CHAPTER 387: CHAPTER 370 ARCTIC FOX MERCENARY SERVICE DEPARTMENT

Mountain Eagle could very seriously say that he absolutely did not mean to confront or dislike these Arctic Foxes.

After all, they had flown all the way from India to help him in battle, he had no right to dislike them.

But that smell was just too much!

It wasn’t clear whether it was tradition or something else, but these old Arctic Foxes seemed to make a mess of Mountain Eagle’s home on purpose...

Mountain Eagle sent them to shower and they didn’t get angry, instead, they warmly hugged him one by one.

Poor Shark Brother, with a face full of sleepiness, hugged Mountain Eagle and then smeared the curry left in his belly button onto his T-shirt.

Mountain Eagle could feel that these guys were using this way to bridge their relationship...

Just like when boys visit a friend’s house, their favorite thing is to rummage around everywhere, especially the kitchen, fridge, and the folders marked with study materials in the computer...

These actions are childish, but you have to admit, besides those annoying boundary-less people, this kind of impoliteness is actually normal among buddies.

As such a sensitive person, Mountain Eagle could clearly sense these people’s attitude and intentions.

They indeed intentionally or instinctively treated Mountain Eagle as one of their own, but their impoliteness included some teasing from the elder brother to the newcomer.

This is extremely apparent in the military, where teasing a newcomer is a necessary path to integration into the team.

Of course, teasing is not about humiliation or abuse, otherwise, it would not be a story of military camaraderie, but a "Full Metal Jacket" scenario.

If Mountain Eagle was too polite, he would face even more intensified teasing...

In the eyes of these guys, weak people can’t be their teammates; only those who have the spirit to resist and dare to confront them qualify to be friends.

Old birds pranking the newbies, newbies resisting, and then the old birds graciously forgiving the newbies, followed by the newbies gratefully integrating into the team...

This has almost become a standard practice!

And the scale of this would vary depending on the profession...

This is a common issue among martial artists, as if without these standard practices, they couldn’t talk properly.

Mountain Eagle understood this mentality, that’s why he wouldn’t indulge these old birds...

He sent them to shower, then prepared a batch of clean clothes for them, and handed each one a bottle of deodorant before they were allowed to eat breakfast.

Camel watched Mountain Eagle skillfully handling these old Arctic Foxes, quickly cheer up these psychologically unguarded Arctic Fox mercenaries...

He said to Silver Fox with a somewhat complex expression, "This kid is impressive, he’s much stronger than you in some aspects."

Silver Fox watched Mountain Eagle win over Shark by arm wrestling, then insisted on spraying a can of deodorant on Shark’s stomach, which caused the surrounding old birds to burst into laughter...

He nodded with a smile and said, "I’ve actually been observing him, he’s different from us traditional mercenaries.

I don’t know what you all think, but my feeling is that he never intended to become a mercenary.

I admit he’s great at making money, but to convince me to entrust the future of Arctic Fox to him, just being good at making money isn’t enough.

Everyone knows you can make money on the financial market, but everyone admits, for most people, the financial market is gambling.

Arctic Fox can’t afford to lose!"

Camel, not being Eddie who had a grudge against Silver Fox, nodded understandingly and closed his mouth without saying more...

’Blood Oath’ and ’Pension System’, are the greatest common denominators within Arctic Fox, and are the most important things to maintain Arctic Fox’s stability and toughness.

Breaking them is not an easy thing!

Eddie, looking disdainfully at the somewhat stubborn Silver Fox, then made a gesture to Camel, and holding his revolver, rushed into the dining room towards a bunch of laughing old birds and said, "Hey, guys, I heard you’ve regressed a lot in shooting lately, and the Gun God is right here, need me to give you some personal shooting tips?

Ten thousand dollars, ten thousand dollars for one session of close shooting guidance from the Gun God...

If you think you’re impressive, you can also win ten thousand dollars from me.

If you chicken out from competing with me, I can have some milk sent up, a baby without courage needs to drink more milk..."

Eddie’s enthusiasm elicited a fierce chorus of boos...

A South American man in his thirties with a deformed left hand stood up, flipped Eddie off with his right hand, and then drew a custom M1911 pistol from his misshapen left hand and slammed it on the table, shouting, "Eddie, you pervert...

I’ll take that bet, twenty thousand dollars!

I’m building a house recently, I thank you on behalf of my mom for your generous donation."

Eddie grinned and said, "Scorpion, your mom thanked me a bit early, I’m going to disappoint her."

Scorpion is Colombian, the team’s Bomber.

His left hand’s index and middle fingers are congenitally fused, and the little finger and ring finger were burnt together in an explosion, making his left hand resemble a pair of scissors, hence the nickname Scorpion.

As a South American, he naturally carries a sense of optimism and exuberance...

Facing Eddie’s provocation, Scorpion grinned and said, "Eddie, I heard you made a lot of money from a wealthy woman...

If I win, you don’t have to pay, instead, I’ll buy you a ticket to Bogotá, you go and entertain my mom, make her happy, and we’ll call it even.

My mom recently got a shitty boyfriend, you need to help me mess up her affair..."

