CHAPTER 506: CHAPTER 470: NEWCOMER

"CCT? MRR?"

Mountain Eagle, who was instructing an Indian woman on how to make dinner, looked at the two soldiers standing in front of her, then turned to a smug-looking Tiffany with some disbelief and said, "Are they the CCT and MRR I was meant to train?"

Tiffany smiled, pointed at the long-faced man in a hat, and said, "He is Donkey, 35 years old, former United States Air Force Ground Control Group (CCT) soldier..."

As she spoke, Tiffany turned to the ginger-haired man, saying, "He is Sealion, 33 years old, former Marine Corps Assault Group (MRR) soldier..."

Mountain Eagle shook hands with both men...

Donkey was very thin, with dry skin and dull palms, and his eyes lacked luster.

Sealion, on the other hand, appeared much more enthusiastic; clearly of Scottish Highlands descent, with sparse hair, a red nose, and gray eyes. He wasn’t tall, but his shoulders were very broad.

Mountain Eagle had no doubt about Tiffany’s introduction; what surprised her was that CCT and MRR had actually come to Alaska to look for work, even willing to start with temporary jobs.

It’s known that CCT is part of the United States Air Force Special Operations Force, whose members’ tasks include battlefield reconnaissance, close air support guidance, airborne/air assault rescue, and even direct combat.

CCT members usually operate in small teams accompanying special forces, providing close air support.

Their training includes not only the combat skills of special forces, but most importantly, the guidance of air strikes.

In other words, they are the ones depicted in United States blockbuster movies, picking up the radio to call for air support and then guiding the airstrikes.

Mountain Eagle might not be familiar with CCT’s combat ability, but their constant deployment with other special forces units, and their capability to keep pace without falling behind, spoke volumes.

Most crucially, CCT is technologically intensive...

Firstly, they must be proficient in diving, parachuting, and skiing to keep up with other special forces. Secondly, they have to be experts in various electronic devices to ensure frontline communication and guide air firepower.

To put it bluntly, CCT personnel are all-round talents; what other special forces can do, they can manage somehow, but what they can do, others definitely cannot.

Every United States special forces operation abroad yearns for a CCT member alongside because their presence means assured air support.

How could such people not find jobs?

Sealion is much the same...

Actually, MRR is the restructured special forces formed from the former Marine Corps Force Reconnaissance, working under the command of the Marine Corps Special Operations Command.

MRR is usually deployed externally to carry out missions such as special reconnaissance, foreign internal defense, and unconventional warfare...

Why would such a person come to do an uncertain temporary job?

Butcher and Mountain Eagle had mentioned...

These people would work for just 5000 dollars; the camp only needed to provide them with weapons and lodging, and they would stay for a week to undergo assessment and scrutiny, also vying for a job with an annual post-tax salary of 30,000 US dollars.

Mountain Eagle had always known that lives for hire came cheap, but these men’s military resumes made her doubt whether Tiffany had made a mistake.

In the United States, driving a truck for a year could earn seventy to eighty thousand, so was it worth risking one’s life for thirty thousand?

And that wasn’t the most outrageous part; when Tiffany introduced Miranda, Red Sparrow, and Hummingbird, Mountain Eagle learned that Tiffany had actually brought in a professional bodyguard team from the United States Secret Service.

These teams generally protected the children of prominent figures; the team leader was responsible for personal protection, supplemented by a movement support and a technical support staffer.

Three was the minimum team size, and depending on the situation of the target, the team leader might need to command more bodyguards for security operations.

The Special Service Bureau, huh...

They are a common feature in American blockbusters, the brawny men who hover around the president, wearing suits and sunglasses, with coiled bone conduction earphones, occasionally speaking into their wrists.

There was a movie called White House Down featuring the main character as a Special Intelligence Bureau agent.

Forget paying twenty-five hundred a week for these five people; in times of real need, even if it cost twenty-five hundred per person, as long as they’re willing to work, the employer would profit enormously.

After listening to Tiffany’s introduction, Mountain Eagle turned to look at Butcher next to her with a peculiar gaze...

Butcher spread his hands and said, "Boss, don’t look at us like that. Tiffany didn’t quite put it this way to me. Their resumes might be real, but so are their stains or defects.

Otherwise, why would CCT and MRR do security work, when working as front-line consultants for private military companies would definitely pay more..."

When Donkey noticed Mountain Eagle looking at him scrutinizingly, he gave a wry smile, pointed to his head and said, "I took the blast of a bomb up close; I’m deaf in my right ear, and it also resulted in traumatic brain injury.

I have attention issues and temporarily can’t fulfill front-line duties.

However, I’m actively receiving treatment and can basically maintain focus during work; plus, I’m a decent electrical engineer, good at UAV control, and can also install surveillance systems..."

Mountain Eagle replied with furrowed brows, "An electrical engineer can’t find a job?"

Donkey said bitterly, "When your file is marked with PTSD, you can’t find steady work.

Employers are afraid, afraid that people like us might snap!

