Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 651 Tracking the Killer

After getting Kobe's promise, the Eagles finally smiled...

Through crow surveillance, it was discovered that the ambulance had arrived at an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Anchorage. Mountain Eagle directed the donkey driving the car to speed up and arrive at the outskirts of the factory.

Donkey parked the car in a relatively hidden place, then began to use the crow's perspective to conduct a quick reconnaissance and locked the location of the ambulance and those people.

While the donkey was staring at each other, the Mountain Eagle pushed the door, got out of the car, and came to the trunk. After opening the trunk and fiddling with it for a while, he took out a large bag full of equipment.

Carrying a large bag, Shanying came to the side of the cab, took out a fully equipped UMP45 with a silencer, several full magazines and a bulletproof vest and handed them to Donkey, then took a look at the black spot on his shirt and said with a smile: "You still have to wear a bulletproof vest!
The bulletproof suit is effective, but it is useless against military-spec weapons."

Donkey touched his chest which had been stuffy for a while, then said with a wry smile: "I used to complain that a suit worth tens of thousands of dollars was a waste of money, but now I have changed my mind.

This thing can make me feel safe!"

Donkey took off his suit jacket, picked up the bulletproof vest and put it on neatly, then patted his chest and said with a smile: "It does feel a little better this way!
But boss, should we wait a while, it would be best if we could find a few people to support us.

There are quite a lot of people on the other side...

I don't doubt your fighting ability, boss, but this time we want to capture him alive, right?"

Shanying nodded slightly and said, "I have informed Dalia that the butcher and his men have already gotten off the plane. The private airport we acquired is very close to here, and they will be able to reach us within half an hour.

I'm not in a hurry, these people can't run away..."

When Donkey heard that the boss didn't want to fight, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Boss, there are other vehicles in the factory. The other party should be planning to change equipment and vehicles here and then flee in different places.

The actions of these people seem very professional and experienced. They are either from the national team or members of some professional assassin organizations."

Shanying threw his coat into the car, then changed himself into a tactical vest. He fiddled with the UMP45 in his hand and said with a smile, "I am the killer of the 'Ladder of Light'!
The Stairs of Light, led by the Ravenston family, should be an important fighting force of the Edward Foundation.

A business alliance includes the assassin organization of the Ravenston family, the underground bank of the Kaufman family, and the "Devil Group" owned by the alliance...

This group of people's so-called business alliance is definitely not doing business honestly!"

As he spoke, Shanying hung a gun bag on his shoulder, then smiled at the donkey and said, "Keep an eye on those people and notify me if there is any movement.

I'll go around the outside of the factory and wait for the butchers to arrive before we take action.

This time I’m going to put Bright Stairs on the menu of the Department of Homeland Security…”

…………

While the mountain eagle was circling outside, people inside the factory were also taking action...

The ambulance was parked in a factory building with leaks everywhere...

The black-haired woman with blood gushing out of her neck ignored the cold when she got out of the car. She quickly took off her police uniform and took out a set of the most common outdoor equipment from the trunk of a black car to change into.

The black-haired woman looked ordinary, but her body was quite explosive. When she was wearing only red lace underwear and bent over to look for clothes in the trunk, the ambulance driver grinned with a mouthful of yellow teeth and whistled at the black-haired woman's butt...

After hearing this, the woman in black turned her head to look at the yellow-toothed driver, then simply stood up, put one hand on her waist, and thrust her hips forward, posing in a standard model pose, showing every part of her body to the fullest.

Seeing the yellow-toothed driver's lecherous look, the black-haired woman blew a kiss with her left hand...

Just when the driver with yellow teeth thought he might have a chance, a tall man in police uniform walked to the side of the cab. He suddenly used the motion of carrying a cloth bag, pressed his shoulder against the driver's chin and neck, bent his right arm to lock the driver's neck, and then pulled his right wrist with his left hand and pulled it down hard...

The driver with yellow teeth, who was tied to his seat by a seat belt, had no time to react. He struggled instinctively and then felt dizzy, and soon lost consciousness...

The tall man waited until the yellow-toothed driver stopped breathing before loosening his arms...

He glanced at the yellow-toothed driver's neck, which was obviously dislocated, and finally twisted the dislocated neck 180 degrees carefully. Then he said to the almost naked black-haired woman, "It's minus 3 degrees now. Are you sure you want to continue like this?"

The black-haired woman looked at the tall man who didn't understand romance. Just as she was about to say something, she heard the back door of the ambulance being pushed open forcefully...

The other two white men jumped out of the car. One of them was a younger guy covered in blood. He looked back at the four bodies of emergency workers piled up in the ambulance, walked over to the black-haired woman, touched her butt, leaving a red handprint, and then said with a smile: "What on earth is this thing? It looks like the real thing..."

The black-haired woman frowned and pushed the young man, then wiped her body with a piece of cloth, found some clothes and quickly put them on, then said, "This is a movie prop I asked someone to make for me, but the blood inside is real human blood..."

The young man who was about to put his bloody finger into his mouth to taste it froze for a moment, then picked up a towel and wiped the blood off his body while cursing, "You're fucking crazy! Blood stains are hard to wash off."

The tall man who killed the driver walked over with a frown on his face and said in a deep voice, "Stop talking nonsense and clean it up quickly!

We still have an hour before dark, and we have to leave for the private airport designated by the headquarters, then turn to inland Fairbanks, and then find another plane to leave Canada."

The young man listened and said a little unhappy: "Why take a plane? Anchorage must have banned all planes at this time. We can drive to Fairbanks by ourselves and then go to Canada from the highway.

