Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger-Chapter 991 - 925: Unexpected Gains

Du Shang occasionally used the pre-set Broadsword Directional Mines to hold back the pursuing enemies, and then occasionally popped out from the Coniferous Forest to remind the helicopters above where they were...

This approach brought great danger to his team!

The helicopter sent by the Kosovo Liberation Organization wasn't equipped with rocket launchers, but they could open the cabin door and let the machine guns fire at the ground.

The Coniferous Forest along their escape route provided Du Shang and his team with enough cover, while they used their carried AT4s for seemingly futile counterattacks, forcing the helicopter to ascend.

In this situation, they accomplished an escape that could be called the limit in the Northern Brigade's combat history!

When Du Shang led his mates into a canyon, the two helicopters in the sky finally found an opportunity to swiftly descend when they could clearly see the silhouettes of Du Shang and his team, and adjusted their angles to facilitate shooting by the machine gunners sitting on the side... 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

The two helicopters flanked Du Shang and his team front and back, while the pursuing team from behind was approaching the canyon...

Just as the machine gunners on the helicopters were about to fire, two missiles suddenly appeared from the hillside on the other side of the canyon.

Two Stingers, with their distinct trails, hit the bodies of the helicopters...

"Boom boom..."

The two helicopters that just appeared majestic a moment ago plummeted headlong to the ground with smoke from the explosions.

"Boom"

"Boom"

Two loud explosions echoed, one after the other...

The soaring flames and thick smoke made the soldiers from the Kosovo Liberation Organization pursuing from behind halt, but the commander at the back clearly realized that Du Shang and his team had people coming to their aid. So, instead of stopping, they urged everyone to speed up.

Modern warfare has dulled people's war wisdom!

Many refuse to admit this, but in reality, modern technology and warfare modes have broken the hard requirement that ancient generals needed to know the right time and geographical advantages.

The small team format of security warfare has minimized the war's intensity, and then focused on competing in personnel quality and, most importantly, logistical resource capabilities.

In this regard, so far, the United States military is the peak globally.

Because ground forces are genuinely willing to call for support, and their air force is genuinely willing to violently bomb during support.

When people began to define this combat mode as an 'advanced mode', they naturally ignored some more important things, like 'fire'...

Examining East's history, 'fire attack' has always been the favorite of a wise general, as long as you could utilize the terrain, you might not even need to burn your opponent alive...

Set a fire at the right place, then block the enemy's escape route, the smoke will kill before the fire.

The canyon that Du Shang and his team were retreating through seemed normal, but the depression surrounded by several hills they passed earlier, viewed from the air, resembled a plump apple, and that canyon looked like its stem...

Right as the pursuing main force entered the 'apple's' belly, several explosions suddenly erupted from various locations within this coniferous forest spanning over a dozen acres...

The extraordinarily Evil napalm bomb exploded and at the same time, a large amount of burning material was sprinkled around the Coniferous Forest like torrential rain.

Some previously dried-out pine trees quickly caught fire, while the dry wood on the ground also began to burn.

The fire first cut off the retreat of the pursuers, while the airflow kept moving from the canyon to the depression, allowing the flames set in predetermined locations to start swirling and spreading with the airflow within the depression.

The members of the Kosovo Liberation Organization trapped inside were like mice in a bellows, driven by smoke and blazing flames to frantically scurry about, desperately searching for a place where they could breathe fresh air.

However, lack of oxygen and severe coughing not only affected their physical strength but also their thinking capability.

Most couldn't find the path they came from, and a few desperate soldiers faced with a thin wall of flames, lacked the courage to charge through. Until the smoke engulfed their shapes, these men collapsed painfully to the ground, and under the fire's influence, their bodies began to curl up and sizzle, becoming new fuel.

Under the high temperature, those pine trees that were still alive started to burn with 'crackling' sounds. When the branches and sap-filled needles caught fire rapidly, a colossal amount of smoke, driven by the air current created by the canyon's airflow, quickly began to swirl and permeate within the depression...

This smoke was like a death warrant, squeezing out the last trace of life from those trapped inside.

"Bang"

"Bang"

......

Du Shang who had already reached the middle of the canyon, turned back to see how the path they had taken had transformed into a massive furnace. Those gunshots were clearly not aimed at the canyon, meaning they were from the soldiers trapped, choosing to take their own lives to avoid being burnt alive...

Just when he wanted to say something incredible, Blood Fox and Sang Jia led a team carrying heavy weapons and rushed over...

Seeing Du Shang's dumbfounded expression, Blood Fox distributed gas masks to them, then set up several heavy machine guns mid-way through the canyon, finally shouting: "You stay here to block the canyon, don't let anyone escape from here..."

Du Shang hesitated for a moment, looked back at the furnace-like place, and shook his head saying: "I don't think anyone can break through such a massive fire, they're doomed..."

As he spoke, Du Shang still a little incredulous, rubbed his eyes and said: "fuck, am I dreaming?

They have nearly two hundred people, and just like that..."

Blood Fox didn't have time to waste words with Du Shang, he left enough ammunition and supplies, pointed to the other end of the canyon and shouted: "I've left you an inflatable assault boat there, stay here and monitor, once you're sure there's no issue take the assault boat back to your secret camp."

