CHAPTER 382: CHAPTER 366 ARCTIC FOX TEAM

The two escort coast guard ships, facing over a dozen speedboats moving like a Wolf Pack, launched an attack after multiple warnings were ineffective.

Mountain Eagle hadn’t anticipated that Black Fox had the capability to engage in battle on three fronts simultaneously...

Nor did he expect that these people would actually get the better of the coast guard while also compromising the safety of the yacht, forcing the previously hidden Chi Hu to take to the sea in a rubber boat with a mounted machine gun for support.

The sea battle was fierce. The coast guard was underprepared; an RPG hit and smoked one of their fast patrol boats...

However, they quickly turned the tables, retaliating with heavy firepower while calling for backup in an effort to keep these Pirates trapped in the bay.

After several rounds of skirmishing and the loss of several speedboats, the pirates regrettably chose to retreat.

In the shadow of some rocks on the southern side of the bay, Anna stood on a speedboat driven by Chakdi, her eyes coldly reflecting the flames of the distant sea...

"Still no news from Black Fox?"

Galahad glanced at Chakdi at the rear of the speedboat, then shook his head slightly and said, "I’ve used every method I can think of, but I still can’t find where Black Fox is hiding."

Anna clenched her fists and said in a low voice, "With all this chaos, Black Fox must die!

If he doesn’t, not only will Mountain Eagle look down on me, but I’ll also look down on myself."

Considering his own involvement in the struggle—to save a few captured comrades, leading a team into the fray, earning not a single US Dollar, and even losing a team of Indian Mercenaries on Libe Island—

Faced with Anna’s demand, Galahad shook his head and said, "Anna, most of the time it’s easy to kill someone, but finding them is the hardest part of the process.

Black Fox is a madman produced by the KGB; if he wants to hide himself, it’s difficult for us to pinpoint his location.

We lack sufficient resources in Thailand to utilize...

Mountain Eagle does, but he surely wouldn’t want Thailand to risk forcing Black Fox into a desperate situation.

He’s openly drawing attacks to maintain the current situation in Kamui; he won’t cooperate with us."

Anna, observing the fleeing pirate speedboats, said gravely, "Do you think Black Fox will give up?"

After a moment of thought, Galahad replied, "Any rational person would choose to give up now...

But Black Fox is a madman!"

Hearing this, Anna turned to Galahad and said, "So there’s still a chance for me to use myself to lure him out, right?"

Galahad fell silent for a few seconds, sighed, and said, "Anna..."

.......

Mountain Eagle, leading Butcher and Daria, swiftly eliminated the remaining Mercenaries near the Pickup position, then drove back up to the mountaintop.

Combat on the East Slope wasn’t over yet...

The Rohingya Mercenaries, after all, were soldiers, not swine. Though the Arctic Fox Team could best them with fewer numbers, it still took time and effort.

Mountain Eagle was extremely curious about the Arctic Fox Team!

He particularly wanted to know what kind of team could be called the world’s first!

So, he stood at the edge of the East Slope, observing the Arctic Fox Team’s battle...

From the perspective of Crow, looking down, the Arctic Fox Team, a 6-man unit, did not feel like a fist-style assault team to Mountain Eagle but rather like a highly resilient bungee cord...

It seemed that no matter the situation, this bungee cord could use its elasticity to absorb the impact of the enemy.

And often when the ’bungee cord’ was forced and twisted, that was when they rebounded the hardest.

So whenever those Rohingya Mercenaries mustered the courage to attack in one direction, Arctic Fox would retreat from that direction...

At that moment, it was like a bungee cord being bent under force, afterwards, both ends of the cord would contract and gather strength...

As the Rohingya Mercenaries pushed deeper, the bungee cord would snap back fiercely as it reached its limit...

The members of Arctic Fox on both sides would use crossfire from three directions to viciously attack the Mercenaries, then the previously retreating members of Arctic Fox would ’snap back’ quickly, dismantling the last vestiges of the Mercenaries’ will in their moment of distraction.

Truly impressive!

After watching for a while, Mountain Eagle had to admit that Arctic Fox was the strongest Mercenary Group he had encountered so far.

These were people Mountain Eagle saw possessing the best alignment of shooting skills, assault timing, and rhythm of combat.

Without aerial visibility, relying on low-light night vision and radio communication, and with experience and confidence to the extreme, they maintained excellent communication and the proper distance in the pitch-black jungle, occasionally executing tactical maneuvers that were nothing short of brilliant.

Laymen might not see the intricacies, but Mountain Eagle knew that to form such a team requires each member to be exceptional and to have absolute trust in each other, developing enough understanding through long-term training.

Because he had such a team in the game, exceptionally strong and trustworthy comrades, also veterans of cooperative training...

Most Mercenary Groups and even much of the regular army can’t manage extensive tactical training, let alone establish absolute trust!

Watching as Arctic Fox eliminated the last of the enemies, the 6 members spread out to pursue the last Mercenary who had fled into the jungle...

