Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 322 Depressed Seal

Shanying met up with SEAL Team 6 who came to help at the highway intersection in Samutprakarn Province...

Seeing Sam getting out of the car with a complicated expression and walking towards him, Shanying waved through the car window and said, "Hey, Sam..."

Sam walked over to the side of the van, pointed to the back seat and said, “Can I get in?

It’s not convenient to park here, we’ll talk about the details on the way.”

The Eagle knew what Sam wanted to do. He waved his hand to signal the Pigeon to open the door and let Sam get in...

Before getting in the car, Sam gestured to his companion to follow, then sat down in the car and closed the door with force.

They were not in a hurry to talk to Shanying, but turned around and looked at the two people in the back seat.

"Are they the Knights of the Round Table?"

Shanying turned around and said with a smile: "Yes, let me introduce you. This is the team doctor of the Knights of the Round Table, Tailor. The one lying down is called Robin, and he should be an assaulter."

Sam listened, nodded slightly, and suddenly turned over and punched the tailor in the face. Then he rushed to the back seat, grabbed the tailor's neck, and punched him in the face again and again...

"FUCK you son of a bitch mercenaries..."

The tailor had no way to fight back. After being hit a few times, he simply stopped dodging and stiffened his neck to stare at the furious Sam, baring his bloody teeth and shouting fiercely, "Come on...

Do you think you bitches are nobler than us?

Did you kill fewer people than we did? Did all those people deserve to die when you were on duty?
We are mercenaries working for money, what are you?
You guys don’t even have any fucking money, but you’re doing the same job as me!

Don't think I don't know what the SEALs have done. I've worked in Mexico and Colombia. Haven't you done enough dirty work for the CIA?

How many people have you killed in the Middle East? You sons of bitches take pictures with corpses and humiliate other people's corpses. Do you think only you know? "

As Sam was stunned, the tailor spat a mouthful of blood in his face and shouted, "There is no fundamental difference between you and us, we are all beasts!

It's just that there are reins tied around your necks, and you bite whoever the person holding the reins tells you to bite.

At least we are free!
FUCK YOU seal, FUCK YOU…”

Sam was not angry after being counterattacked. He broke the tailor's nose with a punch and said, "I can tell anyone what my job is. Anyone who asks me can proudly say that I am proud of my job...

Do you dare to tell your family and children what you do?"

The tailor sneered and said, "Is it fun to lie to yourself?

Family? Children?
Can a person who works away from home for 200 days a year really protect his family?

You'll miss all of your kids' important moments, and your wife will love someone who can be there for her.

Then one day you suddenly realize that your so-called family and children don’t need you at all, and society doesn’t need you either. When you want to make up for it, you find that you can’t even afford to send your children to college.”

The tailor looked at Sam, whose expression suddenly froze, and sneered, "We are no different!"

Shanying, who was sitting in the front seat, looked at Sam with a complicated expression. He shook his head and said, "It's different. Mercenaries don't have human rights, but soldiers are different...

Soldiers and mercenaries are both knives, but soldiers serve the government.

Maybe they meet some fucked up politicians or commanders, maybe there are bastards among them, maybe some of the things they do are evil, but you can't deny that they are serving their country.

Of course, it is also possible that it is to serve some powerful people!

But one thing is certain, they don’t work just for themselves!
I don't like American soldiers either. If I meet them on the battlefield, I will shoot them without hesitation. In fact, I have done this in Moscow.

But if you say that mercenaries are the same as soldiers, then you are definitely deceiving yourself.

It's like you are a prisoner now, and this guy is also shooting and killing people in Thailand, but he is free.

You are doing the same thing, but he is not doing it for himself, so the results are very different!"

After hearing this, Sam sat back down between the pigeon and Dalia, looked at the eagle and said, "Are you mocking me?"

Shanying shook his head and said, "As a Thai policeman, it's already very polite of me to just mock you.

You must know what you are doing now..."

Sam looked back at the tailor who was bleeding from his mouth and nose after being beaten by him. He shook his head with a complicated expression, then looked at Shanying and said, "Someone informed me that I need to assist you in completing a hostage rescue mission, and then I need to stay by your side until a transaction is completed."

Shanying reached out and took out the black notebook, shook it, and then stuffed it into the inner pocket of his tactical vest, saying, "This is what those people want. It's very important and it concerns the positions and even life and death of many people, so I decided to take it out for a trade.

You should thank me, I helped you get this thing back..."

Sam felt very angry. One person in his own team was seriously injured and one was slightly injured. Team A sacrificed one person, one was seriously injured, and two were slightly injured.

They took a huge risk and completed a high-quality raid. Afterwards, he repeatedly warned his advisor Kate, but was treated as an outsider. In the end, Kate made trouble, and they, the SEALs, had to take the blame and even clean up the mess.

