Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger-Chapter 24 - : The Great Purge

After a series of rapid gunshots, the soldiers facing away from them dropped to the ground in twisted forms, like canola flowers mowed down by a scythe.

"Take their magazines..."

Having succeeded, Mountain Eagle turned around and threw two smoke bombs in the direction of the approaching guards, then, while aiming his gun warily, said to Blood Fox, "Get the magazines..."

Blood Fox wanted to tell Mountain Eagle that three magazines would be enough for him, but seeing the other man's state, Blood Fox realized something...

He quickly glanced at his watch, then dashed among the dead guards, swiftly gathered 8 magazines, and stuffed them into Mountain Eagle's backpack...

Seeing Mountain Eagle intended to charge directly into the smoke, Blood Fox sighed, grabbed the backpack, and said, "I'll carry it. If you want to kill, you must be quick, I'll cover you..."

After speaking, Blood Fox took off his shirt, pulled out two neck gaiters, handed one to Mountain Eagle, and said, "We can't control every area, but since we're going on a killing spree, cover your face..."

Watching Mountain Eagle amiably put on the skull-printed neck gaiter covering his mouth and nose, Blood Fox took out a Defensive Hand Grenade from the backpack to help Mountain Eagle attach it, then shouldered the backpack himself, patting Mountain Eagle's shoulder firmly with his left hand while holding his Glock 17 pistol in his right...

At this moment, Mountain Eagle was a killing machine that had received its command, silently raising his gun and charging into the smoky area he created, and as if he had grown a Heavenly Eye, he continuously pulled the trigger...

"Bang bang, bang bang..."

A soldier standing in the center of the hall was hit by two bullets in the neck, which shattered his cervical vertebrae and mangled his throat, causing his head to flop backward like a broken toy, making him look like a monster carrying its head on his back.

Another soldier standing beside a statue in the hall was hit in the chest, fell painfully onto the statue, and knocked it over, creating a loud noise.

As the indecisive guards at the door came to their senses, two Defensive Hand Grenades were thrown their way. Then, just when everyone thought they were going to break out from the main entrance, Mountain Eagle, with Blood Fox, made their way upstairs via a side staircase...

As Mountain Eagle and his team reached the corner of the staircase, the grenades exploded...

"Boom, boom!"

The pineapple-shaped Defensive Hand Grenades unleashed tremendous destructive power, their flying shrapnel causing severe casualties...

Four or five guards hit by the fragments howled on the ground, emitting piercing cries for help.

Mountain Eagle, who frequently fought in virtual spaces, had an extraordinary grasp of space and timing.

This made his movements appear effortlessly smooth, with an efficiency that was incredibly high, even though his movements were not fast compared to an ordinary person's due to an injury on his leg.

Blood Fox had always thought he had picked up an excellent apprentice, but now he finally realized that what he had fished out of the Mekong River was a deadly Assassin...

He also realized that Mountain Eagle lacked the awareness for teamwork, pushing forward as a vanguard solely to avoid compromising his own movements...

This guy was a born Lone Wolf, with top-notch combat capabilities!

Moreover, these combat skills clearly couldn't be cultivated by an ordinary military or any training camp. To possess such abilities, one needed to go through tens of thousands of drills alone, to develop a kind of action inertia that seems to stem from the bloodline!

Blood Fox was getting older; he no longer had the desire to compete with his own people. Realizing Mountain Eagle's traits, he took the initiative to position himself in a supporting role; his gun no longer pointed forward but towards Mountain Eagle's weaker side...

While covering Mountain Eagle, Blood Fox could also use the position at the rear to stagger a body length, ready to create crossfire with Mountain Eagle in a confined space at any time.

When Mountain Eagle reached the top of the stairs and halted, he pulled out a Defensive Hand Grenade, looked back at Blood Fox, and said, "There are two guards down the corridor on the right, four on the left. Old Jin should be in the room at the end of the right hallway."

Blood Fox nodded vigorously and said, "That's where their gambling spot is, the soldiers outside are quickly reinforcing. We must move fast..."

