Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger-Chapter 738 - 687: Aftermath of the Case

Compared to Mountain Eagle's behind-the-scenes planning, Kobe and his Refugee Group have been much busier...

It has been 6 days since the Marriott Hotel crisis, and their investigation into the Death Angel has not stopped; indeed, you could say it has just begun.

When Mountain Eagle entered the command center, he saw a playboy's hand-drawn sketch, pasted on a whiteboard...

It was a man with a lean face, and an expression in his eyes that seemed almost gentle.

Who knows what the playboy was thinking, he drew the Death Angel quite handsomely.

Below the sketch was a timeline, detailing matters related to the Death Angel, along with photos of known individuals connected to those events.

Mountain Eagle knew Kobe was piecing together the Death Angel's actions in Alaska, hoping to make judgements on the whole case and the Death Angel's behavioral habits through a complete action trajectory.

The playboy and the Lie are both skilled at personality profiling...

When Mountain Eagle entered the command center, these people were in the midst of a debate.

Kobe's partner Danon spoke with disgust: "This guy is the epitome of an anti-social personality, he has no respect for life, he's the kind of twisted Madman who would push someone off a cliff for a piece of cookie."

Lie, the interrogation expert, shook his head and said: "No, no, no, quite the opposite. I share the same judgement as the playboy, I find this guy quite charming...

All the things he's done, weren't just for a piece of cookie.

Those prisoners were never his final target, what he could achieve using them was what he truly wanted.

Based on the case details thus far, the Death Angel is an excellent warrior, a superb Commander, a respected leader that others are willing to die for, a beast with strategic vision who will use any means necessary to achieve his goals...

Oh, judging by Miranda's situation, he might also be a good lover!

Someone like this can't simply be an anti-social personality; I suspect he has illustrious goals!

Of course, this greatness is only relevant to him and his followers..."

Mountain Eagle listened for a few moments, then walked curiously towards the pondering Kobe, saying: "What's that guy talking about?

A terrorist responsible for many deaths becomes a charming beast in his mouth?"

Kobe flinched slightly, then snapped back to reality and said: "Whether Death Angel is an anti-social personality or a beast doesn't matter, what I need to do is catch him."

As he spoke, Kobe pulled Mountain Eagle to the chubby technician girl 'Google's' workstation...

The worn-out desk was piled high with stacks of case files, and 'Google' was scanning each document into the computer for quick searching.

Kobe picked up a somewhat old file and said: "The Death Angel has been active since 2006...

He's collected significant funds for early ISIS operations through mercenary work and drug trafficking.

I've reviewed some of the case files related to the Death Angel; he first appeared not in Iraq, but in Tunisia.

There, he kidnapped an Egyptian businessman and, after demanding 50,000 dollars, released the hostage.

He appeared the second time in Mexico, where he participated in a hostage rescue operation as a Mercenary, saving two kidnapped daughters of Mexican businessmen, earning a 300,000-dollar commission.

The third time was in the United States, where he was hired by an MSL girl to kill three rapists, and then wiped out a drug-dealing gang primarily composed of MSL members.

The fourth time, he returned to Mexico and clashed with the Zeta Group, leading to several battles, after which the Zeta Group unilaterally declared victory.

Months later, massive drug transactions occurred in Texas, and when the DEA intervened, they found the drug wholesaler to be the Death Angel.

Since then, he's appeared in many places around the world, but mostly in the United States...

What do you think this indicates?"

Mountain Eagle picked up a case file, flipped through a few pages, and especially looked through those with photos...

"I don't know, but I guess this Death Angel might be an American and has military experience."

Speaking, Mountain Eagle stared at a photo of a conflict scene littered with corpses, frowned and said: "From these conflict scene photos, if this guy was personally involved in the crossfire, then I believe he's very professional.

This level isn't something you reach just from a training camp...

Have you seen that Homeland TV series?

Do you think this guy could be a convert in the US Army, suffering severe mental issues from prolonged deployment or other reasons, then converted to the YSL Sect, and eventually noticed and developed by ISIS terrorists to become the Death Angel?"

"NO, it's more likely that this guy is an MSL immigrant, joined the US Army, underwent rigorous training, then upon deployment to the Middle East he regained himself due to some provocation.

Looking at his initial actions and results, this guy has a strong sense of honor and self-esteem."

Mountain Eagle looked back at the interjecting playboy, frowned and said: "I don't think a kidnapper and drug trafficker would have a sense of honor!

Why does it seem like your curiosity towards this guy outweighs your disgust?"

The playboy shrugged his shoulders, with a relaxed expression said: "Sir, solving cases is just our job, our job doesn't require us to treat every suspect as an enemy...

Once we preset our stance, there's no way to objectively analyze and investigate his growth trajectory and behavioral habits.

This might lead to misjudgments when encountering certain clues..."

Speaking, the playboy faced Mountain Eagle's skeptical expression, raised his hand and said: "I admit, I do admire this guy, but it doesn't interfere with my job.

If this were a war, treating the opponent as Napoleon and then defeating him would definitely be more rewarding!"

After listening, Mountain Eagle couldn't help but admit that the playboy's words made some sense, though it's not Mountain Eagle's habit to glamorize his enemies. He rummaged through some files, took out a few photos and placed them on the table...

