Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger Chapter 711 - 660: It Only Works If You Pay

"Woo woo woo..."

Watching Miranda's head covered with several layers of towels, a burly man kept pouring water on her face...

Within less than five minutes, Miranda began to struggle, convulse, and suffocate uncontrollably...

Mountain Eagle was in the airport kitchen, figuring out his own way to settle a dinner. After eating with the crew, he returned to the small building, wanting to watch the interrogation thods of the Departnt of Holand Security.

However, what made him greatly disappointed was that the ntal battle of fatigue bombing from the movies didn't appear. The Security Departnt agents under great pressure imdiately took out the harshest punishnt within permitted limits—water torture!

This ans making soone choke, suffocate, and feel near death, using dual physical and psychological pain to break the will of the person being interrogated.

Unfortunately, this thod obviously had no effect on Miranda. Her body was already completely soaked, continuously subjected to water torture in a house without heating, making her look like a ghost...

But even though she was under the dual siege of cold and pain, her will did not collapse. On the contrary, when she realized the Departnt of Holand Security would not give her humane treatnt, she began to mock those interrogators, and each ti the duration of the water torture grew longer.

Kobe was recording a statent from Barry, forming effective questions through Barry's statent, and then passing them via notes to the person interrogating Miranda.

Mountain Eagle stood at the window of the temporary water torture room, watching Miranda pressed against the table, flopping around like a fish ashore, while the obviously impatient interrogators kept raising the stakes...

He frowned at Kobe's companion, the Red Neck Da Qi, next to him, saying, "You're planning to keep doing this?"

Da Qi stiffened his neck and said, "This is the fastest way; the Death Angel has taken control of the Marriott Hotel and hasn't formally stated their demands yet.

If we can quickly pry open this woman's mouth, we'll have more ans to respond."

While Da Qi was talking, the water torture in the room was stopped. The guy using the punishnt hurriedly uncovered the towel on Miranda's face, then listened to her heartbeat and breathing before looking grim as he asked his companions to start ergency rescue...

Adrenaline, defibrillator, artificial respiration, chest compressions—a full set of procedures brought Miranda back.

Watching this woman spitting out the cold water from her stomach while sarcastically mocking the executioners as useless...

Mountain Eagle suddenly realized sothing. He pushed Red Neck Da Qi forcefully, swearing, "Are you guys actually professional?

This woman isn't afraid of this set at all, she's deliberately luring you into excessive torture. Once her body weakens to the point of needing hospital treatnt, you won't be able to use any thods next."

Da Qi watched as Miranda stuck out her proud chest, took advantage of the executioner's closeness to deliver a heavy slap to his face, then was grabbed by the hair and beaten while pressed against the bed...

"Fuck..."

Seeing his colleague getting enraged and still wanting to continue beating, Da Qi turned and opened the room door, pulled the executioner outside, and whispered a few words...

Watching the middle-aged man responsible for execution frustratingly kicking the corridor wall, Mountain Eagle realized that although Kobe had gotten the authority, within such a short ti, he found it hard to gather enough resources to execute the task.

He didn't even have a seasoned interrogation expert, only a group of rough field n to rely on.

The commotion outside disturbed Kobe, who was recording statents from Barry. He pushed open the door and yelled loudly, "What the hell are you doing?"

Red Neck Da Qi cald down his agitated colleague, walked to Kobe, and whispered a few words in his ear...

After listening, Kobe nodded with a grim expression, walked to the executioner's side, patted his shoulder, and said, "It's not your fault, I was too impatient!

Next, I'll take over the interrogation issues. Trust , there's no mouth in the world that can't be pried open."

Da Qi chid in, "Exactly, that woman isn't afraid of death, we'll just try another approach..."

Saying this, Da Qi glanced at Mountain Eagle and said, "Maybe this guy's suggestion is right, we could feed her shit, maybe after a few als, she'll talk."

The executioner listened, bitterly smiling and nodding...

He actually knew Da Qi was joking; even in the Security Departnt, water torture was already toeing the line.

Moreover, the fact that Miranda could endure water torture suggested even more violent punishnts couldn't break her will and would instead provoke her opposition.

The next step is the slow grind of using long-term repetitive fatigue interrogation to wear down her will.

In that case, the half-day busy water torture prior rather beca a stimulant for Miranda's resistant will, wasting a lot of ti.

Kobe comforted his colleagues, then entered the water torture room and spoke with Miranda a few tis, instructing soone to change her room and provide her with warr clothing.

