Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger
Chapter 189: Adding Wings to a Tiger

Chapter 189: Chapter 189: Adding Wings to a Tiger

Around two o’clock in the afternoon...

Mountain Eagle woke up in his room; the nap made him feel much more refreshed.

Seeing his vibrating phone, Mountain Eagle answered and listened for a few seconds, then quickly got out of bed, put on his combat boots, and rushed downstairs.

The prices from the Weapon Bank were quite excessive, but their credibility was absolutely reliable.

In just about 5 hours, the weapons and ammunition Mountain Eagle needed were delivered to the Four Seasons Hotel downstairs, along with a second-hand Sena MPV arranged by Lady Victoria.

Mountain Eagle arrived at the relatively empty parking lot, found the MPV, retrieved the keys hidden above the tire, unlocked the vehicle, and then loaded various tactical accessories produced by the Sergeant System, along with two packs of Hand Grenades, shock bombs, and Smoke Bombs into the car...

He then called the delivery man from the Weapon Bank and followed the noise from their horn to locate the brand-new SUV they used to arrive, pulled out Blood Fox’s VIP card for payment, and successfully completed his first official overseas black market arms transaction.

Seeing the bald delivery man with the Reverse Cross tattoo on his neck give a disdainful glance at his Sena as he left, Mountain Eagle shook his head in displeasure and then made a call to the Butcher’s quartet.

The Butcher and his group came down from the hotel promptly and faced Mountain Eagle. Pirate glanced at the MPV, which had mismatched door colors, then at Mountain Eagle...

"This car?

If Jude Law got out of it, people would think he’s a gigolo, not a star..."

Thinking about the sly look in Lady Victoria’s eyes, Mountain Eagle unhappily opened the door and said, "Get in and change. Let’s find an isolated place to test fire the weapons..."

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle glanced at Butcher and asked, "Can you guys steal a car?"

Butcher looked at Mountain Eagle with an odd expression and said, "Stealing cars isn’t within our service range; that’s a different price."

Watching Butcher respond self-righteously, Mountain Eagle shook his head in annoyance and said, "A Mercenary who can’t steal cars isn’t a good Mercenary; no wonder you guys don’t make big money."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle walked to the passenger side, opened the door and sat down, then said to Butcher, "Someone drive; we need to find a quiet place to zero the guns..."

"Zeroing?"

Butcher frowned in confusion, waved to Pirate to drive, and then took a seat in the back with Post Box and Pigeon.

After the car started moving, Butcher opened several gun bags and looked at the modernized AKS74U inside, as well as a modified SVD without sights, and frowned, "No scopes?"

Mountain Eagle, sitting in the co-driver’s seat, turned around and pointed to the back seat, saying, "The scopes and other accessories are all in the back..."

Pigeon, sitting in the back seat, quickly searched through the bags and soon the silent sniper let out a surprised cheer...

Pigeon took out a Russian-made 1P59 scope adapted to fit the Picatinny rail from a plastic box, fondly handled it for a while before pressing it to his eye and starting to look out the window, occasionally giving a surprised murmur of delight.

After getting used to the 3–10x adjustable zoom of the scope, he leaned forward from the front seat, took the modernized SVD, quickly mounted the 1P59 onto the rail with the accompanying tools, and then tightly hugged the rifle as if embracing a lover.

Butcher made eye contact with Post Box, then began turning around in the back seat to search...

Before long, Butcher found two AKS74U red dot scopes, laser designators, tactical flashlights...

Post Box found a holographic sight with a triple flip magnifier for the Mini Mi Machine Gun...

Butcher handled the compact scope in his hand and then looked back at the large bag that had been rummaged through on the back seat, seeing tactical helmets, monocular night vision goggles, and handheld radios revealed. His look of slight shock met Post Box’s, and they both then looked at Mountain Eagle in the co-driver’s seat with a different expression in their eyes.

Even when he served in the Warrior Special Forces, he had never used such complete gear.

Modernized AK rifles and SVD require a thorough modification of the receiver cover to fit the rails for attaching more accessories, thus they are very expensive.

Including these valuable tactical accessories, based on what Butcher and his team knew of the market price, even if all these were second-hand, they would cost at least 20,000 Euros.

It’s rare for Mercenaries to take such expensive equipment to battle; Russia’s special forces, except for those at the highest level, don’t even have such complete gear, because in many big shots’ eyes, a soldier’s life isn’t as valuable as this equipment.

They would rather embezzle the money, take it home to repair houses, find women, drink, and wouldn’t buy this for soldiers to equip en masse.

Mountain Eagle clearly felt the change in the atmosphere inside the car, he forcefully patted the roof and said with a smile, "Fellas, I’ve proven that I’m a competent boss; next, it’s your turn to prove you’re qualified soldiers.

Hurry up and get changed; we only have about an hour to prepare, then we’ll be going into battle...

If there’s any discomfort or unaccustomed conditions, bring it up as soon as possible, we must resolve all disadvantages before the encounter."

Saying so, Mountain Eagle turned back to look at Butcher and said seriously, "What I said at the hotel wasn’t a joke...

