CHAPTER 475: CHAPTER 440 THE SNIPE AND CLAM GRAPPLE

Mountain Eagle understands better how to deal with so-called senior levels than Tiffany does...

There is a universal logic everywhere in the world, that is ’there’s safety in numbers’!

If you encounter human traffickers on the road and you alone rush up and beat someone to death, you’ll have to compensate and go to jail.

But if dozens or hundreds of people rush up and kill the trafficker, then the trafficker’s death is just that!

If you, alone at school, hold a banner to protest the bad cafeteria food, congratulations, you will receive a punishment package.

But if you can call on others to join you in a hunger strike to protest, then the principal will have to invite you for tea and seek your guidance.

Government employees and politicians in the United States are two different systems. Agencies, such as the FBI, don’t know how to engage in mass mobilization; they lack the funds and authority to do so.

The government employees don’t understand, but the politicians certainly do!

Alaska isn’t that big in terms of territory. Just gather enough natives, and Alaska’s congressmen will have to take sides with their feet, or else they will lose their standing.

This means that once enough natives are mobilized, even if not to act recklessly, if it’s just to uphold justice, then everyone present can avoid all adverse accusations.

Mountain Eagle spent a lot of money buying many essential goods and attracting most of the natives within dozens of kilometers to trade, just to give Wayne a chance to publicize his ordeal and gain more support from the natives.

If Mountain Eagle could handle it alone, he surely wouldn’t have wanted to make it so complicated, but since he pulled many departments and people into it, he had to consider everyone.

That’s his principle in dealing with people...

When you seek help from others, you have a responsibility to alleviate their worries, and not just plainly ask them to sacrifice for justice or morality!

Mountain Eagle quietly shared his thoughts with Tiffany, who then puckered her lips, giving him an odd look, and said in a complex tone, "Camel is right, perhaps I really should consider his advice. You are a remarkable boss..."

Mountain Eagle brushed off Glasses’ hand reaching towards the VSS, then looked at Tiffany with a smile and said, "Your vocabulary in praising people is not sufficient enough. After this is over, I will give you another chance to reorganize your words to praise me.

Now, get your people on the ship...

This time it’s a covert operation; we need to catch the enemies off-guard..."

Tiffany looked at the bustling dock in the distance, shook her head, and said, "Do you think this situation can be hidden from anyone?"

Mountain Eagle smiled mysteriously, pointing to the sky and said, "I don’t need to hide it from anyone. God is watching us, and he will provide us with a quiet path..."

Tiffany, a little unsettled by Mountain Eagle’s rambling, hesitated for a moment and said, "OK, it better be as you said, otherwise we’re all in big trouble!"

Mountain Eagle just smiled without speaking...

Now there are four crows patrolling the sky; any small drones would be destroyed by the crows, even Jungle planes with malicious intent could be made to land through suicide attacks directed by Mountain Eagle.

In sparsely populated regions such as Alaska, it would be impossible to spot hundreds of people spread across the wilderness without aerial visibility.

After seeing Tiffany off, Mountain Eagle looked at Gray Wolf and others stuffing ammunition into their bags and said, "Are you guys here to prepare ammunition or to shop?

Why can’t you even stand up straight?"

Glasses packed a box of 12.7mm explosive bullets into an already bulging backpack, then, with a sheepish expression, said, "Boss Eagle, that’s the FBI. We’re just mercenaries. Keeping a low profile is for your benefit."

Mountain Eagle, observing Gray Wolf’s uneasy expression, suddenly said, "You actually feel uncomfortable around cops?

Wow, I admit I don’t fully understand mercenaries, but I didn’t expect that the formidable Little Dog Team would be afraid of the police..."

Gray Wolf forcefully zipped up the backpack, lifted it onto his back, and said in a deep voice, "It’s not fear, just unfamiliarity.

In most countries, being a mercenary is illegal. We just take money for the job, and if possible, we want no contact with law enforcement."

That’s where mercenaries are seen as inferior...

In rule-of-law countries, these life-risking soldiers have to lower their heads in front of the police; on the battlefield, they have to bow their heads to regular armies as well.

It’s not a question of capability, but rather a double issue of psychology and logistical resources.

Government employees have a dependable system, someone will stand up for their rights if they die.

Mercenaries only have themselves, perhaps along with a group of comrades whose reliability is unclear!

Understanding this, but incapable of empathy, Mountain Eagle just nodded sympathetically and then said, "Don’t worry, I’ll coordinate the issues here.

Soon you will board a boat from Quida and land first. I want you to set up a defense 3 kilometers ahead before others set up camp..."

Upon hearing this, Gray Wolf curiously said, "Set up camp?"

Mountain Eagle frowned and said, "Of course, there are nearly 90 pregnant women in the mountains, half of whom are visibly pregnant, and the other half are probably pregnant as well.

We must establish a camp midway to settle them before we can slowly transfer them.

These are 90 pregnant women, not agile soldiers..."

While speaking, Mountain Eagle suddenly paused, subconsciously looking in the Northeast direction...

...

"Boom"

A huge plume of thick smoke rose from a forest, without a big fire, but a flash from the explosion and dark grey smoke...

A powerful shockwave centered around a larch tree pushed outward violently, blowing earth and grass outwards several tens of meters...

