Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger

Chapter 551: Nightfall in Beverly Hills


Big Beard led a total of six people in the Ranger Reconnaissance Squad (RRC)...

The captain was Big Beard Jack Harvey, assault man, codenamed Blackbeard.

The other five are assault man Greg Watson codenamed Red Socks, precision shooter Nicola Kane codenamed Arrow Poison Baby, precision shooter Paul Mitchell codenamed Gear, machine gunner Adam Morris codenamed Cowboy, and machine gunner Mark Reynolds codenamed Wild Bull.

These guys are aged between 35 and 45 years old, in the prime of their lives.

Mountain Eagle honestly couldn't see how they were so elite, this group of Rangers without logistic support and lacking firepower configuration, did not demonstrate abilities that matched their identities at the hangar.

This of course isn't a problem with their individual skills, but it also shows from another aspect, that sometimes strategy and tactics are more important than personal ability.

Mountain Eagle truly didn't want to be a mercenary from the bottom of his heart; his psychological bottom-line was to be a 'problem solver'.

Therefore, he hadn't intended to recruit these desperate fellows. Instead, he tied them with a debt contract which helped him avoid some risks.

They want to protect their families and make a living, they'd have to rely on Mountain Eagle to arrange the work for them.

Otherwise, on their own with no protection from the Titan Group, if they were recognized in conflict zones, they would face endless attacks.

That Kaufman controls them with evil methods, making them human targets and props while continuously exploiting their labor.

It was truly, alive they're production tools, dead they must still benefit their boss!

Mountain Eagle wasn't that evil, he had no grudge against these Rangers, he brought their families to Thailand, arranged rented houses for them, and the rest of making a living was up to them.

After all, with 2 million US Dollar debt on the table, planning a reasonable and mild repayment plan wasn't difficult for Mountain Eagle.

As soon as Li Chengji's Syria plan starts, there would be plenty of business to do.

By then, having Tiffany take on tasks under the reputation of Arctic Fox and subcontract them to this elite group of Rangers, as long as RRC's capabilities aren't all talk, everyone should be satisfied with the outcome.

Roland and that Javier are the same, now that Kaufman and Colonel William are dead, even if someone wanted to investigate, these two snipers would be the first ones checked.

They can't blend in anymore in the United States, without connections or networks, these two soldiers had no other choice but to work for the Mexican Gang drug dealers, within one to two years, they either resign themselves to poverty or depend on Mountain Eagle to help them find jobs.

Eagle Claw Old Gao was 'very righteous', he agreed to let the RRC stay with him to recover, charging only 600,000 US Dollar for medical fees.

Blackbeard Jack Harvey and the others, they just kidnapped Roland and, while getting shot, not only incurred a huge debt of 2.6 million but also had to thank their creditor Mountain Eagle!

Mountain Eagle grudgingly swiped his card for 600,000, bought a bunch of nonexistent pets and pet supplies, then deeply regretted why he paid Lilith her internship wage…

Based on her dad's eagerness for money, this girl won't ever lack money in her lifetime!

After sorting everything out here, Mountain Eagle once again rode his motorbike, heading to Beverly Hills...

The people left behind exchanged glances for a while, Eddie helplessly stayed behind to wait for the cleaners, he needed to let the cleaners handle the bodies and traces of RRC's visit to the clinic, then also settle the bill.

Facing the issue needing payment, Ham, who didn't have a rich woman as his backing, fled first, taking with him the home-sick sniper Roland.

It seemed like many people knew about this incident, but due to related interests, everyone consciously kept silent…

When Mountain Eagle rode towards Beverly Hills, police tape was pulled up around the hangar, a large group of policemen faced the mass killing inside the hangar with perplexed faces.

They didn't know what had happened, only knew a military colonel had died inside.

Why this colonel died together with a group of people possessing controlled weapons, these local police dared not speak nor ask.

The identities of those bodyguards weren't difficult to check, and Titan Group soon got the news, yet this large military contracting company showed no curiosity, even about the disappearance of their own company executives, they were remarkably calm.

Why don't people from the world seek police when they face issues, because everyone has their own dirt.

Kaufman, a shareholder of the Titan Group and also one of the contacts with the CIA...

He took private tasks and misused the company's resources which, if successful, would have been another story, but now he lost two elite squads at once and also involved Special Operations Command, making the other shareholders of Titan Group extremely angry.

This is not merely about money anymore, the loss of personnel has led to many of their operations being unable to continue, causing a series of consequential losses.

