Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger
Chapter 124 Unexpected

Chapter 124: Chapter 124 Unexpected

Eddie had not expected that Mountain Eagle really knew nothing...

Looking at Kirilenko, who didn’t seem to mind, Eddie said to Mountain Eagle, "Kid, you really need to catch up on some lessons, or you’ll find it difficult to get anywhere with the work later."

Mountain Eagle smiled apologetically at Kirilenko and said, "Sorry, I’m new to this, I don’t really understand many things..."

Kirilenko took a sniff of his brandy nose, wiped his hands on his big belly, and then generously waved his hand saying, "No worries, now that we know each other...

You’re an apprentice with Blood Fox, that makes you our VIP. You can come to me for any transportation needs."

Upon hearing this, Mountain Eagle glanced at the surrounding airplanes and spread his hands, asking, "So it’s really ’delivery man’? Literally a delivery man?"

Kirilenko bared a grin and said, "The always punctual ’guaranteed mission delivery man’...

Once we’ve worked together, you’ll know we’re much more reliable than those airlines!"

Eddie, watching Mountain Eagle lost in thought, chuckled and said, "Kid, most of the time mercenaries can’t travel on commercial flights because they won’t allow us to transport weapons.

Kirilenko can get you to any place in Southeast Asia on time, and can also drop certain items in your specified area within a set timeframe.

M·A stands for ’Mission Accomplished’, meaning guarantee to complete the mission.

This organization’s members were all former pilots from the Russia Air Cargo Company. Those crazy Russian pilots found the airlines’ salaries too low, so they formed a team and started taking on jobs...

They have established branches all over the world, so if you need to travel or require someone to meet you, you can rely on them.

They’re not cheap, but they are definitely reliable!"

Mountain Eagle now understood that Eddie was introducing him to a ’node’ in the underworld...

This ’M·A organization’ obviously wasn’t doing any legitimate business at their airport; they must be a transportation organization profiting from smuggling.

Mercenaries or contraband, those are the ’goods’ they deliver!

As to how exactly the M·A organization negotiates air traffic control in various countries, Mountain Eagle had no idea, but his knowledge had certainly expanded.

Smuggling, even air smuggling, is not uncommon, but Mountain Eagle truly didn’t expect someone to specialize in it, forming a global network...

The so-called ’global’ surely has its exaggerations, but judging from the trust Blood Fox and Eddie have in them, their strength and reputation must be very good.

Mountain Eagle didn’t know enough about the underworld to piece together the profit model of the M·A organization...

Because simply transporting mercenaries around to fight couldn’t sustain such a large operation.

There are definitely tricks involved that Mountain Eagle doesn’t know about. However, it wasn’t the right time for him to pry. He took Kirilenko’s number, and after a brief chat with the big man who didn’t really look like a pilot, he invited Eddie and the always-quiet ’accountant’ into his car...

The accountant was a white man, quite old, and since Eddie had never introduced him, Mountain Eagle didn’t ask.

On the road, Eddie, watching Mountain Eagle focused on driving, said with a laugh, "You’re pretty good at keeping your composure..."

Mountain Eagle was momentarily confused and asked, "What?"

Eddie, sitting in the passenger seat, pointed at the old accountant in the back and said with a smile, "Let me introduce you, Leonhard Poincaré, an accountant. Blood Fox entrusts him with his entire fortune and life..."

Mountain Eagle hesitated upon hearing the name and said, "Leonhard Poincaré? Is that a code name?"

Eddie spread his hands and said, "I don’t know. This guy doesn’t really like to talk..."

"I don’t dislike talking, I just don’t like talking to you fools who only know how to use guns..." said the old accountant on the back seat, cracking a smile and then stretching his hand through the gap between the seats, adding, "Raymond, Raymond Clay, an old accountant..."

As the old man shook hands with Mountain Eagle, he pointed to the air vent and said, "Please set the air conditioning to 22 degrees. I’m getting on in years and can’t handle the cold wind..."

Mountain Eagle turned down the air conditioning and glanced at the neatly dressed Raymond Clay in the rearview mirror, smiling, "My name is Yue Shan, codenamed Mountain Eagle. Pleased to meet you.

I may have many questions to ask you in the future..."

Raymond Clay smiled and said, "I am very pleased that Blood Fox has found an excellent apprentice. Serving you would be my honor.

But for convenience, you can call me Mr. Poincaré."

As the two conversed, Eddie, sitting beside them, looked back at Mr. Poincaré with dissatisfaction, saying, "Hey, we’ve known each other for 15 years, and you never told me your name..."

Then Eddie glared at Mountain Eagle and asked, "How did you know Leonhard Poincaré wasn’t his real name?"

Mountain Eagle shrugged and said, "I just thought the name was strange—Leonhard Euler, Henri Poincaré..."

Eddie paused, annoyed, and asked, "What does that mean? Who are these two people?"

Mountain Eagle shook his head with a chuckle and said, "They are the names of two very famous mathematicians. Anyone who has studied high school mathematics should know them. So, it seems strange when someone combines the names of two mathematicians."

