When it comes to sweet-talking people, Mountain Eagle is definitely in the high tier!
But sweet-talking requires strategy, and it also demands a custom-tailored plan based on personality...
Tiffany is a woman with a strong competitive spirit, as well as a heavy sense of responsibility and honor.
Her struggle to make it in HRT wasn’t due to a lack of ability, but the restrictive operational environment of HRT held her back.
For a woman to become the captain of the HRT Hammerhead Shark Team based on her abilities alone, that’s already a miracle.
It’s not that women are looked down upon, but women inherently have a gap in physical quality and fitness compared to men.
Furthermore, when HRT is called out on missions, they generally respond to FBI agents’ calls, no matter how ferocious the enemy; they usually face tasks of targeted elimination.
With local police forces enclosing and agents explaining the situation, HRT only needs to handle the troublemakers; they rarely need to employ strategy, which further limits the women’s opportunity to showcase their strengths.
Tiffany realized her path to advancement was blocked, and her competitive spirit led her to overlook many factors, driving her to use drugs to enhance her own strength, as if this would open up her pathway to advancement.
As her father, Camel was indeed troubled at heart, but since Tiffany didn’t want to listen to him, he had to resort to a more indirect method to save the day.
Mountain Eagle had no intention of forcing Tiffany to change, he simply used some strategy to help her see her own advantages again.
Training is the simplest solution...
Once she stepped out of that anxiety-inducing environment, felt her physical burden lightened, and experienced the benefits of reduced physical strain in daily life and hunting, all that was left was to invoke the sense of responsibility and honor in the descendant of Arctic Fox.
So far, the effect seems good...
And Tiffany indeed didn’t stay angry for too long...
Because when she went with Miranda and the others to meet Mountain Eagle in Alaska, she had already mentally prepared herself.
After the incident in the lab, the Hammerhead Shark Team was suspended, which made her very uncomfortable.
She felt like she let her teammates down, so she had decided to quit...
What really pissed her off was that her own father and Mountain Eagle didn’t even ask for her opinion when they decided her future.
But she had to admit, the future Mountain Eagle painted for her was very much to her liking; it was like it was tailor-made for her.
When a person is in adversity, it’s really hard to firmly oppose things that are truly for their own good.
Tiffany swallowed the curse words and said sarcastically through the rearview mirror to Mountain Eagle sitting in the back seat, "So should I start calling you ’Boss’ from now on?"
Mountain Eagle replied with a smile, "If you want to be a bit closer, you can call me ’Uncle’.
Your dad and I are like brothers; I don’t mind if you call me something older."
"Pfft..."
Daria, who had been silent in the passenger seat, looked at the changing expressions on Tiffany’s face and said with a laugh, "Tiffany, if I were you, I’d start staying quiet from now on.
Currying favor with the boss could help you negotiate a better salary."
Tiffany couldn’t help but flip the bird at Daria, and incidentally turned it towards Mountain Eagle...
"Hey, hey, hey, watch the driving..."
Mountain Eagle moved to the seat right next to the rear right door, watching as an oncoming pickup truck scraped past their car’s side mirror, and annoyingly exclaimed, "Be careful..."
Tiffany straightened the steering wheel and firmly flipped Mountain Eagle off again... Content originally comes from novel✶fire.net
"FUCK YOU!"
Seeing that the speedometer had already hit 80 miles per hour, Mountain Eagle raised his hands in surrender, "OK, OK, I apologize, I should not have listened to Camel, I shouldn’t have decided your future without your consent.
I apologize for my actions, but I still remain optimistic about the results.
However, Tiffany, you should take a look in the mirror; you’ve been looking a lot healthier lately..."
Tiffany couldn’t help but subconsciously glance at the rearview mirror, then caught sight of Daria’s smile on the passenger side.
Feeling her emotions being stirred up by Mountain Eagle again, Tiffany irritably rubbed her face and said, "What’s so great about this kind of shitty boss?"
Daria shrugged her shoulders and said, "Who wouldn’t love this kind of rotten, rich, and loving shitty boss?"
