Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 388: Inhuman Monster
The so-called wait by the gray wolf was not too long...

After the others searched most of the buildings within the airport and rescued all the survivors, the jungle ant mercenary began to roar in pain.

This time it was indeed because of pain!
Broken ribs, dislocated shoulders, shattered wrists, a torn-off ear, and a lost eye.

This guy just screamed twice and didn't faint immediately. He is already much stronger than an ordinary soldier.

Shanying checked all the survivors, lent them his satellite phone, asked them to call the police, and then asked the middle-aged person in charge of the airport to help refuel Kirilenko's plane.

While waiting, the mountain eagle squatted in front of the jungle ant mercenaries...

Looking at this guy with obvious Latino features and a cross hanging around his neck, Shanying said a few words in English, and then suddenly switched to Spanish...

“Do you believe in God?”

Even when the Jungle Ant Mercenary was in extreme pain, the viciousness in his eyes never faded, but when he heard the word "God", his eyes froze instantly.

Shanying saw that it seemed to have some effect, so he continued, “If God exists, then hell exists.

You’re going to hell!”

The mountain eagle's tone was not fierce at all, but the one eye of this jungle ant, who was obviously not afraid of death, revealed a look of fear.

"How many of you are there? Where are the rest?
Where are you going next and what mission will you carry out?"

Shanying looked at the mercenary who remained silent. He shook his head with regret and said, "You are dead, but you still have a chance to repent before you die...

Confess your sins to God and ask for His forgiveness.

There is a priest in the airport. If you answer my questions honestly, I will let him come in and give you a deathbed confession."

It is sometimes difficult for atheists to understand the logic of these believers’ behavior…

This jungle ant is obviously not afraid of death, but he is very scared when he hears "go to hell"!
Perhaps in his heart, the pain and cruelty in the world will end on the day his life ends. He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of the endless pain in hell.

Looking at the jungle ants that were clearly beginning to waver, Mountain Eagle asked, "How many of you are there?"

The mercenary was lying on the ground, his eyes somewhat confused as he subconsciously said: "200 people..."

This number surprised Shanying, and he quickly asked, "Where are the remaining people?"

"Boat……"

Mountain Eagle frowned and asked, "Where will they go?"

"Alaska..."

Shanying then asked: "What is their mission?"

Shanying's words stunned the mercenary for a moment, and then he seemed to have triggered some kind of body mechanism and woke up instantly. The huge pain in his body swept through his nerves again...

But this time the mercenary did not scream. Instead, he stared at the mountain eagle with vicious eyes and uttered a series of curses in Spanish with a heavy accent...

There is no way to ask this...

Considering the extent of this guy's injuries, inflicting pain on him is pointless and might even be helping him get relief.

Shanying stood up, shook his head, and strode out of the room, leaving the space to the owner of the room, the battered man.

The moment the mountain eagle went out, a crazy roar was heard...

He didn't need to look back to know what was happening inside. Thinking about the meaningless hatred and killing caused by the jungle ant mercenary, he looked at the gray wolf next to him with a little curiosity and asked, "What's going on with the jungle ants?
Why do I feel that guy is crazy, and he wants to drag everyone else crazy with him."

Gray Wolf withdrew his gaze from the room. As he walked, he said, "The worker ants of the jungle ants are all crazy!"

Gray Wolf looked at the obviously curious Mountain Eagle and organized his words, saying, "There are many types of mercenaries, and jungle ants are the most brutal of them...

Ordinary mercenaries are just a few people who can use guns and gather together to take jobs.

Or you can take a gun and find an intermediary to go to a country to join the war.

Most of these mercenaries have a military background. Most of them do it for money, and a few do it because the battlefield is a lawless place where they can vent their cruelty without restraint.

Jungle ants are a bit like those large mercenary groups, except that those regular large companies recruit suitable personnel from the society, while jungle ants train their own soldiers.

More than a decade ago, a group of Venezuelan special forces broke away from the army and entered the jungle. They collected desperate criminals and orphans from all over South America and brought them together for training..."

Shanying heard this and frowned, saying, "Do we need to add human experiments to the training?"

Gray Wolf nodded and said, "Organizations like Jungle Ants are the best partners for pharmaceutical companies.

Pharmaceutical companies give them a little sponsorship and then get them to cooperate in human experiments.

This situation is very common in all war-torn areas. Now there are a large number of medical virus laboratories stationed in Ukraine, because not only are there chaos there, but there are also sufficient test subjects that will not cause them legal problems.

