Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger
Chapter 211 Counterattack

Chapter 211: Chapter 211 Counterattack

The series of battles had made Mountain Eagle somewhat careless...

He had never orchestrated a conflict of this scale in reality, and objectively, he was a bit less alert, hence the ’lesson’ came knocking at his door.

Mountain Eagle felt a series of vibrations from the nearly one-foot-thick marble tombstone behind him; he knew this meant the enemy could clearly see his position and were using weapons that could strike effectively.

Looking not far away at Post Box and Pirate crouching behind several tombstones, Mountain Eagle shouted, "Post Box, how do you feel? Can you run?"

Post Box clutched his chest painfully and breathed heavily before biting down on his radio and grunting, "No problem, don’t worry about me.

They have an M240 machine gun and two small-caliber RPK machine guns; we’ve been blocked off...

After releasing the smoke bomb, I’ll cover you..."

Mountain Eagle sensed something wrong with Post Box, glanced at Butcher’s pale face beside him, tugged at the RPK-16 machine gun next to him, and said in a deep voice, "When I say run, you dash over, grab Post Box and we’ll retreat; meet up at position B."

Butcher was about to speak when Mountain Eagle pulled the pins on two smoke bombs and threw them backward with force.

He then waited two seconds after the smoke bombs released before tossing two burning signal sticks as well...

The two brightly lit and high-heat signal sticks drew arcs in the air, landing in the smoke isolation zone, instantly causing severe interference with the enemy’s infrared night vision gear.

"Run..."

As Butcher started like a cheetah, Mountain Eagle threw two more burning sticks...

As the burning sticks danced in the air, Mountain Eagle picked up the RPK-16 and sprinted a dozen meters in the opposite direction from Butcher, leaving the area covered by smoke bombs and burning sticks, and lay down on the base of a tomb, pulling the trigger toward the direction of the factory office.

The enemy had already opened fire; Mountain Eagle could see more clearly than the others.

"Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat..."

The effective range of the RPK-16 was 800 meters, but without a scope, its sighting range could barely reach the office.

Mountain Eagle was indifferent to the machine gun, but his handling was quite good. Even without trailing light bullets to assist, his tactical glasses could track the trajectory of the fired bullets and adjust as needed.

The recoil of the RPK-16 was insignificantly laid prone for Mountain Eagle; he set the machine gun to continuous fire mode, and like lashing a whip, he struck the 96-bullet chain on the enemy’s floor, silencing their firepower.

But just as Mountain Eagle pushed away from the RPK-16 and turned over to flee, a bullet hit the base of the tombstone where he had just been...

Then a second bullet struck a tombstone on his escape path, and the marble fragments flew past Mountain Eagle’s arm like blades, leaving several thin blood trails.

At this moment, Mountain Eagle couldn’t feel any pain; he knew he had been targeted by a sniper...

"Two snipers..."

Struggling to crawl and roll out a few meters, Mountain Eagle then crouched behind a large tombstone and took out another smoke bomb, about to throw it when he heard a gunshot not far away...

At the same time, two shots rang out from the Bell Tower...

"Got you..."

Pigeon quickly moved the scope’s reticle, still jittering from the recoil, back to its original position...

Seeing no one on the previously locked sniper position, he swiftly moved the scope to confirm there was nobody on the other sniper position, and that half of a body lay slumped over a machine gunning position; clutching his radio, he yelled loudly, "Boss, the snipers are down, run for it..."

Mountain Eagle threw the smoke bomb and started sprinting...

During his mad dash, he saw the Bell Tower direction being fiercely attacked; half of the factory’s firepower was aimed at that direction, and the red dots representing bullets pummeled the surroundings of the Bell Tower like a violent storm.

Just as Mountain Eagle wanted to call Mi Lu to quickly retreat, two more gunshots erupted from the Bell Tower...

"Bang"

"Thump"

A man squatting behind a pillar at the office building entrance, yelling orders into his radio, was hit in the neck by a 9.3mm bullet...

The powerful sniper round easily tore through most of the man’s neck, exposing the spinal column, and the ruptured artery caused blood to gush out, turning the man into a small-scale fountain while also causing panic shrieks from the surrounding gang gunmen...

At the same time, a 12.7mm bullet pierced a high window of the office building, hitting a machine gunner who was changing positions.

The bullet, like a hot knife through butter, effortlessly tore through the machine gunner’s torso, causing him to topple over to the side like melting ice cream.

Mi Lu, retreating deep into the Bell Tower, glanced at Glasses beside him, the old man showing a rare smile and commenting, "Well done; you’ve earned a couple of good words for your recommendation letter, keep going, let’s move..."

Glasses, upon hearing this, decisively sat up and hugged the Barrett, joyfully responding, "Sir, make sure you write in the recommendation letter that I am the best sniper of the younger generation!"

The attack from the factory square never stopped...

But the steep upward angle of attack couldn’t threaten Mi Lu and the others pushed back into the Bell Tower, yet they couldn’t stand up and at the same time, lost their sightline by not being able to get close to the edge.