The Alaska state troopers suck, we…”

The tall man frowned at the young man and said with disgust, “The Alaska State Police suck, but there’s only one highway from Alaska to Canada.

The snowstorm a few days ago has basically paralyzed the highway. If you want to be chased by a helicopter in two feet of snow, then go by yourself."

Upon hearing this, the young man sighed and said, "I hate coming to places like this to carry out missions. I hope the logistics of the headquarters can take care of us a little. I remember when I was interning in Columbia, they found me a speedboat with a motor problem...

I spent two days crawling in the mud to avoid the drug lord’s army.”

The young man raised his eyebrows at the black-haired woman and said with a smile: "I heard from my instructor that I have the best score in the Bright Ladder Killer test..."

The black-haired girl zipped up her top, covered her perky breasts with a thick windbreaker, and said in a hoarse voice, "James, is your instructor a bald sissy who likes to paint his nails?"

When the young man heard this, he said excitedly: "Yes, Shirley, you are also his student?
We should go have a drink together when we get out of this place!"

The black-haired girl Shirley smiled sarcastically and said, "I am not that guy's student, because he only takes in trash and teaches them how to complete tasks by selling their butts. And he says the same thing to everyone, 'You are the best'...

And those idiots who believed him are almost all dead now!"

The black-haired woman looked at the tall man and said, “William, can we kill him?
I have a feeling he will bring harm to all of us..."

The words of the black-haired girl Shirley made the young James nervously hold the pistol and jump back a step. Just when he wanted to speak, he felt someone hit his elbow, and then his whole arm seemed to be electrocuted and the pistol fell to the ground...

The middle-aged man who got off the car with James but remained silent had a numb face as if he had grown up in hardship...

This guy obviously has good-looking facial features, but there is a strong smell of bitterness all over his body, as if everyone owes him millions.

He glanced at the terrified James with a blank look, then walked to the trunk of the car, rummaging through clothes and said, "Speed up, I always feel like someone is watching us..."

The guy tossed a pistol and a radio to the brunette and said, "Now that you've changed, go take a look outside."

The black-haired woman took the things subconsciously and said with an unhappy look: "Hey, wooden man, I'm not your subordinate."

The wooden man stared at the black-haired woman for a few seconds until she lowered her head...

“We are just a temporary collaboration, but I don’t want you to get caught and implicate me.

This mission is not difficult, but the opponent we need to deal with is very dangerous...

Don't make mistakes, whoever makes a mistake will die! "

The black-haired woman frowned and looked at the wooden man with a strange expression and said, "The people from the Department of Homeland Security acted very amateurishly. Can a wooden man be nervous?"

The wooden man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, “How could you have such a misunderstanding about a department with an annual budget of $1030 billion?

If you keep saying stupid things like that, I'm going to kill you and leave!"

The wooden man glanced at the big William and said in a deep voice: “What’s going on?

Why would the headquarters send two guys who know nothing..."

William hesitated for a moment and said, "There is a madman in Los Angeles who is hunting down members of the Ravenston family. We lost a lot of people there, including more than a dozen good fighters of the same period as you and me."

William glanced at the black-haired girl Shirley and the young James, sighed, and said, "These two are the best we can find...

They are really good too!”

The wooden man quickened the speed of changing his clothes, shook his head and said, "The most important thing for a killer is never to kill someone, but to evacuate safely.

Being with them makes me feel like cannon fodder!

William, I only have half a year left on my contract before I can retire. I don’t want anything to go wrong before I get the pension they promised me! "

The dead air that naturally emanated from the wooden man when he spoke made the two younger killers shut up...

The black-haired woman pursed her thick lips and muttered something in a low voice, then walked out of the factory with a pistol and radio and began to check.

Just as the killers finished the meticulous cleaning and poured gasoline on the ambulance to set it on fire, there was a sudden crisp sound of a glass bottle exploding outside...

The wooden man seemed to have been electrocuted. He immediately jumped up and rushed to the car, trying to open the door...

"clatter"

A bullet hit the car door, leaving a small hole, and then a gunshot was heard in the distance...

"Sniper..."

"Clap clap clap clap..."

As the big guy William shouted for everyone to find cover, a series of bullets hit the ground around them...

Then he saw a tall figure dragging one of the legs of the black-haired girl Shirley and slowly stepping into the factory gate...

The butcher, the pirate, the mailbox, and the sled blocked the killers' escape space from two directions with guns...

The two sides were about 40 meters apart, and the AK rifles in the butcher's hands could cover most angles.

Shanying dragged the black-haired girl to a place outside the shooting range of the butchers, about ten meters away from the killers...

Seeing the three killers look nervous, Shanying dropped the black-haired woman's foot, spread his hands and said, "Would you rather follow me back obediently, or would you rather be like her and let me knock you out and take you back..."

William did not dare to point his guns at the murderous butchers. He leaned against the car, exchanged glances with the wooden man, and then looked at the mountain eagle and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Shanying put down the UMP45 in his hand, pushed the safety of the holster with his right hand, then stretched his shoulders and said with a smile: "My name is Shanying, I'm the one who hunted Ravenston in Los Angeles...

Oh, I’m also a temporary consultant to the Department of Homeland Security, and there’s an agent named Kobe Andrews who wants to talk to you…”

As he spoke, Shanying looked at the young man James who was clearly ready to make a move. He shook his head and said, "Don't be impulsive. Rushing into the temporary office of the Department of Homeland Security to kill someone is a felony, but as long as you have a good lawyer, you shouldn't be sentenced to death.

But if you shoot, that's a different matter!
Believe me, at such a close distance, your shooting speed is definitely not as fast as ours...

But I can give you a chance, one on one...

I will let anyone who can defeat me go!"

(End of this chapter)