Mountain Eagle pulled the ring off the grenade, let it linger in his hand for two seconds, and then hurled the Hand Grenade down the left corridor...

While the Hand Grenade flew through the air, Blood Fox, taking the initiative before Mountain Eagle, leaned to the right and emptied a magazine...

Just as the gunfire erupted, the bullets shot from the staircase hit the half first floor, alerting them that the enemy was coming up...

Blood Fox killed two enemies in an instant and rushed into the second floor corridor, where he smashed the elevator's control panel with the butt of his gun, then leaned against the wall on the left side of the exit and switched to a new magazine, saying, "I'll hold them off, you take care of those inside, be quick..."

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Mountain Eagle decisively breached into the smoke-filled corridor, and while walking, he finished off four guards on the ground with headshots.

He noticed that these guards, who were dressed slightly differently, were armed with the sleek MP5 submachine gun, and each carried a Glock 17 pistol...

Mountain Eagle bent down to grab a Glock and four pistol magazines, and quickly took out a black tactical belt from the Sergeant System, strapping it around his waist, inserting the pistol and magazines into the quick-draw holster and mag pouches...

After a quick trial, Mountain Eagle loaded a new magazine into his AKM, pulled the bolt, then stood at the doorway and aimed his gun straight at the main door, pulling the trigger...

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

The rifle's burst fire killed two armed bodyguards and caused a series of panicked screams inside the room...

Just as a few bodyguards found cover and were about to return fire at the main door, a Defensive Hand Grenade rolled through the door gap into the room...

After a loud "boom"...

Mountain Eagle, who was at the door changing magazines, raised his left leg and kicked the door open, then half-squatted on the ground, pivoting his body to storm into the room...

Inside the seventy to eighty square meter room was a huge gambling table, where seven or eight seemingly important figures crouched in the corner with their heads covered; several waitresses were curled up behind the sofa in the resting area near the window, at the far end of the room.

Mountain Eagle threw a Hand Grenade that killed two bodyguards and injured another...

The remaining two, at the moment the door was kicked open, crouched on the ground leaning against the gambling table, firing blindly and in a prayer-like manner towards the door.

Putting the gun on the table to shoot, even if the direction was correct, they couldn't hit Mountain Eagle down on the ground...

The dancing gun muzzle made their bullets utterly inaccurate, not even putting pressure on Mountain Eagle standing by the door.

Mountain Eagle decisively pulled the trigger...

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

The bullets pierced the panel underneath the gambling table, hitting the bodies of two bodyguards, dissolving the last resistance in the room.

When the gun mechanism clicked empty, Mountain Eagle stood up, set down the rifle, pulled out his Glock, and while limping marched quickly forward, finishing off the guards on the ground with headshots.

Old Jin, the host, suddenly stood up and shouted loudly in the Myanmar Language: "Stop, Mr. Lin from Shan State Second Special Region is here, even if you kill us, you won't escape..."

Mountain Eagle couldn't understand the Myanmar Language, and even if he did, he wouldn't let Old Jin, this monster, get away...

"Crack crack..."

Seeing Old Jin stand up in the smoke and shout with his hands raised, Mountain Eagle didn't hesitate to pull the trigger, two bullets hitting Old Jin's head...

Two small holes appeared in the face of the shot Old Jin, but the back of his head burst open with a ping-pong ball-sized blood hole...

He jerked violently, just as if struck by an Iron Hammer, his brain matter mixed with blood spouting from the back of his head, then he collapsed to the ground like a bonelss creature...

Mountain Eagle aimed the gun at the remaining important-looking figures, causing them to let out a series of shrieks.

Just as Mountain Eagle hesitated on whether to kill these unknown fellows, Blood Fox burst into the room with an AKM slung over him and a MP5 in each hand...

As soon as Blood Fox entered, he grasped the situation inside the room, he extended his right hand out of the door firing, and raised the MP5 in his left hand to pull the trigger at the remaining people...

"Retreat, jump out of the window, there are people outside to cover us..."