Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger Chapter 980 - 914: Container Cell

After undergoing a transformation, Mountain Eagle possessed a strength that ordinary people could not comprehend. When he ran at full speed, it was like a heavily armored off-road vehicle in motion.

The power of the Spearhead Missile wasn't particularly great; the explosion only badly injured a couple of unlucky guys in two positions, but there were still a dozen or so guys ard with weapons...

So of them were stunned by the explosion, while the sharper ones ran backward post-explosion, attempting to leave the battlefield and find a better vantage point to retaliate.

These people never expected that in just a few minutes, all the more than twenty soldiers gathered outside had been killed.

This was sothing that could never happen in past battles, yet it had indeed happened.

Tactical glasses provided a boost like adding wings to a tiger. The three world's top tactical shooters hit incredible accuracy and efficiency under the aid of high-tech glasses.

With one assault, they completely dismantled the opponent's retaliation ability and then, using situational awareness and pinpoint shooting precision, they picked off the lust-driven soldiers one by one, just like shooting rabbits. Even Mi Lu, who was serving as cover outside, didn't get to claim many kills.

The seasoned sniper could only keep switching targets after taking down the leader, guarding the blind spot of the three, to prevent them from charging too aggressively and being ambushed.

Mountain Eagle couldn't bother with these; at the mont, he had only one thought in his mind...

Utilizing the multiple detection functions provided by the tactical glasses, the bull-like Mountain Eagle charged into the factory and imdiately knocked away a dazed gunman from the explosion...

"Thud," a dull noise rang out...

A gunman holding an AK was struck in the chest by Mountain Eagle's shoulder and flew backward like he'd been hit by a car, crashing into another comrade.

With a height of over 1.9 ters, Mountain Eagle thrust forward with his shoulder, creating a terrifying depression in the gunman's chest. With a crisp sound, the gunman's ribs fractured.

As the gunman collided with his comrade, Mountain Eagle turned slightly and passed through between them, not forgetting to fire two extra shots into each of their bodies as he passed with his AK-103.

"Bang, bang..."

The gunfire attracted the attention of those inside the factory, but under unclear visibility, the gunn who had retreated out of the dust-covered area dared not fire indiscriminately. They could only shout loudly for their comrades still in place to make a quick escape.

But in response, they heard a series of miserable screams...

Still running, Mountain Eagle appeared in front of a gunman crouched beside a rusting machine; when the gunman discovered Mountain Eagle, the distance between them was barely over 3 ters...

In the blink of an eye, the gunman instinctively tried to raise his muzzle, but in facing the demon-like Mountain Eagle in the smoke, the fear in his mind slowed him for a mont. Then he felt everything go black, his mind went numb, and he lost consciousness...

Mountain Eagle reached in front of the gunman and forcefully lifted his knee, hitting the gunman's face and driving the back of his head to collide with the machine behind him.

Mountain Eagle's knee acted like a heavy hamr, exerting terrifying force on the gunman's face. As the back of the gunman's head hit the machine and couldn't relieve the force, all of it transmitted into his skull.

"Crack, crack"

His face and the back of his head almost simultaneously made a cracking sound; the gunman's head deford from both sides, and with the trendous pressure in his skull, one of the gunman's eyeballs was squeezed out, left dangling by a blue vein on his cheek.

Confident in his own strength, Mountain Eagle didn't even bother to fire an extra shot upon success. Instead, he leveraged the machine in front of him to fire at a few frightened gunn in the distance...

"Bang, bang..."

Two gunn, unsure of where to aim their shots, were hit in the head, and like they encountered high-voltage shocks, their bodies instantly tightened and fell rigidly to the ground.

By this ti, Mountain Eagle, having emptied the magazine, threw the rifle behind him and swiftly drew his handgun, firing continuously as he advanced...

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

anwhile, rhythmic gunfire echoed from both sides of the factory. Eddie and Cal completed a flank attack from both sides...

The gunn aiming at the smoke area didn't realize the enemy could make such a quick and decisive tactical choice in such a short ti. When Eddie and Cal opened fire, they didn't even have ti to turn their heads to look at the sides.

This is the power of superhuman shooters, especially two battle-hardened, nerves-of-steel super shooters, delivering desperately high hit rates and speed in close-quarters combat.

When Mountain Eagle finished off the last enemy in the smoke area, there were no standing enemies left inside the factory.

When Eddie saw Mountain Eagle walk out of the smoke with his handgun, the old guy whistled, gave him a thumbs up, and shouted: "Hey, next ti you do sothing crazy, rember to give us a heads-up.

Cal's old arms and legs can't keep up..."