At the same time, the bodies of several giant wolves, dismembered by the explosion, flew out amid the fierce impact, their tissues flung like malfunctioning washing machines knocking against trees and the ground, forming black streaks.

After the explosion, dozens of Jungle Ants emerged from the nearby forest, circumnavigating the area covered by smoke and continued to advance towards the Mountain...

Black Fox put away his binoculars, took out the radio, and said, "How are things on your end?"

Just as Black Fox finished speaking, he heard bad news come through the radio...

"Boss, these creatures are tough to handle. If we can’t use our heavy weapons effectively, we simply can’t deal with them.

Now, every time we take down a giant wolf, it costs us a Jungle Ant. This can’t go on; they will collapse soon."

Black Fox didn’t care about the casualties of the Jungle Ants. He picked up the radio and said sternly, "Then for every Jungle Ant lost, take down several more of those damned animals...

The explosion just now was very effective; I will send up more explosives..."

There was a brief silence on the other side of the radio, then a voice said, "Yes sir!"

Black Fox put down the radio, turned around, and looked at two young men who were busy. He walked over and impatiently said, "When will the drone be ready? I can’t see anything right now, and every minute you delay, I lose more people..."

A slightly bald young man looked up at Black Fox and said helplessly, "Boss, the propeller of the drone was damaged by a large bird. It will take some time to replace it with a spare.

We need at least 40 more minutes..."

...

"Why so long?"

While Black Fox anxiously waited, the security supervisor at the laboratory also questioned...

"Get the drone airborne, we damn need to know where the enemies are and how many there are! Otherwise, we can only take hits passively!"

The sharp-looking middle-aged security supervisor, while cursing, was approached by Pot Lid who, gasping for breath, said, "Boss, the drone team said the last intact drone was destroyed by the birds; it will take 2 more hours for a new drone to be airborne.

However, the modified Magengxie Wolves are ready, the first batch of 15 can be deployed at any time."

The middle-aged supervisor, upon hearing this, shouted loudly, "What are we waiting for, then? Let those beasts go out and find the enemies, kill them, or bomb them."

While speaking, the middle-aged supervisor noticed Pot Lid’s hesitant expression and frowned, "Is there something else?"

Pot Lid looked down and said, "The lab people won’t allow us to deploy those freaks for combat. They say those freaks have crucial data on them, and they also say it’s our responsibility to protect the lab...

Now they have moved those freaks to the second floor of the lab, leaving only a few damned white coats to help us modify those beasts."

Hearing this, the middle-aged supervisor cursed angrily, "Those bitches’ bastards...

Inform our men to assemble in the Mountain in the northeast direction, don’t let those people have a chance to sneak in from there, force them to go through the valley plain below.

Hurry up the modification of the animals, outfit those beasts with bomb vests...

FUCK, what did the headquarters say?"

Pot Lid glanced at his boss’s displeased face and carefully said, "Boss, the headquarters said that the camp in Russian Mission has been destroyed, they’ve lost contact with all the peripheral personnel.

The nearest support to us will take 48 hours to reach Alaska...

They will take a transport plane from Fairbanks, then parachute here to assist."

The middle-aged supervisor irritably pinched his nose and said: "So, it means they need 48+8 hours at the fastest to get here."

Speaking, the middle-aged supervisor turned and looked at hundreds of large cages filled with animals in the belly of the mountain, thought for a moment, then said, "Control the use of explosives, release the brown bears and cougars, they are more powerful in the woods.

Let those white-coat freaks focus on modifying the faster-running animals..."

As the security personnel inside the mountain became engulfed in chaos, 15 released Magengxie Wolves shot out like arrows from the lab’s valley, along the reindeer-trodden beast trail into another valley plain...

A large number of animals were startled, causing a disturbance among the plains’ reindeer herds, which began to run towards the woods in the northeast direction.

The sprinting giant wolves became extremely agitated...

They wore black bulletproof vests, with two 1kg C4 charges strapped to each side of their bodies...

The giant wolves had a detonator fitted to their backs, with a slender probe extending into their bodies.

Once the detonator detected that the giant wolf had lost vital signs, the bombs on their backs would explode.

At this point, the vanguard of the Jungle Ants had already reached the junction of the woods and the plains...

Across a shallow creek, watching the large herd of reindeer run towards the woods, about ten Jungle Ants chose to fire their guns to scare the reindeer away.

"Bang bang bang bang"

The gunfire was effective for the animals, and the large herd of reindeer led by several strong bucks suddenly turned, brushing past the creek heading north.

However, just as the reindeer turned, a dozen giant wolves hidden in the herd suddenly burst out, sprinting across a distance of hundreds of meters...

The Jungle Ants had never seen such a scene; facing the ferocious giant wolves, they screamed and pulled their triggers...

Shortly after, a giant wolf, riddled with bullets, charged towards them, fell to the ground, and gasped heavily...

A Jungle Ant, his face marked with tattoos, howled and swept his gun continuously at the fallen giant wolf, and then...

"Boom..."

The explosion was like a signal, the other giant wolves didn’t care about the others, once they rushed into the woods, they freely scattered and began to act on instinct, attacking any moving objects around...

Within a few minutes, continuous screams were heard from the woods...

As the Jungle Ants started to retaliate, another explosion quickly occurred...

"Boom..."