Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger
Chapter 1070 - 1004: Martyr
Just as Miranda was about to drive out through another exit, Tiffany drove her car, grazing the feet of Old Man Camel and Eddie, and slam into the side of Miranda's vehicle.
Tiffany didn't choose to ram at high speed; instead, she stomped on the accelerator only when her car was pressing against Miranda's vehicle.
The Chevrolet Malibu unleashed all its power, forcefully pushing Miranda's car sideways to the wall, blocking all her escape routes.
Mountain Eagle glanced at Camel and Eddie chasing them in a sorry state through the rearview mirror. He patted Tiffany on the shoulder and said, "I'll leave this to you; try your best to catch them alive..."
Tiffany glared at Mountain Eagle, then grabbed a pillow dressed in baby clothes from the back seat, forcefully pushed open the car door, ran out, and held the 'baby pillow' in front of her chest, pointing a handgun at Miranda's car while yelling loudly, "Miranda, your son is with me. Come out, don't fucking try anything funny..."
Mountain Eagle saw that Tiffany had some tricks. He opened the car door and glanced at the stuck Miranda inside the car...
Miranda, wearing sunglasses and having dyed her hair, pointed a gun at the approaching Tiffany, but because of the child, she didn't dare to shoot.
Mountain Eagle made a slashing gesture at the throat toward Tiffany, then opened the rear door to escort Lilith, who was carrying the real child, to sneak to the back of the vehicle.
Looking at Camel and Eddie coming up to them, Mountain Eagle disdainfully looked at the two old men, who acted as if facing a formidable enemy, and said, "You guys listen to Tiffany's instructions. I'm going to meet up with Blood Fox..."
With that, Mountain Eagle put his arm around Lilith's shoulder, using their bodies to shield the real child, and marched toward the hospital building.
Blood Fox appeared in the hospital's main hall. Upon seeing the child in Lilith's hand, he nodded slightly, walked toward her, and took the child, then said to Lilith, "Go help Tiffany..."
Lilith watched Blood Fox with a face full of gloominess suspiciously, glanced at her boss, hesitated, and said, "Boss..."
Mountain Eagle patted Lilith's shoulder with a smile and said, "Don't worry, I'm not a madman who disregards everything for revenge, nor would I harm a baby.
You should know that very well!"
Lilith indeed understood Mountain Eagle's method of 'turning enemies into friends.' At the moment, among his enemies, many family members had been 'invited' to El Salvador.
He indeed didn't harm those people and even gave them complete freedom, not minding if some regarded him as an enemy.
But he didn't harm them at all; instead, he provided protection for them, letting them live peacefully in El Salvador, where gang activity is rampant.
Of course, these actions were not entirely out of goodwill, but for the kill-or-be-killed adversaries, they were the means of saints.
As a new generation Arctic Fox, Lilith indeed had some conceptual differences compared to Blood Fox and others, which led her to trust Mountain Eagle, her boss, more.
After receiving Mountain Eagle's assurance, Lilith took a deep look at the bloodthirsty Blood Fox and then turned and left...
Mountain Eagle caught a glimpse of Blood Fox's slight helplessness in his eyes, reached out to take the little baby, and asked, "Where is the Death Angel?"
Blood Fox gestured expressionlessly and said, "Follow me..."
The two took the elevator and arrived on the fourth floor, coming to the door of a VIP ward.
Mi Lu and Razer standing guard at the door saw Mountain Eagle appearing, nodded with complex expressions, and said, "After Miranda went downstairs, we dealt with the guards. Now the Death Angel is inside."
Mountain Eagle, curious, looked at their odd facial expressions and asked, "What's wrong?"
Mi Lu showed an annoyed and helpless expression and opened the door, saying, "Go in and see for yourself..."
When Mountain Eagle walked into the ward with the baby, he saw four corpses lying on the ground...
Judging by the strong builds of the corpses and the twisted necks and stab wounds in their hearts, it was obvious they were dealt with by Razer's hand.
Only this 'Super Soldier' could silently and simultaneously take down four burly men without attracting outside notice.
Currently, the hospital's attention was drawn to the incidents near the entrance, so no one noticed here for a while.
Walking further into the room, Mountain Eagle first noticed a slim figure sitting in a wheelchair undergoing chemotherapy infusion.
Hearing the footsteps behind, this figure glanced backward and then focused his attention out the window, watching the situation occurring in the distant parking lot...
"You found me after all...
Mountain Eagle, I didn't expect our first official meeting to be under such circumstances. I hope you won't be too disappointed!" ππΏπππ ππππ¨πππ.ππ π
Mountain Eagle carrying the baby sat on the sofa inside the room, looking at this guy, who was clearly in the late stages of cancer, unable to reconcile him with the image collected back in Alaska.
When the Death Angel saw his mistress Miranda being angrily dragged out of the car and knocked to the ground by Tiffany, he sighed slightly, painfully pushed his wheelchair for a turn, and gave Mountain Eagle a peculiar look, smiling and saying, "Mountain Eagle, you are more impressive than I anticipated...
The things that happened in Texas messed up my plans!
However, I still have to applaud you for killing those greedy parasites; it's a pity we are enemies. If we'd met a few years earlier, we might have become partners!"
Mountain Eagle looked at the pale face of Death Angel, shaking his head and saying, "NO, I won't be partners with a viper...
Should I call you the Death Angel or Hafali?
As the prince of ISIS, you are very formidable, but your brother Iblis chose the wrong target. The Arctic Fox should not be your enemy, but you treat a group of warriors who value camaraderie as roadside wild dogs."
Death Angel looked at the expressionless Mountain Eagle, smiled slightly, and said, "You can call me Hafali!
Mountain Eagle, you certainly won't believe it. We met a long time ago; you have been disrupting my plans all along..."
Upon hearing this, Mountain Eagle frowned and asked, "We met?"
Death Angel nodded slightly and said, "Back in Thailand, you took away a can of 'Plutonium' from an apartment; I was in that apartment.
That was originally part of my plan. The key material I painstakingly obtained through a laboratory in India was taken away by you.
In Moscow, you intercepted a batch of nuclear bombs in a secret underground chamber; those were originally mine too.
It was because of your appearance that I had no choice but to rob the uranium mines from France in Niger.
To convert those uranium mines into dirty bombs, I had to utilize biochemical weapon materials in Florida to draw outside attention, then hijacked the sea prison offshore Alaska to find a bomb expert.
I handed those biochemical weapons over to Al-Qaeda, hoping they could create more chips and pull Al-Qaeda onto the same front line with ISIS, but a guy named 'Hyena' messed up my plan."
Mountain Eagle was startled, looking at Death Angel's ashen face, he said in a deep voice, "Turns out you've always been pursuing nuclear power...
Your current condition, is it caused by exposure to nuclear material?
ISIS's madmen are the world's enemies; what makes you think you can succeed?
Just for those few dirty bombs in New York?"
Upon hearing this, Death Angel suddenly laughed loudly and said, "Mountain Eagle, do you think I did all this for ISIS?"
Mountain Eagle stared into Death Angel's eyes, speaking in a deep voice, "Unless you're trying to save the world?"
Death Angel coughed violently several times, then spoke in a martyr's tone, saying, "No, not to save the world, but to change it!
Mountain Eagle, do you know?
This world is sick..."
Mountain Eagle looked at the obviously self-deluded Death Angel, shaking his head and saying, "That has nothing to do with me; you're doomed, but before you die, I hope you can answer a few of my questions..."