When sunlight pierced into the cave and formed the Tyndall effect at the entrance, Chakdi sat up from the tent as if an alarm had gone off...

Looking at the impatient Magengxi Wolf beside him, Chakdi smiled and pulled out a few pieces of dried meat, stuffing them into this 'Warm Baby's' mouth, then lifted the tent flap and walked out...

The moment he stood up from the tent, Chakdi immediately saw the busy silhouette of Mountain Eagle...

Watching the boss carrying a large sack of dog food, pouring it into five stainless-steel bowls one by one, and then spreading large chunks of smoked fish jerky inside, Chakdi felt a bit embarrassed and moved closer, reaching out to take the bag of dog food from Mountain Eagle's hand, saying, "Boss, I should be doing these tasks…"

Mountain Eagle looked at the bloodshot eyes in Chakdi's view. He shook his head and said, "When we hold guns, we are comrades; it doesn't matter who does what.

How did you rest? We'll be setting off soon. There's a chance we'll encounter the enemy today...

Are you ready?"

Upon hearing this, Chakdi subconsciously straightened his hunched back, saying, "Boss, I'm fine!"

Mountain Eagle patted Chakdi's shoulder, feeling the tension all over him, laughing as he said, "Relax a bit, our opponents have more people, but we have the advantage in information and firepower. As long as we don't make mistakes, taking them down is very easy."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle looked at Sled, who was also waking up, and laughingly said, "If you don't believe me, ask this guy. Last time, we took down a bunch of experts in the same place, and they caused old America's special forces a big loss!

Demon Group people may be tough, but they can't be better than those we eliminated."

Chakdi didn't look back at Sled coming over; he bent over and added some dog food to each Magengxi Wolf having breakfast, murmuring, "That guy's eyes are only filled with death. What people like him say has no reference value for the living."

Mountain Eagle was taken aback by Chakdi's wisdom. Although this guy looked miserable, he possessed extraordinary survival intelligence beyond ordinary people...

Mountain Eagle's own abilities were too strong, so he didn't realize that many of Sled's suggestions carried a strong element of risk.

Mountain Eagle could use his abilities to mitigate risks as his capabilities had already surpassed the radical thinking boundaries rooted in Sled's personal problems.

On the other hand, Chakdi clearly had a clearer mind; he not only understood the limits of his capabilities but also perceived the mental issues in Sled, so he refused to heed such a person's advice.

Mountain Eagle suddenly realized the reason why he hadn't found more suitable comrades, aside from Butcher and the others...

Butcher and the others kept up with Mountain Eagle's pace by 'risking their lives,' which means pushing their professional skills to 100%, even exceeding their potential.

However, other people, like Seal Six Team's Sam, and 191 Battalion's Supa, find it hard to entrust their safety to someone like Mountain Eagle...

Because even if they themselves couldn't articulate it, their instincts would inform them that following Mountain Eagle's combat rhythm would pose a huge risk.

This is the self-imposed limitation driven by the boundary of capabilities, a sort of instinctive warning mechanism that is difficult to change unless under special circumstances.

Only someone like Sled, who has self-destructive tendencies and is completely fearless of death, can wholeheartedly cooperate with Mountain Eagle and actually enjoy it.

Chakdi is willing to collaborate with Mountain Eagle because of gratitude and trust, but he absolutely doesn't like getting too close to someone like Sled.

In fact, it's not just Chakdi; even Butcher and the others who introduced Sled to join the team feel the same way...

Usually, everyone has no problems joking around. But once faced with major issues, everyone unanimously asks Sled to shut up.

Mountain Eagle's situation with Sled is actually quite similar...

Except that his abilities and equipment make him less sensitive to danger, and he has tight connections with everyone in terms of interests and emotions, so everyone is willing to risk their lives for him.

Long-term victories and profits have given him a halo, and for people like Butcher and Chakdi, this halo naturally carries an augmenting effect.

When he was still a nobody, most of his suggestions would likely have been dismissed.

The information gap and capability boundary actually create a kind of consciousness isolation, where some issues can't even be communicated because the risk appears too high to ordinary people!

Only the vicotor's aura and absolute trust can break through this isolation.

It's like how those involved in pyramid schemes or selling courses fabricate success stories to construct a victor's aura to foster trust from others.

This situation is clearly unhealthy!

Mountain Eagle realized this problem and decided to make some changes, especially since Chakdi and Razer joined the team...

He patted Chakdi's shoulder, said a 'thank you,' then invited everyone to sit by the fire pit...

First, he distributed a pot of hot cocoa to everyone and when cooking small noodles, Mountain Eagle pulled out the tactical tablet to show the Peregrine Falcon's perspective, locked on the enemies who had a rough night last night, and handed the computer to Razer beside him...

