Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger

Chapter 594: Burning Los Angeles


Everyone changed clothes quickly...

Except for the people on Mountain Eagle's side, who under his persuasion went to Jin Dacheng's side to get a set of advanced bullet-proof vests, others didn't feel much about those fancy-looking things.

All the weapons used by Arctic Fox and the Round Table Knights are the most advanced on the market, and they seemed concerned that Mountain Eagle might be underprepared, so they brought some heavy firepower.

Besides their own equipment, each person from Arctic Fox brought an AT4 rocket launcher and several defensive hand grenades, clearly prepared to put in the effort to assist Mountain Eagle in the assault.

The Round Table Knights went a bit overboard; besides their own weapons, Galahad brought a reconnaissance drone, while Lamalock even brought an 81mm mortar and two boxes of ammunition.

Additionally, there are two helicopters on the scene, along with the huge amount of ammunition brought by Mountain Eagle; this seems like a moderately large conflict in the world today.

Mountain Eagle, relying on his advantage in technology, first integrated everyone's radio channels, then stood by the engine of a modified pickup and gathered everyone together...

Seeing a group of renowned strongmen gathered around him, Mountain Eagle placed a tactical computer on the engine, pointed at a mountaintop building on the green screen, and said: "This is my target...

There's only one road leading to the top, the enemy will certainly focus their defenses on both sides of the road, they have far more people than us, so a direct assault is disadvantageous.

Therefore, we'll split into teams!"

Saying this, Mountain Eagle glanced at Butcher and said: "This is my battle, so Butcher and I will form Team A.

I'm A1, Butcher is A2..."

Silver Fox, after Mountain Eagle finished talking, raised his hand assertively and said: "Arctic Fox will be Team B, I'm B1, Ham is B2..."

Galahad said helplessly: "I'm too old, charging into battle doesn't suit me; our Holy Grail Team will be Team C.

Assault man Iron Hammer will be C1, Di Huo will be C2..."

Seeing that only a few old men and two women were left on the scene, Jin Dacheng decisively raised his hand and said: "We'll be Team D, I'm D1, my teammate Jin Zaiyin will be D2..."

After Jin Dacheng spoke, Mountain Eagle looked at Blood Fox and said: "Blood Fox, Eddie, Camel, Eagle Claw, Daria, Tiffany, Lilith, Sealion, Donkey, Galahad, Lamalock, you will form Team E...

Blood Fox is E1, Camel is E2..."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle sternly glared at the eager Tiffany and Lilith and said in a deep voice: "I'm the boss, what I say goes...

Look here, have you noticed anything?"

The ones from each team gathered around Mountain Eagle, looking at the tactical computer with red dots flashing around the target area from time to time...

Silver Fox said uncertainly: "Do the red dots represent radio signals?"

Mountain Eagle gave a thumbs up and said: "My drone has a multi-mode reconnaissance function...

But aside from the mountaintop and the area below the mountain where the Sinaloa Group's drug cartels are stationed, infrared reconnaissance has only collected over 40 heat signals around the mountainous road, and no other significant information.

These people aren't idiots; with more than 40 people trying to stop us, that's impossible.

Do you know what this means?"

Standing behind Mountain Eagle, Donkey said in a deep voice: "It means our opponents have infrared avoidance equipment...

In the past few hours, I've been observing the activity patterns of those radio signal points and listening to their communications; they have a total of 40 people, and I'm certain this group is absolutely members of current T1 level tactical special forces.

A portion of them speak Hebrew, I've done technical guidance in Israel, so I understand a bit of Hebrew...

These people call themselves the Demon Group!"

Mountain Eagle gave a thumbs-up to Donkey, then said solemnly: "The mountaintop here is a meteorological observation station, the building structure is very solid.

Vincent and the bodyguards of others are here, they have nearly 40 people in total; currently seen, except for the machine guns on the roof, there are no other heavy weapons.

In the area from the mountainside to the mountain foot road, according to radio signal calculations, they have nearly ninety people in total, and are definitely well-trained and well-equipped; before the battle, I can't even be sure if they have deployed heavy weaponry.

At the intersection a kilometer away from the mountain foot, there's the Sinaloa Group's gunmen, around 50 people in total, using automatic rifles and shotguns, no heavy weapons have been seen.

There are about two hundred armed personnel outside, a direct assault is impossible; we can only disperse the attack to divert their attention."

Silver Fox listened, frowned, and said: "We don't need to focus on that road, we can arrange some people to directly engage the enemy main force, I can cooperate with Team C to go up from behind.

Once we enter the observation station, we win!"

Mountain Eagle shook his head and said: "I don't think the enemy would overlook such a tactic...

Gentlemen, the enemy isn't terrorists without night vision goggles; they're top-notch experts who are prepared.

Surprising them doesn't apply here!"

He scanned the surroundings with a serious expression and said, "Teams A, B, C, D attack from four directions...