It’s just that Jungle Ant is the most radical one among them!” After Shanying heard this, he realized something and asked curiously, “What is the business model of Jungle Ant?
This kind of mercenary organization with external support can easily become a warlord in a place like Venezuela. Is it necessary for them to go out and take on missions?"

Gray Wolf listened, shook his head and said: "Jungle Ants are not warlords, their main business is not to accept missions, but to sell finished mercenaries.

For a guy like the one just now, their quote should be between 5000 and 8000 US dollars.

These people have been under the control of drugs and brainwashed for a long time, and have also received high-intensity military training, so their life span is very short.

Moreover, due to their violent and crazy behaviors, they cannot enter normal society, which limits the scope of their use.

However, South American drug lords like to use such people. When I was fighting a drug lord in Peru, I encountered jungle ants.

They seem to just need excitement and killing, like a group of mad dogs, and only high-purity drugs can calm them down. "

The mountain eagle understood immediately...

"cannon fodder!"

When these test subjects reach a certain stage, they will be resold and become cannon fodder!
These cannon fodders probably know deep down that they have no future, so they act crazy.

Creating pain will make them feel more balanced, just like those bastards who commit murders in front of kindergartens or schools, they are both pathetic and hateful.

The gray wolf glanced at the mountain eagle who was lost in thought, and said in a deep voice: "Jungle ants are troublesome because they are not afraid of death...

The reason they are worthless is that they are not completely under control, and once they get carried away, things will get out of hand.

Black Fox must have some special purpose in using them."

Gray Wolf rubbed his hands and said, "That guy just said there were 200 jungle ants. I don't think there are that many...

Jungle ants are indeed not worth much, but more than two hundred of them are the total output of their two years.

These "worker ants" are just mad dogs that have received general military training. Any regular police force or military organization, if fully equipped, can kill them.

There is not much point in having too many of these cannon fodder.

We killed dozens of them on Koh Lipe, and here we have a dozen dead. If Black Fox really bought 200 jungle ants, then they probably only have about a hundred left.”

Shanying heard this and frowned, saying, "What does he need these hundred or so cannon fodders for?
A man like Black Fox couldn't really expect these lunatics to help him accomplish anything big.

The only effect of sending such people to most countries is to create chaos, and there won't be much benefit...

The place where they can play their role must be far away from the law and civilization. "

The Mountain Eagle and the Gray Wolf looked at each other and said almost in unison: "Alaska..."

The only place Mountain Eagle could think of that was related to the Arctic fox and where it could serve as cannon fodder was Alaska.

Except for a few larger towns, most areas in that place do not even have basic road transportation, and most of them rely on ships and small planes for transportation.

There is no such thing as police or army!
Except for larger towns, other places where people gather are basically private areas. It is common to have only one household within a radius of dozens of kilometers.

June to November every year is the peak tourist season in Alaska. Most of the security forces in the entire state of Alaska are concentrated on certain routes, and other places are almost undefended.

If more than a hundred jungle ants were sent in during this period, there would definitely be a lot of bloodshed...

The Mountain Eagle had no way of guessing how the Black Fox specifically intended to target the Arctic Fox, but as long as it defined these jungle ants as cannon fodder, it would simply be a matter of attracting the Arctic Fox to strangle them, and then launching a surprise attack from the flank.

The outcome of this matter was easy to judge, but Shanying had no idea how the specific process was carried out and whether there were other people involved.

Anyway, Shanying felt that there must be other reasons, because the Black Fox's arrangement was obviously not just to solve the problem of Sden, and targeting the Arctic Fox was like taking off pants to fart...

The cost of going through such a big circle is terrifying, so there must be benefits involved that he cannot understand.

Compared to others, Mountain Eagle's goal is simpler, so he has a more objective evaluation of Black Fox and can make more objective judgments.

Leaving the aftermath to the grieving locals, Mountain Eagle once again boarded Kirilenko's plane.

Seeing the unhappy look on the fat man Kirilenko's face, Shanying took out a stack of US dollars from his bag and threw it to him, saying with a smile: "Send us to the vicinity of Kuala Lumpur..."

Kirilenko held the dollar to his nose and sniffed it. He sighed comfortably and said, "What are you doing there?"

Shanying looked back at Gray Wolf and the others who were boarding the plane one after another. He smiled and said, "Of course, we're going to the airport in Kuala Lumpur..."

Kirilenko heard this and asked curiously: "If you want to fly long-distance routes, why don't you consider our M.A...

Wherever you want to go, as long as you pay enough money, we can take you there. "

Shanying looked at Kirilenko, who looked greedy, and said with a smile: "I haven't thought about it yet, so I want to go to the airport in Kuala Lumpur to find some inspiration..."

(End of this chapter)