Eddie pointed to his own nose and said, "Kid, are you making fun of me?"

Mountain Eagle was taken aback by Eddie’s reaction, then said with some resignation, "Alright, my apologies, I really didn’t realize someone who can fly planes wouldn’t know about Poincaré...

Poincaré made huge contributions to fluid dynamics!"

Mountain Eagle spoke sincerely, and the disgruntled Eddie held back his anger, pouting, "I’m no Poincaré; all I know is my flight instructor had a great figure."

While speaking, Eddie turned back and glared at the old accountant who had played him for over a decade, grumbling, "We’ve known each other for 15 years, and I always considered you an old friend, I even kept my money with you..."

Mr. Poincaré raised a finger and said, "To be exact, it’s been 16 years, 7 months, and nine days.

You guys who only remember whole numbers, if you had really paid attention to me, you wouldn’t have missed the nameplate in my office, nor the signatures on the statements..."

Hearing this, Eddie touched his nose and muttered to himself, then said to Mountain Eagle, "This guy is an old bastard. Find him a place to stay, and then I’ll introduce you to some people..."

Mountain Eagle, curious, asked, "Who else is there?"

While speaking, Mountain Eagle looked at Eddie, who had disdain written all over his face, and said, "I don’t quite understand. Most of the people Blood Fox knows are probably related to the underworld. Kamui’s location is not bad, but how much underground business can there be here?"

Hearing this, Eddie laughed and nodded, "There’s no business in Kamui, but there’s a lot of business around the southernmost part of Thailand, Song Ka, all the way to the border region of Malaysia, and also in Myanmar.

How could the businessmen possibly place their bases directly in the ’Battle Zone’? Of course, there are fewer such people in this tranquil place like Kamui; those guys are concentrated around Pattaya...

But there are still some people in Kamui who are worth meeting."

Mountain Eagle suddenly nodded in understanding and said, "I’m getting the idea now, but who exactly are you going to introduce to me?"

Studying the elite-looking Mountain Eagle, Eddie stroked his chin with a tone of testing and said, "What do you think a mercenary needs most?"

After some thought, Mountain Eagle said, "Transport, weapons, and what else..."

Looking at Mountain Eagle’s rookie demeanor, Eddie finally regained a bit of confidence, grinning and saying, "Fake IDs, safe houses, disguise services, medical services, evacuation services, storage services, and any other service you can think of..."

Mountain Eagle paused, chuckled, and said, "What a joke, how much money can mercenaries make?

If you need services for everything whenever you’re out on a job, you might end up losing money."

Eddie shook his head and said, "You think it hasn’t happened before?

years ago, Arctic Fox took a mission in Bogotá worth 2 million, and we ended up losing 800,000 to safely escape from Bogotá.

These services are not specifically for mercenaries, but they can be life-saving when it counts!"

Mountain Eagle suddenly realized that Eddie was taking him to get a glimpse of various trades in the underworld because no matter your identity, there might come a time when you need them.

Thinking this, Mountain Eagle suddenly realized something and said anxiously, "Is there an international organization in Kamui that specializes in human smuggling?"

Eddie said gravely, "Of course, they’re called the ’Boatman Gang’. They not only have their own boats but also, through business advantages, have enticed a large number of local boatmen from Kamui...

However, that gang was all killed last week.

The ’Boatman Gang’ faction here in Kamui isn’t big, but their Thailand headquarters is in Pattaya.

This gang isn’t powerful in Thailand, but in the Philippines, they have nearly 4,000 members, spread across every major island.

The Boatman Gang has branches in Malaysia, Indonesia, Papua New Guinea, and the Solomon Islands."

With that, Eddie made a throat-slitting gesture, his expression somber as he said, "16 people were collectively throat-slashed inside a boat shed near Lai Li Beach, guess who did it."

Mountain Eagle gave a slight nod and said, "UK and US intelligence agencies..."

Eddie shook his head and said, "Then you’d be wrong, MI6 and CIA wouldn’t dare to brazenly attack the Boatman Gang, they were killed by their own clients."

Mountain Eagle was stunned and said, "Are you joking?

Calling the Philippines the US’s main stage wouldn’t be an exaggeration; CIA wouldn’t dare to attack the Boatman Gang?"

Eddie shook his head and said, "If you knew who’s behind the ’Boatman Gang’, you would understand..."

Mountain Eagle looked at Eddie, who bore the air of a wise teacher, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Stop beating around the bush...

If ’Boatman Gang’ members were killed by Abu Sayyaf Group terrorists, doesn’t that imply that the ’Boatman Gang’ has connections with CIA or MI6?"

Eddie looked at Mountain Eagle and laughed, "All the somewhat decent underworld organizations in the world have connections with intelligence agencies...

But the ’Boatman Gang’s’ boss is a bit special, he’s the biggest pirate in Southeast Asia, and his name is Fayiz.

This guy once skinned two CIA agents and threw them into the US Embassy in the Philippines; he’s the CIA’s archenemy..."

"What a joke?"