After finishing these tasks, Kobe found Mountain Eagle, who was curiously visiting, saying with a bitter face, "It seems we won't be able to pry her mouth open soon..."

"What do you want from her?"

Mountain Eagle looked at a group of technical personnel sitting at temporary desks, using computers and projectors to construct a temporary command center...

Looking at Kobe's contemplative expression, Mountain Eagle smiled and said, "Those four assassins are enough for you to draft a report to stabilize the higher-ups in the Departnt of Holand Security.

If they refuse to speak, it doesn't matter. I'll help you write a report on the Edward Foundation's planned virus leak incident.

Force the assassins to sign it; whether they admit to it later on is irrelevant!

Barry's testimony will be the second report...

The whole story of the French spy, Death Angel, and the Ebola virus incident!

You can break down this information and gradually relay it to the higher-ups in the Departnt of Holand Security, letting them know that you're making progress. This will motivate them to allocate more resources to support you."

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle eyed Kobe, whose expression was strange. He smiled and said, "Don't look at like that. We both know the core issue now lies with Death Angel...

But to deal with Death Angel, we actually don't need detailed intelligence, because he's already surfaced...

Of course, as a representative of the Departnt of Holand Security, you have your own set of operational standards, but solving the imdiate problem is the most crucial...

We first need to know Death Angel's identity. What does he look like? What did he do in the past? Where is he now?"

Hearing this, Kobe, with a peculiar expression, said, "Do you have any suggestions?"

Mountain Eagle looked at the busy technicians and smiled, saying, "Finding out Miranda's identity shouldn't be difficult. Have your tech team thoroughly clean her online data, dig out her background, and piece together her movents over the past few years, then compare them with Death Angel's activities.

Death Angel is not invisible. If he goes sowhere, he has to stay at hotels as well...

My guy had a conflict with a few Middle Easterners in a hotel 3 kiloters from the Marriott Hotel today, and in their room, we found a telescope pointed directly at the Marriott Hotel.

Also, we've obtained a video recording of the suspect's profile and back view, and I suspect Death Angel is among them."

Kobe, surprised, said, "Why didn't you tell earlier? I could..."

"You could what?"

Mountain Eagle looked at the frustrated Kobe and shook his head, saying, "When the police arrived, that guy pulled out his Holand Security credentials to get himself out of trouble. By the ti my guys realized sothing was off, they had already left a long while ago.

The Anchorage police are also swamped with the Marriott Hotel incident and the police station attack; they're absolutely bogged down and can't spare the personnel for a comprehensive search to help you.

We can only rely on ourselves!"

Upon hearing this, Kobe nodded heavily, saying, "This kind of information gathering and retrieval requires a lot of ti, but I'll have them work on it.

Do you really have no other ideas?"

Mountain Eagle, of course, had other thods, but they could only be executed if Kobe had sufficient resources and authority...

Looking at this handso black brother's distressed expression, Mountain Eagle laughed and said, "Investigating a case is inherently detailed work; getting anxious won't help.

For tracking soone down, we can do things on two fronts—you focus on collecting information, and I'll find soone to contact Anchorage's underground gangs.

If my guy encountered Death Angel today, he certainly wouldn't dare to stay in a hotel anymore. I'll put up a reward; it's hard for a few Middle Easterners to hide in Alaska."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle put an arm around Kobe's shoulder and whispered, "Brother, if you deduce that Death Angel's target is the sea prison, that ans we have a chance to take a detour and overtake him.

So don't rush; first stabilize the higher-ups of the Departnt of Holand Security, and then you have to find a way to amplify the seriousness of the situation, seize the opportunity to elevate your importance and simultaneously seek more authority..."

Kobe looked at Mountain Eagle, sowhat surprised, and said, "What are you planning to do?"

Mountain Eagle, observing Kobe's expression, slightly shook his head...

This guy really lacks political sensitivity; his situation is dire but he doesn't know how to play the good card he holds...

Mountain Eagle thought for a mont, reaching out and saying, "Do you have any money on you? Give ..."

Kobe frowned and took out his wallet, ready to pull out a few bills when Mountain Eagle grabbed all his cash and counted it...

"OK, 85 dollars 30 cents..."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle pocketed the money and laughed, "This is a paid service!

Now, as your political adviser, I remind you: there's a strong possibility that Miranda is a French spy!

Do you know what changes would occur if she's a spy?"