Mountain Eagle had a solid night's sleep and went to the small gym in his apartment to exercise early the next morning.

He wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but after nearly ten days of intense combat, he found that his physical condition was still slowly improving.

If he had returned to his peak condition when he left Alaska, he now clearly felt that he had taken it a step further.

Tiffany was used to following her boss for morning workouts, but seeing her boss finish a 10-kilometer run on the treadmill in just 28 minutes, she dejectedly put down her gym equipment, picked up her keys, and left.

Monster!

A guy over 190 cm tall, weighing more than 120 kilograms, who could bench press 180 kilograms for ten reps, yet ran 10 kilometers in 28 minutes.

That's Olympic champion level!

Tiffany had been beaten numb by working out with her boss over the past period, but only when she saw him thoroughly enjoying his workout today did she realize that he hadn't been pushing himself that hard before.

And he didn't take any drugs or injections!

Feeling a bit depressed, Tiffany decided to regain some face at work.

At the very least, she had to prove that her boss was right to appoint her as the captain of the Arctic Fox Rescue Team!

Some girls need external pressure and proper motivation to perform their best.

And inspiring employee initiative is a course that every manager must take, and Mountain Eagle just happens to be an expert at it!

When Tiffany took the elevator down to the basement, she saw Chickpea and Ham helping a guy who could barely walk...

Chickpea greeted Tiffany with a wave and a smile when he saw her, saying, "Hey, Tiffany, good morning!"

Tiffany circled around Chickpea and his companion, looked at the still unconscious guy, and asked, "Is this the other sniper? What happened to him?"

Chickpea replied with a grin, "This guy was hurt and lying in the hospital, but when we went to find him, he still put up a fight, so I gave him some sedatives."

Speaking, Chickpea glanced at the car keys in Tiffany's hand and smiled, "Are you heading out?

That's too bad, we're about to interrogate two top snipers, you could learn something from it."

Tiffany rolled her eyes and said annoyed, "What can I learn from you freaks?"

Ham, on the other hand, said dismissively, "Hey, watch your attitude, we are your dad's brothers, you should call us uncles...

And we're currently working for your boss!"

Tiffany looked at the two 'uncles' who weren't even forty and couldn't help but flip them the bird, saying, "I am now the captain of the Arctic Fox Rescue Team, and will be responsible for cleaning up after you, so be nice to me.

I'm about to head to the Los Angeles Police Department, don't make too much trouble here, I've seen the way you interrogate, you bunch of freaks better not cause trouble for my boss."

Ham and Chickpea exchanged a glance, then smiled and said, "How did Camel raise such an innocent daughter?"

Continuing, Ham waved Tiffany off, "You'd better go, don't delay our work!

I suggest you look into your boss's background when you have time, all the extremely cruel things you've seen, for your boss, they are child's play."

Tiffany shook her head in disbelief, saying, "No way, my boss is a good soldier, but he's not like..."

Chickpea pressed the elevator button and said, "Just think back, how many survivors has your boss left behind, and then repeat what you just said...

Tiffany, your boss is a standard devil, and a very smart one at that. He hasn't done much too outrageous, yet he's made Silver Fox's hair fall out in clumps.

You'll certainly benefit from sticking with him, but you need to be smarter!"

After that, Chickpea no longer paid attention to Tiffany, gesturing for Ham to help the unconscious captive into the elevator.

Tiffany stood still for nearly half a minute, then with a complicated expression walked into the parking lot, found an unassuming Chevrolet Malibu, started it up, and drove towards the Los Angeles Police Department...

...

When sniper Roland woke up from unconsciousness, he found himself sitting in a chair, painfully twisting his neck, he saw the sea just meters away from the balcony outside...

The gunshot wound on his shoulder had been treated, but it still hurt badly.

He tried to break free from the restraints, but after several attempts, he gave up.

He was tied to the chair with his hands and feet secured, even the chair legs were fixed to the ground.

As Roland tried to move the chair by tenseing his waist and abdomen, he was in pain to find that the enemy didn't leave him any room to maneuver...

Four large fishhooks stabbed into his abdominal muscles, and any vigorous movement would pull the fishing line attached to the chair back, tearing his abdominal muscles.

The one who set up this measure was incredibly evil; he must have had a clear understanding of human muscular structure. The positions where the four fishhooks pierced would cause not only pain but also reflexive muscle spasms and convulsions upon being tugged.

