Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger-Chapter 671 - 622

Mountain Eagle was a bit frustrated by the sudden surrender of the middle-aged man in front of him...

He actually didn't want to get involved in what was happening up north; once you get entangled with something as abnormal as the Ebola virus, it brings a lot of trouble.

Especially that guy named Glasman, who mentioned interest in the Magangxie Wolf at Brown Bear Camp when they met...

This indicates that Glasman has some understanding of the Dimension Card Company's laboratory achievements.

Mountain Eagle indiscriminately cut off all results of the Dimension Card Company, even killed all the males of the Solin family behind the scenes, yet couldn't stop others' covetousness over these results.

These certainly did not touch Mountain Eagle's core interests, and as long as those people offer a reasonable price, selling a few Magengxie Wolves wouldn't be impossible.

But once Brown Bear Camp gets involved with the Ebola virus, even indirectly, it could affect Mountain Eagle's plan to lay low for a period.

Looking at the pleading expression of the middle-aged man in front of him, Mountain Eagle rubbed his face and nodded, saying: "Tell me what you know?

The medicine we brought can be used by you, but let me make it clear first, your situation has nothing to do with me...

Those medicines require professionals to decide how to use them; if you misuse them and worsen the condition..."

After listening, the middle-aged man waved his hand vigorously and said, "I am a doctor; there are six doctors in our team, and we know how to use the medicine."

Mountain Eagle glanced at the still tied green vests, then nodded slightly and said, "I will have someone untie them, but as they rescue the sick, you must tell me everything you know.

A statement in advance, I will record and videotape, so think carefully before you speak!"

Mountain Eagle then gestured to the sled to untie the green vests, and beckoned the middle-aged man to find a spot near the fire to sit down, then set up his phone to recording mode...

"Now, first tell me your name, what you do, and prove your identity…"

The middle-aged man obviously knew what kind of situation he encountered...

He saw the sled untie the green vests one by one, and when several companions rushed toward the supplies and medicines Mountain Eagle brought, he closed his eyes and struggled a bit, then took a passport out of his underwear pocket and said, "My name is Philip Blackburn, I am a professor at the British Edinburgh University Medical Center...

My main research direction is stem cell cultivation and transplantation. If you can access the internet, you can find my information on the Edinburgh University's website.

This time I used the identity of an environmental organization to come here, invited by the 'Talan Genetic Research Institute' for an excavation.

Our target is an ancient human corpse...

Dimension Card Company's chief researcher, Dr. Wendy, has published several papers on gene modification and perfect stem cell cultivation, many of which mentioned ancient human corpses and fungi.

The boss of Talan Genetic Research Institute, Arnon Talan, is Dr. Wendy's client, who has smoothly made it past 100 years old and maintained health by inputting hematopoietic stem cells and organ transplantation.

Now that the Dimension Card Company has suddenly been destroyed, so Old Talan commissioned us to find that ancient human corpse to try to reproduce Dr. Wendy's achievements."

"I don't think there's anything worth reproducing here...

Unless you believe that abducting women to custom-make, breed, and transform generation after generation, the so-called perfect baby, and then providing stem cell transplants for those who want to live forever is the right thing to do."

Mountain Eagle spoke as he began to shake his head, then looked at Philip Blackburn who wanted to say more and said, "Other than animal experiments, all other researches of Dimension Card Company, in my opinion, deserve to be damned into hell.

From Dr. Wendy, I saw knowledge without personality, science without humanity, business without ethics...

Do you really think such a collection of negative things can produce anything good?"

Philip Blackburn was silent for a moment and said, "Any research related to the human body will be accompanied by controversy before success.

Science itself does not differentiate between justice and evil!

You mentioned Dr. Wendy, but did you know, Dr. Wendy's project saved many people suffering from genetic diseases. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Huntington's disease, dystrophic muscle atrophy, Marfan syndrome, osteogenesis imperfecta, neurofibroma...

In Dr. Wendy's papers, he successfully stopped the progression of those poor patients' genetic diseases using gene technology, relieving them of their pain.

This is a great achievement..."

Just then, Mountain Eagle thought of the team of peculiar-looking soldiers he once saw atop the mountain...

Their appearance was strange, and Mountain Eagle recognized one of them as a Marfan syndrome patient.

The actions of those people were not much different from ordinary people; they were even more agile when climbing mountains.

As for Dr. Wendy using genetic technology to stop several genetic diseases in patients, Mountain Eagle believes that.

But if you say she cured the genetic diseases, Mountain Eagle does not believe!

Because the state those people exhibited was definitely not as simple as mere curing; the treatment process must have added other things, and surely there was a cost...

