Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger Chapter 300 - 296 Jungle Ant (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!!!)2

Under such circumstances, Mountain Eagle couldn’t possibly refuse Deveka’s request. Instead, he needed to put more effort into trying to maximize the benefits.

Deveka looked at Mountain Eagle’s pleased expression, nodded slightly, and said, "Then it’s settled. You should have t Taigore; he is now an important official of the Coast Guard on Thailand’s West Coast. He will fully cooperate with your operation.

That guy has been very proud since he was young, but he admires what you did this ti a lot. You two should be able to beco friends."

For Mountain Eagle’s future plans, the Coast Guard was a vital component, and of course, he couldn’t refuse such kindness...

Facing Deveka’s goodwill, Mountain Eagle nodded and said, "Once I have dealt with the issue on Taigore’s side, I will go back and have a drink with him."

Seeing that the negotiation went smoothly, Deveka nodded happily, then added, "You young people can chat on your own...

I need your help with the matter concerning Taigore. I have so understanding of the international rcenary business—the top three rcenaries in the International Interdiary Company are certainly formidable.

If you need any help, call imdiately.

I don’t care what’s in Pattaya; I hope you prioritize your own safety first!"

At this point, Mountain Eagle could feel the strength of the Pasok family...

Taigore is Deveka’s son, but Deveka put her son after official business.

Although it was only a matter of order, Mountain Eagle could clearly feel the pragmatic attitude of this family.

As for that so-called ’world’s third’...

Honestly, Mountain Eagle didn’t consider rcenaries to be a significant threat.

Because once small rcenary groups lose their covertness and elent of surprise, their effectiveness would be greatly reduced.

With the assistance of the Pasok family, Mountain Eagle would be fighting on his ho turf in Pattaya...

He would have the manpower, weapons, and resources; how could those rcenaries outfight him even if they might be caught just stepping out to buy a pack of cigarettes?

However, although Deveka did not explicitly say so, Mountain Eagle could see the concern in her eyes...

After thinking it over, he decided to borrow a laptop from Deveka’s assistant and, using the network on the official aircraft, logged into the International Interdiary Company’s website with the account of Blood Fox.

Soon, Mountain Eagle located the so-called ’world’s third’ in the ranking of small rcenary groups...

"Round Table Knight," a small rcenary team that had been active around the world for a long ti.

Opening the introduction to Round Table Knight, there was no mber information, only showing a total of 24 mbers and advertising, like an advertisent, that the team was composed of retired mbers of England’s SBS.

The information showed that Round Table Knight had been active in the Commonwealth countries of Asia and Africa for a long ti, listing several battle examples from many years ago, emphasizing the role Round Table Knight played in those battles.

Mountain Eagle was well aware that such purely comrcial rhetoric had a certain elent of exaggeration.

For example, claiming that all team mbers were from the SBS was obviously boasting.

The SBS, or Special Boat Service, is indeed one of the world’s top special forces.

But firstly, there are not many SBS mbers in England to begin with, and even fewer would end up in civilian life.

Moreover, their selection, service, and term limit an unless one is dishonorably discharged or retired due to injury, most retired SBS mbers are on the older side.

The records indicate that the Round Table Knights was established nearly ten years ago; even if the first batch of SBS mbers retired at 55 and imdiately set up the rcenary Group, they should all be 65-year-old elderly n by now.

It’s impossible!

It’s not uncommon for 65-year-old n to beco rcenaries, but for a group of old n who might wet their shoes when they pee to lead a team to the third highest position in the world and maintain it for a long ti, that is absolutely unachievable.

The International Interdiary Company itself is an underground business network, and all the individuals or organizations that make a na on it would craft a very impressive resu for themselves.

However, resus can be faked, but scores cannot!

Three points are awarded for a successful mission, one point deducted for a failure, and a base point bonus is set according to the difficulty of the mission.

Apart from the Arctic Fox, who is miles ahead with nearly two thousand points, the Round Table Knights sit in third place with close to 900 points. This indicates that this group has successfully completed more than 20 combat missions on average each year over the past decade.

Even Arica’s Seal Six Team or Delta don’t embark on missions this frequently, which clearly demonstrates the efficiency of the Round Table Knights’ team.

Of course, the all-SBS team is just a gimmick to attract business, but it is possible that most of them ca from the SAS Aircrew.

The Round Table Knights are not like those rcenaries eager to make a na for themselves; besides the sowhat exaggerated descriptions in their files, there is no other useful information. People without VIP level access can only contact them through the International Interdiary Company.

Mountain Eagle knew that Deveka, though seemingly calm, was actually sowhat worried.

He simply turned the computer toward Deveka and said, "I’ve found very little information, but as soon as I get off the plane, I can make a call to inquire about this Round Table Knights’ situation.

Don’t worry, rcenaries are not as exaggerated as they are in the movies. They are human too, they die when shot, and naturally keep a low profile when encountering police."

...

"That’s not necessarily the case!"

An Englishman with a white beard entered an apartnt in Pattaya. As he walked into the room and started packing his things, he said to several young n following him into the room, "This mission isn’t as easy as you think.

We’re pressed for ti and don’t even have the chance to scout the site in detail.

Those idiots trapped there have been without water and electricity for 48 hours now. If we delay any longer, those idiots probably won’t even have the strength to walk."

As he spoke, the bearded old man forcefully removed the white cloths covering the sofa and coffee table, then opened several boxes that served as the coffee table, revealing the firearms inside...

"This safe house hasn’t been used for over a year. Sort through and pick out the weapons you need, and let know if you have any additional requirents.

We only have 24 hours to prepare..."

A young man with a "Pot Lid" haircut picked up a pair of night vision goggles, inserted the battery and turned them on to test them, then said with a smile, "Don’t worry, I’ve done an exchange with Thailand’s special forces and even served as their instructor for a few months.

Their soldiers’ capabilities are average, and the equipnt is very poor. They almost have no field combat capability, especially in an urban setting.

As long as we can paralyze the power around the target building, we can easily carve out a passage.

As long as we plan the evacuation route well, we can make a transfer by sea..."

The white-bearded old man apparently had considerable faith in the young Pot Lid’s words, he nodded slightly and said, "You guys get so rest. In three hours, go take a look around the target area, I’ll be responsible for finding a boat for pickup.

Don’t take it lightly, the Thai Police are very determined this ti, otherwise, they wouldn’t resist CIA personnel from getting involved.

During your reconnaissance, pay attention to the surroundings. If possible, we can use those CIA operatives to shift the Thai Police’s focus..."