The means the other side could use, Mountain Eagle couldn't imagine...

Whenever Mountain Eagle looked at the Edward Foundation, there was always a layer of mist; exactly how powerful they were, Mountain Eagle found it hard to accurately perceive.

However, compared to Blood Fox's anxiety, Mountain Eagle himself remained somewhat optimistic...

Gathering the most important people to him around was inherently a rather risky thing to do.

He had already done sufficient preparation, and if he were to panic at the slightest movements of his opponent, it would only increase needless anxiety for himself.

Blood Fox, coming from an intelligence background, had a completely different perspective from Mountain Eagle. In this old guy's eyes, every suspicious point should be thoroughly investigated.

But from Mountain Eagle's point of view, the opponent knew he was waiting patiently at Brown Bear Camp, yet they were still making so much noise, attempting to disrupt his setups or cause him to become unbalanced through similar harassment, which actually showed their lack of power.

If they truly had such strong mobilization capabilities or weaponry, they should just press forward directly, instead of bothering with all this fuss.

Facing Blood Fox, who was evidently anxious, Mountain Eagle thought for a moment and said, "Abandoning the airport to gather everyone at Brown Bear Camp would indeed cut off our retreat.

But if the opponent's only aim this time is to sever our retreat, then I will disappoint them because not only am I building Brown Bear Camp, but I also have Wayne's Indian Tribe and the Valley as backup plans.

Recently, Little Ruby has been cooperating with the Indians to relocate supplies to their territory, making the necessary preparations.

In fact, if a full-scale war erupted, I could immediately raise an armed group of natives about 300 strong.

They might not be able to defeat the opponent head-on, but as long as they drag them into the forest, those Indian Hunters will make them suffer."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle watched the slightly surprised Blood Fox and, spreading his hands, said, "You have to trust my judgment. The reason I brought my wife and children here is not to let the enemy wipe us out, but to show them that even if I lay opportunities before them, they are useless.

The Easterners value strategies, and by positioning myself and my family on the board while at a disadvantage, it isn't merely about a few lives but gaining the upper hand psychologically.

Just like when Arctic Fox went against the Tijuana Drug Trafficking Group, your victory didn't stem from overwhelming the opponents with force, because whether in terms of money or manpower, Arctic Fox was far behind the Tijuana Group...

Your victory stemmed from constantly creating losses to increase the opponent's costs and, through continuous killings, igniting fear among the Tijuana Group's upper echelons to induce their internal conflicts.

Edward Foundation certainly is much stronger than the Tijuana Group, but seeing these guys use so many tricks this time makes me less worried.

This is a venomous snake, but Alaska's icy conditions will limit its effectiveness, as long as we stay calm and composed, this snake will eventually reveal itself.

Honestly, given all the preparations I've made, if I still lose, then I should bow to them or take my family and subordinates to an untraceable place to start anew."

Blood Fox seemed to not fully agree with Mountain Eagle's ideas, but this old man had the good quality of not arguing with Mountain Eagle on such uncertain matters.

Because rather than delving into potentially misleading details, sometimes the best response is trusting the victor's intuition!

Blood Fox pondered for a moment, nodded slightly, and said, "You make some sense, but I still feel somewhat uneasy.

Anchorage is only so big, and it's winter now with state police monitoring all the hotels. If Demon Group's people showed up here, there shouldn't be any lack of movement.

Mountain Eagle, don't oversimplify the confrontation as merely a clash between two organizations. Essentially, every conflict boils down to individual confrontations.

Since the opponent has focused on the airport, I suggest abandoning helicopters and choosing a King Air or even a transport plane for travel between the two locations.

You yourself said you have made adequate preparations at Brown Bear Camp, meaning your only vulnerability is in the air.

When you're in the air, and when the enemy holds the aerial advantage..."

Mountain Eagle immediately realized that Blood Fox was reminding him that if the opponent's attention was on the airport, then their focus was on striking a key point.

The most critical hit for him would certainly be having his flight path locked and getting intercepted halfway.

The only planes he had that could reach altitudes safe from possible ground attacks were the King Air and the C-27A.

Seeing Mountain Eagle understand his implication, Blood Fox solemnly said, "It's clear the opponent is adjusting their actions based on yours, so it would be best to leave here with Tessa and the others quickly..."

Mountain Eagle caught the subtext in Blood Fox's words and, frowning, asked, "You're not coming back with me?"

Blood Fox glanced at the prisoners, who were in a sorry and filthy state, and with a frown, said, "We have so many prisoners here; there's a lot of intelligence that can be extracted from them.

Taking them to Brown Bear Camp by plane isn't realistic. I'll stay to handle these matters; you can leave members of the Little Dog Team behind to assist me."

Speaking with a determined look, Blood Fox said, "Since we can't figure out the opponent's setup, we should approach them in reverse.

They want to force us to give up the airport? We'll do the opposite. I want to plant a nail here, see if I can find leads to expose the enemy.

