Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger-Chapter 1030 - 964: Chaos

New Laredo...

The battle between the drug traffickers and the special forces in the city outskirts has entered a fever pitch. The space for dozens of heavily armed special forces members is gradually being compressed.

The black ops team, which initially showed great resilience, is now showing signs of decline.

There's really no way around it...

When a drug cartel decides to fight the government army to the death in a residential area full of civilians, they have greater numbers, ferocity, firepower, and even organization than the government army.

The Mexican special forces are not bad, but no matter how excellent their soldiers' abilities are, they cannot carry enough ammo supplies like Mountain Eagle.

This is modern warfare. Restricted by logistical capabilities, no matter how powerful a team is, they are very explosive in head-on engagements, but their ability to fight long-term battles is limited.

So after four hours of clashes, when Los Zetas assembled nearly 600 gunmen to completely surround that residential area, the Mexican special forces began to retreat and continuously called for external support.

Meanwhile, the nearest troops started delaying for various reasons, with some even volunteering to act as middlemen to contact Los Zetas, suggesting negotiating to solve the problem.

Because by now New Laredo has entered such an unstable state that even the police have hidden away, not daring to make any moves. Any government-related team entering New Laredo could encounter gunfire from all directions.

This is the reality in Mexico. When the government and the drug cartel are in peace, the superficial order in the city still exists, but once the government wants to deal with the drug cartel without overwhelming power, as soon as war starts, the city becomes a battle zone.

A real battle zone, more terrifying than Iraq or Afghanistan...

The Middle East might lack order, but NATO forces have overwhelming superiority, so even if both sides are at war, the scale of actual crossfire remains controlled.

Mexico does not have these conditions. The government army is reluctant to massively use helicopters, and armored vehicles are rare in the grassroots troops. The most the special forces use are armed pickups, and their heavy firepower doesn't even match the drug traffickers'...

Many people subconsciously perceive Mexican drug cartels as criminal organizations, but in English and Spanish contexts, 'war' is a separate word!

When Mexico declared a 'drug war,' their civil war effectively started.

If you consider the drug cartel as an anti-government force, you'll find that the 'drug war' is effectively the Mexican Government's form of war to compete with major drug cartels and gangs for territorial control nationwide.

This is a civil war!

Statistics show that from 2006 to 2016, this phase of the Mexican 'civil war' resulted in nearly 300,000 deaths.

That's the number of deaths, which conveys how intense the confrontations were!

In such a situation, with Los Zetas cornered, the pressure on the government army is imaginable...

Especially since Mountain Eagle gave a push inside...

He smashed the second-generation rich kids' privates and hung them outside a hotel, then the local New Laredo government and police's cooperation plan with the Gulf Group was exposed.

Known for its brutality, Los Zetas' only way to handle such issues is to escalate the situation.

So they not only dispatched 600 men to trap the special forces but also began city-wide searches and killings of Gulf Group members.

The drug cartels don't speak of evidence; in these tense moments, if they find you suspicious, they'll shoot without hesitation.

By this point, New Laredo has become Mexico's Tripoli, with gang members all over the streets. They aren't professional combatants, but they all have guns and behave violently...

City residents over the years have grown accustomed to Los Zetas' existence and the presence of conflict...

However, previous clashes between Los Zetas and the Gulf Group, though cruel, never reached tonight's scale.

Hundreds and thousands of young people relying on Los Zetas and its supply chain got swept up in it. The agitation filled these young minds, igniting everything...

As the morning sun peeks, the internal situation in New Laredo has reached a boiling point...

Shops with questionable backgrounds are looted, vandalized, and set on fire, and many border warehouses are occupied by gangs under Los Zetas, who openly claim the goods waiting to cross the border...

Los Zetas' people control most major traffic intersections, lighting old tires at the intersections, causing a pungent smell and smoke to spread everywhere.

This professional tactic effectively obscures ground activity from military helicopters and those from American television channels coming in for support.

As Mountain Eagle enters the New Laredo city center, the sky is already glowing...

But deliberately clogged traffic prevents him from using a vehicle to reach his destination, so he has to opt for walking after entering the city.

Luckily, Los Zetas hasn't reached the point of arming every citizen...

Their ways determine that while these reckless guys might attract young followers, they are not welcomed by the local populace.

So as long as Mountain Eagle avoids the gang's eyes at intersections, he can walk to his target area. Even if some city residents hiding at home spot him, they will turn a blind eye.

In this situation, Galahad, with an injured waist, is of little help...

Frankly, Mountain Eagle never expected Peggy's efforts to rescue one of her men would snowball into such events, resulting in these consequences.