"These are our targets; they're less than thirty kilometers away from us now..."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle zoomed in and out on the screen with his thumb and index finger and said, "We need to find a suitable route, take them down tonight, then head south overnight...

Do you have any suggestions?"

Razer tried zooming in and out on the screen a few times and commendably said, "This is the drone monitoring Odin often talks about, right?

"This is way better than satellite surveillance!"

Chakdi had seen this kind of surveillance system at Sunset Mountain. He peeked through, counted the number of enemies, and said in a hoarse voice, "Boss, do you want them alive or dead?

Dead ones are easy, catching them alive isn't hard either, but it'll definitely take a lot more time!"

Mountain Eagle thought for a moment and said, "In the most convenient situation for us, try to capture them all alive.

When I say 'most convenient,' I mean as easy as eating and drinking. If it affects my planned schedule or poses a danger to us, then dead is fine too.

I trust in the enemy's luck; there will always be one or two lucky enough to survive and answer a few questions."

Razer handed the computer to Chakdi, who seemed to have more ideas, then watched Mountain Eagle start cooking noodles and said, "Why do you need so many alive?

The wilderness in Alaska can quickly dispose of those bodies; you don't have to worry about someone discovering them."

Mountain Eagle listened and laughed, saying, "I'm someone who likes to pursue perfection!

Moreover, my wife and children are here; I don't want to scare them, and at the same time, I don't want them to misunderstand that I'm a cold-blooded person.

I hope to capture as many people as possible, then send them to be locked up in El Salvador. The longer they are imprisoned, the less face their bosses will have.

In the past, everyone thought I was a mercenary, so life-and-death struggles didn't seem unreasonable...

But I know I'm not, and I want to change this impression, so I have to break free from the mercenary title.

To most ordinary people, this kind of clash in the underworld is just 'dog eat dog.'

If I want to change my image, I have to make changes; simple, brutal killing doesn't mean much.

Killing all those lackeys, if they block the news, what I do only serves to scare them a little, nothing more.

Catching these people, shaming their bosses, then finding a chance to take their bosses down, that's what truly matters to me."

Then suddenly Mountain Eagle remembered something, sighed, and said, "If you follow the news, you'd know a company called P·B has entered Iraq...

A guy named Hyena is wantonly exercising violence under the guise of fairness and justice, and people are applauding him wherever he goes.

But we can't, because our identities and experiences can't withstand scrutiny, we can't be seen!

What's particularly ridiculous is that the Hyena is the boss of P·B Company, and the outside world thinks he's an excellent leader and politician, but he's a soldier's leader and always claims he's a mercenary.

As for me, I damn well don't want to be a so-called mercenary; I'd rather be a company president or a corporate chairman, but everyone sees me as a mercenary.

Do you think this is fair?"

Razer listened, shook his head slightly, and said, "The underworld is like this; people join either to seek thrills or to make quick money.

Gain and loss are common!

If you want to wash clean and come ashore, that's fine, but for people like us with dirty roots, it's sometimes harder than starting over!"

Mountain Eagle listened, sighed, nodded, and said, "Fully cleaning up is impossible, but I don't want to be a mercenary, and those who work with me shouldn't be mercenaries either...

Because nobody cares about the life and death of mercenaries; they're just items that can be bought with money!"

Saying that, Mountain Eagle didn't continue the topic; he threw a few blocks of instant noodle cakes into the boiling water, then dumped the seasoning packets in...

While Mountain Eagle was cooking noodles, Chakdi handed the computer to Sled, but seeing his disinterest, Chakdi picked up a stone and quickly sketched a terrain map on the ground...

"Boss, here's the mountainous area where we are, and the enemy is moving south along the west side of the mountains...

To catch them and not delay our journey, we must act fast...

We'll exit from the north of the valley, then circle around to their rear, driving them southward...

Where they are, the forest is sparse, and soon they'll enter the icy wetland. Once pursued, they'll certainly head towards the mountains to use the terrain for cover, which will bring them into the range of the Spring Knife and Spearhead Missile...

With just four of us, it's unrealistic to encircle them in open ground, but once they enter the mountains, the situation changes. The complex terrain offers good cover, but also limits their movement routes and directions.

If they run fast enough, we won't need to escort them over long distances..."

Mountain Eagle listened, paused with the chopsticks stirring the noodles, then looked at Razer and Sled and asked, "Do you have any suggestions?"

Razer pursed his lips, shook his head, and said, "It's a bit troublesome, but if we're pressed for time and want to capture them alive, letting them run themselves is indeed a good idea."

Sled shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't mind..."

Mountain Eagle nodded and said, "Then let's eat, and we'll head out after we're done..."