my partner, so don't get any ideas about him."

Pegasus was momentarily stunned, then slightly nodded and said, "This guy is a warrior's partner. If he has offspring in the future, can you leave one for me?

I also have several excellent Shepherd Dogs, if possible..."

Mountain Eagle didn't have the time to discuss finding a mate for Balang at this moment.

He waved his hand and said, "We'll talk about that later..."

He pointed to the sheep that already entered the Valley entrance and said, "Let's follow..."

The entrance passage of the Valley was about 600 meters long...

After entering the Valley, Mountain Eagle and his team clearly felt the temperature rise a few degrees.

The snowstorm above continued to fall, but the surrounding mountains shielded the cold wind, making the Valley the best shelter from the wind.

This Valley was divided into two parts. The southern part used to be the site of the Dimension Card Company Laboratory. Crossing a relatively narrow passageway to the north would lead to the northern part of the Valley.

Compared to the northern Valley where most of the animals stayed, the southern, noticeably warmer Valley was much quieter, with only about a hundred cattle and sheep and a dozen reindeer gathering on the eastern side.

Two Black Hawk helicopters were parked in the center of the Valley, and as Mountain Eagle and his team entered the Valley, someone fired a flare from the west side near the mountainside.

As Mountain Eagle's team reached the location...

An Inuit Soldier wearing heavy snow camouflage stood at the entrance of a rock-laden cave, waving vigorously and shouting, "Here, over here..."

He parked the snowmobile at a distance. Just as Mountain Eagle was about to greet him, the usually silent sled rider took the lead, advancing with a gun to disarm the other party, then entered the cave to inspect before signaling Mountain Eagle's team to enter...

When Mountain Eagle entered the cave with a flashlight, he saw wounded lying on the ground, along with a few fellows dressed in conspicuously strange outfits...

"What the hell is going on here?"