Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 210 Surrender
There are nearly 20 people lurking on the north side of the factory...

Before Shanying launched the raid, they had been waiting for Shanying to take the initiative to attack the factory.

Bolonikov had a very good idea. As long as the enemy was lured out, he could hold them back even if there were not enough people inside the factory.

By then, the twenty people in the north, plus the real reinforcements in the south, will be able to encircle the opponents from three directions and kill them in the factory.

Unfortunately, Bolonikov’s combat wisdom only reaches this limit!
The Russians' war really has nothing to do with "flexibility"...

Not to mention that Bolotnikov was an amateur, looking at their history since the beginning of World War II, except for crushing battles, when the strength of the two sides was not much different, whenever they encountered an enemy force that was good at flanking and infiltrating, they would be beaten badly.

There are some national characteristics involved here. From one-on-one fights to frontal attacks by small troops, the Russians are basically not at a disadvantage.

But when these guys who are used to being aggressive meet the mountain eagle with open eyes, they are doomed to be in trouble.

While they were waiting for the signal from the factory, the team's young machine gunner actually lit a cigarette, took a selfie, and sent it to his girlfriend.

Soon the machine gunner's cell phone lit up. He opened it and found that it contained a half-naked photo sent by his 160-pound girlfriend.

Looking at the girlfriend in the photo, the itchy machine gunner touched his assault comrade next to him...

"FUCK, my girlfriend needs me, why the fuck am I here?"

He also showed his opponent a photo of his girlfriend's seductive half-naked photo...

Just as the assaulter snatched the phone and wanted to take a closer look, a bullet hit the young machine gunner's cheekbone.

The machine gunner's cheekbone sank visibly, and then the right back of his head suddenly exploded. A large amount of brain tissue mixed with blood gushed out and swept onto the assaulter's face.

The assaulter, attracted by the nude photos, had no time to react before he heard a gunshot, and then his eyes were blurred by the blood spurting from the machine gunner's head...

Just when he was about to yell, rhythmic gunshots were heard simultaneously at the 9 o'clock and 6 o'clock directions of their location.

The crossfire formed by attacks from two directions covered the position of the team. The first wave of offensive caused great losses to the support team, which was positioned very densely.

The leader of the support team was stunned when he first encountered the attack. He fell to the ground subconsciously and completely forgot to command his men to act.

It was not until the sixth man was knocked down that the veteran, who had retired for many years, reacted and fired a few shots at the 6 o'clock direction, then shouted loudly: "The enemy is behind us, everyone lie down, find cover, machine gunners open fire..."

At this time, the attack position of Mountain Eagle and his team had shifted 60 degrees clockwise and was closer to the position of the support team.

The Butcher and the Mailbox moved from the 6 o'clock direction to the 8 o'clock direction, and launched a strong suppression from a high position only about 30 meters away from the support team.

In the previous rounds of battles, because Mailbox himself used too much force, not only was the barrel of the Minimi machine gun broken, but there were also problems with the ammunition supply.

However, although the first wave of American soldiers who were ambushed by them did not have American-made machine guns, they did have two RPK-16 light machine guns that were mass-produced and equipped to the troops, as well as 10 96-round drums and a large amount of ammunition.

Those who have been using PKM or PKP machine guns for a long time are still not satisfied with this small-caliber light machine gun.

However, he did not have many choices on the battlefield. In order to provide the team with sufficient suppressive firepower, he persuaded the Butcher to switch to RPK-16 with him.

The firepower of two RPK-96s equipped with 16-round drum magazines burst out from a distance of about meters, making the location of the factory volunteer team like a rainstorm. The dozen or so gunmen could not even raise their heads, let alone launch a random counterattack.

Just as the commander of the volunteer team was trying to get everyone to retreat towards the factory, the Mountain Eagle and the Pirates suddenly appeared from the one o'clock direction like ghosts and threw out defensive grenades...

The grenade landed in the center of the support team's position. A gunner who was lying behind a piece of rotten wood saw the grenade, roared, and rolled to the side with all his might.

"boom"

"boom"

The gunman who was trying to dodge shook his body as he tumbled, and then the rifle in his hand that was tumbling along with him suddenly went off, hitting his companion in front of him...

"what……"

As various screams and howls broke out, Mountain Eagle and the Pirates leaned out from a shallow ditch only about 15 meters away from them. Just as they were about to shoot, they saw several surviving gunmen throw their guns out, and then shouts of surrender rang out in the woods...

"Don't shoot, we surrender..."

"Stop fighting, we surrender..."

"Stop fighting, we are from the 'Anti-Terrorist Group', we surrender..."

Shanying, who was about to finish the cleanup, was stunned by this situation. He pulled the pirates back to the shallow ditch, lay on the ground, held the radio and shouted: "Cease fire, cease fire...

Who knows what a 'counter-terrorist group' is?"

