Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger Chapter 609 - 571: Mutual Support

Mountain Eagle brought Balang back to the apartnt, and as soon as he entered, he heard the noise inside the apartnt.

He opened the door and saw the coffee table in the living room piled high with beer. The Inuit Shark was arm wrestling with a short, stout guy, and the Colombian Scorpion was shaking the cash in his hand, urging those nearby to place bets.

Eddie and Cal, the two old n, seed to have just gotten up. Wearing big shorts, they erged, rubbing their heads, and began cursing at the rowdy rcenaries.

Two Russians sat at the dining table in the kitchen, lost in thought as they ate, appearing very out of place with the others around them.

Seeing Mountain Eagle co in, Chickpea let out a strange cry, walked over to him, fist-bumped and hugged, saying, "Mountain Eagle, you did a great job last night. Although beating up a bunch of kids isn't exactly honorable, I still have to say you did great.

One on thirty, you created an unbelievable record!"

Mountain Eagle patted the impatient Balang, telling him to find sowhere to hang out, then spread his hands and said, "I didn't feel like I was using too much force, just a fight, how hard could it be?"

Mountain Eagle's cheeky tone drew boos from those around, and Shark, having won the arm-wrestling, shouted at Mountain Eagle, "Hey, Mountain Eagle, why don't you stop ssing around with the rescue team and co hang with us. I'll cover you in the future, just split your earnings with ."

Mountain Eagle held up his middle finger disdainfully and laughed, "I'm a big landlord in Thailand, with tens of millions of US dollars lying in the bank, now I've got lots more land in Alaska, I'm making big money chopping trees...

You guys, the deadheads who only know about fighting, still want to hang with you?

Work honestly, call when there's trouble, I'll co save you...

Don't worry, I won't charge you!"

Shark laughed and cursed a few tis, then turned and farted in Mountain Eagle's direction, causing those around to cover their noses, cursing and retreating hastily...

The Colombian Scorpion sidled up to Mountain Eagle, sneakily saying, "Mountain Eagle, the word on the street is you made two hundred million dollars last night, is it true?"

Mountain Eagle spread his hands and said, "I really want to say it's not true, for fear of shattering your self-esteem! For original chapters go to NoveIꜰire

But since it's co to this, I won't pretend anymore, I'll be frank, I'm a billionaire!"

"Fuck..."

Chickpea froze for a mont, then leapt onto Mountain Eagle's back, wrapping his arms around his neck, shouting loudly, "How did a kid like you manage to do so well?

You have to treat us, absolutely!

I want to go to the best nightclub in Los Angeles, preferably the kind where I can run into movie stars!"

Scorpion grabbed Mountain Eagle's hand and said, "Mountain Eagle, my sister's visa is sorted, she can co to Los Angeles next month, do you need a girlfriend? My sister is very pretty..."

Ham shoved Scorpion's chiseled face, laughed, and cursed, "Don't pull out your sister to scare people..."

Then Ham grabbed Mountain Eagle's arm, saying, "Mountain Eagle, my son will be an adult in a few years, I'll let him hang with you then, you help discipline him for a few years.

Yesterday Cal lashed out at Silver Fox, calling him a shortsighted coward, he said you made a lot of money in finance over in Singapore.

I still have so savings, I'll give it all to you, you help invest it."

Mountain Eagle listened, happily saying, "No problem, Singapore is a sure-win business, I'll talk to Mr. Poincaré, then call him myself."

Then Mountain Eagle looked at the delighted Ham and asked, "How much money do you have?"

Ham shrugged and said, "After deducting household expenses and insurance payouts, I have 600,000 euros in savings.

I don't understand investnt, the house and car at ho are all bought, my son is a fool, he probably won't have a chance to go to university and won't spend much money.

I'll give all the money to you!"

Mountain Eagle was montarily stunned, he hadn't expected that Ham, who counted as a veteran Arctic Fox, only had 600,000 euros in savings.

Of course, in Europe, families with more than 60,000 euros in savings are considered wealthy, but given Arctic Fox's status, for a mber of a world-class team of only about twenty people, 600,000 in savings seed a bit low.

It appears that for these daredevils, financial managent might truly be a very challenging task!

Having faced life and death, certain desires may be amplified, and these desires probably cost a lot.

Mountain Eagle didn't know Ham well, but he knew that Chickpea spends tens of thousands of euros each year on firearms-related expenses, and Scorpion's family in Colombia has a large farm that loses money annually.

The truly wealthy, however, are the unkempt Shark and the retiree planning to return ho and raise cattle, Bull Head.

Because Inuits, upon reaching adulthood, have land ownership, their sustenance mostly cos from nature. Their biggest expenses are small boats, snowmobiles, fishing nets, and bullets.

Bull Head, this Mongolian, doesn't need to buy a house either; his family has a super-large ranch with thousands of cattle and sheep.

Shark and Bull Head, these two guys from remote areas, don't need financial managent, whereas Ham, who cos from a developed society, seems affluent but in reality, his financial standing is on a completely different level from Shark and Bull Head.

Mountain Eagle sneered and glanced at Ham, saying, "Who in their right mind would put all their assets into financial investnt?

50,000 it is, you invest 50,000, and I promise you a 10% return in the next two years.

If there aren't any good projects after two years, take your money back."

Ham heard this and happily said, "Deal, handing over the money to you is better than my wife investing it.

Since 08, my wife loses a lot of money every year, if it goes on this way, I might not make it to retirent before losing the house."

