Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger-Chapter 1041 - 975: The Giants Reveal Themselves

Mountain Eagle wasn't afraid of the woman in front of him...

Watching the woman slowly attach a silencer to the pistol, Mountain Eagle suddenly raised his hand and slammed it heavily on the table...

"Bang!"

The brown-haired woman was startled, and at the same time, the room door was suddenly kicked open. Four soldiers in black rushed in with guns aimed at Mountain Eagle, and two of them stepped forward to forcefully hold him down, binding his hands and feet to the chair with binding tape.

Mountain Eagle did not resist, his body seemed especially weak...

Seeing this, the brown-haired woman cursed under her breath with an ugly expression...

Mountain Eagle's slap on the table dissipated all the pressure she had painstakingly created, and the four soldiers who rushed in only exposed her cowardice.

Seeing how the four soldiers reacted as if facing a formidable enemy, the brown-haired woman knew that they had exposed more problems to Mountain Eagle. She rolled her eyes and sent the soldiers out, then looked coldly at Mountain Eagle, who was smiling all the while, and said, "Mountain Eagle, the Department of Homeland Security people are outside. Right now, I'm the one who can decide your life or death...

I need you to cooperate with us. In return, we will forget about what you did to our colleagues in Alaska and Romania and the losses you caused."

Mountain Eagle looked at the brown-haired woman, smiling as he said, "You're showing too much impatience. You should have conducted interrogations with everyone, then come to intimidate me with fabricated evidence.

After creating enough pressure, you could make demands, and after promising enough benefits, maybe I'd waver."

Seeing Mountain Eagle's confident demeanor, the brown-haired woman frowned and said, "Those people don't even know who you are, but I know very well!

According to my thinking, if you'd chosen to resist just now, I would have killed you without hesitation!

You're too dangerous. Ever since Thailand, anything related to you results in losses for the CIA.

You have a deep-seated prejudice against the CIA from the start, at least in my eyes, you're not a suitable candidate for cooperation at all."

Mountain Eagle looked at the brown-haired woman's expression, which did not seem like a joke, and he laughed as he said, "Did I offend you?"

The brown-haired woman nodded slightly and said, "Do you remember the two agents who were trapped under a car and burned alive on the highway in Bangkok?

One of them was my fiancé!"

Saying this, the brown-haired woman took out a laminated photo, placed it on the table, and pushed it toward Mountain Eagle, saying in a deep voice, "Their death was not a coincidence; it was someone seeking revenge!"

The laminated photo was only half there, but the scene it recorded was still shocking...

Back then, due to the problem of missing hazardous radioactive materials, the British Military Intelligence and CIA jointly sealed off the sea near Kamui and used mercenaries to indiscriminately attack smuggling boats as a show of force.

The photo records the corpses of people burned alive in a ship's cabin, most of whom were women and children.

Mountain Eagle glanced at the photo and then looked grimly at the brown-haired woman in front of him, saying, "If these were your fiancé's doing, wouldn't you say he deserved to die?"

The brown-haired woman shook her head and said, "NO, he was on a mission to prevent dangerous items that could threaten tens of thousands of lives from entering the black market."

The brown-haired woman's shameless explanation amused Mountain Eagle, and he laughed as he said, "When I arrived, they were under attack by the Round Table Knights, and objectively speaking, I was saving their lives. It was just unfortunate luck for your fiancé.

Since you've been to the scene, you should know Kate. She was originally doomed to die, but I saved her, and now we're quite good friends."

The brown-haired woman was momentarily stunned, then sneered, "You broke Kate's neck in front of so many people. Having a friend like you is indeed Kate's good fortune."

Mountain Eagle chuckled, "You must not be doing well; otherwise, you wouldn't be unaware that Kate is now the head of the Bangkok Group under the FBI, and thanks to her continued achievements, her authority is expanding.

These are all thanks to me. Even if Kate were here, she'd say thank you to me!"

Saying this, Mountain Eagle looked at the pistol in the brown-haired woman's hand and smirked, "You say all this just to tell me you're a wounded woman who might go crazy and shoot me at any moment.

Playing these tricks is meaningless to me...

Why don't you talk to me about what role the CIA is really playing in this?

I've always wanted to know why the Death Angel turned against you and why it directed the Refugee Group's attention to Texas.

Now that you've shown up, it means the Death Angel hit your weak spot."

The brown-haired woman did not answer Mountain Eagle's question directly. She pulled a chair and sat across from Mountain Eagle, then pressed the barrel of the gun against Mountain Eagle's thigh, saying, "Mountain Eagle, tell me where Reya Farrell and 'Arthur' are?

The locator on 'Arthur' shows she was with you when you crossed the river.

The messages sent back by those 19th Airborne Special Forces soldiers before they died prove you were the one who slaughtered them.

Don't think Kobe Andrews can protect you. If it weren't for my presence, those people wouldn't have let you off so easily."

"Those people?"