To treat my traumatic brain injury, I’m nearly bankrupt..."

"I need a job!"

Mountain Eagle nodded slightly upon hearing this, then looked at the redhead Sealion and said, "What about you?"

Sealion spread his hands and said, "I encountered an IED in Iraq, and then..."

As he spoke, Sealion lifted his shirt to reveal the severely burned left side of his body, saying, "I’m deaf in my left ear, and my left arm only has 70% functionality...

The Navy’s top brass said we acted against orders and on our own accord, so not only were we stripped of honors, we were also kicked out of the military.

When I left, I gave a Vice Admiral a hit in the face, and then I got sentenced to three years."

Mountain Eagle curiously said, "A punch got you three years?"

Sealion shook his head and said, "No, I hit him with his crystal ashtray, and while I was in prison, I heard that guy can only move around in a wheelchair now."

Mountain Eagle gave a thumbs-up in admiration upon hearing this...

This guy’s tough, putting a Vice Admiral out of commission; he got off lightly with a three-year sentence!

At this moment, Mountain Eagle’s gaze towards Tiffany became different, this strong girl indeed had an eye for talent, as long as Donkey and Sealion’s personalities were not problematic, Mountain Eagle was sure to profit from the 30,000 US Dollars a year.

Especially Donkey, this CCT retained most of his combat strength, and most importantly, he was a battlefield technician.

Even without him fighting, having him work as an electrician in Alaska for 30,000 a year would be worth it.

Mountain Eagle was unfamiliar with their personalities, and the authority to asses whether they were qualified lay with Butcher, so Mountain Eagle simply stepped forward and bumped fists with them, then clarified Butcher’s position...

"Guys, Butcher is the person I trust the most. He will conduct your evaluation.

I reckon you don’t need anyone’s sympathy, so...

Work hard, and I hope you get good results."

Finishing his sentence, Mountain Eagle glanced at Miranda’s trio. He left the recruitment scene to Butcher, then waved at Tiffany and pulled her aside to sit down...

"What’s going on? A Special Service group under 30 comes to work for me?"

While saying this, Mountain Eagle looked at Tiffany, whose expression was somewhat strange, then said, "Tell me, what kind of trouble have they caused?"

Tiffany looked down, fiddling with her fingers, and said, "Miranda threw Vice President Cheney’s grandson and several rich kids out of a hotel’s third-floor window...

At the time, those guys were high out of their minds, gang-raping a hotel waitress."

Mountain Eagle couldn’t help but turn and look at Miranda, who was arguing with Butcher about equipment. He nodded in admiration and said, "She’s a woman with a temper, but if I hire her, will that cause trouble?

You brought them here, definitely not because I needed a bodyguard...

I trust your judgment, but I still need to confirm, if I have them protect my wife, will they bring her trouble?"

Tiffany shook her head after hearing this and said, "If you’re worried about the Cheney family, it’s not necessary.

The whole thing was a scandal to begin with, and after Miranda and her team were dismissed, they couldn’t find any decent job.

Now two years have passed, and the Cheney family has no reason to bother them. Brining up the old incident would only bring trouble to the Cheney family."

As she spoke, Tiffany looked at Red Sparrow, who was arguing with Butcher, sighed, and said, "You know how people tend to become somewhat cynical after experiencing such major changes.

But I assure you that once Miranda and the others get into work mode, they’re certainly top-notch."

Mountain Eagle pursed his lips in thought, then nodded slightly and said, "Let them walk around and by tomorrow, I need a security report on Brown Bear Camp.

Inform her in advance that we might have trouble in the next few days, and the opponents we’re expecting are probably tough..."

Tiffany nodded slightly on hearing this and said, "I’ll let her know. Can you ask Butcher to not be so harsh?"

Mountain Eagle shook his head and said, "Dealing with a strict employer is a compulsory course for every bodyguard. If they can’t get along well, then they might as well pack up and leave."

While saying this, Mountain Eagle looked at Tiffany, who seemed hesitant to speak; he smiled and said, "If Miranda is as good as you say, she’ll definitely manage.

Security isn’t just about combat strength; it’s also about strategy, enforceability, coordination, and teamwork.

I’m not too picky, but if they want to work close to my wife, they first have to show sufficient capacity and then earn my trust."

Tiffany stood up, nodded earnestly, and said, "I’ll relay the message..."

Just as Tiffany went to find Miranda, Mountain Eagle suddenly furrowed his brows, then several off-duty Big Dogs in the camp started barking towards the north woods...

Butcher noticed the anomaly. He quickly approached Mountain Eagle and yelled to State Police Michael not far away, "Someone’s coming. If it were natives, those dogs wouldn’t bark. Keep your men on alert..."

As Butcher spoke, he pinched his radio and said, "Pigeon, go check it out..."

While Butcher organized the work, Donkey and Sealion came over and said, "Need help?"

Mountain Eagle looked at Butcher, who hesitated, then smiled and said, "Get them changed and let them follow to have a look...

Don’t worry; there definitely won’t be many of them!"