Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger
Chapter 209 Surrender

Chapter 209: Chapter 209 Surrender

There were nearly 20 people lurking on the north side of the factory...

Before Mountain Eagle initiated the surprise attack, they had been waiting for Mountain Eagle and his men to take the initiative to attack the factory.

Bolonicov had planned it well, as long as the enemy was lured out, even if the factory was short on manpower, they could still hold them back.

When the time came, the twenty men from the north, along with the real reinforcements from the south, could encircle the opponent from three directions and exterminate them within the factory.

Unfortunately, Bolonicov’s tactical wisdom had reached its limit!

The way Russians fight really has nothing to do with ’flexibility’...

Not to mention Bolonicov, a layman; throughout their history, since World War II, whenever they faced an enemy adept at flanking and interweaving and the forces were not drastically unequal, they were always beaten severely.

Some national characteristics are at play here, from individual fistfights to small units’ frontal assaults; Russia is basically never at a disadvantage.

But when these habitually aggressive fellows encountered Mountain Eagle, who had Heavenly Eye, they were doomed.

While they were waiting for a signal from the factory, a young machine gunner in the squad actually lit a cigarette and took a selfie to send to his girlfriend.

Soon the machine gunner’s phone lit up, and when he opened it, he found a half-naked photo of his 160-pound girlfriend.

Looking at the flirtatious pose of his girlfriend in the photo, the itchy machine gunner nudged his assault man buddy beside him...

"FUCK, my girlfriend needs me; why the hell did I come here?"

He even showed the assault man the seductive half-naked photo of his girlfriend...

Just as the assault man was about to snatch the phone to take a closer look, a bullet hit the young machine gunner’s cheekbone.

The flesh over the machine gunner’s cheekbone visibly caved in, then the back of his head suddenly burst open with an eruption of brain tissue and blood, splattering across the assault man’s face.

The assault man, attracted by the nude photo, hadn’t even had time to react when he heard a gunshot, and then his vision was smothered by the blood sprayed from the machine gunner’s head...

Just as he was about to scream, rhythmic gunfire came simultaneously from the 9 o’clock and 6 o’clock directions of their position.

The crossfire from the two directions covered the squad’s area, and the first wave of the assault inflicted heavy casualties on the quite compact backup squad.

The leader of the backup squad actually froze at the first instance of the ambush, instinctively throwing himself to the ground, completely forgetting to command his men to take action.

It wasn’t until the sixth man fell that this long-retired veteran reacted, firing randomly toward the 6 o’clock direction, then shouted loudly: "The enemy is behind us, everyone get down, find cover, machine gunners open fire..."

By this time, Mountain Eagle and his men had already shifted their attack position by 60 degrees clockwise and moved even closer to the backup squad.

Butcher and Post Box moved from the 6 o’clock direction to the 8 o’clock direction, at a straight distance of about 30 meters from the backup squad, and commenced a powerful suppression from a higher position.

Post Box’s Mini Mi Machine Gun had become useless after the previous rounds of battles because Post Box himself had been a bit too forceful, and there was also an issue with ammunition resupply.

However, the first wave of United States Soldiers they ambushed, although they did not have American machine guns, they did have two slightly mass-produced RPK-16 light machine guns used by the troops, along with 10 96-round drums and a good amount of ammunition.

Post Box, who was used to operating PKM or PKP machine guns, was still not satisfied with these small-caliber light machine guns.

But in the battlefield, he didn’t have many choices. In order to provide sufficient suppressive firepower for the team, he convinced Butcher to switch to the RPK-16 with him.

The firepower unleashed by the two RPK-16s fitted with 96-round drums, at a distance of about thirty meters, made the factory’s volunteer squad’s position like a heavy downpour; a dozen gunmen couldn’t even lift their heads, unable to even return fire blindly.

Just as the commander of the volunteer squad tried to call everyone to retreat towards the factory, Mountain Eagle and Pirate suddenly appeared like ghosts from the 1 o’clock direction and threw Defensive Hand Grenades...

The Hand Grenade fell in the center of the backup squad’s position, and a gunman hiding behind a piece of rotting wood saw the Hand Grenade and shouted, rolling to the side with all his might.

"Boom"

"Boom"

The gunman attempting to dodge shook during the roll, and then the rifle that tumbled with him accidentally discharged, hitting the body of a comrade in front...

"Ah..."

As various exclamations and screams erupted, Mountain Eagle and Pirate peered out from a small ditch only about 15 meters away, about to shoot when they saw several survivors throwing away their guns, and shouts of surrender came from the woods...

"Don’t shoot, we surrender..."

"Stop shooting, we surrender..."

"Stop shooting, we are from the ’Anti-Terror Group’, we surrender..."

Mountain Eagle, about to finish the mopping-up operation, was taken aback by this situation; he pulled Pirate back into the ditch and lay down, clutching the radio and calling out: "Cease fire, cease fire...

Who knows what ’Anti-Terror Group’ is?"

Soon, Mi Lu’s voice came through the radio...

