With Kobe's promise, Mountain Eagle finally showed a smile...

Through Crow's surveillance, they discovered the ambulance had arrived at an abandoned factory outside Anchorage. Mountain Eagle directed Donkey, who was driving, to accelerate to the factory's perimeter.

Donkey parked the car in a relatively hidden spot, then started using Crow's perspective for a quick reconnaissance, locking in on the ambulance and the people's positions.

While Donkey was keeping an eye on the targets, Mountain Eagle exited the vehicle, heading to the trunk. After rummaging through the trunk, he pulled out a bag full of equipment.

Carrying the bag to the side of the driver's seat, Mountain Eagle took out a fully equipped UMP45 with a silencer, along with several full magazines and a bullet-proof vest, handing them to Donkey. He glanced at the black spot on Donkey's shirt and said with a smile, "You should wear the bullet-proof vest!

The bullet-proof suit works well, but it's useless against military-grade weapons."

Donkey touched his chest, which had been feeling stifled, and hesitated for a moment before smiling bitterly, saying, "I used to complain that spending tens of thousands on a suit was a waste of money, but now I've changed my mind.

This thing gives me a sense of security!"

As he spoke, Donkey removed his suit jacket, efficiently putting on the bullet-proof vest, then patted his chest, saying with a smile, "This does feel better!

But boss, maybe we should wait. It'd be best to get some people here to support us.

The opponents have quite a number of people...

I don't doubt your combat skills, boss, but this time we need to capture them alive, right?"

Mountain Eagle nodded slightly and said, "I've already informed Daria. Butcher and the others have disembarked. Our private airport acquired recently is close by; they can reach us within half an hour.

I'm not in a rush; these people won't escape…"

Donkey felt slightly relieved upon knowing the boss didn't plan to fight head-on and said, "Boss, there are other vehicles in the factory. They are likely prepared to switch outfits, change cars, and then escape separately.

This group acts very professionally and experiencedly; they are either part of a national team or members of a professional assassin organization."

Mountain Eagle tossed his coat into the car and put on a tactical vest. While fiddling with his UMP45, he said with a smile, "I am the 'Bright Ladder' assassin!

The Bright Ladder, led by the Levinston family, should be the main combat power of the Edward Foundation.

A commercial alliance containing the Levinston family's assassin organization, the Kaufman family's underground bank, and the alliance's shared 'Demon Group'…

This so-called commercial alliance definitely isn't sincerely doing business!"

Mountain Eagle hung a gun strap on his shoulder and turned to Donkey with a smile, saying, "You keep an eye on those people. Inform me of any activity.

I'll circle the outside of the factory. When Butcher and the rest arrive, we'll move in.

This time, I want to put Bright Ladder on the Department of Homeland Security's menu…"

......

While Mountain Eagle circled outside, people inside the factory were also in action…

The ambulance stopped in a drafty plant building...

The black-haired woman with the bleeding neck ignored the cold as she got out of the car, quickly peeling off her police uniform suit and retrieving common outdoor gear from a black sedan's trunk to change into.

The black-haired woman was quite ordinary in appearance but had a striking figure. As she bent over wearing only red lace underwear to search the trunk for clothes, the ambulance driver, grinning with Yellow Teeth, whistled at her rear...

The black-haired woman heard it, turned, and gave the Yellow Teeth driver a once-over before boldly straightening up, placing one hand on her hip, and thrusting her pelvis forward in a classic model pose, showcasing her entire figure.

Seeing the Yellow Teeth driver's captivated look, the black-haired woman made a blowing kiss gesture with her left hand...

Just when the Yellow Teeth driver thought he might have a chance, a tall man wearing a police uniform approached the driver's side, and suddenly, using a sling motion, pinned the Yellow Teeth driver's chin and neck with his shoulder, bent his right arm to lock the neck, then yanked down forcefully with his left hand holding his right wrist...

The Yellow Teeth driver, strapped in the seat, didn't have time to react. He instinctively struggled briefly, felt dizzy, and quickly lost consciousness…

The tall man didn't release his grip until the Yellow Teeth driver stopped breathing…

He glanced at the obviously dislocated neck of the Yellow Teeth driver before prudently twisting it 180 degrees and spoke to the barely dressed black-haired woman, "It's minus 3 degrees now, are you sure you want to continue like this?"

Looking at the tall man, who lacked romantic sense, the black-haired woman was about to say something when the ambulance's rear door was forcefully opened…

Two other white men jumped out of the vehicle. One, slightly younger and covered in blood, glanced back at the stacked corpses of four paramedics inside the ambulance, walked over to the black-haired woman, and smacked her rear, leaving a red handprint, then chuckled, "What is this thing? It looks so real..."

The black-haired woman frowned, pushed the young man, grabbed a cloth to wipe her body briefly, and quickly dressed before saying, "I commissioned this from someone; it's a movie prop, but the blood inside is real human blood..."