Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger-Chapter 1029 - 963: I Need Volunteers

Galahad heard it and shook his head with a complicated expression, saying: "'Arthur' screwed everyone over badly!

I messed up the 'Holy Grail Knight', all those buddies of mine were in Syria with me for over half a year, and ended up losing their lives because of the Round Table Knight.

I'm different from Gao Wen and the others, I have a little savings, but it's not enough to fill the gap in the compensation.

Mountain Eagle, when the 'Holy Grail Knight' was scattered, Galahad was already dead!

Without you, Lamalock and those who faked their deaths would just be wandering ghosts looking for revenge...

I know you're wealthy and aspire to develop your business network in the underworld, do you need a few old guys with no ambition but still have skill and experience?"

Mountain Eagle listened, curiously said: "You're willing to work for me?"

Galahad looked at the distant convoy lights, nodded slightly, and said: "You're the most extraordinary young man I've ever met, although I can't quite understand your business, it's obviously right judging from the results.

I need money now, so as long as you're willing to offer a decent salary, I…"

Mountain Eagle interrupted Galahad, waving his hand and said: "I can advance you 5 million US dollars to handle the issues after the dissolution of the Holy Grail Knight, and then 300,000 a year, plus dividends based on performance...

All debts will be deducted from dividends, and the company will cover reasonable expenses for your daily work and living.

Of course, this applies to you, Lancelot, Lamalock, and Perceval, those four old fellas..."

Galahad had seen big money, but he was still a bit curious about Mountain Eagle's very sincere offer...

"Mountain Eagle, although Lancelot and the others faked their deaths, they are injured; their age is similar to mine, and even if they heal, they probably can't perform combat missions.

Even under these circumstances, you're willing to pay us 300,000 a year?"

Mountain Eagle heard it, laughed, and said: "I've always thought being a mercenary has no future, otherwise I wouldn't have changed Arctic Fox to the 'Arctic Fox Foundation'.

Compared to so-called combat strength, the experience of you old guys is more valuable to me...

For example, I need someone to occasionally go to chaotic places to handle business issues for me or deal with some dangerous people.

Normal managers simply can't handle such things well, so some of my planned business progress has been slow.

If you're willing, you would be the best candidates to handle these business matters!"

Galahad understood very well what Mountain Eagle was saying...

According to his understanding, most of this young man's businesses are legitimate, except for oil smuggling, which remains in a gray area.

And the biggest cost of doing such businesses sometimes isn't on the procurement side, but on the sales side...

Because you're not legal, it attracts sales area leeches wanting a share of the pie!

That's when you need some experienced old guns to go over and deal with them...

Not to fight, but to negotiate with those 'leeches', offer some benefits, and bring them into the deal.

If things get to the worst point, then spend money to find people to fight.

Such things are hard for ordinary people to handle well, but for old guns like Galahad from SBS, it's simply like eating and drinking water. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Because they have extensive connections and rich experience, they understand the inner thoughts of people in the underworld, so they know well the boundaries for interacting with them.

Don't underestimate these few old guys who can't run fast or fight, as long as you use them well, they can save Mountain Eagle a lot of unnecessary expenses.

If it weren't for their current bad situation, hiring this bunch of old guns, 300,000 a year wouldn't even touch them, let alone 1.3 million.

With others, this offer would be taking advantage of the situation, but honestly, Mountain Eagle's business doesn't carry such big risk, even without an advance of 5 million, and without annual dividends, it's still a very earnest offer.

After pondering for a moment, Galahad took a deep breath and said: "I'm happy to accept this job, I think Lancelot and the others will have the same thoughts as me…"

While speaking Galahad turned his gaze towards Robbin, who was stationed near the highway preparing to coordinate the attack, he was silent for a while and then said: "Mountain Eagle, do you think Robbin suits the current Arctic Fox Foundation?"

Mountain Eagle thought of Robbin's performance next to the incineration pit on the farm, nodded slightly, and said: "He fits very well!

The Arctic Fox Foundation I plan isn't a legal NGO organization, we need guys like Robbin who carry anger in their work.

Frankly, I like the way that guy's eyes burn when facing situations with no bottom lines..."

Galahad listened, looking at Mountain Eagle with anticipation, said: "Then keep him!

"I believe Robbin would also be willing to work for you!"

