Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger Chapter 322 - 316: One False Move in Chess

"Sa old..."

Mountain Eagle covered the tailor’s body with a bedsheet he borrowed from the room, then laughed and said, "It is said that the Round Table Knights are soldiers from SBS and SAS. At first, I admired you guys a bit..."

Speaking of which, Mountain Eagle pointed at the Indian soldier’s corpse inside the room, shook his head, and continued, "But your actions on the highway, and this guy’s behavior made understand that rcenaries are not tough guys, and most of them are bastards."

Having said that, Mountain Eagle sat on the sofa and relayed the information he just extracted to Taigore...

That information didn’t help much with Taigore’s current situation because the police can’t risk the lives of civilians, so even if there is a confession, he still has to locate those trucks thodically and arrange bomb squads to mitigate the risk.

Although it didn’t offer tangible help, it did relieve a significant psychological pressure.

Once the focus shifted, for Taigore, the approach to the upcoming crisis would beco a performance with a very high margin for error.

As long as the trucks carrying sugar don’t explode, whatever Taigore does is correct. The stricter he is with his subordinates, the more he is welcod by Thailand’s higher-ups.

At the sa ti, he could use this crisis to filter out competent personnel to take over the future security of Pattaya.

The benefits here were nurous, unfortunately, the Round Table Knights, as the initiators, could only feel the disadvantages!

Daria was right; rcenaries are not tough guys!

In this world, apart from people who genuinely have faith, anyone working for money absolutely cannot withstand torture and interrogation.

Even in most countries, regular armies do not require captured soldiers to keep secrets; they assu soldiers will betray their secrets when captured and then adjust their tactics or relocate instead of rescuing them right away.

However, groups like the Round Table Knights, even if small-scale, tend to have so depth in their mbers.

Mountain Eagle himself lacked sufficient intelligence and therefore couldn’t ask targeted questions, naturally he couldn’t verify if their answers were true.

Even though they seed very distressed when confessing, the things they said were definitely not comprehensive and might even be misleading.

Trained spy Daria had pointed this out just now...

Mountain Eagle also knew, without intelligence support, he couldn’t ask detail-oriented questions, making it hard to obtain the key information he wanted.

However, now there was a very clear doubt, which was why did that Lancelot abandon his own people and crucial mission items to leave alone?

Looking at the few Round Table Knights mbers who clearly gave up resisting, Mountain Eagle looked at the black-clad man whose na he did not know, and asked, "What’s your na?"

The man in black was young, with a long face and small glasses, and there were marks on his face from wearing glasses for a long ti. His right eye was blinking incessantly, seeming very uncomfortable...

Facing Mountain Eagle’s question, the man in black blinked his right eye rapidly and said, "Cobra..."

Mountain Eagle, curious, scrutinized this ’Cobra’, and said, "You, Cobra?"

The man in black was obviously very nervous, looking down and saying, "Because I’m short-sighted and need to wear glasses for a long ti..."

Mountain Eagle was amused by this strong reason, and from confiscated items, he found a drone controller and a small tool kit. Opening it, he took out a drone propeller and a tiny screwdriver...

"So you are in charge of the drones, right?"

Saying this, Mountain Eagle leaned forward, holding the screwdriver close to the man in black’s face, smilingly said, "No wonder you’re called Cobra, because you can see through drones what normal people can’t see.

So, you’re a technician, tell , where is your safe house in Pattaya?"

The man in black looked at the screwdriver close to his eyeball, his right eye blinking desperately, and said, "In a community in the eastern area of Pattaya...

It was arranged by the contact Pasival, I don’t know the exact na of the community, but I can find it once I get there.

I’ll take you..."

Mountain Eagle actually wasn’t too interested in a safe house that was unlikely to yield much, he just wanted to use one question for a trial, then seamlessly move on to the next question.

Seeing that Cobra was already softening, Mountain Eagle smiled and said, "Last question, Lancelot left you guys here to look for rescue troops, why didn’t he take those docunts with him?"

Cobra’s left eye followed the right in a rapid few blinks and said, "Because he’s too old, he couldn’t carry all these items alone..."

Mountain Eagle squinted at Cobra’s nervous expression, and gently nodded, "The northern exit is only two kiloters away in a straight line, but it takes almost 40 minutes by foot, and possibly longer in the dark.

We didn’t arrive slowly, an old man can’t run very far...

Moreover, nowadays everyone has a phone, no need to personally go for rescue..."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle watched Cobra’s left eye blink quickly a few more tis, and gently nodded again, "He probably suspected that the rescue troops couldn’t find the way, so that Lancelot went to et them sowhere slightly more conspicuous..."

Mountain Eagle stroked his chin, observing the surroundings through the perspective of Crow...

Due to the many corrugated iron houses, the roads inside Kongdi District were absolutely complicated.

Anyone entering here would inevitably get lost.

These people missed the chance to escape downstream, which ans the rescue team needed to circle around along the road to the closest road entry into Kongdi District in order to arrive here the quickest.

The rescuers are not familiar with this place, so they need Lancelot to go to a slightly more noticeable place to et them.

This ti period in Kongdi District wasn’t particularly quiet, with many lingering people still on the streets.

Just like the drug-addicted youth and roaming gangs Mountain Eagle and his team had encountered before, or the people returning ho late from work...

