Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger
Chapter 304 - 300 Round Table Knight

Chapter 304: Chapter 300 Round Table Knight

The surveillance footage provided by customs was complete, but we only need to look for these people at the immigration checkpoint based on the entry time Zorn found.

Mountain Eagle, through the surveillance, immediately spotted a suspicious character.

In the queue for immigration, there was a short man wearing a long-sleeve shirt and a cap, sporting long curly hair, who seemed to be standing in line honestly, but upon closer examination, it was apparent that he always maintained a certain distance from the people ahead and behind him.

Whenever someone behind him got too close, he would instinctively look back.

Moreover, unlike the relaxed-looking tourists, this man wearing a cap seemed very aware of the location of airport security cameras.

He used the cap to naturally evade the cameras, ensuring that none of the various angles could capture his face clearly.

But taking off the cap to reveal the face when passing through customs was necessary...

Mountain Eagle looked at the man’s face and then opened his passport information...

"Ha, Sean Mitchell, passport from Saint Kitts and Nevis, height 1.7 meters, with a crooked nose, oh, and a pair of buck teeth that look comical when he smiles...

The Mole, the assault man, it must be him!"

Silver Fox, on the other end of the phone, heard what Mountain Eagle said, heaved a sigh, and remarked, "As a mercenary, going to war with a prepared official army is a very foolish choice."

Mountain Eagle, detecting the skepticism in Silver Fox’s tone, chuckled and said, "Buddy, being a mercenary is just a profession, should I really stick to chivalrous knightly conduct and take them on one-on-one?

I wouldn’t mind, but would they be willing?"

Silver Fox was somewhat surprised by Mountain Eagle’s sharpness, and after being silent for a while, he said, "You’re right. When the two sides clash, using everything at your disposal to create an advantage is a skill every commander must have.

It seems you don’t need our help, the Round Table Knights are going to be unlucky this time."

Mountain Eagle discerned a hint of regret in Silver Fox’s tone, and with a laugh, he said, "You seem a bit sorry for not being able to come to Thailand..."

Silver Fox replied, "No, actually I’m more eager to meet you in person. Blood Fox has told me a lot about you, so I wanted to have a chat with you.

But now is obviously not a good time. I can find another time to meet.

Or, if you need it, Arctic Fox is here..."

After listening, Mountain Eagle paused for a moment, then replied, "Understood. If I run into trouble, I will definitely call you first..."

After saying this, Mountain Eagle thought for a moment and then asked, "Regarding the Round Table Knights, do you have any advice?"

Silver Fox reflected for a moment and then earnestly said, "The soldiers of the Round Table Knights are well-trained; almost all of them come from the top military systems in England, and their training allows them to operate in most parts of the world.

Don’t give them too much time to prepare; as much as possible, restrict their operating space and also watch out for their snipers.

The Round Table Knights have about thirty combat members, and based on our assessment, they are likely split into three or four squads carrying out tasks across the globe.

We’ve encountered two of their squads; each squad has 2-3 sharpshooters, and they’re extremely formidable.

Don’t engage them at medium range, especially in a complex environment like a city; otherwise, the losses will definitely be significant!

Also, keep one thing in mind: stay focused!

Those old-timers from the Round Table Knights are very adept at feints; sometimes, a momentary lapse of attention could lead you into traps they have laid.

The quality of the Thai military and police is not high, and faced with such experienced veterans, they can be led by the nose if they’re not careful.

One last point, their equipment is very advanced; they were among the first mercenary groups to start using drones.

Watch the skies; as soon as you spot drones, it means they’re on the move."

The ’advice’ from Silver Fox was quite detailed, and after expressing his gratitude, Mountain Eagle hung up the phone...

Seeing Taigore looking at him with a very odd expression, Mountain Eagle spread his hands and said, "Watch the surveillance, why stare at me?"

Taigore said with some suspicion, "Who exactly are you? And who was that person on the phone? How did you ascertain that the Round Table Knight had come to Pattaya?"

Mountain Eagle looked into Taigore’s eyes and said, "My name is Yue Shan, a descendant of the Expeditionary Army, and a reasonably experienced member of a Security Company.

At your invitation, I am now the head of Koh Lanta Volunteer Police Station.

At present, I have one permanent employee and a temporary worker. In the future, I will add some more staff with the goal of making money from the business!

The person on the phone is a friend of one of my elders, a seasoned mercenary who had clashed with the Round Table Knights in Syria and hence knows a bit about them.

On the cruise ship, I rescued a person from International Intermediary Company, and while I can’t say her name at the moment, that company is quite well-known, and I believe you should know it.

The information was from her!"

Taigore’s questions have nothing to do with trust; he’s instinctively seeking a ’sense of control,’ wanting to know as much about the full picture as possible so he can feel involved rather than like a fool being led by the nose.

Mountain Eagle fully understands this mentality and since he has no ulterior motives in this matter, he’s quite forthright...

He was very candid with Taigore, aside from things that couldn’t be said or inconvenient to mention, he clarified the key information.

Having gotten what he wanted, Taigore took a deep breath and said, "So what should we do next?"

