Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger-Chapter 728 - 677: The Predator Behind
ISA's Big Guy David, accompanied by a man and a woman, sprinted along the shadows inside the factory, entering the woods...
To the north of the factory, there was a half-abandoned road where three mud-splattered off-road vehicles were parked.
Big Guy David stopped at the edge of the woods, leaning against a large tree, he gestured to the two teammates behind him...
The middle-aged assault man, with a slick hairstyle and a goat beard, quickly made his way to the vicinity of the off-road vehicles under David's cover. After checking and confirming there were no enemies, he swiftly opened the door of the outermost off-road vehicle, started it, and made a quick U-turn.
David and a wide-shouldered brunette female assault woman quickly advanced, opened the car door, and got in.
After the vehicle had rushed several kilometers, the female assault woman in the back seat let out a sigh of relief, then suddenly kicked the back of the passenger seat with force, angrily yelling, "What the hell are you doing?
Now a Seal Six Team member is dead, our people are dead too..."
Big Guy David was nearly thrown forward and hit the windshield by the kick. He wiped off his usual gentle smile, turned back coldly to look at the female assault woman, and said, "Lance, I'll forgive you this time, but there won't be a next..."
Upon hearing this, the female assault woman Lance angrily leaned forward, grabbed David's shoulder, and yelled, "I'm asking you, what exactly did you lead us to do?
Why did Hellfire fall on our own people?
Why did you have us attack our own?"
David forcibly freed himself from Lance's grip, speaking solemnly, "Mountain Eagle isn't one of us. He's the bargaining chip to protect the hostages' safety in the Marriott Hotel...
The terrorists agreed to exchange Mountain Eagle's life for the hostages' safety in the hotel, that's the order from above, our job is to execute the order."
"Does executing the order mean blowing up Seal Six Team members?"
Lance angrily stared into David's eyes, speaking gravely, "You son of a bitch, you never tell the truth. We're really collaborating with the terrorists, aren't we?
That Death Angel who almost froze us to death in the wilderness and played us like fools...
You're working with him, aren't you?
You knew from the start that the factory over there was a trap, right?"
David paused, then replied in a mechanical and straightforward tone, "It's our job, we need to use certain methods to drive us towards our objectives.
Death Angel isn't our collaborator, we're just using him to destabilize Syria.
The doctor president withstood our pressure and didn't step down, Russia's activities in Syria have consistently maintained their influence in the Middle East, obstructing our progress in that region."
David looked at Lance, speaking gravely, "What else do you want to hear?
If you want to hear something comforting, I'm sorry, I don't have any!
We're ISA, CIA Intelligence Support Activity, we're never allowed to operate in the United States...
When we arrived in Alaska, you should've been mentally prepared. Our responsibility is never counterterrorism, but maintaining the entire nation's interests.
Compared to the advantages of controlling the Middle East situation, those Seals are insignificant, Mountain Eagle is insignificant, even we are insignificant!"
After hearing this, Lance heavily reclined into the seat, speaking gravely, "David, whether what you say is true or not, we're finished now...
Seal Six Team people won't let it go, nor will Mountain Eagle."
David's expression was complex as he shook his head and said, "If they're all dead, the matter will be over!
Do you really think that when those up there face a problem, they'll only call me?
Lance, we're just tools, there are many tools like us...
The State Police Special Tactical Team, rushing to the factory, will detain everyone at the scene after the rescue.
What we need to do now is rush to the Marriott Hotel, accept the surrender of the terrorists inside, and control the situation.
Victory will cover up many issues, leaving those above a lot of room for negotiation."
Lance said with a sour expression, "How do you know they'll protect us?"
"They won't..."
David shook his head, saying, "We'll take the fall, get thrown in prison, then one day someone will come with amnesty papers, take us from prison, give me a new identity, and send us to South America or the Middle East to continue our mission.
Lance, this is our job!
You may think this job is dirty, but this is reality...
Without us, those politicians couldn't win any negotiations just by talking!"
Lance looked at David with disappointment, saying, "When you recruited me, you said something else.
You realize, we've been led by Death Angel all along, haven't we?
Your so-called control is just pushing Death Angel to spill death where you want."
"You guys don't care what he's doing in the United States, nor how many people die..."
As he spoke, Lance gripped the gun at his waist with his right hand and said solemnly, "I'm out!"
David glanced back at Lance and her right hand resting on the gun holster, shaking his head, "None of us has the option to quit before our goal is achieved.