Upon hearing this, Du Shang instinctively asked: "What about you?"

Blood Fox waved his hand and said: "Mountain Eagle's plan is a bit risky, I need to go support them..."

......

As Blood Fox and his team successed, Mountain Eagle, wearing a gas mask, forcefully pulled open the iron door of the secret base and was the first to step into the dark passage.

They advanced about 40 meters along a semi-natural passage and reached a relatively spacious area, facing a new iron door.

Mountain Eagle opened two boxes stacked against the walls on either side of the iron door, discovering outdated weapons and ammunition, and some canned food whose shells had rusted.

Just as he was about to try opening the iron door, Eddie suddenly exclaimed...

"Fuck, what is this?"

Mountain Eagle walked to Eddie's side and glanced over out of curiosity, discovering that the box Eddie had opened was full of deformed, faded old Euros...

Reaching out to pick up a stack, he took a look; indeed, these were Euros issued by the European Union when the Eurozone was first established. However, they hadn't been properly preserved and had started to decay.

The discovery made Mountain Eagle pause for a moment. He then looked back at the closed iron door, realizing that although the Kosovo Liberation Organization had taken over this secret base, they weren't particularly familiar with it, likely failing to notice this secret passage leading to the rear Mountain.

Eddie tossed the rotten Euro bills aside, opened another box below, then whistled and smiled, saying, "See, I knew these guys wouldn't just prepare currency..."

With that Eddie took a coin from the box and tossed it toward Mountain Eagle, smiling, "See what this is?"

In the dim light of Mountain Eagle's belly, he couldn't quite see clearly, instinctively catching the coin.

As the coin landed in his hand, Mountain Eagle couldn't help but sigh, saying, "It's gold..."

Holding the gold coin up to his eyes for a closer look, he said, "It has the South Alliance's mark, likely a one-ounce gold coin minted by the South Alliance at the time...

with only 90% purity, similar to the gold content of the early Tsar gold coins."

Eddie reached into the box of gold coins, grabbed a few, and smugly said, "There are at least 2,000 here. How much do you think they're worth?

Would this money be enough for us..."

Before Eddie could finish, Mountain Eagle tossed the gold coins back into the box, shook his head with a smile, saying, "Calculating each gold coin as one ounce, 2,000 gold coins are worth under 3 million US Dollars at current market prices.

If you like them, take two to keep as a memento; the rest I'll handle, leaving half for the Arctic Fox Fund, and after converting the rest to cash, I'll transfer it to you guys."

Mountain Eagle then swiftly opened all the boxes, confirmed none of them contained high-value items, closed the boxes with Euros and gold coins, and placed them in a corner.

Next, he moved to the iron door and gave it a hard tug.

This seemingly sturdy iron door, which was completely different from the outside one, creaked and started to deform under Mountain Eagle's force.

Mountain Eagle braced one foot against the stone wall, gripping the deformed areas with his hands and growled, exerting more force as Eddie and Camel watched in stunned silence; the iron door twisted and bent.

As the door bolts fell off, with a dull "clang," the entire iron door was thoroughly wrenched open.

Mountain Eagle, having exerted too much effort, sat on the ground and looked at the wall behind the door...

"Fuck, no wonder they didn't find it; the exit was sealed off..."

With that, Mountain Eagle stepped forward and tapped lightly on the wall, finding it was sealed with wooden boards...

These wooden boards certainly couldn't stop him. After having Golden Cicada confirm there was no one behind the wall, Mountain Eagle drew his dagger, forcibly stabbed into the wood wall, creating a hand-sized hole, then trampled the wooden support beams behind the wall.

Without support, Mountain Eagle pulled at the now-rotten wooden boards with force, yanking off a moldy-smelling chunk.

After several tries, he successfully opened a hole large enough for one person to enter.

Once the three had successively entered, Mountain Eagle found they were in an equipment warehouse...

Although the iron racks that should have been filled with weapons were completely empty, some racks near the exit did have some ammunition and such stacked on them.

This semi-abandoned space was naturally ignored, but the area outside the equipment room was rather lively...

As a massive engine roared to life, an old-tracked armored personnel carrier was started up, driving down an underground passage toward the 'Farm'...

Mountain Eagle opened the equipment room door, looking at the equipment parked in the not-so-spacious area outside, gesturing to Eddie and Camel...

"There are over twenty people outside, and they're only armed with pistols. I'll cut off the power..."

Eddie proactively walked behind Mountain Eagle, patting him on the shoulder...

"Camel and I will go to the sides, while you take the middle; don't rush too far ahead..."

Mountain Eagle nodded knowingly, aimed towards the electrical boxes clinging to the side wall, saying, "We're going in..."

.........

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

While Mountain Eagle and his team prepared for their assault, an aging Mi-17 helicopter stormed into the 'Farm' area...

As the rocket pods unleashed all their ammunition towards the ground, the Mi-17 hovered frenziedly at over 20 meters high above the 'Farm' front...

Machine gunners on both sides wielded heavy machine guns, crazily strafing into the 'Farm' interior for cover, with two rapid descent ropes tossed out, a group of South American soldiers gripping the ropes with both hands slid down without safety harnesses...