Mountain Eagle pointed at the surveillance screen and said, "Watch the surveillance, identify all suspicious people, and then figure out how to investigate their whereabouts.

As long as we can find approximately where they are hiding, we can exert targeted pressure on them to make them uncomfortable."

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle hesitated for a moment, then said solemnly, "Those terrorists stuck there must have something very important!

That’s why, after losing the cruise ship as leverage, Fayiz gave up on using other methods to negotiate and hired the Round Table Knights for a rescue operation."

Everyone now thinks that those terrorists are from the Asafiye Organization. If he just wanted to save those people inside, why didn’t he threaten with Thailand’s focus on the tourism industry?

Taigore, the Round Table Knights might not necessarily have come to save people. Maybe their mission is to silence them while smuggling out something important.

What do you think that could be?

Something Fayiz cares a lot about, and that also makes the Americans very nervous...

What important thing would the CIA leave with the Joint Investigation Team?"

After listening, Taigore pondered for a moment and said with some confusion, "I don’t know, neither the CIA nor MI6 have shared their intelligence with me.

I say I’m the head of the Joint Investigation Team, but in reality, the Thai Police Team is just cooperating with them on the side, blocking those always elusive terrorists.

However, ever since they released Sabaya and initiated the ’Poison Pill Plan,’ they have clearly reinforced their secrecy measures.

As to what exactly they are doing, I am not informed, because I can only interfere with their investigations within Thailand."

Mountain Eagle pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "What form do you think those important things could take?

Documents? Electronic files? Or could it simply be a live witness?"

Taigore spread his hands and said, "I think it’s electronic files or a hostage...

They adopted a paperless office model to guard against me.

Moreover, while cooperating with their investigations, I did indeed capture a suspect, but because of the suspect’s nationality and procedural issues, I have not yet had the chance to interrogate him."

Mountain Eagle furrowed his brows and said, "What’s the guy’s name?"

Taigore thought for a moment with pursed lips and said, "Joseph Karpin, a Hungarian man with an England passport."

Mountain Eagle shook his head somewhat at a loss. Just as he was thinking of inquiring about this Joseph Karpin, Pulichenko arrived with his men...

......

"FUCK..."

A van parked 600 meters away from the Joint Investigation Team’s small building by the highway. A red-haired man sat in the back, observing the layout near the small building with binoculars.

When he saw Pulichenko delivering pizzas to the military and police besieging the building with his men, he cursed under his breath and turned to his companion with a pot lid haircut, saying, "Robbin, the Pattaya police and the gang are in cahoots, we need to notify Lancelot to move...

FUCK, is our sea evacuation route still viable?"

Pot Lid Robbin saw police cars approaching in the distance through the rearview mirror and decisively started the van and merged into the traffic flow...

"I don’t know; we have to ask Lancelot.

Longbow, this mission feels too rushed, and I have a bad feeling."

The red-haired Longbow forcefully pulled down the side door as the vehicle moved, then looked at the driving Pot Lid Robbin and asked, "Are you scared?"

Robbin shook his head and said, "Shouldn’t I be?

We have to break through nearly two hundred soldiers and police, get people out from that building, and safely take them to international waters.

It’s not possible to complete the mission unscathed when the enemy is fully prepared."

As Longbow was about to say something, an Indian man curled up in the back row sat up and said with an indistinct accent in a mocking tone, "Only cowards get nervous; those Thais are weak, even if you don’t join, I can replace you..."

Longbow frowned and looked back at his Indian comrade, and said with a stern voice, "Hajis, shut your mouth."

Hajis smirked and said, "What’s wrong, did I say something incorrect?

We are SAS, the best soldiers in the world; we can defeat any enemy, and yet this guy gets timid in the face of Thais."

Pot Lid Robbin, who had been silent, suddenly accelerated off the highway, found a spot out of the way, and parked, then turned back to look at the smug Hajis and said sternly, "Get out..."

"Oh, what, you want to have a go at me?"

Hajis taunted as he got out of the van, "Come on, you..."

As Hajis was taunting, he found the van suddenly sped off, leaving him behind.

Longbow looked at the jumping and shouting Hajis, feeling a bit helpless, and said to Robbin, "Robbin..."

Robbin waved his hand and said, "No need to say anything; I’ll leave after this mission. I can’t accept working with a rapist egomaniac as a teammate.

I can’t understand why Arthur would recruit these Indians; they’re not soldiers from the 22nd Special Air Service; they’re just trash we train occasionally.

Operating with them is irresponsible to ourselves..."

Upon hearing this, Longbow said somewhat helplessly, "Arthur is trying to expand the Round Table Knights; we need a lot of people for missions, and these Indian soldiers are good choices.

Like now, if it weren’t for them, we would suffer heavy losses attacking that building!"

Longbow looked at Robbin with an unconvinced face and said patiently, "We’re mercenaries, not some Robin Hood. There are big deals happening in Syria, and we need enough manpower to support our expansion.

Don’t you want to make more money?"

Robbin turned back to look at Longbow and shook his head, saying, "When soldiers lose their honor, they become war dogs chasing death...

I’m not a war dog, nor do I want to become one!

Because no matter how much money a war dog has, it’s still a war dog!"