Sam sighed somewhat dejectedly and said, “Tell me about your story, who was kidnapped?

Where is he? How many people are there on the other side? "

Shanying shook his head and said, "The person who was kidnapped is the pregnant girlfriend of Tagore Paisko, the deputy director of the Criminal Investigation Bureau. The kidnapper is Martin Lee, a subordinate of a Southeast Asian underground financial tycoon.

They want the information...

I don’t know exactly how many people there are, I can only check when I get there.”

Sam quickly got into work mode. He frowned and said, "That's all?"

Shanying nodded and said, “That’s all, but it’s enough for me!
If it’s not enough, I’m sure you can fill the gap!”

Sam rubbed his temple vigorously and said, "What are the mission requirements?"

Shanying saw the butcher make a gesture and turn off the lights of the van, then turned into a small road. He turned to look at Sam and said, "We are almost there...

The only purpose of this mission is to rescue the hostages safely!"

Sam actually didn't have any feelings about the mission itself, because they had experienced similar things many times...

He looked at Shanying's serious expression and said in a deep voice, "What are the rules of engagement?"

Shanying pursed his lips and said fiercely: "They are basically in the same group with the terrorists we fought before. The guys who hired the Knights of the Round Table are partners with the bosses of the kidnappers we are about to face.

The guy who kidnapped the pregnant woman is a waste of food if he is alive, so kill him without mercy!"

Sam listened, nodded with a heavy expression, and said, "I need some proof that your actions are authorized and legal..."

When Shanying heard this, he sneered and said, "Are you a fucking Boy Scout? Proof? Can I write you a letter of guarantee?
Did those people tell you that you had to obey me until my deal with them was done?"

Sam shook his head and said, "They just want me to help you rescue the hostages and then follow you..."

Shanying smiled maliciously and said, "If you don't listen to me, I won't let you follow me...

This is Thailand, and I have a hundred ways to get rid of you.

Dude, don't look like you've been wronged, show your professionalism!
The mission was successful. I asked the hostage to send a thank-you letter to your family and ask her to tell your children that you are not a villain flying around the world killing people, but a hero who protects the weak. "

Sam really had no way to deal with the mountain eagle. He sighed dejectedly, looked at the area on the right side of the road that was emitting a fishy smell, and said, "The terrain here is complicated. My people brought drones, and they can conduct covert reconnaissance...

If there aren't too many kidnappers, it shouldn't be that difficult."

Shanying likes this kind of professionals. In fact, his crow has already found the location of the seafood processing plant, but this does not prevent him from listening to the opinions of professionals. After all, the other side has a lot of people.

Several cars were parked on a remote road about 500 meters away from the seafood processing plant. It was around 3 a.m. and there were no pedestrians on the road.

The so-called seafood processing plant does not exist alone, but is connected to a large market that processes and sells seafood.

If we simply discuss the terrain, it is actually beneficial for infiltration and rescue.

But the bad thing is that the number of opponents is a bit too large. Once they are discovered in advance and an exchange of fire occurs, the risk of street fighting in such a complex area will be very high, and the hostages will be in danger.

After getting out of the car, Dove and two SEAL snipers sneaked into the market immediately and found a suitable location.

Michael, No. 4 of Charlie's team and the only black man, released a drone that flew over the target area.

The seafood processing plant covers an area of about 2000 square meters, with a factory building with an asbestos roof, a warehouse, a staff dormitory, and a house similar to an exhibition hall.

The four houses are grouped together with a large yard in the middle.

The factory has two gates at the front and back, and is surrounded by 3-meter-high barbed wire walls on three sides.

Next to the front exhibition hall is the passage for people to enter and exit the factory. This is the only place without a wall and is blocked by a three-meter-high iron railing. Two big dogs are tied up inside, and four people are standing there chatting and keeping watch.

Behind it is a freight entrance and exit that can accommodate trucks. The large iron gate that can only be opened inward is closed. Not only are there four people guarding inside, but there are also four people standing guard on the roadside outside the gate.

In the central yard of the factory, eight people were lying on simple recliners, using the cool night breeze to drive away the heat. Rifles were placed on the ground beside them.

Through the infrared observation of the drone, it was found that the air-conditioning unit outside the front exhibition hall was operating, which means that there were people inside.

Twenty people have been seen so far, and there should be more hostages in the cooler areas inside the exhibition hall. The hostages are most likely in the seafood exhibition hall.

The butcher was very interested in the drone. He stood beside the black man Michael and watched for a while. He shook his head with a complicated expression, then looked at Shanying and said, "Boss, these people are not ordinary kidnappers, but professional mercenaries..."

(End of this chapter)