Team B will first take the helicopter to the north, walk through the forest to the base of the mountain, and then wait for a signal to attack upwards.

The highway is directly south, and I will handle this area. I will have Team E coordinate with me to first eliminate the Sinaloa Group's gunmen, and then confront them head-on.

Once I've taken out the Sinaloa gunmen, Teams C and D will maneuver from the land to approach from the east and west."

Upon hearing this, Galahad incredulously said, "You want to fight a positional battle?

We don't have enough people. The two helicopters don't have the right weapons, and without air support, this is an impossible mission."

Mountain Eagle spread his hands and said, "That mountain is a trap; the enemy is prepared for positional warfare, they won't leave us any loopholes.

I can only choose to confront them head-on!

And who said we don't have air support?"

With that, Mountain Eagle pushed past everyone and pulled out a box of 6 Spring Knife launchers and a box of 12 single-man Spearhead Missile launchers from the equipment, smiling, "Spring Knife 600, a suicide drone or also known as a loitering munition.

Spearhead Missile, range of 2.5 kilometers, semi-active infrared guidance mode. The power isn't great, but I believe the enemy didn't have time to build concrete bunkers.

The Spring Knife's loitering time is only 10-15 minutes. Once the battle starts, these Spring Knives will take off one by one, always keeping 3-6 in the air on standby.

Whenever you feel the need, just call Donkey over the radio, and he will control the Spring Knife 600 to bombard the target."

Silver Fox walked over to the Spring Knife launcher box curiously and asked, "Where did you get these?"

Silver Fox glanced at Donkey and said, "Can this thing hit accurately?

I've seen people use this in Afghanistan, the Spring Knife 300 has an explosive charge of 300 grams, so by the US Army's standards, it should be 600 grams.

If it can't hit accurately..."

Donkey hadn't used it before either, but he trusted the data on his tactical computer. Although he hadn't seen Crow, the boss's 'drone' function was too advanced.

With multi-mode reconnaissance, radio signal interception, and even air guidance functions, as long as the Spring Knife and Spearhead Missile manuals are reliable, precision hitting is basic operation.

Faced with Silver Fox's question, Donkey thought for a moment and said, "I trust these things, but if you have doubts, you can maintain a safe distance of 30 meters. As long as you keep that distance, I guarantee you won't get hurt."

With that, Donkey said seriously, "I'm a CCT, I can guide missiles from jets to hit targets; these small toys are no obstacle to me.

In fact, with the number of Spring Knives and Spearhead Missiles we have, if most of the enemy weren't hiding in the woods, we could directly attack from the front."

Mountain Eagle watched Silver Fox return to his position with a complex expression, and with a smile said, "Brother, these things are the future of soldiers. You have to get used to them, learn to use them, and then use them to gain an advantage on the battlefield..."

Silver Fox shook his head slightly and said, "I've asked around about the price of these integrated reconnaissance and attack drones...

This thing costs US$ 40,000 per shot, and with the accompanying tactical computer, it costs US$ 100,000 per launch.

The power of Spring Knife 600 is unclear, but the Spring Knife 300's power is only slightly greater than a hand grenade, only useful against unarmored targets.

And it's very difficult to buy this; through my channel, I would need to agree to conditions I don't like."

Mountain Eagle didn't delve deep into the Spring Knife issue with Silver Fox, and pointed to the machine gun and the automatic grenade launcher already mounted on the pickups, and said, "After Team E and I complete the first strike on the drug dealers, establish a cover on site, and also guard against reinforcements from the enemy...

No matter what preparations the enemy has, I want the fire support provided from the rear when I go up the mountain to keep the enemy's heads down.

These people didn't have much preparation time either. I bet they never expected me to get this much heavy firepower.

I'm not in a rush to claim victory. Once the fight starts, I will cut off all communication signals nearby, making it an isolated island.

These people see me as a small-time player, thinking a simple elite trap could finish me off...

I want everyone to abandon past special operations thinking and approach this as a positional battle!

I'm not in a hurry; we will slowly apply pressure, break them down, make them beg for mercy, and then show the harshest side of the battlefield to those watching this fight."

With that, Mountain Eagle raised his fist and looked at everyone, saying solemnly, "You are the true elites, so you won't let me down, right?"

Bomb enthusiast Lamalock, who had been inspecting the advanced weapons, was the first to bump fists with Mountain Eagle and said, "I like your approach. I brought a mortar, and I've always wanted to fire a few rounds in the United States in my life...

I bet tomorrow the United States Department of Homeland Security will go crazy, but you can handle it, right?"

Seeing more people bumping fists with him, Mountain Eagle laughed and said, "This isn't a battle I decided on, so their tolerance for me might be higher, but I probably won't be able to come to Los Angeles in the future!"

Then Mountain Eagle glanced at Butcher and the others, laughing, "But who cares, there's not much here that I'm attached to.

I just hope that when people mention me in the future, the first thing they think of is burning Los Angeles!"

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