Mountain Eagle couldn’t help but give Camel a thumbs up and said, "Arctic Fox is indeed formidable, this group is truly top-notch!"

Just as Camel was about to speak, Eddie next to him cracked a smile and said, "These little foxes are nothing compared to us back in the day...

Silver Fox, that idiot, only knows to pursue so-called balance, in maintaining his position, he’s refused many unique top-tier experts.

Now, Arctic Fox has lost its soul!"

Mountain Eagle shook his head somewhat noncommittally and said, "I don’t quite agree...

If an Arctic Fox like this one lacks a soul, then what would the strongest Arctic Fox look like?"

Eddie was taken aback for a moment, then with a reminiscent expression, he said, "Back then, Arctic Fox was passionate and even fanatical, we would risk our lives for a goal.

All our buddies were brothers who could trust each other with their lives; with just one command, we could unite and become a hangman’s noose around the enemy’s neck..."

As Eddie spoke, Camel beside him gestured somewhat somberly and said, "We were fanatical. Once soldiers become fanatical, not only will the enemy bleed, but we will too.

We lost too many brothers!

It’s not too bad now, at least Arctic Fox hasn’t had any casualties this year..."

Mountain Eagle glanced at the suddenly silent Eddie, suddenly understanding many things...

Of course, Arctic Fox was formidable, but it no longer had the courage to constantly take on difficult missions like in the past.

Compared to simpler men like Eddie, leaders under greater pressure and with broader perspectives, such as Blood Fox or Silver Fox, clearly knew that Arctic Fox could not afford to lose more people now.

The pension system founded on the Blood Oath would collapse with the increase in the number of casualties and retirees.

But at the same time, an Arctic Fox that lost its spirit of challenge also lost its ability to make big money at any time; the amount of money they contributed each year decreased, and the pension pressure equally grew.

A huge contradiction existed...

The difference is whether Arctic Fox goes down in a blaze as Eddie would like, or suffers a slow death due to Silver Fox’s approach.

Blood Fox probably supports Silver Fox, so while he tries hard to earn money on one hand, he has also chosen Mountain Eagle...

He wants Mountain Eagle to streamline the existing Arctic Fox pension system through modern management methods combined with a humane care system, which is to cut costs and increase efficiency.

Initially, Blood Fox thought of offering Mountain Eagle a high salary and to earn money together in the Mercenary trade in exchange for Mountain Eagle’s joining.

However, he did not expect Mountain Eagle’s problem-solving and money-making capabilities to far exceed his expectations, making him consider transferring the Arctic Fox pension altogether. This led to a divergence of opinions between retired and active Arctic Fox members.

There’s no right or wrong in this matter. After all, it’s about one hundred million dollars; it’s also a manifestation of the cohesion of Arctic Fox.

A sudden change of rules is bound to create disputes!

But Blood Fox could never have imagined that Mountain Eagle had no feelings for the active Arctic Fox...

He only had feelings for Blood Fox, for retired Arctic Fox members like Eddie who helped him, and even for descendants of Arctic Fox like Marta and Bianca...

So he didn’t care at all what the active Arctic Fox thought. From the day he decided to take over the mess that was Arctic Fox, he saw it as a target to be subdued or the people within as office colleagues who were a bit of an obstruction.

Either you listen to me, or I’ll kick you out!

Otherwise that ’Blood Oath Pension’ will just turn into a joke with global inflation worsening...

Because Arctic Fox members are sure to be in high demand in the market!

Those giant security corporations and Arctic Fox’s rivals will spare no expense to poach people.

Once the Blood Oath becomes a joke, just like civil servants losing their iron rice bowls, capable individuals will actively enter the market.

When members of Arctic Fox realize they can’t get full security there, Arctic Fox is bound to collapse thunderously...

If Mountain Eagle wants to preserve his life’s value before Blood Fox’s death, he needs to find a balance within the conflicting system at Arctic Fox.

And the premise for finding a balance is that everyone is willing to cooperate!

How can a group of strongmen easily bow to a newcomer they perceive as a rookie?

Mountain Eagle watched as the battle below East Slope came to an end, gave Camel a thumbs up, and said, "These guys are impressive. I’m going down to calm the hostages and get ready...

They came to save me; I have to buy them a drink!"

Mountain Eagle’s attitude left Camel momentarily stunned. Then the old Ranger looked at Mountain Eagle, who deliberately projected a humble posture, and nodded sentimentally, saying, "In their eyes, you’re a fox cub. They mean you no harm.

If they say something that makes you uncomfortable, don’t take it to heart."

Mountain Eagle responded with a beaming smile, "Don’t worry. I think they’ll like me...

Even if they don’t, they’ll have to respect someone stronger than them, right?"

Camel nodded unexpectedly and said, "You’re right; you’re a strongman, and you deserve the respect you’re due.

So relax, there’s nothing mysterious about Arctic Fox; they cry out, too, when they’re shot..."