Roland was an extremely experienced ace sniper. As soon as he realized his situation, he stopped struggling and became very calm.

He began to conserve his strength, simultaneously planning how he would free himself and preparing for the torture that could commence at any moment.

Looking at the distant sea, Roland let out a bitter laugh…

He was very familiar with this location; he had surveilled it from the sea the previous night.

Calculating the angle, Roland determined that this apartment was right below the target apartment.

Thinking back on last night's ordeal, Roland sighed…

He didn't know whether it was his own delusion, but he felt as though all his movements were being monitored by the enemy, and the target's every move seemed designed to lure him into a trap.

He didn't know who Mountain Eagle was, but if he truly was a dangerous terrorist like what Kaufman from Titan Group had said, then Roland believed his chances of escape were slim.

Now, Roland deeply regretted taking on this mission…

Next month was his daughter's birthday, and now he had become a captive. If he couldn't escape, he didn't dare to think what would become of his family.

As Roland wallowed in his frustration, he heard a light sound from the apartment door…

His instantly tensed body pulled on the fishhooks in his abdomen, causing Roland to let out a painful grunt.

When he relaxed and turned his head, he was horrified to discover his partner, Javier, being propped up by two men and carried in…

Watching two men, one tall and one short, secure Javier in the same manner on another chair, Roland witnessed Javier, still unconscious, groaning in pain at the moment the fishhooks pierced his flesh. Roland called out in a deep voice, "He's seriously injured; there's no need for you to do this to him…"

Chickpea glanced at Roland, chuckled, shook his head, and said, "NO, a few hours ago this guy put up quite a fight, and my buddy Ham and I had to expend a lot of effort to subdue him.

This guy's name is Javier, right?

He's tough, and personally, I admire him, but it's a pity you picked the wrong opponents!"

Roland looked at the unconscious Javier, shook his head painfully, and said, "He's just my assistant; whatever you want, you can come at me…"

"Your assistant almost killed me…"

Mountain Eagle, carrying a gun bag and holding a stack of documents, entered the apartment, first shaking hands with Chickpea and Ham, then walked up to Roland, circling around him…

Looking at Roland's complex gaze fixed on him, Mountain Eagle set down the gun bag he had brought, took another one from Ham, opened it, and took out an M110A1 sniper rifle equipped with a smart ballistic calculation system.

After a brief inspection of the rifle, Mountain Eagle exclaimed, "The craftsmanship on this gun is fantastic…"

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle lifted his T-shirt, revealing a small area of bruising on his abdomen, and said, "This Javier shot me on the highway there, it made a deep impression!

If I may be so bold to ask, as the ace sniper of the Seal Assault Team's reconnaissance unit, why are you not serving in Afghanistan but here attempting to assassinate me?"

Roland looked at Mountain Eagle, then suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, my buddy and I finished our deployment in Afghanistan and came home to visit relatives. I don't know what you mean by assassination; you must be mistaken."

Mountain Eagle looked at Roland's feigned relaxed expression, slightly shook his head, and said, "You're not making this interesting…"

Then, shaking the documents in his hand, Mountain Eagle smiled and said, "These are from a friend at the FBI who sent them to me this morning…

Roland Weiss, codenamed Trigger, your partner is Javier Terry, codenamed Pigeon.

You served in the reconnaissance unit of the Seal Assault Team, deployed to Afghanistan six months ago and carried out six sniping missions there, succeeding four times, with the longest shot exceeding 1600 meters.

Buddy, from what I can see in your records, you're a hero of the United States; your superiors applied for a medal for you.

Your wife is a nurse; you have two children, the eldest is twelve this year, and the youngest is six, wow, they are very cute…

I think, if you just stick to a soldier's mission, they will definitely be proud of you!"

Hearing Mountain Eagle mention his wife and children, Roland's body suddenly tensed, glaring at Mountain Eagle, he exclaimed, "If you dare harm them, I will make you pay..."

Looking at the bulging veins on Roland's forehead and the thick vessels on his neck, Mountain Eagle shook his head and said, "Buddy, you are mistaken, it's not I who will hurt them, but you…"

Then, Mountain Eagle shook the documents in his hand and said, "This shows you are still deployed in Afghanistan, but you have run off to Los Angeles to assassinate me…

Either you're a deserter, or you're a bastard using the military as cover for your dirty work!"

Roland paused for a moment, glaring at Mountain Eagle and said, "I don't know anything…"

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