"Fuck you..."

Cal flipped Eddie the bird, and after confirming Mountain Eagle was safe, let out a long breath, then said to Mountain Eagle: "Be careful not to charge too fast. Let's spread out and search; we must take everyone down..."

Mountain Eagle didn't speak, but nodded heavily...

Golden Cicada's abilities allowed him to easily perceive the state of his surroundings. After Cal spoke, he was the first to head toward the back of the factory building...

After exiting through the back door, Mountain Eagle looked at the makeshift housing made from shipping containers not far away. He holstered his pistol, changed the magazine in his AK-103, and moved forward with the gun raised...

As he approached the containers, Mountain Eagle heard suppressed cries from inside. The imagery feedback from Golden Cicada's sonar was vastly different from the visual perspective, yet he could still discern that two gunn inside were holding several won hostage, using them as a human shield.

There were people in all three containers, but two were locked from the outside, while only one was locked from the inside.

This was clearly a prison, not a residence!

After making a rough assessnt, Mountain Eagle picked up a wooden stick, squatted at the corner of the container, and used the stick to pry open the container door...

A prison that could only be locked from the outside couldn't be locked from the inside, so with a creak, the container door opened a crack under the leverage of the stick.

The mont the gap appeared, gunfire erupted from inside the container...

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

With a series of dull gunshots and the screams of won, more than a dozen transparent holes appeared in the container door.

"People inside, lay down your weapons and co out to surrender..."

Mountain Eagle's shout was quickly responded to...

"******"

Unable to understand Albanian, Mountain Eagle gave up attacking from the front due to the yelling and shouting of the gunn inside. He moved to the back of the container, positioned himself a ter away, took aim, and decisively pulled the trigger...

"Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa"

With his tactical glasses, Mountain Eagle shot four bullets into the container, taking down the two gunn holding hostages and finishing them off...

After eliminating the gunn inside, Mountain Eagle returned to the front and forcefully opened the container door, imdiately hit by a foul stench...

Inside the container, full of feces and urine, seven or eight half-naked, scarred won were huddled on the ground, clutching their ears and wailing. Two bodies lay on the side, with a pool of blood reaching the won's feet, though they seed unaware.

The gunn firing inside the container was like setting off firecrackers in a bedroom, the deafening noise affecting the won's hearing.

Mountain Eagle had no idea what these people did to the won; he couldn't ask questions now. Pinching his nose, he rushed in, separated the guns and bullets of the gunn, and dragged a woman outside with each hand...

The mont the two won stepped out of the container, they seed to trigger so command, dropping to their knees and pressing their faces to the ground, lifting their filthy dresses to expose their dirty buttocks...

"Shit..."

Mountain Eagle had never encountered a scene like this before. He frowned, averted his eyes, turned, and moved to the other two containers, shooting off the large locks on the doors before forcefully opening them. Inside, he found more won.

These won were better off; they were aged 14 to 25, not very clean and showing signs of abuse, but at least their clothing was intact.

Watching them huddle on the far side of the container, staring at him with terrified eyes, Mountain Eagle lowered his gun, raised his hands to show he ant no harm, and shouted, "You're safe now, co with , I'll take you ho..."

Mountain Eagle's loud call received no response. He frowned and shouted the sa thing at the entrance of another container, only to be t with terrified screams...

Just as Mountain Eagle wondered if the language barrier was preventing the won from responding to him, a woman with a patchy, balding head and a bruised, swollen face erged from the previous container...

"Who are you?"

The woman's words snapped Mountain Eagle back to reality. Looking at this woman with a face swollen like a pig's head, her hair missing in patches, he shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. You're safe now. Have them all co out, I'll find a vehicle and take you to safety."

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle noticed the woman's swollen eyes, with blood streaming from a wound on her nose, and pulled a dical kit from his waist belt, tossing it to her, saying, "There are antibiotics and bandages in there; you should treat your face."

The woman let the dical kit fall to the ground. She glanced back at the two won still cringing on the ground like dogs, shook her head, and said, "No, I'm fine like this..."

As if realizing Mountain Eagle ca with good intentions, the woman bent to pick up the kit, returned it to him, and then went back to the container to say a few things loudly. She returned leading another woman who was just as disheveled, and they went to the neighboring container to speak to the won in slightly better condition.

Eddie and Cal completed their search of the factory interior, killing the last hidden enemy before returning to the small square...

When they freed the young n, and rescued the woman pinned to the table, Cal pushed Eddie's ogling face away from the girls' chests, then saw Mountain Eagle leading masses of won around from the rear of the factory...

"Oh shit, this is a 'transit point for rchandise'..."