Robbin's pickup truck parks near a luxury community, mingling with vehicles parked along the wall...

Observing the armed personnel ahead, Robbin says worriedly, "We can't distinguish their identity, what should we do next?"

Mountain Eagle looked through the windshield into the distance, over a dozen gunmen wearing bullet-proof vests and holding automatic weapons stood guard at the entrance of the community... 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

This is the local characteristic of Mexico; when the police clearly can't fully guarantee the safety of residents, various self-defense groups naturally emerge.

As outsiders, Mountain Eagle and his team couldn't distinguish between them and drug cartel gunmen; it would be too foolish to hit the wrong people.

So after thinking for a moment, he said, "We're still a few kilometers away from where 'Arthur' is hiding.

It's definitely not possible to drive through, you all hold back and wait for my signal..."

Robbin, who was driving, frowned and said, "You're planning to go alone?"

Mountain Eagle shook his head slightly and said, "Not alone, Daria arranged a team to hide near 'Arthur' at the start of the chaos.

I'll rendezvous with them and then figure out how to capture 'Arthur' alive...

You all hold back and wait for my signal, I might need someone to cover my retreat at any time!"

Robbin looked back at Galahad, who was injured, and after hesitating for a moment, nodded and said, "The main roads in New Laredo are blocked, the best option for retreat is the small road in the northwest direction.

I'll set up defensive measures there...

The main force of the drug dealers is in the south, most in the city are low-level henchmen, it should be possible to break through them.

Galahad can stay there waiting to pick you up, I'll go to the police station, so I can make some noise anytime to draw the attention of the gang groups in the city."

Mountain Eagle shook his head decisively and said, "You can't do much alone, if you want to create a diversion to cover me, then go to the outskirts...

Harass or simply take out the drug cartel's road checkpoints, that could achieve the same effect."

Robbin didn't argue with Mountain Eagle, he nodded decisively and said, "No problem, there's enough explosives and arms in the car, if it's just to grab their attention, I can handle it alone..."

Mountain Eagle pondered for a moment, then took out a map of New Laredo, marked a few points on the map, and said, "Just these places, as long as you can mobilize them, there's a high chance to attract people from the northwest to come to support.

Buddy, this is a bit challenging, but it shouldn't be too much of a problem for you.

Don't do anything outside the plan..."

Robbin nodded firmly and said, "Don't worry, I know what to do!"

Mountain Eagle and Robbin locked eyes for a few seconds, once he confirmed that the furious soldier understood, he decisively opened the door and got out, sticking to the walls to avoid the line of sight of the distant gunmen, he waved to the two in the car, "It's settled then, you both be careful..."

Galahad watched Mountain Eagle move along the wall until he disappeared from view, he looked at Robbin who was memorizing the map, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Robbin, you're one of the best soldiers I've ever seen in my career...

Now that the Holy Grail Knights have been dispersed, have you considered the Arctic Fox Foundation?

The people of Arctic Fox are all gone, they need someone like you..."

Robbin, with his eyes on the map, paused for a moment, then shook his head decisively and said, "Sir, I'm Robbin, the assault man of the 'Holy Grail Knights'...

We once vowed to make the 'Holy Grail Knights' the best team!

Remember our comrades?

They saved my life in Syria and Iraq, only to die in Romania while covering us...

We owe it to them!"

Galahad looked at Robbin's expression, he sighed deeply...

The downfall of the Holy Grail Knights, in fact, was an extension of internal problems within the Round Table Knights, in the end, Lancelot and the few old guys survived, but the rest of the Holy Grail Knights perished...

Robbin was right, they owe those comrades!

Robbin felt Galahad's complex emotions, he lowered his head and said, "Arctic Fox is great, and Mountain Eagle as a boss is really good...

But you once taught me that a smooth life isn't really life, I have to do something...

I know what you think, but I have my own thoughts, as long as I'm around, the Holy Grail Knights won't disappear, those comrades won't have died in vain!

I may not reach the level of Arctic Fox, but I'll do my best..."

Galahad paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "You're right, but unfortunately, my old bones might not be able to accompany you for much longer...

I advanced 5 million US dollars from Mountain Eagle, and I have some savings myself, all of this originally belonged to the Holy Grail Knights, I'll give all of this to you...

I failed, the Round Table Knights failed too, from now on you decide how to build your own 'Holy Grail Knights'!

Mountain Eagle is a great guy, Arctic Fox has transformed, he needs the Holy Grail Knights, whatever you think in the future, at least you won't lack business initially..."

Robbin listened, his eyes fixed on the black smoke-filled sky in the distance, he said in a deep voice, "That's right, his business in Mexico needs someone like me...

And I just happen to want to smash these gangs here!"