Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger Chapter 598 - 560: The Secret Assassination

The mont Mountain Eagle entered the enemy's firing range, his helt blazed like the sun...

Tens of thousands of luns of blinding light whitened the vision of those watching him, followed by a sharp pain in their eyes.

Silver Fox, wearing high-end night vision goggles, was instantly switched to protection mode. Just as he realized Mountain Eagle's intent and wanted to call his comrades to coordinate with Mountain Eagle...

Mountain Eagle drove the motorcycle towards the apartnt's gate...

When he was still 20 ters away from the gate, Mountain Eagle forcefully kicked his legs and released his grip, leaping backward from the motorcycle.

As the motorcycle neared collision with the apartnt's gate, several gunn there cried out in alarm. Landing on the ground, Mountain Eagle tumbled forward in a roll, removed his helt, turned off the blinding light and tossed it aside, then he snatched up the M2, charging forward under the cover of the blinding light and rapidly pulling the trigger...

"Bang"

The head of a gunman guarding the door exploded like a waterlon smashed by a baseball bat.

"Bang"

A Big Russian Gang gunman rubbing his eyes was hit in the neck; it was as if a bear had bitten him, the flesh of his neck tore off in a chunk, leaving only a bit of skin attached.

"Bang"

A gunman who had fallen over avoiding the motorcycle impact had his head crushed inwards the size of a bowl from a hamr blow, blood and tissue exploding outward from his face.

Mountain Eagle took down the last gunman pinned by the motorcycle, his right hand pulling out four shotgun shells and reloading the gun in two moves...

Seeing the still-moving elevator, Mountain Eagle said through the radio, "Silver Fox, cut off the apartnt's power..."

Silver Fox imdiately responded...

A series of gunshots rang out, and several transforrs outside the apartnt sparked as they were shot.

With the sounds of lights going out one by one, the target apartnt and surrounding buildings plunged into darkness.

Realizing Mountain Eagle wanted to rush in alone to deal with the problem, Silver Fox anxiously shouted, "Mountain Eagle, they have many people, don't be reckless..."

"Sotis, having more people isn't an advantage!"

Mountain Eagle activated Golden Cicada, gently pushed the safety staircase door open, and tossed a Shock Bomb inside...

"Boom"

Accompanied by an explosion and flash, Mountain Eagle pushed the door and entered the safety stairs, continuously shooting at the gunn who ca down to check...

"Bang, bang, bang, bang"

Shots to the head at close range, the splatter of brains and blood filled the safety corridor with the stench of Hell!

Hearing screams and footsteps from the floors above, Mountain Eagle ascended the stairs, reloading his weapon...

Seeing several young gang mbers reeking of marijuana crouching in terror by the second-floor safety passageway door, the Mountain Eagle in the darkness walked up behind them and said sternly, "Go ho, it's not safe out here!"

"Ah..."

The young gangbros let out a scream, stood up, and rushed downstairs, only to slip on the brain-soaked stairs, falling all over themselves...

The mont the gangbros ran off, Mountain Eagle, as if foreseeing it, deftly turned and pressed against the wall next to the safety corridor's door...

Three gunn burst out of two rooms on the second floor and opened fire on the security door...

Hearing the sound of empty magazines, Mountain Eagle turned and raised his gun, pulling the trigger...

"Bang"

The gunman in the lead was shot in the chest, his body falling backward obstructing the line of fire and reaction ti of the gunn behind him. For more chapters visit novel·fıre·net

"Bang, bang"

Two other gunn constantly pulling on empty guns had no chance to react; one was hit in the head, the other in the abdon...

Mountain Eagle, after taking them out, pushed the door intending to enter the second-floor apartnt corridor, then a bullet pierced the corridor window and entered the second room...

In the building next to the apartnt, Chickpea stood by the window with a gun, a dead body beside him.

Seeing Mountain Eagle stop, Chickpea said sowhat helplessly, "Mountain Eagle, don't rush, the others are clearing snipers, don't go into the hallway, there's one more in the third room!"

No sooner had Chickpea finished speaking than a bullet shattered a thin wooden door and shot into the third room...

Ham, annoyed in tone, spoke, "Fuck, I've been bitten by a guy; if you're going to shoot, then shoot, the target's on the fucking 16th floor...

You'd better be quick, no matter how run-down North Hollywood is, the police will have to deal with it."

Mountain Eagle, hearing the complaint in Ham's tone, laughed and said, "I'm starting to like you guys now, fighting with you is indeed worry-free.

I made a big bet with soone; when I win the money, I'll treat you guys to drinks!"

Mountain Eagle finished speaking and quickly returned to the safety of the stairwell, ascending swiftly...

He had not kept a tally of the enemy numbers, but understood it was impossible for dozens of people to guard each floor's staircase.

This dilapidated apartnt had 18 floors, and in the darkness following the power cut, Mountain Eagle climbed quickly 6 floors up before encountering obstruction.

