Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger-Chapter 729 - 678: I Want More!

The breakthrough achieved by Mountain Eagle made Kobe inside the command center exceptionally excited...

This fellow had grown extremely tired of the various approaches that bypassed his involvement in the cases.

Now there's finally an opportunity to resolve the Anchorage Marriott Hotel issue, bringing an end to the mess here in Alaska...

Kobe appeared a bit exuberant, because solving the Marriott Hotel problem would allow him to gain the biggest dividends in Anchorage; next, he would lead the Refugee Group to focus on pursuing the Death Angel and the Edward Foundation.

This is a major project that may continue for many years, which means the Refugee Group might last for many years.

If Mountain Eagle truly delivered on his promise to help him sort out the interests in Washington, then the Refugee Group might continue indefinitely.

At this time, Kobe's mindset had changed, as the days of high-stress conditions made his thinking start to shift from an investigator to a leader.

And the pusher was Mountain Eagle!

Through wireless interception, Kobe overheard a conversation between ISA group members David and Lance, and angrily threw down his headphones, rushing to Blake Bent and saying, "Buddy, there may be a problem with the Anchorage State Police tactical team..."

Blake Bent, who had been continuously trying to seek support from different places, was startled, grabbing Kobe's arm and saying, "How is that possible?"

Kobe nodded slightly and said, "I have accurate information, which is why I need you to do me a favor, so we can resolve the remaining issues together..."

Blake Bent nodded with a pained expression, saying, "My men are dead; I need to get the wounded to the hospital first..."

"No problem, our helicopter has already taken off; they'll be sent to the hospital immediately."

Daria, who had been playing the role of an invisible person in the command room, walked up to the two of them and said in a low voice, "The CIA has issues; right now, apart from the Refugee Group, we don't know who can be trusted at all.

The Special Service Bureau has surrounded the Marriott Hotel, but they don't dare to assault it forcefully.

My boss wants to directly take people down from the rooftop...

He has a way to keep the hostages as safe as possible, but to truly resolve the problem, we need your cooperation."

Blake Bent, who was not within the same system as Kobe, frowned and said, "What exactly is happening? Is the problem at the factory because the CIA people got involved?"

As he spoke, he instantly thought of the Hellfire that attacked their own people...

Having encountered various dirty dealings in years of missions, Blake Bent saw Kobe's hesitating expression and closed his eyes in pain, saying, "What do you want me to do?"

Kobe and Daria exchanged a glance, then firmly gripped Blake Bent's arm and said in a deep voice, "We need to cooperate..."

Blake Bent shook his head bitterly and said, "My people have been crippled..."

Kobe looked into Blake Bent's eyes and seriously said, "You, I'm talking about you, contact the person who sent you, report exactly what's happening on the scene and what you know.

Tell your superiors that the Titan Group's sea prison was attacked, several important prisoners were rescued, including Brad Russell.

He possesses evidence of the United States' chemical weapons disposal project's illicit emission and misuse of funds, and over the past few years has hidden nearly 15 kilograms of VX nerve gas raw materials.

Now these things are all in the hands of the terrorist group Death Angel..."

Blake Bent listened in disbelief and said, "How is that possible?"

Kobe looked at the shockingly overwhelming expression on Blake Bent's usually honest face and reluctantly said, "The Hellfire from the Special Operations Command can land on our own people; what else is impossible?

Buddy, we have no retreat, for as long as we're alive, this matter won't end.

Those people won't let us off just because we stop investigating...

I have a recording of the ISA team members' conversation here; I'll give you a copy when the time comes, and you can deliver it within your system to someone you trust, have them investigate and apply pressure.

Buddy, this is a war, a war we can't afford to lose!"

Daria looked at the two men in front of her with a grave expression, shaking her head slightly and said, "Gentlemen, shouldn't we be focusing on the current situation?

The State Police Special Tactics Team will send Sam and the few ISA wounded captives to the hospital, then confine them.

We need to arrange for our people to have a conflict at the hospital, stir things up a bit, and extract the ISA captives to gain our leverage, attracting others' attention.

Kobe, you need to go to the Marriott Hotel on site..."

.........

While waiting for the Butcher and his team to rendezvous, Mountain Eagle patiently helped ISA's David dress the wound on his arm that was pierced by a bone, then dragged Lance, whose neck was dislocated, out of the car and laid her flat on the ground to prevent long-term neck dislocation from causing high-level spinal paralysis.

He searched through the trunk and found a first aid kit, extracting an inflatable neck brace from it.