Being able to fight and kill isn’t that impressive; we need to fight beautifully and professionally. Making it so that anyone who sees the scene of the incident would sweat bullets is our goal."

After listening, Butcher exchanged glances with his comrades, then let out some dry laughter and said in English, "YES SIR~"

Mountain Eagle didn’t say anything more; through the rearview mirror, he watched Pigeon take off his clothes and pants, put on two old knee and elbow pads, then pulled on the prepared paratrooper pants...

Somehow, Mountain Eagle even saw in these guys something of the quality of NPC comrades in ’games’.

Silent, resilient, focused, professional...

The Killing Bee’s Red Beret bunch certainly didn’t give him such an impression...

After driving for a while, Mountain Eagle couldn’t help but ask, "Are you guys really Mercenaries?

"I feel like you guys are different from some mercenaries I know..."

The machine gunner Post Box, in a great mood, hugged the Mini Mi and happily said, "We’ve been retired for several years. This is the first time we’re doing mercenary work.

But don’t worry boss, we’re definitely more reliable than those mercenaries you know.

Warriors never back down!"

"Oorah~"

Surprised by the sudden outburst of the slogan, Mountain Eagle curiously asked, "If you’ve never worked as mercenaries before, how did Victoria find you?"

Butcher shook his head and said, "Pigeon’s daughter has a heart condition, and we needed a sum of money for surgery, so I contacted our former superior to see if Wagner had any work for us.

Instead of getting a call from Wagner, we got a call from Lady Victoria.

She said there was a job worth 100,000 Euros, so we came."

"Just like that?"

Mountain Eagle curiously turned to look at Butcher, saying, "Someone calls and you guys come without asking anything?"

Butcher frowned and said, "Once we’ve decided to risk our lives for money, what’s the point in asking so many questions?

No one would dare to deceive four old soldiers who survived Groniz with nothing left, because they can’t afford the price of betrayal..."

Mountain Eagle understood Butcher’s point. After thinking for a moment, he said, "After this mission is over, if I want to hire you guys for a job, would you be willing to come out again?"

Butcher hesitated and then said, "It depends on the situation. My old superior is a high-ranking commander in Wagner. He said he could help us get a contract.

If your job pays right, we could postpone that contract."

Mountain Eagle, curious, asked, "How much does Wagner pay you?"

Butcher thought for a moment and said, "I have a few comrades serving in Wagner, they say the salary there is never less than 15,000 Rubles a month, and even as newcomers, we wouldn’t get less than 12,000..."

"How much?"

Mountain Eagle was stunned, thinking he had heard wrong...

Looking at Butcher’s serious expression, Mountain Eagle pinched the bridge of his nose...

Due to the Crimea issue, the United States along with other countries drove the oil price below 60 US Dollars, causing the Ruble exchange rate to take a heavy hit.

Now Russia’s official exchange rate is 1:35, which is one US Dollar for 35 Rubles, but the black market rate is about 1:50.

By making a moderate calculation, even if Butcher and his team could get the top salary of 15,000, it would only be roughly equivalent to 400 US Dollars a month.

Of course, exchange rates and purchasing power are not the same, 15,000 Rubles may not have a good exchange rate, but their purchasing power in Russia is still sizable.

However, on the international market, a veteran who had fought in Groniz for 400 US Dollars a month was too cheap.

Especially since they don’t have that slickness typical of mercenaries and retain some qualities of traditional military men.

Having just taken a one-month contract worth 100,000 Euros, now when Mountain Eagle asked, they honestly confessed their true situation.

That’s too straightforward!

People like them working as security guards in Mountain Eagle’s hometown would get a starting salary of 80,000 with benefits and pension, even for a team leader.

Mountain Eagle was interested in these guys because he really needed manpower in Thailand...

Killing Bee and his team were certainly cheap, but there were many things Mountain Eagle couldn’t conveniently ask Thais to do.

If he could get a few Russians over there, unfamiliar with the place, they could only rely on Mountain Eagle, and over time a good relationship could naturally be established.

Four people at 1600 a month, 19,200 US Dollars a year...

After thinking for a while, Mountain Eagle turned to Butcher and said, "If everything goes well with this mission and your performance satisfies me, I will offer you a salary of 500 US Dollars per month, with an annual contract, and you’ll come to Thailand to work for me.

Working for me, you get 40 days of annual leave a year, and you can have weekends off when things are slow..."

.........

"I didn’t take a leave of absence, I might be fired..."

The skinny forensic doctor Anton sat in Sergei’s car, complaining as he put a golden hairnet over his head, "I’m taking a risk with you, you have to help me pay off the usury. Otherwise, I will call and report you for hiring prostitutes every day.

Oh, and you also cheated on your police academy cultural exam..."

Sergei threw a bullet-proof vest to Anton and waved his hand impatiently, "Put it on...

Let’s warm up with the Songgai Brothers Association first, and if everything goes smoothly, your creditor will be our next target.

If your creditor is dead, then you obviously won’t have to pay back that high-interest loan..."

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