Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger
Chapter 190: Ambush and Counter-Ambush

Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Ambush and Counter-Ambush

Great Russia’s Fifth Intelligence Bureau is headquartered in the southern part of Moscow...

At five o’clock in the afternoon, Sergei drove on time, taking with him Anton, who was disguised as Selena and holding a toy doll, out of the headquarters’ parking lot.

After leaving the parking lot and turning onto a highway, Sergei glanced at the rearview mirror, then took out his cellphone and dialed Mountain Eagle’s number...

"We’ve set off. Someone is tailing me; there’s a mole inside the Intelligence Bureau..."

Over the phone, Mountain Eagle spoke in a heavy tone, "Don’t worry. Whoever betrayed you couldn’t even distinguish between Anton and Selena, which means their information has been filtered.

Keep driving along the 40th highway heading north, within 25 kilometers there are only four branch roads. We’ve checked them: all connect to secluded communities with no suspicious individuals found. They should all be safe.

If the Songgai Brothers Association wants to intercept you, they would definitely pass through our location..."

Hearing this, Sergei breathed a small sigh of relief, "Are you sure everything is alright? How many people do you have there?

I’m carrying Anton, this burden, and I’m really a bit worried..."

Mountain Eagle replied with a hint of amusement, "If you’re so concerned, why did you agree to be the bait?"

Sergei sighed and explained, "Someone approached me, said they could help me, but required that I cooperate with you to eliminate several tumors in Moscow, while also ensuring Snowden’s safety.

Mountain, I had no choice, but I’m very worried!"

Mountain Eagle fell silent for a moment; Sergei’s treatment was indeed much worse compared to Selena’s...

Selena had Victoria’s protection. Although also at risk, that risk was negligible compared to the final gains.

Sergei, on the other hand, was suffering—it amounted to an official guarantee given to him by Erin, Blood Fox’s ex-wife.

Should there be any combat on their side, Sergei would have to stand forward and face the police investigation.

He would definitely get his share of the merits, but if there were any blame to be assigned, he could not escape carrying it.

The Songgai Brothers Association’s initial plan was surely not like this, but Mountain Eagle’s involvement accelerated everything.

Victoria appeared directly by Selena’s side, and Erin also took the initiative to provide Sergei with some promises.

Under the circumstances where Mountain Eagle resolved to establish authority through a bloodbath, the task of cleaning up after him would definitely not be an easy one!

And Sergei was precisely put in the frontline!

However, this was not something Mountain Eagle needed to worry about. His only duty was to ensure Sergei’s survival. This fool, who clashed with the bureau chief over a parking space on his first day, would receive a chance at a miraculous turnaround.

After consoling Sergei, Mountain Eagle, who was standing beside the MPV on the grass, surveyed their surroundings and then put on the tactical glasses, activating a bionic drone...

The bionic drone, conducting high-altitude surveillance, easily sent a clear image of the road conditions within a 20-kilometer radius back to Mountain Eagle.

In the Northeast direction, about 5 kilometers away, a collection of cars began to gather at an abandoned factory, and soon most of the vehicles entered the factory area to seek concealed positions.

That was the inevitable path Sergei would take to reach the Four Seasons Hotel as he entered the Moscow Central District!

Mountain Eagle had an excellent memory; he recognized two of the gang vehicles that appeared last night, their flashy graffiti giving them a unique recognition factor.

Having confirmed the enemy’s location, Mountain Eagle turned to glance at the woods behind him from where the sporadic sounds of gunfire were emerging, then pressed his radio, "Are you guys ready?

We need to set off..."

Soon enough, four members of the Butcher team, looking refreshed, came out of the woods...

Khaki paratrooper pants, combat boots of the same color, green quick-dry T-shirts, tactical vests, multifunctional tactical waist belts, lightweight multipurpose helmets, noise-cancelling headphones, along with a pair of high-quality tactical glasses designed to protect against glare and shrapnel...

Four individuals who seemed like ragged desperados just a few hours before, had transformed into well-equipped special forces soldiers.

Mountain Eagle pulled open the passenger door and, looking at Butcher who seemed much younger without his beard, joked, "Old buddy, did you shave off your beard?

You’re looking a bit like a star now, too bad we can’t show our faces; otherwise, you might have a shot at acting in movies."

Pirate, while walking alongside and trimming his beard with medical scissors, caught a glimpse of himself in the rearview mirror and said somewhat dissatisfied, "I should have taken more time to find a barber. I always feel that even in this outfit, I still look like a farmer..."

Butcher touched his somewhat rough chin with a hint of discomfort and said sternly, "Stop talking nonsense, let’s get moving..."

As the four men got into the car one after another, Mountain Eagle took the passenger seat and after giving directions to Pirate, the driver, said earnestly, "Remember, if you see any good vehicles later, make sure not to damage them."

Butcher, while loading bullets into a polymer magazine from his ammo pouch, asked, "What are the rules of engagement?"

Mountain Eagle pondered for a moment, then said, "Once we’re in position, we can fire at will!

Leave someone who looks like the boss alive; I need to ask him a few questions. No mercy for the rest!

Hmm, but once gunfire breaks out, don’t worry too much—self-preservation is most important, trust in the enemy’s bad luck!"

Pretending it was a joke, Mountain Eagle added, "Remember, what you wear and hold is my property; it’s all lent to you, so you need to bring it back to me alive."

Upon hearing this, Butcher nodded, "Understood, we’ll leave one or two alive; the rest, eliminate them..."

As Butcher said so, he turned to look at Pigeon, "Pigeon, you handle the survivors.