But near the riverbank, it was the dirtiest and stinkiest part of Kongdi District, so not many pedestrians were encountered after Mountain Eagle and his team ca ashore.

From high above, Crow couldn’t discern the identities of these people, but it was easy to find a notable landmark close by and check if there were any suspicious vehicles parked on the nearest highway.

These people would never expect that Mountain Eagle had eyes in the sky, and much more sophisticated ones at that.

Soon, Mountain Eagle found so clues; he didn’t find any suspicious vehicles but he did identify a distinctive landmark, a place he was very familiar with...

"Pigeon, about 500 ters straight in the northeast direction, there’s an abandoned factory. See if there’s any movent there..."

Pigeon quickly responded...

"Boss, I can’t see clearly from my angle, but it is indeed a bit strange...

It’s too quiet. People from the slums shouldn’t pass up a roofed building."

As he spoke, Pigeon curiously asked, "Boss, did the captive confess anything? Should I do a close-range reconnaissance?"

Seeing the ominous glances from Butcher and Daria, Mountain Eagle spread his hands and said, "I’m very familiar with this place, especially that factory. I killed nearly 30 people in there.

The roof of that factory is the highest among the nearby buildings. I bet this whole area was built around that factory.

It’s possible that this tubular building we are in could have been the employee dormitories of that factory."

As Mountain Eagle spoke, he looked at ’Cobra,’ who was unwilling to make eye contact, and then at Longbow, who was glaring at him. He grabbed Longbow’s Barrett and smiled, "I am quite a decent sniper..."

Then, Mountain Eagle pulled a dilapidated dining table to below the window, placed the Barrett on it, and arranged a chair for himself to sit...

Next, he spoke to Butcher, "Gag them, turn off the lights...

The world’s number three can’t be too unrighteous, they have to give it a shot!"

Watching Butcher pulling out a roll of duct tape and approaching him, Longbow angrily yelled, "You bastard, if you dare..."

Butcher coldly sealed Longbow’s mouth with the tape, then struck him on the mouth with the butt of his gun, eliciting a groan of pain...

Sitting at the dining table, seemingly aiming, Mountain Eagle actually instructed Crow to lower its altitude and circled a few tis around the factory he had once fought in, entering the second floor through a hole in the wall, flew out from the other side, and finally landed on several scrapped machines in the factory courtyard...

The darkness did not hinder Crow’s detection capabilities; rather, it provided camouflage.

Mountain Eagle thought he would find sothing, but surprisingly, Crow only found a few locals who had been knocked out, without other findings.

Those unconscious people confird Mountain Eagle’s guess, and Longbow’s extre nervousness after the lights were off also indirectly supported his idea.

But the reality was that Lancelot had disappeared...

Reluctantly, Mountain Eagle had Crow take flight again, searching along the edge of the nearest highway, but still ca up with little.

For about 20 minutes, the room was so quiet you could hear a heartbeat. Mountain Eagle felt he must have missed sothing...

Just as Mountain Eagle decided to turn on the light, soone suddenly knocked on the door of their room...

With Golden Cicada assisting, Mountain Eagle could easily ’see’ a woman at the door. He gestured to Butcher, who was observing through night vision goggles, and said, "Turn on the light, go check..."

Without hesitation, Butcher switched on the dim light and nodded to Daria, who had her gun aid at the door, then yanked the door open...

"Ah..."

Butcher’s gunpoint caused a scantily-clad woman at the door to scream in fright. She shakily raised an old-fashioned flip phone and said with a trembling voice, "Phone, telephone, Yue Shan..."

Butcher pointed his gun at the woman, not making any moves but frowned and said to Daria, "Check her..."

Daria searched the woman’s body, then took the phone, glanced at it, and handed the phone to Mountain Eagle, gesturing silently, "Bug..."

Mountain Eagle nodded slightly, looking at the woman at the door who was reluctant to leave, he roughly understood—this was a human-shaped early warning system set up by Round Table Knight...

Prostitutes from the slums wouldn’t have much clues on them...

Watching an impatient Butcher, Mountain Eagle waved and said, "Does she have any money on her? Give her so money and send her away."

Butcher, new to Thailand, only had US Dollar on him. He pulled out a stack of 20-dollar bills, counted one hundred dollars, and handed it to the woman at the door...

Wearing the uniform of unit 191, Butcher looked like a regular soldier from any angle, and overall appeared quite amiable. Considering the woman probably didn’t have much to lose, she wasn’t very afraid of the police...

As she was about to leave, she sized up Butcher, then cupped her breasts with both hands and pointed at the money Butcher had, speaking in broken English, "Twenty dollars, and I’m yours..."

Even as cold as Butcher was, his eyes rolled at the situation. He heavily shut the door, leaving the woman outside.

Mountain Eagle was amused by Butcher’s comical expression, laughing, he said, "You have to get used to Thailand, so people here are really fierce, but most are genuinely optimistic.

But if you’re looking for a girlfriend, be careful, Thai won, especially those in the special trade, practically never speak the truth."

As Mountain Eagle watched Daria searching around the room, he held the phone and said, "No need to look further, they’ve surely gone far..."

Then, Mountain Eagle pressed the speakerphone button on the phone and said, "You were looking for ..."

On the other end of the call, a slightly hoarse male voice with an extrely standard London accent spoke, "Hello Officer Yue Shan, my na is Lancelot, and I’d like to make a deal with you..."