Seeing Lance look at him with fearful eyes, Mountain Eagle smiled and put the neck brace around her, then blew hard into it.

The inflated neck brace provided Lance with some support, allowing her to breathe a bit more smoothly.

Seeing the growing terror in Lance's eyes, Mountain Eagle smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, if you show a bit more cooperation, then you surely won't die..."

Lance looked into Mountain Eagle's eyes and weakly asked, "What do you want to do?"

Mountain Eagle turned around and helped David up, letting him lean against the wheel...

Seeing the defeated look on the guy's face, Mountain Eagle said in a deep voice, "You have an agreement with the terrorists, the terrorists at Marriott Hotel will surrender to you, right?

My time is tight, don't force me to act on you, I'm not a professional interrogator, so most of the time I can't control my strength well...

If you cooperate with me, I'll hand you over to the people from the Department of Homeland Security.

Then your days will definitely be tough, but you have a chance to live and wait for rescue, maybe some big shot writes a letter and you can walk out of some dark prison."

David is a seasoned CIA field investigator, he knows what he will face, but he also knows his worth...

If he could really be handed over to the people from the National Security Department alive, he could survive and wait for pardon by relying on the many secrets he holds.

Because, frankly, he's still working for the United States, it's just that his position and goals are different from those of the Department of Homeland Security.

However, with Mountain Eagle, his tricks don't work...

The instinct to survive gave David a boost of spirit, he painfully moved his body and said in a hoarse voice, "You don't know what you're doing?

Once our plan is disturbed by you, you will definitely pay for it."

Mountain Eagle sneered, looking at David who habitually started with threats, he shook his head and said, "I don't know and don't care if I will pay the price...

Now tell me, what exactly have you done?"

Saying this, Mountain Eagle looked at the thoughtful expression on David's face, shaking his head, "The current situation is very clear, you don't have 100% control over Death Angel.

And I want Death Angel dead!

In this scenario, we are not necessarily enemies, the Refugee Group tracking Death Angel keeps putting pressure on him, which is actually more beneficial for you.

The hostages inside the Marriott Hotel are very important, you certainly don't want things to get out of hand, so you must have an agreement with Death Angel...

Cooperate with me to take down the Marriott Hotel, then I'll find you a doctor for surgery, so you might have a chance to run and jump in the future, otherwise you'll only be able to walk with a cane."

David looked bitterly at his twisted right leg, painfully nodding and saying, "Azrael...

Enter the hotel area, connect to the terrorists' radio communications, and say the code words, then they'll surrender to me.

Azraeel, A'mu, Manat

These three Arab deities' names are the code words..."

Saying this, David looked at Mountain Eagle's slightly excited face, in a hoarse voice saying, "Those people are useless to you or people from the Department of Homeland Security, because they are cannon fodder, they have to die..."

Mountain Eagle listened, slightly squinting, asked, "Why do those people have to die?

Death Angel has no need to kill his own people, is he afraid of others knowing what he's done?

Abandoning or killing his own people would actually tarnish his reputation!

If they are cannon fodder who know nothing, why risk falling out with Death Angel to kill them?

Imprison them, use them as bargaining chips in negotiation, wouldn't that be more advantageous?

Death Angel has VX nerve gas raw materials, that stuff is extremely dangerous, why risk silence?

Just to prevent others from knowing about your deals with Death Angel?

Impossible!

You only need to individually imprison or silence one or two informed people among them to achieve information isolation, no need to risk silencing everyone.

What else don't I know?

What reason makes those cannon fodder must die?"

David was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "You're overthinking it...

In our business, silencing is necessary!"

The slight panic in David's eyes was caught by Mountain Eagle, he suddenly said, "Is it because of the virus, right?"

David stared directly into Mountain Eagle's eyes, face blankly shaking his head and saying, "I don't know what you're talking about?"

Mountain Eagle looking at the expression on this guy's face, he stood up and walked over to the car trunk, carefully checking it, besides some firearms, there were also several gas masks...

He picked up a gas mask, walked over to David's side, suddenly seemed to think of a particularly funny thing, laughing and said, "I got it...

This is a multi-party transaction keeping everyone in the dark, right?"

David's eyes flashed with a trace of panic, he shook his head and said, "I don't know what you're talking about, I've already told you the code words, now you can drag that Kobe to the Marriott Hotel to wrap it up and take all the credit."

Mountain Eagle fanned the gas mask, shaking his head and said, "NO, I want more..."