Mountain Eagle didn't fire a single shot, and the battle ended like that...

The mercenaries from Titan Group were well-equipped and well-trained, but facing Arctic Fox and Round Table Knights, they seemed hardly different from ordinary people.

Lamalock, the dangerous old Madman, easily established an overwhelming tactical advantage for both teams with his expertise.

There were no loud screams or shouts; after the real combat started, except for a few Indians who would yell on the public channel, almost no one else spoke a word.

They simply focused on their tasks and just took apart Titan Group's strong mercenary platoon.

Mountain Eagle was very clear that this 'overwhelming' advantage was just an illusion to him!

In fact, had the other side also had a madman like Lamalock, Arctic Fox and Round Table Knights wouldn't have it easy either.

During the Vietnam War, it was officially recorded that two soldiers from East managed to hold off an enemy company for 24 hours with just 12 directional mines and a couple of submachine guns, inflicting casualties on nearly a third of their enemies.

Most of the time, the strength of a top-tier team is built on advance preparation...

Just like the United States' Seal Six Team, without accurate intelligence guidance and strong logistical support, they would suffer heavy losses when ambushed by Afghan guerillas!

With preparation fighting the unprepared, with organization fighting the disorganized, as long as you have the tactical advantage, the capabilities of the soldiers can take a back seat.

Of course, the Indians of the Round Table Knights are still terrible!

The 4 Indians following Di Huo in pursuit were actually killed by an enemy counterattack, and then another who rashly pursued was blown up by an explosion set up by Lamalock.

"......"

Complaints from the Indians echoed over the channel, and Mountain Eagle could feel the embarrassment on Galahad from half a meter away...

Looking at the old Mercenary who was avoiding eye contact with poise, Mountain Eagle said somewhat incredulously, "Using Indians, and giving them such a crappy gun as the L85A2...

The chance of a jam with the L85A2 in their hands is higher than the likelihood of an Indian girl being assaulted on a bus while wearing a strappy dress.

In Thailand as well, a group of Indians firing wildly caused the death of many innocent bystanders...

What were you thinking? Just to save some on pensions?"

Galahad caught a glimpse of the mockery in Camel's eyes, sighed helplessly, and said, "Transformation takes time, and we are also adapting and adjusting.

Indians have many shortcomings, but they are cheap and very obedient.

With them, we can experiment with various team structures and try to build the most efficient team model..."

Saying this, Galahad looked at Mountain Eagle's incredulous face, sighed again, and said, "Round Table Knights don't need cannon fodder!

Providing them with L85A2 rifles is to train their focus and professionalism.

As long as they persist in cleaning and maintenance every day, the L85A2 is also a decent weapon."

Mountain Eagle shook his head and said, "Thinking a bunch of Indians can become capable soldiers by spending hours cleaning their guns every day?"

Galahad listened, tapped his temple, and shook his head, "You've got it wrong. The quality of Indian soldiers is actually quite good; their problems lay here...

Lack of discipline, lack of a sense of belonging, lack of a sense of honor, deficient combat will, those are their fatal flaws.

Purely in terms of physical fitness, even training intensity, they are not bad at all!"

Saying this, Galahad saw Di Huo in a Ghillie Suit, leading the remaining two Indians out of the woods...

Looking at the two men who were dejected and devoid of fighting spirit, Galahad let out another sigh, saying, "I also now think they are too lousy...

I should talk with Arthur about this, maybe we should try the Gurkha mercenaries."

Mountain Eagle nodded seriously and said, "I won't allow you to use Indians on missions in Syria; our partners are the Kurdish female soldiers, those Indians with lust on their minds will only cause trouble there."

Galahad watched as the two Indians sat down beside the cabin like a sloppy mess, and he let out yet another sigh today...

The sharpshooter Di Huo lifted the Ghillie Suit off his body, revealing a face that looked a bit like the basketball player Owen.

He walked up to the trench, shook his head at Galahad, and said with a standard London accent, "Boss, don't let me lead these Indians anymore...

They were the same in the past as they are now; they might be qualified slaves, but definitely not qualified soldiers."

After speaking, Di Huo looked at Mountain Eagle and took the initiative to bend over and pull him out of the trench...

After sizing up Mountain Eagle's tall stature, Di Huo said earnestly, "Chickpea says you are a sharpshooter that can contend for the world's top ten ranking. We should try it out sometime..."

Mountain Eagle was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "World top ten? Sharpshooters have such rankings?"

Di Huo shook his head, "There's no official ranking, just the outcome of our private discussions, not exact, but still convincing."

Mountain Eagle shook his head and chuckled, "What's the point of snipers ranking themselves?

If I may ask, apart from your acquaintances, are there any outsiders included in this list?"

Di Huo shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yes, some. The people from France's Iron Wall Mercenary Corps claimed that there's a guy called Hyena in Central Africa who fought his way from Central Africa to Niger with unconventional tactics and played out a series of classic battles."

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