Eddie whistled upon hearing that and said with a laugh, "Your mom sure is a hottie, but I definitely don’t want to be your stepdad."

Eddie then pointed at Mountain Eagle and continued with a chuckle, "I can’t help with this, but if you want to check out your mom’s boyfriend’s background, he’s your guy.

It used to be Blood Fox handling this kind of stuff, and since Mountain Eagle is his protégé, he can handle it too!"

Mountain Eagle was boasting to a guy nicknamed ’Ham’ about having several authentic Iberian hams in his cold storage...

Right when ’Ham’ was drooling over the conversation, Mountain Eagle heard this ’terrible news’...

He incredulously pointed to his nose and said, "Me?

Blood Fox never mentioned anything about handling stuff like Arctic Fox’s mom getting a boyfriend!"

’Ham’ was a handsome curly-haired Spaniard. He wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, stuffed a fried bacon strip into his mouth to sate his craving, and then said, "Usually, there’s no need...

But there are fools among the Arctic Foxes too, so when these fools face family issues they can’t handle, it’s usually Blood Fox who steps in to solve the problem."

As Ham looked at Mountain Eagle’s shocked face, he continued with a smile, "It’s actually quite simple. Just hire someone to do a background check...

If the guy turns out to be decent, pretend nothing happened.

If he’s a jerk, then use some mild measures to chase him away."

Mountain Eagle said in disbelief, "Can’t you guys handle this yourselves?"

’Ham’ shrugged and replied, "The Arctic Foxes who ask for help over trivial stuff like this usually don’t have the capability to resolve the issues peacefully.

If you don’t do something, Scorpion’s mom might end up being the mother of a wanted criminal."

That’s when Mountain Eagle finally realized that he was taking over not just an organization running low on funds but also had to sustain an ’Arctic Fox Service Department’ with those limited funds...

He needed to care for the descendants of fallen Arctic Foxes and pay attention to other Arctic Foxes’ family lives and mental states, providing help whenever they need it.

Mountain Eagle didn’t find it too troubling; worst case, he could hire a private detective and spend some money on a background check.

Honestly, becoming an Arctic Fox, even if it means risking your life, is indeed blissful!

But maintaining that bliss on an increasingly tight budget is also a reality!

Seeing Scorpion looking at him, Mountain Eagle spread his hands and said, "OK, leave your mom’s issue to me. Any other requests?"

Scorpion thought for a bit and said, "My sister got a job in an office after graduating from college, but her boss is a drug dealer. She won’t believe me no matter what I say.

Help me persuade her; if not, break her legs and make her come back home."

Mountain Eagle, seeing Scorpion obviously wasn’t joking, curiously asked, "Why don’t you do it yourself?"

Scorpion earnestly replied, "I’m a good brother; I can’t do something that would hurt my own sister. It would make my mom sad."

Mountain Eagle looked at this ’filial son’ with admiration and nodded, saying, "You are the best son and brother I’ve ever seen...

Don’t worry, I’ll take care of your sister’s matter..."

Scorpion, visibly excited, said, "You really have a way?"

Mountain Eagle nodded and replied, "Of course, I have yet to meet a Colombian girl who doesn’t dream of going to the United States.

Have Camel send her an invitation to visit the United States for a few months, then help her apply to a university for a master’s program, followed by finding her a job there.

You’ll cover the expenses for the university application and travel...

Trust me, as long as you provide the funds, your sister will soon settle down in the United States."

Camel, without having said a word, was dragged into this by Mountain Eagle...

He truly hadn’t expected Mountain Eagle to be so shrewd...

It seemed like beating around the bush, but in fact, apart from the expenses Scorpion was supposed to pay, not a single penny of public funds was spent, and the problem was solved right from the root.

This approach was much more sophisticated compared to Blood Fox’s heroic solo methods of the past.

Previously, it was Camel and other retired Arctic Foxes who took the initiative to help, but now, Mountain Eagle had directly integrated these retired Arctic Foxes into the ’Mutual Assistance System’.

Regardless of how effective it is, saving money is certain, and strengthening the connections among everyone is assured too!

Camel, looking at Scorpion’s hopeful eyes, nodded and said, "I run a security training camp in California, and business has been pretty good these past two years.

If you’re willing to give a few bomb disposal classes at my academy during your breaks, I can help your sister rent a small apartment near my daughter’s place and also get her in touch with a few universities.

My daughter is in the Hostage Rescue Team, she’ll definitely take good care of your sister!"

Scorpion, thrilled, pointed at Mountain Eagle, and after a vigorous high-five, hugged him tightly, saying, "I knew you could do it, from now on you’re my brother...

I’ll buy you a plane ticket; please come visit my home, my mom will absolutely love you."

Mountain Eagle, caught between laughter and tears by Scorpion’s enthusiasm, yet also slightly moved by this guy’s sincere expression...

Trust between men can be easy for some and difficult for others.

Mountain Eagle wasn’t the kind to easily trust others, but since meeting Blood Fox, he had switched to a simpler mode of trusting.

Once you find that entering a group allows you to easily trust others within it...

Unless you are foolish enough not to distinguish even a pyramid scheme, it means you’ve found your comfortable zone.