Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger Chapter 310 - 305: Mountain Eagle’s Reinforcements

Sugar itself is not scary; what’s terrifying is when sugar mixes with black gunpowder or with fertilizers.

The previous explosion at the sugar factory was not severe, but it does suggest that the opponent might possess dangerous items like explosives.

Even if they don’t, 30 tons of sugar divided into 10 batches, each mixed with a sufficient amount of fertilizer, could form 10 extrely dangerous rockets.

The repercussions could be horrific whether it explodes in a densely populated area or catches fire in a tightly packed building district.

"Have the people from Round Table Knight gone mad? Why go to such lengths?"

Taigore, holding the radio, felt his hands trembling as he looked at Mountain Eagle and said gravely, "Would you take that bet?"

Seeing Taigore’s nervous appearance, Mountain Eagle shook his head helplessly...

Being a police officer brings significant conveniences, but also substantial restrictions.

As Taigore put it, he doesn’t dare to gamble!

You might not even know what the Round Table Knight might do next.

Perhaps they simply hired people and vehicles to buy a large amount of sugar from the factory, and now you must launch an investigation as if preparing for a major threat. Until you locate that sugar, the tension remains.

What if soone were to call the police now to report a truck filled with sugar parked sowhere?

The sugar factory fire is a warning!

In such circumstances, you must seal off the area, evacuate the crowd, and finally involve a bomb disposal team...

In Thailand, handling such a matter would take at least a day.

The most embarrassing situation is when, in the end, it turns out to be a truck of properly registered legal sugar!

For Taigore, having his energies and manpower tied up is just one aspect; handling such cases relies on Unit 191, because only they have professional bomb disposal personnel.

If similar situations occur two or three tis, the nearby Unit 191 will be completely drained of its mbers.

Mountain Eagle seriously doubted that the Round Table Knight, the world’s third-ranked rcenary Group, would mimic terrorists by setting off bombs in comrcial districts, but he also didn’t dare to gamble!

This is a bet that no rational person should make!

Seeing Mountain Eagle also plunged into silence, Taigore made a call and said, "Get everyone from the Cri Investigation Bureau moving, call every fertilizer manufacturing company and dealer, and check if anyone has bought large amounts of fertilizer yesterday or today.

Notify the police stations in Pattaya to increase patrols in crowded areas, and to report any suspicious vehicles imdiately.

Notify all bomb disposal squads and helicopters to be on 24-hour standby..."

After finishing, Taigore hung up the phone and kicked the car forcefully, cursing, "FUCK..."

In truth, Mountain Eagle was not particularly nervous; he didn’t believe the Round Table Knight would dare to cause chaos, but he felt sowhat helpless...

From the official perspective, they have vast resources to deploy, but they face many restrictions and responsibilities as well.

This is the exact demonstration of "with great power cos great responsibility"!

The Round Table Knight has identified a vulnerability in the Thai side and made targeted arrangents. Once they find the personnel on site insufficient, that’s when they would strike.

And while Taigore was overwheld, Kate had sent food and drink to the terrorists and arranged a symbolic negotiation.

Mountain Eagle was disinterested in this perfunctory action. He walked Balang around the small building, watched as the negotiators sent by the United States were frightened into running for cover by bullets from the terrorists, and shook his head in disdain.

Walking Balang back to the pickup truck he drove in, preparing to retreat with the main force...

Just as Mountain Eagle was about to open the car door to get in, he unexpectedly saw a taxi parked not too far away...

Seeing the resentful face of Daria, the tired-looking Butcher, and Pigeon with a smile on his face, Mountain Eagle walked up to them, standing on the opposite side of a police car and said with amusent, "What are you doing here?"

Daria looked at Mountain Eagle with a forlorn expression and said, "Sir, my boss commanded to follow you 24/7, but you ca here without notifying ."

Mountain Eagle understood Daria’s issue; after all, she was just doing her job according to her boss’s orders.

Moreover, Mountain Eagle didn’t actually find her annoying; he just thought it unnecessary for her to co, taking a few days off would have been good too.

But since she had co chasing after him, Mountain Eagle didn’t mind; the work he was doing was not sothing he needed to hide.

Mountain Eagle waved his hand to suggest Daria hold her tongue, then looked curiously at Butcher and Pigeon, saying, "And what’s your story?"

Butcher glanced at Daria, then, with pursed lips, said somberly, "Their boss is an evil bitch. Yuliy’s leg injury hasn’t healed yet, but she wanted that girl to co to Thailand.

I thought since there’s sothing up on your end, why shouldn’t I co instead?

So, I left the injured Yuliy to care for the Pirate and Post Box, and bought a ticket myself."

As he spoke, Butcher glanced at Pigeon, who then put his hand on Butcher’s shoulder, stepped past the police barrier, and ca forward to give Mountain Eagle a strong hug, saying, "Thank you, boss!

My daughter’s surgery ended earlier than expected. Although she’s still in the ICU, the doctors said she has passed the critical period.

My wife is taking care of her at the hospital..."

Continuing, Pigeon looked at Mountain Eagle, his tone apologetic, "I’m really sorry, boss. I’ve been staying at the hospital this whole ti, unaware of what’s been happening outside, until Butcher found ...

You should have called ..."

On hearing this, Mountain Eagle replied with a hint of surprise, "The surgery was successful?"