A group of four gunn had blocked the stairs with several cabinets, then scattered so glow sticks below; any slight movent would trigger them to fire downwards.

Mountain Eagle stayed out of the glow sticks' illuminating range, with his position conveniently parallel and coinciding with the gunn. He peeked quickly, then picked up a can from the ground and tossed it lightly onto the stair platform above...

The clinking and clattering noises excitedly triggered the gunn to squeeze their triggers...

As a series of gunshots rang out, the empty platform was bombarded with shattering fragnts...

"Ceasefire, ceasefire..."

Just as Mountain Eagle thought he had found his opportunity, just as he prepared to pop out for a shot, two Hand Grenades ca tumbling down.

"Fuck..."

Watching as the two Offensive Hand Grenades bounced off the wall and rolled to his feet, Mountain Eagle swiftly turned, pushed open the safety door, and ducked inside, then squatted in the corner...

"Boom" "Boom"

After two loud explosions, Mountain Eagle felt the battered safety door smack heavily against his back twice.

The blast from the Offensive Hand Grenades was limited due to the lack of shrapnel; Mountain Eagle endured the door's battering, seizing the chance during the smoke-filled stairwell to dash up the stairs finding an angle...

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

The M2 unleashed a rapid-fire volley; 8 deer bullets covered the handful of ready gunn, who groaned and collapsed to the floor.

Mountain Eagle didn't stop moving while firing; as soon as the M2 emptied, he quickly drew the CZ75 at his waist and charged towards the enemy's makeshift barricade...

"Pop pop pop pop..."

The 10mm hollow-point bullets finished off the heads of those still barely alive.

It was unthinkable for the Big Russian Gang to set a blockade on this floor with just four or five n; there were more lurking within the apartnt rooms.

Yet, Arctic Fox was indeed powerful, with the external assistance of Daria and guidance from Crow, they swiftly located positions of the sniper and the Assassin, then comnced a rapid purge.

Truth be told, these urban assassins, when engaged in a direct confrontation, even in a relatively fair fight, were no match for the old guns like Arctic Fox.

Once their biggest advantage—concealnt—was lost, they were no match for the extre ferocity of Arctic Fox.

Now, there were still Assassins playing hide and seek in the opposite building with Arctic Fox, but they no longer posed a threat to Mountain Eagle.

Instead, Chickpea and Ham, who now had their hands free, were able to provide him with support...

The 2-hour prep ti Mountain Eagle proposed was, in reality, quite cunning...

For him, 2 hours were enough for Arctic Fox and Round Table Knight to arrive where he needed them, but for an assassin organization like Bright Ladder, mobilizing manpower widely in two hours was nearly impossible.

Two hours was insufficient to find a significant number of reliable rcenaries, it was just enough ti for them to mobilize their own forces while extending cooperation invites to familiar gangs.

The manpower from the Big Russian Gang was their biggest bargaining chip for the bet...

However, they miscalculated again; Mountain Eagle was at his strongest when alone, and when he decided to go all out, those gang gunn simply couldn't handle his kind of no-prisoners, pure military combat approach.

Golden Cicada's presence elevated Mountain Eagle's situational awareness to the maximum; there were still gunn hiding within the 9th-floor apartnts...

As Mountain Eagle pondered whether to clear the 9th floor before continuing upwards or to directly charge up for a quick battle, gunshots erupted inside the 9th floor apartnt, and then dozens of civilians living there were driven out by the gang gunn...

Through the safety stairwell door's glass, Mountain Eagle watched as a dozen black individuals of different ages rushed out of the rooms, like they were chased by mad dogs, recklessly heading toward the staircase.

He had no idea what the gang gunn were thinking, but facing such a situation, he instinctively opened the safety ladder's door and conjured a small LED light like magic, sticking it on the wall directly opposite the stairs to guide the panicked people...

"Go down, it's safe below!"

Mountain Eagle stepped aside, hugging the wall to let through a woman appearing utterly terrified who surged ahead; he gestured with his hand for them to run downwards...

As he was reloading bullets into the M2, and simultaneously communicating with Chickpea on the other side, aiming to eliminate those idiotic gangsters, a few young n suddenly mixed into the crowd lunged at him...

A tall black man in the dark grabbed Mountain Eagle's waist in an attempt to subdue him, while two other young black n pulled out daggers and stabbed towards Mountain Eagle's chest and abdon...

At the sa ti, two suited n following at the back of the group drew their pistols, aiming at Mountain Eagle from less than 3 ters...

Such a sudden attack imdiately brought to Mountain Eagle's mind the organization known as Replacer.

But at this mont, Mountain Eagle had no ti to ponder how Bright Ladder got involved with Replacer...

Facing this life and death mont, he coolly locked his left arm around the chubby individual trying to bend over and wrap his waist, violently retreating and widening the gap from the Knife n while using them as shields from the two gunn's line of fire...

"Pop pop"

"Pop pop"