The photos were all of death scenes and corpses...

Mountain Eagle pointed at a photo and said: "Look at these people, they're forced to kneel by the roadside, then executed in the manner of a firing squad.

Mexican drug dealers love doing this!

If this was done by the Death Angel, do you still think he's a normal person?"

The playboy listened, furrowed his brow, and said, "Why not, these dead guys aren't civilians. If this is a war, then the Death Angel is intimidating the drug dealers through this method.

This kind of thing happens frequently in Mexico; those drug dealers don't just target their rivals. The civilians in their opponent's territory are also their targets.

The 'soup maker' in Mexico would, for a few hundred dollars a month, throw people into the pot to stew and then dissolve them in acid.

Compared to these people, the Death Angel appears quite chivalrous!

This guy has a certain sense of honor; he doesn't harm ordinary people for no reason!

He shows pity for the weak, especially young women and children of the MSL!

He is brave, and he is devout..."

Mountain Eagle blinked while looking at the playboy, whose worldview was obviously at odds with his. Amused, he said, "According to your standard, aren't your so-called knights a bit too cheap?

I would rather see him as a madman who received an education in the United States and then joined the military.

This guy took the VX nerve gas materials and rescued the bombing expert and chemical weapons expert...

Is he planning to go home and make a big firework show for everyone?"

The playboy looked at Mountain Eagle's expression and suddenly said, "Sir, you have a lot of hostility towards the Death Angel, why?

I went through what happened in Alaska and didn't find that the Death Angel had any intent towards you.

Why are you so, um, disgusted..."

Mountain Eagle did not hide anything, and he seriously said, "Because the Death Angel came to Alaska a long time ago and mixed with a bunch of environmental organization people, lurking near my Brown Bear Camp for a long time.

I don't think the Stinger missile he used to shoot down the Reaper drone was something he knew in advance about that situation..."

The playboy listened, furrowed his brow, and said, "You think the Death Angel came to Alaska targeting you?

Do you have a grudge with him?"

Mountain Eagle spread his hands and said, "That's the most uncomfortable thing for me. I've never contacted ISIS people.

An enemy who suddenly appeared, holding anti-aircraft weapons, waiting at my doorstep, especially when I was about to bring my wife and kids over to live for a while... 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

If it were you, what would you think?"

The playboy spread his hands and said, "I would go through my enemy list and then look for suspicious targets among them..."

Saying this, the playboy pinched his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "Is it possible that guy was hired by someone else to kill you?"

Mountain Eagle thought about it and said helplessly, "Anything's possible. To be honest, I don't have many enemies, but there are certainly quite a few people who want me dead.

I saw that sketch, and I have no impression in my mind. This means I've never met this person before.

Eh? The Death Angel left so much information, yet why can't you even find a single photo of him?

Since we have already determined that this guy had military experience, why can't we set a time frame and then search for and compare retired US military personnel?

In the early 2000s, there definitely weren't many MSL soldiers in the United States, and those who participated in elite training were even fewer."

Kobe nodded with a heavy expression and said, "We are applying for permission to filter...

All US special forces MSL members with deployment experience are our screening targets.

So far, we've made no progress...

This guy might not be a pure MSL; he could very well be mixed-race!"

Mountain Eagle listened and waved his hand, saying, "Why not ask that Miranda?

I asked you to compare Miranda's and the Death Angel's activity paths and then search for photos on Miranda's social media. Haven't you found anything?

This woman would rather die than reveal anything about the Death Angel; they must have had a passionate love affair.

The Death Angel couldn't possibly stay with her for life; in such a situation, a woman would find it hard not to leave behind a photo as a keepsake!"

Kobe listened and, with a somewhat unpleasant expression, said, "The good news is 'Google' has cracked all of Miranda's social media account passwords. We are working on it, but we haven't had results yet.

The bad news is, Miranda has been handed over to the Special Service Bureau, supposedly at the request of the French side.

I heard some things happened in Libya, and the French side seems to have some unfavorable stuff against the United States, which is why they are being so brazen."

Mountain Eagle listened, furrowed his brow, and said, "Where are the ISA people?"

Kobe spread his hands and said, "Their injuries are severe, and they are currently receiving treatment in the hospital...

I've submitted a report concerning them and copied the recording you provided and handed it over. A congressional investigation team has already moved into the Langley Center.

These people are done for..."

Mountain Eagle didn't care about their life or death and instructed, "Send someone to guard them, don't let them die in the hospital.

Keeping them alive is beneficial for some subsequent actions..."

Kobe looked at Mountain Eagle curiously and said, "You still want to continue helping with the pursuit?"

Mountain Eagle shook his head and said, "Chasing the Death Angel is your responsibility; I surely don't have the time to keep following him everywhere.

But one thing I want to remind you of is that the group led by William Hurt isn't primarily concerned with the Death Angel, but rather those VX nerve gas materials.

Recover those things and destroy them, then always keep an eye on the Death Angel.

If you find his trail, notify me. I'll be responsible for taking him down instead of treating him as a case to be handled.

I want him to disappear, but you want to maintain the Refugee Group's existence, so until you find a better project or get promoted, it's best for the Death Angel to always exist."