Since we only need to ask a few questions, it’s okay if the survivors don’t have legs."

Pigeon, seated in the back, snapped a magazine into the chamber of his SVD sniper rifle and nodded expressionlessly, "I will disembark early for reconnaissance. Once I find the key figures, I’ll leave them behind..."

Butcher nodded, then took out a map of Moscow and handed it to Mountain Eagle, "Where are our enemies positioned?"

Mountain Eagle took the map and drew a circle around the abandoned factory with a red pen, then returned it to Butcher, saying, "They are concentrated in this area, with probably more than 30 people. No signs of heavy weapons have been observed..."

Butcher didn’t ask where Mountain Eagle’s information came from. After staring at the map for a few minutes, he said, "We need someone to stay on the highway to contain them, and the rest should get off the vehicle early and circle around to the back of the factory to ambush them."

Seeing Butcher’s gaze turning towards him, Mountain Eagle took the initiative and said, "I’m good at surprise attacks; I’ll go to the back.

With more than 30 opponents and no heavy weapons, there will certainly be plenty of AKs, so the frontal pressure will be significant. All of you stay at the front, and I will take charge of attacking from the rear. Pigeon can provide cover for me."

Upon hearing this, Butcher shook his head continuously and said, "One person is too few. At least two people are needed to create sufficient firepower and inflict rapid casualties on the enemy."

Speaking of which, Butcher patted Pirate, the driver, and said, "Pirate, you’re in charge of following the boss, and Pigeon, keep an extra eye on the boss and his team."

Mountain Eagle felt underestimated, but aside from cooperating with NPCs in games, he had never fought a team battle in real life.

The few times he had worked with Blood Fox, they had mostly fought individually with little team coordination.

Bragging about his abilities and rejecting the companionship now would breed doubts among these fellows who weren’t particularly familiar with each other.

Such emotions could lead to fatal errors!

Mountain Eagle nodded in agreement with Butcher’s suggestion, then looked at Pirate, who was driving, and asked with a smile, "How’s your shooting skill?

This morning, it only took me 2 minutes to take down 12 people; can you keep up with me?"

Pirate glanced at Mountain Eagle and shook his head with a grin, saying, "I don’t need to keep up with you!

Because you’re the boss, and the boss can’t be the vanguard, so I will go in front."

After hesitating a moment, Pirate continued, "Boss, you may be very strong, possibly stronger than all of us...

But the battlefield is a magical place. Some people have fought their whole lives without a scratch, while others lose their lives on their first day at the front.

From my experience, two people on the battlefield are definitely stronger than one!

Because if the enemy wants to take down two people, they need to fire one more bullet!"

Mountain Eagle was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, saying, "I understand, but if you’re with me, you have to listen to me."

Pirate nodded indifferently and said, "You’re the boss. As long as you let me go in front, whatever you say goes."

Mountain Eagle didn’t continue to dwell on the issue of who goes first or last. He pinched the bridge of his nose, nodded and said, "I can handle any situation, and I hope you can, too."

While Mountain Eagle spoke, Butcher and Post Box in the backseat exchanged glances, then shook their heads...

When Pirate fell silent, Butcher took the initiative to speak up, "Boss, Pirate’s fastest record is clearing a three-story building in Groniz in 5 minutes...

He’s an excellent assault man, and he has very sensitive ears.

He always detects the enemy first!"

Mountain Eagle looked at Pirate, somewhat surprised, and said, "Didn’t expect you to have such a skill..."

Pirate shrugged indifferently and said, "Having good hearing is somewhat useful when hunting, but it’s no help when farming!"

Mountain Eagle appreciated the down-to-earth style of these guys and said with a smile, "Then let me witness what happens when Pirate leads the way.

I’m not one to show off, and I still have plenty to do in Thailand, so you can rest assured, I definitely won’t screw around."

The most capable Mountain Eagle in the room reassured the soldiers, then simply folded his arms and leaned back in his seat...

The distance of 5 kilometers was very short, and within a few minutes of driving, Mountain Eagle suddenly opened his eyes and called a halt...

"Stop the car, I’ll get off here..."

Pirate looked back at Butcher and then nodded to Pigeon, took the tactical backpack passed by Butcher, grabbed his own AKS74U, and got out of the car to follow Mountain Eagle...

When Pigeon got out of the car with his SVD, he said to Butcher, "Boss, I checked the scene of this morning’s battle. If the boss did that alone, then there’s no need for us to worry about him."

Butcher shook his head slightly and said, "Keep a close eye on him. Nothing must happen to the boss. If we can’t get the full payment, your daughter’s surgery can’t be done!

His life is what makes ours valuable!"

...

"Is my life not valuable?"

Upon learning that Sergei was about to lead him into the enemy’s ambush circle, forensic doctor Anton swung the doll violently towards the windshield and cried out loud, "That’s not what we agreed upon before..."

Sergei glanced at Anton and shook his head, saying, "I said I would ensure your safety. Are you dead now?

Be alert, don’t let the people trailing us notice anything wrong...

Don’t worry, the car doors are bulletproof, and we have everything planned out; you’ll be fine for sure!"

As he spoke, Sergei saw a shabby MPV parked by the side of the road ahead. He lowered the window and slowed down, noticing a figure hiding in the roadside woods waving at him...

Confirming that his people were in place, Sergei let out a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to comfort Anton again, he heard a faint gunshot...

Then the sedan that had been following Sergei suddenly lost control, veering off the highway and plunging into the woods...

At this moment, Sergei’s phone rang...

"Don’t drive too fast; there’s a small construction site ahead in 500 meters, drive in there and find cover..."