Mountain Eagle listened, thought for a moment, and said, "Personally, I have no issues, but I promised Blood Fox and them that any new member of the Arctic Fox would need their approval in the future.

Moreover, such matters should respect Robbin's personal opinion..."

Sometimes Galahad really found it difficult to understand Mountain Eagle's way of doing things, but the old man had some basic wisdom, so he nodded slightly and did not continue on this topic. Instead, when the convoy was one kilometer away, he picked up the sniper rifle...

Mountain Eagle liked working with such straightforward old fellows because they didn't have the habit of overanalyzing things...

If it were Tiffany and Lilith, they would definitely pester Mountain Eagle about why he was not very enthusiastic about Robbin, who had a good character and cooperated well with everyone.

This was a question Mountain Eagle found hard to answer, because he always believed that if someone had another way, they shouldn't enter this line of work.

From the time Mountain Eagle landed in Thailand, all his subordinates or companions, those who lived by the gun, had various compelling reasons for joining his team...

Even though Mountain Eagle himself also lived by the gun, he was inherently unwilling to drag others 'into the water' because he felt this line of work had no future.

Thus, Butcher and others gradually transitioned from outward roles of killing to company security.

Thus, quality spy beauties like Daria and Yuliy were pushed into assistant roles by him.

Thus, the most warlike and also most aspiring to join the Arctic Fox, Tiffany, Lilith, and Marta, were stuffed into the so-called 'Arctic Fox Rescue Team' by Mountain Eagle, kicking them out of the core combat zone.

No matter how refined his words were, Mountain Eagle was inherently not fond of using workplace inspiration tactics when recruiting combat personnel.

Because he had a sense of responsibility, and was very aware that living by the gun had no future!

Even more so because one or two good fighters were not a necessity for him at this moment. And for someone with a strong sense of responsibility, coaxing others to risk their lives to satisfy his non-essential needs would make him uncomfortable.

His ideal Arctic Fox Foundation was not a salary-driven functioning team, only when you have a strong character and no other way to go, or simply not in it for the money, but for some inner calling wanting to join the Arctic Fox Foundation, he would gladly accept.

This might sound pretentious, but in Mountain Eagle's mind, the existence of the Arctic Fox Foundation was more of a continuation and sustenance, an idealized state not following the rules of commerce.

This model requires members to have a spirit of dedication, it cannot be a simple mercenary relationship.

In plain terms, the Arctic Fox Foundation is an idealized borderless military organization!

And joining such an organization is tormenting for anyone working for the money!

So those wanting to join need to think it through in advance, Mountain Eagle would absolutely not persuade others to join, preferring to pay for outside help when short-staffed...

Galahad didn't ask, so Mountain Eagle naturally wouldn't say, he picked up the 'Fire God', testing the shooting range...

When that convoy entered the Broadsword's coverage area, he pressed the radio button...

"Detonate..."

Robbin, ambushed on one side of the road, pressed the detonator hard before quickly curling up with his head in his hands...

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..."

With a series of explosions, countless steel balls rained down like a torrential downpour on the side of the convoy...

The convoy, made up of over a dozen vehicles, was instantly engulfed in dense smoke.

The scattered fragments and steel balls hit the vehicles, easily penetrating the thin car shells into human bodies. The unlucky ones died instantly, the luckier ones needed a few seconds to digest what happened before reacting to what to do next.

Several more experienced guys, after experiencing this round of attacks, their first reaction was to push open the doors and find suitable cover...

But just as they attempted to push open the car doors, a terrifying chain of fire, with the determination to destroy everything, swept from the front to the back of the convoy.

The combination of armor-piercing bullets and incendiary bombs hitting the vehicles instantly delivered a devastating blow to the already riddled convoy.

A few who moved quickly rolled desperately outward as the 'Fire God' wreaked havoc, but the fiery chain, as if alive, tilted slightly when passing by, thrashing them apart mercilessly.

Wherever those bullets went, bodies were almost instantly shattered...

......

Just as the border slaughter was completed, inside a basement of a mansion in New Laredo...

'Arthur', with a head of silver hair, looked at Claudia Felix, who was frantically pacing around the safe house, and sighed slightly...

When her phone received a text message, she took out the phone and dialed out. When the other end connected, she softly said, "Miranda, tell Death Angel, we're even now..."