Titan Group had no incentive to investigate, and soon the military would identify the bullet that killed Colonel William and confirm that it was fired from their own experimental project, quickly piecing together the events.

Roland and Javier, the two 'deserters,' would become prime suspects, but as for Mountain Eagle...

He hadn't done anything!

...

As the sun set and night fell, Mountain Eagle rode his motorcycle into the most expensive area of Beverly Hills...

Due to location and size, the disparity in house prices here was astonishing...

Li Chengji's villa was located midway up Beverly Hills, spanning nearly 4 acres, with a yard that provided a view of the city's nightscape and the distant ocean below.

When Mountain Eagle reached the gates of the villa on his motorcycle, the unguarded gate surprisingly opened automatically.

Mountain Eagle glanced at the intercom's camera and a few temporarily installed cameras that were clearly recent additions. He waved his hand with a smile and drove in.

Upon entering the villa, Mountain Eagle discovered that a party was in progress...

The driveway of the vast courtyard was filled with cars, and dozens of security guards, still dressed in black suits despite the heat, stood at the perimeter.

A modern minimalist mansion's doors were wide open, brightly lit from within, where dozens of well-dressed men and women gathered in the grand hall. A group of young, fashionable individuals lingered by the pool in the backyard, dancing and having fun while waiting for something.

Mountain Eagle, whose attire today was hardly proper, parked his motorcycle in front of the mansion under the watchful eyes of the local security.

As a security chief, wearing headphones and attempting to consider matters from the perspective of the Special Service Bureau, tried to ask Mountain Eagle to park his motorcycle in a designated spot, a slender, dark-browed North Korean man approached Mountain Eagle...

Seeing Mountain Eagle's somewhat scruffy appearance, the North Korean man smiled, waved to the security chief to take care of Mountain Eagle's motorcycle, and then said to Mountain Eagle, "Our boss says that no matter when you arrive, we should notify her immediately.

She is resting on the second floor of the villa, please follow me."

As the man with dark brows glanced at Mountain Eagle's lower back, he shook his head and said, "Don't scare the guests inside, I'll take care of this for you..."

Mountain Eagle liked the attitude of the man with dark brows, neither servile nor overbearing, polite and respectful. Amid the security chief's surprised expression, Mountain Eagle handed over the pistol from his lower back to the man and said with a smile, "We came all the way on a plane, but I still don't know your name?"

The man, not very tall but with an undeniable sharpness about him, extended his hand and said, "My name is Jin Dacheng."

Mountain Eagle shook hands with Jin Dacheng, felt the firmness of his grip, and then said with a smile, "It seems I underestimated the dangers your boss faces at work. Otherwise, she wouldn't need someone as capable as you for a bodyguard."

Facing Mountain Eagle's straightforward compliment, Jin Dacheng smiled and gestured invitingly, saying, "Actually, our job is quite easy. Usually, it's just about dealing with minor nuisances for the boss, though it gets a bit busier here in the United States..."

Mountain Eagle frowned slightly, and while following Jin Dacheng asked, "Your boss is also in trouble?"

Jin Dacheng shook his head slightly and said, "Not a big trouble..."

Then, those unusually large eyes for a North Korean sparkled with a chill, as he said, "Being of Asian descent in a predominantly white country always involves facing various challenges.

I've heard about what happened to you, and although our boss hasn't mentioned it, I can tell she's a bit worried.

If you need help, you can tell her directly. I am willing to assist!"

Mountain Eagle looked around at the intoxicated revelry, nodded slightly, and said, "If needed, I will..."

There were no guests on the second floor of the villa. Li Chengji, dressed in a golden backless evening gown, stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, observing the scene in the yard.

Mountain Eagle joined Li Chengji by her side, looking in the direction of her gaze...

A few young men and women were sharing some pink pills, washing them down with beer, not even waiting for the drugs to take effect before they started dancing excitedly to the music.

In the encouraging shouts from the crowd, two rather bold women took off their bikini tops and threw them on the ground, as people around them poured champagne over their heads, inciting even more fervent cheers.

Mountain Eagle, no stranger to the scene, used to be a VIP at a nightclub called K, and had witnessed even more outrageous events, but those were in a relatively closed space...

Everyone would go in dressed up and come out looking proper, whatever happened in those private rooms stayed inside.

But like in old America, displaying primal desires so openly outdoors was something he truly hadn't seen before.

"I didn't expect you to enjoy these, I thought being from North Korea you'd be somewhat conservative..."

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