However, Mountain Eagle is not a scientist and won't debate these matters with Philip Blackburn…

Looking at this guy's serious expression, Mountain Eagle sneered and said, "Your so-called great achievement is based on an ancient human corpse...

So you found that corpse, then what?"

Philip Blackburn listened and said with a bitter smile, "Then we found a fungal virus carrying multiple gene fragments, and within a week of direct contact, everyone showed symptoms of fever.

Yesterday a black bear came here with its cub searching for food and a place to hibernate, and then those who got scratched or bitten by the black bear rapidly deteriorated.

I suspect the contact with the black bear triggered the virus in their bodies, directly skipping the incubation and prodromal phases and went straight into the virus's excitement phase.

Intense excitement, hallucinations, mania, hydrophobia, fear of wind...

When they hear sounds similar to flowing water, it induces throat spasms leading to suffocation..."

After hearing this, Mountain Eagle instinctively touched the wound on his wrist and said, "That sounds a lot like rabies to me."

Philip Blackburn shook his head and said, "I don't have the equipment to test the fungal virus...

But based on the symptoms, this is a mutation of the rabies virus.

However, Dr. Wendy's paper once mentioned that this fungal virus carries multiple gene fragments, which doesn't match the characteristics of rabies.

Because rabies virus's genome is single-stranded RNA, and after infecting the human body, it mainly replicates and multiplies within host cells like nerve cells.

Rabies virus doesn't integrate its genetic material into the human genome like some retroviruses do..."

While Philip Blackburn was speaking, a young man in a green vest approached him with a syringe to complete the injection...

Philip forced a smile at the young man in the green vest to look after others and then said to Mountain Eagle with a bitter smile, "He's my student. He just injected me with the rabies vaccine...

We'll still need large doses of sedatives and antibiotics afterward, so we might have a chance to survive.

Sir, we need rescue, or we're all going to die. Many of them are innocent..."

Mountain Eagle only half-understood what Philip said, but he knew Philip Blackburn was being overly optimistic about their situation...

Yet he didn't sympathize with these people. Since he already knew their identities and purpose, and seeing that they're about to face a survival test with a pitifully low survival rate, he wasn't in the mood to trouble them further.

Looking at those people's dismayed expressions, Mountain Eagle shook his head and said, "Tell me about what's happening in the north and how it's related to me and the Brown Bear Camp?

Then I'll consider pushing those Black Hawk helicopter pilots when the blizzard stops...

You know how long it takes to de-ice a Black Hawk in such temperatures and check the plane sensors?

Based on my experience, if they're fast, it takes about 4 hours; if slow, it could take days or even months."

Philip Blackburn knew better than anyone about their dire situation. He glanced at the recording phone beside him, struggled painfully for a while, then said, "There are two teams responsible for security and monitoring who went north three days ago...

Four days ago, some of us entered a second-layer space for search, and someone started showing some abnormal symptoms. That's why I wanted to evacuate quickly, so I discussed evacuation with the employer using a satellite phone.

But they insisted that I must bring back the NDA samples of ancient humans, so I chose to risk speeding up.

After collecting the DNA and fungal virus samples, I was preparing to find the security lead for retreat when I accidentally overheard a conversation between him and someone else.

They were ordered to go to a crash site in the north to retrieve Ebola virus and vaccine documentation left in a concealed location, and were instructed to evacuate us through Brown Bear Camp..."

As he spoke, Philip Blackburn glanced at Mountain Eagle, who slightly frowned, and said in a low voice, "They also ordered to release the Ebola virus in the Brown Bear Camp, so CDC could intervene to control it..."

Mountain Eagle's pupils contract intensely, and he said solemnly, "Why?"

Philip Blackburn dared not look directly into Mountain Eagle's seemingly flaming eyes and lowered his head to speak softly, "I don't know, I really don't know..."

Mountain Eagle took a deep breath and slowly said, "Are you sure that the one giving the command was Talan?"

Philip Blackburn nodded slightly and said, "I'm not sure who it is. Those security personnel are mercenaries hired by the Talan family.

But at this moment, the only one who could reach them and issue orders..."

After listening, Mountain Eagle closed his eyes and thought for a long time and then suddenly asked, "Do you know a person named Terry Glassman?"

Philip Blackburn was taken aback and said, "I've seen him on a forum. He's a biomedical professor at Harvard University and also a technical consultant for several research institutes."

Mountain Eagle gazed into Philip's eyes, expressionless, and said, "Is Talan Genetic Research Institute among them?"

Seeing Philip nodded slightly in fear, Mountain Eagle took a deep breath and managed to force a smile on his face and said, "Alright, you've bought yourself a bit of opportunity...

Tell me how many people are in those two teams you mentioned, what are their names, and what do they look like?

The weather is so bad now; I think you should contact them and have them come quickly to join you…"