Mountain Eagle observed the progress of the battle from multiple angles through the Peregrine Falcons and Crows constantly circling in the sky...

Actually, it wasn't a battle at all; Sled, Razer, and Chakdi never confronted the other side face-to-face from start to finish.

Sled simply exposed its whereabouts at the right time and place as requested by Razer, while utilizing two Maghenxi Wolves to continuously put pressure on the opponent, successfully guiding them along the planned route for one to two kilometers...

Then this old guy used the traces of snowmobiles to change the direction of these people's advance once again, like a magic show.

The members of Codfish Team and Chimera Squad only felt terrified, but Mountain Eagle knew that Razer had set up a lot of animal traps, and each trap had other traps nearby...

Sometimes it's another animal trap, sometimes just a half-foot deep hole that can sprain someone's foot.

These unlucky fellows actually avoided the area with the densest traps, but at the last moment, they ran out of luck...

Mountain Eagle knows, but these unlucky people don't know, they only feel that danger is everywhere around them.

Carl and Cohen exchanged a glance; at this time, they had no other choice...

Heading east or south could both lead them into traps, but the vegetation and terrain on the east side of the mountain are clearly more advantageous for them.

Carl gritted his teeth and helped two companions whose ankles were injured by traps and said in a low voice, "We go east..."

When Cohen frowned and was about to refute, the sound of a snowmobile engine came from the south, and several gun grenades drew arcs as they landed on the icy snow path between two bushes...

Chunks of ice and snowflakes splashed, causing the unlucky person whose hand was almost trapped to jump up in terror, dragging the heavy animal trap as he started to flee towards the bushes.

When the iron chain of the trap was pulled taut, the unlucky person groaned, half of his hand parted from him, as he dived into the bushes next to his companions, gasping and shouting, "South, two snowmobiles, gun grenades, they want to trap us..."

Cohen had no choice at this point; he swiftly helped the unlucky person up, took a deep look at the seemingly insurmountable icy snow path, then shouted to Carl, "East, east, you go first, we'll cover..."

The combination of immense external pressure and psychological stress led these elite warriors to make the simplest and most straightforward choice instinctively.

Carl looked at the three injured comrades, shook his head bitterly, held up a seriously injured guy, and asked the other two, "Can you hold on?"

Without waiting for their reply, Carl commanded the other two assault men to become the vanguard and push forward.

This retreat was smoother than before; two experienced assault men cleared several traps on the way and paved a safe route.

This gave them a bit more confidence...

After struggling for nearly 500 meters, the two assault men carefully stepped onto the icy snow path, paving the way with their feet, and then landed on the ground below the mountain.

As the two landed, they spread out, cautiously searching for suitable positions to establish cover...

After confirming no issues, they began calling everyone to withdraw towards them.

This retreat was very smooth; Carl and Cohen, including those lagging behind, did not encounter much obstruction.

After more than a dozen people regrouped on land, they barely had time to celebrate and began moving towards the mountain...

Cohen from Chimera Squad always felt something was wrong but couldn't pinpoint what...

Just as their group struggled to climb up a small hill, hoping to find a suitable hiding spot...

Cohen, always lagging behind the team, saw two snowmobiles emerge from the vast wet and snowy domain approaching their landing spot quickly.

At the same time, a figure draped in a Ghillie Suit moved like a ghost, leading two Maghenxi Wolves through the smoke-covered bushes toward their landing spot.

Though the road was rugged, the direct distance between the two sides was less than 500 meters...

Cohen saw them stop after landing, then took grenade launchers from the snowmobiles, terrifyingly urging loudly, "Quick, quick, we retreat, we retreat..."

"Thud thud thud..."

"Thud thud thud..."

Cohen shouted, urging the teammates in front, while he ascended the top of the hill...

Looking at the nearly 50-degree steep slope on the east side of the hill and hearing the dull sounds of grenade launchers behind, Cohen did not hesitate to leap down the slope and started sliding downward...

"Boom boom boom..."

A series of explosions erupted on the hill...

Despite the poor hit rate of the Grenade Gun, it didn't pose a lethal threat to them, but the explosions and vibrations caused the snow at the top of the hill to crack and slide downwards in collapse.

Several gunmen who didn't have time to jump down didn't have to choose anymore; in their screams, the collapsing snow took them rolling down the hill.

Seeing the enemies disappear from the hilltop, Razer smiled contentedly, then reached for the radio and said to Mountain Eagle, "You owe me a bottle of good wine..."

Next to him, Chakdi frowned at the small hill where a minor avalanche occurred; a bit worried, he mounted the snowmobile and said in a deep voice, "Catching them is the victory!"

Razer listened and shrugged indifferently, saying, "I'm too old for this kind of job; it's more suited for you young folks."

While they talked, a native team appeared from the north; Razer squinted his eyes, looked, and nodded, saying, "That's Wayne; this guy seems righteous, so he probably doesn't mind helping dig those people out."

Meanwhile, a helicopter appeared in the distance...

All timing was perfect, as if it had been rehearsed!

Razer sometimes found it hard to understand how Mountain Eagle managed to integrate a group of natives and a bunch of soldiers, who in his eyes were only second-tier, into a tightly combined Gear.

Why would someone with such ability waste such energy?

Clearly, Arctic Fox was right there, and it wouldn't hesitate to fight for him, but he just wouldn't use it!

......

Mountain Eagle glanced at the time, then looked at the approaching helicopter, threw down a can of colored smoke on the ground as a marker, then returned to the previous scene, quickly gathered all the dangerous weapons together on-site, and installed C4 explosives around.

Then he checked the three wounded and looked at the doctor with a complex and helpless expression, saying, "Buddy, I keep my word; the helicopter is almost here.

Someone will send you to the Brown Bear Camp, where you will have surgery.

If you're lucky, make sure to give me a good rating..."

Mountain Eagle walked to Jacob's side, crouched down, sighed and said, "Just because of your one sentence, I have to do a lot more.

I'm not pressuring you now, hoping that after surgery, you can give me some useful information.

If I find out you're lying to me, if your issue caused my people to get hurt, then I promise you will regret it, and it's the kind of regret for life..."

Jacob looked at Mountain Eagle with complex eyes and said, "You want to send us to the Brown Bear Camp?"

Mountain Eagle spread his hands and said, "Should I call you an ambulance?

Bro, I didn't kill you before, I won't continue now. I promised to put you online, and I'll keep that promise.

You're capture now, and it's the kind that doesn't enjoy treaty protection...

If your boss is unwilling to pay me compensation for damages, you'll face a painful life of forced labor until you clear all debts.

Relax a bit; after all, pain is part of life, and you'll get used to it!"

Jacob looked at Mountain Eagle intently, finally shook his head and said, "Aerial bomb..."

Mountain Eagle was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "What?"

Jacob sighed with empty eyes and said, "Aerial bombs, someone provided our Commander with four heavy aerial bombs...

I don't want to stay at Brown Bear Camp; it could be leveled at any moment..."

Mountain Eagle listened and suddenly found it a bit funny, saying, "I thought you weren't afraid of death..."

Jacob painfully rubbed his cheeks and said, "I'm not afraid of death; if you give me a shot now, I would say thank you...

I just don't want to die at the hands of my own people..."