Mi Lu sat on the ground, kicked Glasses’ leg forcefully, and while struggling to move toward the stairs of the Bell Tower, disdainfully remarked, "If it weren’t for Mountain Eagle’s round of machine gun suppression, you wouldn’t have had the chance to fire.

A sniper who always brags about himself won’t live long!"

Move it, you fool..."

...

Mountain Eagle took about ten minutes to rendezvous with Butcher and his crew...

Looking at Post Box leaning against a tombstone, occasionally spitting out some stomach acid, Mountain Eagle frowned and moved forward to check...

Post Box, who had removed his tactical vest, showed extensive bruising on his chest and abdomen.

He pressed gently on the area, watching Post Box groan in distress, Mountain Eagle let out a sigh of relief, saying, "You might have a fractured rib, but luckily, it’s not fatal..."

Post Box picked up his tactical vest, pulled out the bulletproof plate to show it off, and said with lingering fear, "It’s a .338 Lapua Magnum bullet fired from an M24A3. If this plate wasn’t of such good quality, I’d be dead."

Continuing, Post Box held up the bulletproof plate and said to Butcher and the others, "If it can stop a .338 Magnum, it can stop 7.62-mm machine gun bullets.

It’s a lifesaver, probably very valuable, so make sure not to lose it!"

Mountain Eagle looked at Post Box, who was still concerned about money at a time like this, shook his head in amusement, took the bulletproof plate, and helped him slip it back into the tactical vest, then turned to the somewhat silent Butcher and said, "Sorry, it’s my fault..."

Butcher shook his head and replied, "Boss, you’re impressive; the truth is, some of us can’t quite keep up.

I don’t understand your methods, but I can see that you’re trying to handle many things all at once.

We’re short-handed, and we’ve been too tense before, struggling to keep up with the pace!"

Mountain Eagle actually knew very well where his own problem lay...

It wasn’t Butcher and the others; it was that Mountain Eagle had not managed the difference between ’game’ and ’reality’ properly, and he had also been careless and underestimated the enemy.

In fact, if Crow had been more careful and recognized that the ones rushing to the Bell Tower were just gang expendables, he could have prepared in advance, or at least been more cautious in picking his position.

If not for the several powerful snipers this time, the outcome would definitely not be as simple as it is now.

However, Mountain Eagle wasn’t discouraged by this; he found some water at the supply point to distribute to everyone, then glanced up at the sky studded with stars...

Then he sat next to Post Box and turning to Butcher said, "It’s my fault...

From now on, I’ll change the way we operate. We don’t need to focus on killing our opponents, or pay too much attention to Bolonicov’s movements; we just need to create chaos.

It’s hard to explain the current situation and the effect I hope to achieve in a short time; just remember one thing, chaos is most advantageous to us."

"Chaos?"

Butcher frowned, looking at Mountain Eagle, curiously asking, "Did something happen that we don’t know about?"

Mountain Eagle looked up at the sky and said, "That’s right, many people are moving closer to the factory area, and some have even reached the location where we ambushed the United States Soldiers."

Pointing to a position in the sky, Mountain Eagle said with a smile, "Look there, there’s a small drone...

Someone from behind will monitor the ground via the drone and then report the enemy’s position to me."

...

Several kilometers away, inside the Chi Hu’s truck, the technician controlling the drone watched as Mountain Eagle pointed to the location of the drone in the footage...

He adjusted the focus repeatedly to confirm, then touched the back of his slightly chilly neck, and called out to Odin, "Boss, I don’t know how he did it, but he spotted our drone..."

As Odin, who was carefully observing a freshly printed photo, frowned and said with a grave voice, "How is that possible?"

He looked at Victoria and spoke, "You’re leaking our secrets to him..."

Victoria rolled her eyes, while flipping through her phone to respond to messages on the outside, and said, "I didn’t say anything...

But since you could get a dog-nose apprentice, why couldn’t Blood Fox find someone similar?

That kid on the battlefield is like he has prescience; he definitely has some capability that we don’t understand."

As Victoria read a message coming through her phone, she cursed, then threw her phone onto the table in front of her and said distressfully, "The Security Bureau has issued orders; the Moscow Garrison will move out from the base at noon today...

It’s three o’clock now, which means this area will have at least 9 hours of downtime."

Odin paused for a second, frowning and saying, "You should be happy; Bolonicov is as good as dead!"

Victoria rubbed her temples vigorously, replying unhappily, "I would prefer Bolonicov to stand trial or die for his actions, not for that Snowden we don’t know the whereabouts of.

That kid Mountain Eagle is a bastard; he’s linked an unrelated person with Snowden...

He had Assange spread false information everywhere; with a bit of money on the dark web, anyone can buy photos of Snowden being detained and tortured.

Now, with the military movement schedule of the Garrison, many people can’t hold back!

Snowden is too valuable; nobody will listen to Bolonicov’s explanations; he’s done for!"

While Victoria was complaining, the technician controlling the drone let out a sharp scream...

"Ah... What’s happening..."

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