Mountain Eagle found a few morphine injections from the doctor's medical bag, skillfully injecting them into a few people, then waved his hand in front of them when they came to...

The doctor's face was severely burned by white phosphorus from armor-piercing incendiary bombs, one eye was visibly blind, and most of his face looked like the surface of the moon, covered in blood-red craters.

But these injuries only looked serious, compared to the traumas suffered by the other two injured, disfigurement was the easiest to recover from.

Mountain Eagle waved his hand in front of the doctor, seeing his pupil subconsciously follow his hand, he said, "You can hear me, right?

I need you to answer a few questions. If your answers satisfy me, I'll take you to a safe place to recuperate."

The doctor stared at Mountain Eagle with his good eye, and after a few seconds, his pupils suddenly constricted violently, shock and pain in his voice, "You're Mountain Eagle..."

Mountain Eagle nodded as a matter of course, saying, "Of course, no fake. You came looking for me, so you must have seen my photos."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle glanced at the two guys who could only curl up on the ground, one of whom had his lower abdomen soaked with blood and urine...

Mountain Eagle reached out to turn the doctor's face towards that guy, saying in a deep voice, "Your companion can still be saved, but after a while, I can't say.

You're a military doctor, so you should know, in these low temperatures, once blood and urine freeze on the surface, that guy will soon die."

The doctor probably felt that he was doomed, he laughed bitterly, shaking his head, "There's no difference, we're going to die sooner or later anyway..."

Then he looked into Mountain Eagle's eyes, both desperate and bitterly, said, "Someone betrayed us, right?

No need to torture me and my mates, just ask what you want to know, and I'll tell you honestly. I just ask for a quick death!"

Mountain Eagle liked this kind of smart person, and he wasn't in a hurry to ask questions, but instead gathered some firewood around, then found a box of solid fuel blocks among the scattered supplies, and used this specially treated solidified gasoline to ignite a bonfire.

When the flame rose, Mountain Eagle looked at the strange expressions on the faces of the three injured, and did not explain much, instead using a piece of oilcloth on the scene to set up a windbreak wall for them...

After settling everything, Mountain Eagle surveyed the scene, then picked up a box full of bullets as a stool, and sat down on it. He then used a multi-tool pliers to cut the binding tape on the doctor's hands...

Seeing the confused expression on the doctor's face, Mountain Eagle smilingly tossed the medical bag to him, saying, "I'm not in a rush, so you can rescue your comrade while answering my questions...

This guy's bladder has already been ruptured. If we don't hurry, his own urine will kill him."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle looked at the doctor who was stunned in place, and spread his hands, "Don't you want to save them?

I thought all medics in the world held the same belief..."

The doctor, listening, forcefully opened the medical bag, taking out a pair of scissors...

He first glanced at Mountain Eagle, followed Mountain Eagle's eyes, and saw the already unlocked handgun holster.

Understanding that he certainly wasn't faster than Mountain Eagle, the doctor grunted, bent over, and cut the binding tape on his feet, then knelt in front of the injured, quickly untied the tactical vest and his pants...

Forcefully tearing open the injured's pants, seeing two tiny bloody holes appear on his lower abdomen, the doctor grimly turned the injured on his side, checking his waist...

After confirming it wasn't a penetrating wound, the doctor quickly made a judgment, and turned back to look at Mountain Eagle, saying in a deep voice, "His bladder is ruptured, he needs immediate surgery, otherwise chemical peritonitis will kill him."

Mountain Eagle spread his hands, saying, "That's not my problem, you're the doctor, you're the one who decides his life or death."

The doctor, hearing this, dejectedly said, "We've surrendered, either just kill us, or give us fair treatment."

Mountain Eagle, a bit amused, said, "Buddy, you're not regular army, only those wearing national uniforms get Geneva Convention protection.

Of course, I'm a reasonable person, and if possible, I'd be happy to offer you a bit of humanitarian treatment.

But first, you need to answer a few of my questions..."

Regardless of whether they're medics or proper physicians, those who can pick up a scalpel are smart people...

After hearing Mountain Eagle's words, the doctor laboriously moved his two injured companions closer to the fire, and then sat dejectedly on the ground, saying, "You know, in the end, we're all meant to die, aren't we?

There's no need for you to use such means to pressure us. I said, no matter what you ask, as long as I know, I can tell you."

Mountain Eagle slightly shook his head, saying, "If it were a few months ago, you wouldn't even have a chance to speak to me, but now I've decided to change my style a bit, so you have a chance to fight for survival.

Very soon, my men will capture your other people, and I'll send you to the Brown Bear Camp, where you can get treated.

Of course, don't expect special treatment, after all, you came to kill me; letting you live is already my biggest concession."