Soon the sound of elk came over the radio…

"'Anti-terror Group' is a well-known security company in Russia. They provide security services to many wealthy people in Russia, and also provide anti-terrorism and security consulting services to some international groups in Russia."

After hearing this, Mountain Eagle frowned and asked, "Does security services also include what they are doing now?" Elk sneered and said, "Serving the rich in Russia, how could they make it without similar value-added projects?"

Shanying looked through his tactical glasses at the embarrassed guys not far away. He frowned and said, "People from a legitimate company are doing shady work in Moscow. These guys are really brave!"

As a big Russian, Elk sighed slightly and said, “If you look at the shareholder lists of those large security companies, you will know why they are so lawless.

Mountain Eagle, kill them, the enemies in front are speeding up..."

After Shanying heard this, he shook his head and said, "Why should we kill them? If they are all dead, who will make me famous?"

Shanying pushed the pirate beside him, then slowly stood up, raised his gun and shouted loudly: "Lie on the ground with your hands on your heads..."

The pirate next to him saw that the panicked guys didn't seem to hear the boss's words clearly, so he fired three bullets at a tree...

Seeing the guy next to the tree restrain his instinct, close his eyes and raise his hands to scream, the pirate shouted at the top of his voice: "Lie on the ground, put your hands on your head..."

They surrendered before the Mountain Eagle's final assault was completed. There were only 12 people left alive in this wave of "anti-terrorist group", two of whom were seriously injured and dying, three were slightly injured, and the rest were fine.

The butcher and his men also rushed out from their hiding place, quickly confiscated the weapons from these guys, and then made them sit on the ground back to back.

Seeing a group of guys sitting on the ground with their heads down like quails, Shanying simply checked the two seriously injured and three slightly injured, and then asked the butcher to stop the bleeding for them according to the situation...

Shanying then took a look at the mailbox that held the confiscated PKM and said to the gunmen who were "giving tenderness" with a smile: "Call your boss..."

A group of prisoners looked at the Eagle with a skull mask with slightly horrified eyes. One of them, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a traditional Russian gangster, took out his cell phone and made a call with some trembling...

Shanying had no intention of hurting them. He patiently waited for the middle-aged man to explain their current situation to his boss, then he took the call...

"Hello sir, my name is Shanying, and I have you in my hands..."

Before Shanying could finish his words, the person on the other end of the phone said in a sinister voice: "You will pay the price for your reckless behavior. We will find you..."

Shanying sneered and said, "Excuse me...

As a qualified and formal security company in Greater Russia, the "Anti-Terrorism Group" assisted the terrorist Bolotnikoff in trafficking women and children within Moscow, and also participated in the kidnapping of Mr. S Nden.

Who is the reckless one between us? "

The shit pot that Shanying put on the other party's head made the person on the other end of the phone stunned for a moment...

He obviously knew what S N Deng stood for, so he slowed down his tone and said, "We don't know what S N Deng is. We are just following the contract to protect the safety of Mr. Bolotnikoff, a legitimate businessman."

When Shanying heard that the other party had softened, he smiled and said, "Then you should carefully review the customer's qualifications...

Do you want me to call an ambulance for your people and notify the security department?"

The other party obviously heard that Shanying was not going to turn hostile, and he said in a deep voice: "What do you want in exchange for releasing my people?"

Shanying said with a smile: "I have released the people from the Iron Cavalry Company before, and now I am also happy to release the people from the 'Anti-Terrorism Group'.

As a condition, I need to see a report in the newspaper the day after tomorrow at the latest that you have donated 1000 million rubles to the orphanage.

Sir, you have 12 men left, two of whom are seriously injured, but if they can get to the hospital as soon as possible, they can still be saved. "

Shanying's barely even conditional condition caused silence on the other end of the line for several minutes...

"What do you want, you lunatic?"

Shanying laughed and said, "Let me remind you that our conversation has been recorded. You just need to answer me whether you agree or not..."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds again, and finally said with gritted teeth: "We agree, you can release him.

I hope we have a chance to meet. My colleagues and I especially want to get to know people like you who are passionate about public welfare. "

Shanying could hear the pain in his opponent's voice. He laughed and said, "No need. On behalf of the children in the orphanage, I would like to thank the Anti-Terrorism Group for its generosity!"

After saying that, Shanying hung up the phone, threw the phone to its original owner, and said with a smile: "Carry the wounded and lead them away from the north.

You guys are driving too, if you drive a little faster, your comrades can still be saved!"

Seeing the prisoners carrying the wounded and disappearing into the woods in a panic, the butcher frowned and said, "Boss, what good is this doing for you?"

When Shanying heard the butcher's question, he waved his hand and said with a smile, "Is 'fame' considered a benefit?

Is it a benefit for those orphanages to receive donations?

The risk of asking for money is uncontrollable for me, but asking them to donate money is different..."

(End of this chapter)