You can try pointing your gun at my head…
I can pretend there's no way to let you go, and you know what you'll face!"
Saying this, David looked at his watch and said gravely, "You need to decide quickly…
We will soon arrive at the safe house, where a team of newcomers will join us, then cooperate with us to carry out the hostage rescue operation at the Marriott Hotel.
Mountain Eagle is not dead, we must complete the mission before Death Angel gets the news, otherwise, many people will die in the hotel…"
"Fuck…"
Lance struggled for nearly a minute, frustratingly releasing her grip on the gun and said, "We are going to Hell…"
David listened and sneered, "You still think you're a high school student?
From the moment we started this line of work, one foot was already in Hell!
Don't forget why you joined us…
Vanity, thrill, disregard for rules, privilege, money…
These are your true motivations for joining us, not some bullshit idealism and honor.
If you truly wanted honor, you should have stayed in the special forces and taken responsibility for murdering dozens of villagers in Afghanistan.
Lance, you're a vicious mad bitch…
You don't really think I did something wrong, you're just scared."
"She indeed should be scared…"
A voice came from the back of the SUV, as Mountain Eagle suddenly uncovered himself from disguise and sat up from the trunk, encircling Lance's neck with his left arm and swiftly tightening it, firing a shot at her thigh with his CZ75, causing her to arch her body in agony…
Mountain Eagle's massive arm strength was something a woman could not possibly resist. The enormous pain combined with the strong suffocating feeling led to the suffocation winning out, and she quickly lost consciousness.
Just as David in the front passenger seat was about to draw his gun to retaliate, there was a sudden explosion in the car hood…
After the sound of "bang," the SUV's hood violently popped up and hit the front windshield, then the vehicle's drive structure was instantly destroyed, losing control and crashing into the woods nearby…
"Boom"
At the moment of collision with a tree trunk, there was a dent in the SUV's front, the airbags in the cockpit instantly burst open, slamming into the faces of the goat-bearded driver and David…
Mountain Eagle stayed tightly against the back seat, feeling a jolt through his body at the moment of impact, then hearing a crisp snap from Lance's dislocated neck when his arm was around it.
Due to the road conditions, the vehicle wasn't moving particularly fast; Mountain Eagle shook his head to alleviate the discomfort caused by the impact, quickly opened the trunk, took out his gun, and circled around to the passenger's side to yank open the door…
As the door opened, David, who originally appeared unconscious, pounced at Mountain Eagle like a tiger, wrapping his arms around Mountain Eagle's waist, forcing him to the ground. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
In the instant he fell, Mountain Eagle fired two shots into the cockpit causing the driver inside to let out a painful scream; as he made contact with the ground on his back, he dropped the gun, and his left elbow jabbed into the side of David's neck, making him grunt…
During their struggle, Mountain Eagle's body twisted like a giant snake, and several rounds later, David's waist was caught between Mountain Eagle's legs, simultaneously locking David's right arm in a Mukun Lock…
Mountain Eagle's right forearm pressed against David's cheek, pinning him to the ground, while his arm looped over David's scapula, his palm gripping backwards on David's right wrist…
As he pushed forward with force using his left hand, David first dislocated his shoulder, followed by his upper arm snapping with a "crack" like a dried twig…
Under the massive force, a bloodied, pale shard of bone burst through the flesh from the inside of David's right upper arm…
"Ah…"
David released a painful scream, withdrawing his left arm from beneath his body and repeatedly slapping the ground…
Mountain Eagle turned his face away to dodge the blood splattering from David's arm, maneuvering his body on the ground, encircling David's leg with his own, wrapping his left arm around David's shin at his chest, and snapping David's right ankle with an ankle lock, simultaneously tearing his knee joint's cruciate ligament…
"Ah…"
The immense pain swept through David's entire body, prompting him to cry out and writhe, clawing up some dirt with his intact left hand and hurling it at Mountain Eagle…
Mountain Eagle turned his head to avoid the weak counterattack, released his hold on David's ruptured right leg, stood up, and lifted David by his belt, letting him lie on the ground, then quickly searched him…
Mobile, radio, tactical computer on the wrist; simultaneously discarding all other seemingly dangerous fragments aside…
Afterwards, he finished off the goat-bearded driver in the cockpit, then dragged the dislocated-necked Lance out of the car…
"Kobe, you heard it all just now, CIA has a deal with Death Angel, the terrorists in the Marriott Hotel will surrender to CIA.
Send a helicopter to pick me up, I will help you take down the Marriott Hotel…"