Mountain Eagle glanced down at the gun pressed against his thigh, then squinted and said, "No wonder I felt something was off with the rhythm, you joined at the last minute!

Who is Reya Farrell? And who are those people?"

Mountain Eagle looked at the expressionless brown-haired woman, thought for a moment, and said, "Those people have always been working with Death Angel, using him to smuggle drugs from Mexico into the United States. They also used him to stir up conflicts at the Mexican border, making it easier to divert the U.S. aid intended for Mexico towards Texas.

When Death Angel got out of control and vanished, those people had to collaborate with Los Zetas to continue their border business and drug smuggling.

Oh, your look tells me I'm wrong, which means those people betrayed Death Angel, so Death Angel seeks revenge against them...

Was it after the events in Alaska that those people thought Death Angel was a nuisance and wanted to eliminate him, leading to this current situation?"

The brown-haired woman looked at Mountain Eagle, who didn't seem anxious at all, and decisively pulled the trigger... 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

After a soft 'pop', Mountain Eagle felt as if his thigh had been stung by a wasp. Just as he relaxed his hands, ready to smash the brown-haired woman's head, a wave of severe pain shot through his thigh...

"Hmm..."

Seeing Mountain Eagle groan in pain, his forehead quickly began to sweat...

The brown-haired woman, seeing this, placed the gun on the table, leaned casually on it, resting her chin in one hand, and watched the pale-faced Mountain Eagle...

"This is a special bullet, filled with the venom of a South American bullet ant...

This venom isn't lethal and is said to have some therapeutic effect on certain joint diseases but causes extremely intense neural pain.

A guy named 'Hyena' loved using these bullets on people, and supposedly, they work quite well, so we procured a few for handling emergencies.

You inhaled scopolamine first, and now you've been injected with bullet ant toxin. The pain will be doubled."

Mountain Eagle felt as if a red-hot iron rod had been jabbed into his thigh, the intense pain crashing against his nerves in waves.

To fight the urge to break free and tear apart the woman in front of him, Mountain Eagle kept taking deep breaths. His muscles tensed under the pain, creating wire-like lines on his skin.

Yet his mind remained clear. Facing the brown-haired woman's nonchalant demeanor, Mountain Eagle said between deep breaths, "So I guessed right, huh?

The Death Angel once worked for 'those people', and their connection with the CIA is also very tight.

Who are they exactly? The rumored military-industrial complex?"

The brown-haired woman watched as Mountain Eagle, drenched in sweat from the pain, still pursued his questions, and laughed, "The military-industrial complex is just a boring figment of people's imagination...

Actually, it doesn't matter which side, whether Democrat or Republican, the establishment or the conservatives, even left or right...

There are only the rich and the poor in this world!

Some of the rich formed an interest group based on past profit models and ownerships. They operate according to the rules of money and power...

They are not a military-industrial complex but a group of wealthy individuals parasitizing the system, profiting long-term from wars and dangers.

Most of them don't even know each other, but whenever a problem arises, they act in a way that naturally optimizes their interests, making them appear allies."

The brown-haired woman looked at Mountain Eagle's twisted expression, grinning as she said, "Mountain Eagle, have you heard of the Belgar Lake Foundation?

Congressman William Hurt is just a fringe member of the Foundation, but now someone thinks you have potential, so they authorized me to give you an opportunity...

Mountain Eagle, working with us is a good chance for you!"

Hearing the name 'Belgar Lake Foundation', Mountain Eagle's mind went 'buzz'...

The average person has never even heard of this foundation, but Mountain Eagle, having spent many years in St. Petersburg, knew some of the rumors...

The Belgar Lake Foundation holds shares in some of Russia's key energy companies. After the Soviet Union dissolved, Boss Pu took over Yeltsin's mess and tried to nationalize the energy company shares.

The Belgar Lake Foundation, led by the British Rothschild family, engaged in a lawsuit with Boss Pu, leaving him utterly defeated and Russia bleeding heavily.

This foundation tapped into Russia's core profit departments like a blood-sucking pipeline. In exchange, Russia promised that all domestic energy companies would choose London for their IPOs, allowing Russia to join the international financial system smoothly.

This Belgar Lake Foundation rarely appears in the public eye, and Mountain Eagle once thought it was a fabrication by insiders in Russia, but he never expected it to be real!

Watching the expression on the brown-haired woman's face, Mountain Eagle took big gulps of air, shaking his head as he said, "If you want me to join, you'd better take that gun and shoot yourself first, then I'll consider it. Otherwise, don't dream of getting the information you want from me..."

The brown-haired woman, hearing this, grabbed Mountain Eagle's collar with a furious expression, gritting her teeth as she said, "Do you really think I have no way of dealing with you?"

Mountain Eagle, seeing the other party's exasperated state, suddenly burst into laughter and said, "You'd better go ask your boss. I think he might agree to my proposal...

After all, you're just a minor character, right, hahaha..."