The doctor, hearing this, shook his head, saying, "You want to use us to threaten our boss?

"Then you're definitely mistaken, we're just soldiers selling our lives for money..."

Mountain Eagle's thoughts were completely on a different wavelength than the doctor's. He added a few logs to the bonfire, looked at the doctor's miserable face, thought for a moment, and set up a filming rack beside him. He opened the filming mode on his phone and said, "Tell me your name, the unit you served in, how many people are there in your group, what are their names, and what are their characteristics?"

The doctor had no will to resist at this point. He knew where he was, knew that even if Captain America possessed him and took down Mountain Eagle, there was no way he could walk out of this icy wilderness alone while injured...

In fact, the three wounded left behind knew what they were about to face. Since they didn't have the courage to kill themselves when the enemy appeared, the only thing left was to answer questions and see how their luck would play out.

That's how soldiers of unconventional forces are; most of them resist until they break, then they confess, confess, and die!

This is standard procedure, but the doctor and his team felt that with injuries like theirs, they could probably skip the resisting part...

"Dennis Calvin, I used to be a medic trained in the 'Wild Boys,' and after retiring due to financial issues, I joined the Demon Group.

We have a total of two teams, 24 people. Codfish Team One is called Carl, Chimera Squad One is called Cohen..."

The doctor glanced at the body not far away, bowed his head, and said, "His name is Lynch, he's the machine gunner...

The one with the abdominal injury is called Bill, and the one with the waist injury is called McLevin. He's the Chimera Squad's bomber, and he broke his back last night during the parachute jump."

Mountain Eagle nodded satisfiedly and continued to ask, "Who is your commander, and what is your mission's objective?"

The doctor sighed and said, "I only know he's called Colonel Chuck. Our mission is to approach from the north to Brown Bear Camp and attack the Indian Village."

Mountain Eagle watched the doctor, whose facial muscles were trembling. He knew the guy hadn't told the whole truth, but he didn't care because he'd basically figured out their network through radio monitoring...

Seeing the doctor's nervousness, Mountain Eagle looked around, found a stainless steel lunch box, took off the lid, looked inside, and then threw it to the doctor, signaling him to check his face and manage it...

"It sounds like you're not very familiar with your commander..."

Holding the lunch box lid, the doctor looked at his terrifying facial wounds. His body trembled as he took out gauze and iodine, and painully said, "Most of the Demon Group is structured in team formats...

My superior is Codfish One Carl. He found me from the Demon Group's training camp and made me a part of Codfish Team.

We used to operate globally in team formats, only cooperating across multiple teams during major operations. A commander would parachute in for overall command."

Mountain Eagle nodded and said, "So how many teams came to Alaska this time?"

The doctor's hands paused for a moment before honestly saying, "Five teams: Codfish, Chimera, Medusa, Oberon, and Curious Cat. I'm not familiar with the other teams, only that they are also twelve-member teams...

Oh, besides us, there's a mercenary team of about 80 people. They're Big Russians, but I'm not clear about their specific identity and origins."

Mountain Eagle's eyes narrowed, contemplating for a moment before asking, "Where is your base? Where are the others now?"

The doctor shook his head and replied, "Our base is at an airport on the southern outskirts of Fairbanks...

I don't know where the others are; we only execute orders and don't ask questions. Unless necessary, the whereabouts of others are also confidential to us."

Mountain Eagle knew this doctor probably didn't know much, but he was still withholding information. Facing questions, he only answered according to his role, sharing what he could...

This isn't a good sign for Mountain Eagle, because the doctor wasn't showing strong survival instincts, but rather seemed apathetic...

"Anyway, you ask, I answer. I'll tell you all the confirmed information; I won't speculate on anything else. If you want more, treat me a bit better."

This kind of person is the hardest to handle, especially after injecting morphine...

Fortunately, Mountain Eagle didn't have high expectations from this bunch; the real catch was with Razer and his team.

He didn't continue questioning the doctor but stood up to inventory the leftover supplies on site. After destroying four needle-based anti-air missiles, he dialed Daria's number...

"I'll give you the coordinates to send a helicopter here. There are three injured people who need to be taken to camp..."

"Boss, did anyone on your side get hurt?"

Hearing Daria's frightened tone, Mountain Eagle laughed and said, "Not us, it's our opponents. Send a helicopter to pick them up to camp.

Blood Fox should be at the camp, hand these people over to him; he knows what to do.

There should be more captives later, ask Little Ruby to clear out a warehouse as a prison..."

Mountain Eagle particularly instructed, "For now, the north is temporarily safe, but no planes are allowed to go south...

The number of enemies this time exceeded my expectations, so inform everyone that without my command, no one can leave beyond a 5-kilometer radius of the camp..."