Looking at Pigeon vigorously nodding, tears actually glistened in the eyes of this man in his forties, Mountain Eagle laughed and said, "Now that’s sothing worth celebrating!

You should stay at the hospital, your daughter needs you!"

Pigeon rubbed his nose, took a step back, and said, "Staying there, I wouldn’t be of any help, the hospital, doctors, and nurses arranged by Miss Tessa are all very good.

And now I have so money, my wife is better at handling those matters than I am.

Boss, you saved my life, you saved my whole family’s life...

Do you need a hand?

I’m a decent sniper!"

Mountain Eagle glanced at the sowhat silent Butcher and the excited Pigeon, finally he sighed and said, "Since none of you wish to rest, then co along.

You guys ca just at the right ti, I happen to be in need of manpower!"

Upon hearing this, Daria walked up to Mountain Eagle’s side, clinging to his arm and pretending to be aggrieved said, "Sir, can you not leave behind next ti? I can do anything you ask."

Seeing several Thai police looking at him with strange eyes, Mountain Eagle disdainfully looked at Daria and said, "Will you listen to then?"

Daria pouted, reluctantly nodded, and said, "I’ll listen to whatever you say..."

Mountain Eagle grinned and said, "If you are obedient, just stay in Moscow..."

Saying that, Mountain Eagle looked at Daria’s sowhat stiff smile, he laughed and shook his head, said, "Since you can’t go back, then stand properly, I’ll take you guys to get changed.

The opponents we’re facing this ti are no ordinary foes, if we aren’t careful, we might likely suffer a setback."

Upon hearing this, the Butcher rubbed his hands and said, "I just love formidable opponents..."

Pigeon looked around at the surrounding environnt, then pointing at Mountain Eagle’s VSS said, "Boss, this environnt doesn’t require a long-range sniper rifle, can I use your rifle?"

Mountain Eagle decisively took off his VSS and handed it to Pigeon, then he greeted nearby police and while walking towards his pickup with Butcher and the rest, he handed a spare magazine to Pigeon...

"Be careful, this gun has a longer range and much higher accuracy than those common ones, you’ll need to get used to it first."

Saying that, Mountain Eagle walked to the back door of the pickup, used his body to block Butcher and their sight, then pulled out two large bags from the back seat, sowhat struggling, he carried them to the back, opened the pickup’s tailgate, and placed them on top...

He then pulled out three tactical vests along with helts and tossed them to Butcher and the rest, Mountain Eagle, like an arms dealer on the streets, laid out three AK105s, three Glock 17 pistols, spare magazines, shock bombs, smoke bombs, and other items inside the truck.

A Glock 40 holstered at his chest was the only active system pistol Mountain Eagle had, yet to date he had never actually fired it...

Seeing Butcher seed more interested in this pistol, Mountain Eagle decisively took off the Glock 40 along with its holster and spare magazine and handed them to Butcher...

"This is a 10mm caliber pistol, very light recoil, almost no malfunctions, the only downside is it holds a few less rounds...

If you like it, it’s yours!"

Butcher glanced at the surrounding police, then looking at Mountain Eagle’s unconstrained deanor, he picked up the Glock 40 and felt it, and said, "Really?"

Mountain Eagle knew what Butcher ant, he nodded and said, "Anyway, your wife and kids are all in St. Petersburg and they don’t bother you, now that you’re here, don’t leave.

Later, I’ll get you a Volunteer Police identity and also sort out an Elite Visa for you, then apply for a P12-level gun license, and you can legally own it!"

Butcher, pointing to his own nose, incredulously said, "? A cop?"

Mountain Eagle waved his hand and said, "Just a temporary gig, punch in for work when there’s nothing, there’s so extra compensation annually."

Pigeon, hearing this, excitedly said, "Boss, can I do it too?"

Mountain Eagle, as if it were obvious, nodded and said, "Of course, I’m not a rcenary, I don’t think about fighting wars all the ti.

You guys mix with , you obviously need to do what you’re skilled at, otherwise, I wouldn’t feel good about paying your salary."

Pigeon vigorously nodded and said, "That’s good, that’s good, the climate in Thailand is amazing, my wife and children really like it, I want to work here."

Mountain Eagle, needing this kind of single-skilled but pure-hearted lineage, smiled and nodded, while securing several magazine packs at the front of his chest, and said with a smile, "The rainy season here is a bit humid, but the climate is definitely much better than in Russia.

Your daughter just had heart surgery, needs a good place to slowly recuperate.

Private schools in Thailand are not bad, you work hard, and you will definitely be able to raise an outstanding girl."

As Pigeon laughed heartily, a teasing whistle sounded not far away...

Daria, removing her skirt and wearing only underwear, selected a set of black combat uniforms from the 191 squadron and started putting it on.

Watching Seal’s Sam and his deputy Rondo standing ten ters away sizing her up, Daria pulled on her trousers and flipped them the middle finger.

"FUCK YOU..."

Seeing Sam and Rondo who noticed them approaching with smiling faces...

Just as they reached the back of the pickup, they saw the abundant, untidy ammunition and weapons inside...

Sam’s expression flickered, forcing a smile, he said: "Is there going to be a fight here?"

Mountain Eagle, seeing Sam obviously trying to cozy up, laughed and said, "Ever heard of the Round Table Knights?

Their target is also that building, but they’re not here to save hostages..."

Upon hearing this, Sam frowned and said, "Round Table Knights?

Your movents are also because of them?"