"The ’Anti-Terror Group’ is formally known as ’Anti-terror Group,’ a very famous Russian Security Company. They provide security services for many Russian tycoons and also offer anti-terror and safety consultation services for some Russian international groups."

Mountain Eagle frowned after hearing this and said, "Does security service include what they’re doing now?"

Mi Lu chuckled and replied, "Serving tycoons in Russia, if they don’t have value-added projects like this, how could they possibly get ahead?"

Mountain Eagle, looking through his tactical glasses at the wretched group nearby, said with a frown, "Regular company guys doing dirty work in Moscow, these people are really bold!"

As a Russian, Mi Lu let out a slight sigh and said, "If you had seen those major Security Companies’ shareholder lists, you’d understand why they’re lawless.

Mountain Eagle, take them out, the enemies in front are speeding up..."

Upon hearing this, Mountain Eagle shook his head and said, "Why kill them? If they are all dead, who will sing my praises?"

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle pushed the Pirate beside him and then slowly stood up, gun in hand, and loudly ordered, "Everyone lie down on the ground and hold your heads..."

The Pirate next to him saw that those panicked guys seemed not to have heard the boss clearly. He shot three bullets into a tree...

Seeing the blokes by the tree restrain their instincts and yell with raised hands and eyes shut, the Pirate shouted at the top of his lungs, "Lie on the ground, hands on your head..."

Before Mountain Eagle’s final assault was completed, they surrendered. There were still 12 living members of the ’Anti-terror Group,’ among them two were seriously injured and dying, three had minor injuries, and the rest were unharmed.

Butcher and his team also emerged from hiding, quickly confiscated these guys’ weapons, and then made them sit back-to-back on the ground.

Looking at a group of guys sitting on the ground, heads bowed like quails, Mountain Eagle did a quick check on the two seriously wounded and three lightly wounded, then told Butcher to stop their bleeding depending on the situation...

Then Mountain Eagle glanced at Post Box, who was clinging to a confiscated PKM, and said to these ’gentle’ gunmen with a smile, "Call your boss..."

The prisoners looked terrifiedly at Mountain Eagle in his skull mask. One middle-aged man with the typical appearance of the Big Russian Gang, trembling, took out his phone and made a call...

Mountain Eagle had no intention to harm them. He patiently waited for the middle-aged man to explain their situation to his boss, and then took the phone...

"Hello sir, my name is Mountain Eagle, your men are in my hands..."

Before Mountain Eagle could finish speaking, the person on the other end of the line spoke with a vicious tone, "You will pay for your reckless actions, we will find you..."

Mountain Eagle snickered and interrupted, "Let me cut in...

’Anti-Terror Group’, as a legitimate and qualified Russian Security Company, has been assisting terrorist Bolonicov in trafficking women and children within Moscow, and has also been involved in the kidnapping of Mr. Snowden.

Who between us is truly the reckless one?"

Mountain Eagle’s accusation stunned the person on the line, who was clearly aware of what Snowden represented. The tone of his voice softened instantly as he said, "We don’t know of any Snowden, we were just fulfilling a contract to protect the safety of the legitimate businessman Mr. Bolonicov."

Upon hearing the other party soften, Mountain Eagle laughed and said, "Then you should thoroughly check your clients’ credentials...

Need me to call an ambulance for your men and inform the Security Department?"

The other side could tell Mountain Eagle was not looking to turn hostile, so he said with a grave voice, "What do you want, to release my people?"

Mountain Eagle, grinning, replied, "I’ve already released the people from Iron Cavalry Company, and now I’m willing to release your ’Anti-Terror Group’ people too.

As a condition, I need to see a news report by the day after tomorrow, reporting your donation of 10 million Rubles to the orphanage.

Sir, you have 12 people left, two of them seriously injured. They might survive if they can make it to a hospital soon."

Mountain Eagle’s nearly non-demanding condition silenced the other end of the line for a few minutes...

"You madman, what’s in it for you?"

Mountain Eagle laughed and said, "Let me remind you, this call is being recorded. You just need to answer whether you agree or not..."

After a few seconds of silence, the person on the other end of the line responded through gritted teeth, "We agree, you may release them.

I hope we have the chance to meet you in person someday; my colleagues and I are particularly interested in getting to know a philanthropist like you."

Mountain Eagle could hear the agony of his adversary, and he laughed heartily as he said, "No need, on behalf of the children at the orphanage, I thank the ’Anti-Terror Group’ for their generosity!"

After hanging up the phone, Mountain Eagle threw the mobile back to its owner, smiling, "Carry the wounded and leave from the north.

You guys drive as well, go a little faster, and your comrades can still be saved!"

Watching the captives awkwardly carry the wounded into the woods, Butcher frowned and asked, "Boss, what’s the point in doing this?"

Mountain Eagle responded to Butcher’s question with a beaming smile and a wave of his hand, "’Gaining fame’, isn’t that beneficial?

Isn’t it beneficial that the orphanage gets a donation?

Asking for money carries an uncontrollable risk for me, but making them donate – that’s different..."

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