He's hired so many to trouble us; it's impossible he won't leave a trace. Once I pinpoint his identity, I will find a way to eliminate him!

You've made all the preparations, so you probably don't need me and Mi Lu, the two old guys. Give me a few days to settle things here, then I'll arrange for Gray Wolf and them to fly over and join you."

Mountain Eagle's thinking differed greatly from Blood Fox's, but he had to admit that the saying 'an old home is like a treasure' certainly held its weight!

In the underworld, respecting such old guys is an attitude of responsibility to oneself!

Nodding in approval of Blood Fox's arrangements, Mountain Eagle pulled the two old men out of the room, stood in the hallway pointing at the other rooms holding prisoners, and said, "How are you planning to deal with them?"

Blood Fox frowned and said, "Of course we kill them, why keep them around to waste food?

Doing this job requires preparation; if you fail, you die!"

Mountain Eagle shook his head slightly and said, "These guys are just mercenaries, a pile of corpses doesn't mean much to me.

My purpose in fighting is to make a name for myself; these people need to be alive to help spread the fear.

Question them first, and when you can't get anything more, arrange for the C-27A transport plane to send them to El Salvador.

I'll find someone to lock them up and let their bosses or families pay a ransom to release them."

Blood Fox listened and said with some amusement, "Do you think, having sunk to being mercenaries, their lives are worth much?

I know the Highland Corps, nothing but a group of unemployed retired Scottish soldiers who formed a mercenary team when they couldn't find a way out.

Don't be fooled by their being Europeans; their lives are actually very cheap, give them 120 Euros a day, and they'll willingly stand guard and patrol in Afghanistan."

Mountain Eagle said nonchalantly, "They can work without money, you know...

Make them sign IOUs, and let them work off their debts, as long as you figure out their backgrounds, controlling these money-driven guys isn't hard."

After hearing this, Blood Fox looked at Mountain Eagle with curiosity and said, "Aren't you worried at all, you just killed off almost half of them a few hours ago."

Mountain Eagle leaned against a door, looking through the glass at the miserable state of the guy inside, shook his head and said, "They wanted to kill me, but faced my counterattack...

I decided not to hold grudges against the remaining ones and gave them a chance to redeem themselves.

According to European customs, this is a highly chivalrous demeanor; if they resent me, it's their lack of awareness.

'Good reputation,' 'chivalrous demeanor,' 'adheres to rules,' I must find a way to imprint these traits in the hearts of those in the underworld."

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle glanced at Blood Fox, whose face showed a complex expression, and said seriously, "If possible, I wouldn't even want to kill everyone Vincent and the Sinaloa Group sent...

As long as they're alive, I can post 'ransom ads' on the International Intermediary Company's website, maximizing the promotion of my achievements in Alaska.

That way, more people will know my subsequent revenge actions are well-planned!"

Blood Fox then realized that Mountain Eagle was not focused on the present; while others were concentrated on now, he was already looking towards the future after victory, even starting to plan how to gain greater benefits.

The old man Blood Fox sighed and said, "What you desire is completely different from ours; that might be why we've worked all our lives without success..."

With that, Blood Fox suddenly waved his hand lethargically and said, "You go, I'll take care of things here..."

Mountain Eagle did not know what had stimulated the old man; he glanced around the rooms, stopping outside the room holding two island people, and said, "What's their situation?

Chakdi said they followed all the way from Thailand; who are they?"

Blood Fox walked over to take a look; the pair of islanders in the room hadn't fully woken up from the previous anesthetic gas...

"I haven't had a chance to interrogate them yet, but they bear the gang-specific tattoos of the island country, so their background should be easy to trace."

As he spoke, Blood Fox urged again, "Tessa has already arrived, so the matter in Thailand can be put on hold for now.

Pirate King Fayiz's influence doesn't reach Alaska, once I get intel from them, I'll send 'ransom ads' to their bosses as you requested, and decide future steps based on their attitude.

You're rich now, regarding those insured by the International Intermediary Company, you have to handle it yourself, but for others, some revenge tasks can be outsourced...

I know many small teams with great value for money, spend a bit when necessary!"

.........

Just as Mountain Eagle and the others boarded the King Air, heading towards Brown Bear Camp...

A Cessna transport plane took off from an airport in Fairbanks...

A handsome young man, impeccably dressed, sat quietly in the cabin, observing the 12 soldiers around him dressed in snow camouflage combat uniforms...

A middle-aged man with neatly trimmed beard fiddled with several ammunition boxes on the floor, and after ensuring the parachutes were secured, he looked up at the handsome youth and said loudly, "Sir, we're ready..."

The handsome youth reached out, tugging the satellite phone pinned to the middle-aged soldier's chest, nodded, and said, "Remember, after parachuting, don't rush to act; wait for my call...

That Mountain Eagle thinks he can manage an ironclad group by recruiting natives; your job is to prove that this so-called ironclad is nothing but a burden."