Mountain Eagle looked sympathetically at Ham, and with a smile said, "If I were you, I'd persuade my wife to do a tangible business that she is completely involved in..."

Ham paused and said, "Why, it's really hard to do brick-and-mortar now..."

Mountain Eagle was amused by Ham, and he said with a laugh, "You know it's tough to run a brick-and-mortar business, so why do you think you can make money from the securities financial market generated by it?

Honestly, set up a flower shop or a restaurant to keep your wife busy. I guarantee, even if you lose money, it won't be as much as you'd lose playing the stock market.

I struck gold last night, so I plan to set up an 'Arctic Fox Descendant Investnt Fund' next year.

The fund will focus its investnts on projects like restaurants, lodges, and hotels. Any Arctic Fox descendant with a complete plan can apply for investnt.

If your wife likes to get involved, let her try a lodge project..."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle looked at the guys around him with strange expressions and spread his hands, saying, "Guys, have you never paid attention to the Arctic Fox Descendants Communication software?

The entrepreneurial atmosphere there is excellent, but in the past, my funds were limited, so I never took action, only focused on building the Mutual Assistance System.

Haven't you felt it?

It's almost the end of the year. Last year at this ti, Blood Fox's funds were already spent, but this year there's still tens of thousands left over.

The Mutual Assistance System helped Blood Fox save nearly a million in expenses. Although there will still be red children, the situation has been reversed.

As long as we persist, your financial pressures will be much less next year..."

Mountain Eagle's words left several Arctic Foxes around him silent, and the guys from the Round Table Knights glanced at each other, showing envy on their faces.

The retirent system of Arctic Fox is the ceiling among rcenaries, and any peer can only envy them.

Even if one dies, Arctic Fox will take care of two generations.

This is the highest embodint of collectivism and the key to Arctic Fox's consistently high combat power.

Chickpea, who excitedly demanded Mountain Eagle treat them, patted Mountain Eagle's shoulder vigorously and said with a complex expression, "Mountain Eagle, I don't know what to say, thank you!"

Mountain Eagle disdainfully waved his hand and said, "Don't just thank , give sothing tangible. My house could use so good wine, you're responsible for filling the wine cabinet."

Chickpea nodded vigorously and said, "No problem!"

With that, Chickpea reached over and patted Mountain Eagle's arm, pointed at the Round Table Knights, and said, "Let introduce you. You've t Di Huo...

Machine gunners Viking and Iron Hamr, assault n Butter, Cream, Cabbage...

They're not great, but they did help a lot yesterday!"

Hearing the boos from the others, Chickpea spread his hands and said, "You guys really aren't that great. If you're not convinced, we can go to Cal's training camp and train a bit. Whether it's shooting or fighting, I'm up for it..."

The sharpshooter Di Huo from the Round Table Knights, annoyed, shoved Chickpea aside and reintroduced his buddies to Mountain Eagle before pulling him to the side, rubbing his hands awkwardly, and said, "Mountain Eagle, I want to buy a gun...

the sa kind you use!"

Mountain Eagle, hearing this, said with a smile, "You really don't consider switching teams?

Join the Arctic Fox Rescue Team, and I'll provide the equipnt, ensuring it's a custom-fit great gun for you. Then it's not impossible for you to challenge Chickpea..."

Just as Di Huo, looking conflicted, was about to speak, the gentleman-like Galahad ca over and lanted, "Mountain Eagle, Di Huo is one of the best sharpshooters among the Round Table Knights!

We're allies, and poaching allies will send you down to Hell."

Mountain Eagle jokingly patted Di Huo's arm and said, "There's no problem with the gun..."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle turned to Galahad, smiling and said, "Since we're allies, mutual aid is natural. Occasionally having Di Huo help shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Galahad was montarily speechless, then reluctantly said, "Of course, no problem..."

The old man dragged Mountain Eagle to the terrace, closed the sliding door, and complained, "Mountain Eagle, there are only so many good ones among the Round Table Knights, and you don't want to delve deep into this field. What's the point of poaching us...

I know the rcenary world pretty well. Tell , what kind of guy do you like?

I'll scout for you in other rcenary Groups and ensure they're top-notch with excellent skills and character."

Mountain Eagle finished listening, glanced at Silver Fox sitting on the lounge chair, and said with amusent, "Is this old man crazy?

With the world's number one and number three right here, where else could you find such top-notch folks with both skills and character?"

Silver Fox, knowing there was flattery in Mountain Eagle's words, smiled and shook his head, saying, "You ntioned the world's number one and three, isn't there still a world number two?"

Mountain Eagle curiously glanced at the strange expressions on the faces of two rcenary bigshots, grabbed a beer from the ice bucket, sat down, and asked curiously, "What's the situation?"

Silver Fox rubbed his old face, sighed, and said, "The world's number two, Spartans, were disbanded at the xican border...

Spartans are the elite under the broker bigshot 'White Whale', but this ti, when they collaborated with the CIA to block a group at the border, they got hit by a few Spring Knives...

The world's number two, Spartans, didn't even see the enemy's shadow before they were defeated."

Galahad, with a heavy expression, said, "Tis seem to have changed. We old guys don't know how much longer we can hold out?"

Saying this, Galahad looked at Mountain Eagle and said, "If you really need people, as long as you're willing to cover enough dical expenses, the remaining Spartans surely et your requirents."

Mountain Eagle said incredulously, "dical expenses? What do you an?

World's number two rcenary Group can't even afford dical expenses?"

Galahad glanced at Mountain Eagle and said, "Not every team is like Arctic Fox. Spartans have a ruthless boss!"