Tiffany let out a curse starting with ’B’ and was just about to settle her emotions and continue driving when she saw two police officers on the right side of the road ahead, signaling her to pull over.
"SHIT..."
Tiffany slowed down and gently pulled the car over, then rolled down the window while saying softly to Mountain Eagle, "Hide the gun, I’ll handle this..."
Mountain Eagle quickly unholstered his gun and tossed it under the driver’s seat, then curiously looked at the two police officers in light brown uniforms and asked, "Why are they stopping us?"
Speaking, Mountain Eagle saw through the rearview mirror that the pickup truck that had the minor scrape earlier was catching up from behind...
"OK, I got it..."
It wasn’t a big deal. The two county deputies didn’t come up with their handguns drawn like in the movies...
They acted quite professionally. When Tiffany showed her driver’s license and explained her active duty HRT status, they even teased her a bit before bringing both parties involved in the accident together to work things out.
It was a minor issue. Tiffany had indeed strayed into the opposite lane, causing a minor scrape.
The pickup truck was driven by an elderly couple, probably older than 80...
When they got out of the car to confront Tiffany, the dominant Tiffany instantly shrunk like a squeezed SpongeBob, apologizing profusely to the old couple with a face full of remorse.
A sincere attitude and compensating for the loss can resolve disasters anywhere.
After Tiffany made it clear to the two gloating county deputies that she was on a protection mission and compensated the old lady with 500 US Dollars for the repair costs in the face of spittle, the accidental mishap was considered resolved.
The county deputies were easy to talk to. Seeing that both parties reached an agreement, the younger one even tried to get Tiffany’s phone number...
Eager to wrap things up, Tiffany rolled her eyes and exchanged numbers with the young deputy under the watchful eyes of the middle-aged, fat officer looking on with amusement, then drove off in a hurry...
Mountain Eagle rolled down the window and looked back at the two county deputies. The younger one was excitedly hopping around and even gave the fat officer a high-five to celebrate.
Mountain Eagle had never seen such a scene before. He looked at Tiffany, who was clearly not pleased, and said with a laugh, "Hey, you should be happy. That kid seems to be smitten with you. This proves that your efforts over the past month were right.
I bet you’ve never had such a handsome guy ask for your number before."
Tiffany was taken aback and flipped him the bird again...
After they left, the county deputies received a call from headquarters, inquiring about the situation, and then re-verified Tiffany’s information.
The county deputies didn’t see any problem with it either. The fat officer even celebrated getting the HRT female agent’s phone number with his young partner as a matter to celebrate, shared the news with the other guys in the station through the radio, and invited everyone to go for a drink at the bar after work...
minutes later, Mountain Eagle passed through a small town. It was like a scene from a spy movie as they met with two FBI agents in suits in a motel room.
Tiffany received her new assignment, and Mountain Eagle signed his name on a dozen agreements before receiving an immunity agreement.
Those agreements included non-disclosure, voluntariness to cooperate, waiver of the right to seek claims, and so on...
Basically, the FBI was only responsible for covering up; other issues related to Mountain Eagle and his companions’ safety were of no concern to them.
This made it clear that the FBI was reluctantly helping. They didn’t refuse the benefits, but they didn’t want to be accountable for anything.
The whole process was recorded both in audio and video, and due to the need for the agents to read the agreement contents and ensure that Mountain Eagle understood everything, it lasted for over two hours.
Mountain Eagle traded many of his rights in exchange for the legal right to counterattack for himself and his buddies, but they had to prepare their own weapons, and Tiffany had to handle any encounters with officials...
After sending off the two FBI agents, Mountain Eagle didn’t rush to leave the shabby motel. He took out several large bags from the trunk of the car with a somber expression and summoned Butcher and the others to gather in the room...
Butcher immediately sensed that something was off with the boss. He helped carry the bags into the room and said in a deep voice, "Boss, what happened?"
Mountain Eagle opened the large bag to reveal the firearms inside and said in a heavy tone, "Gear up, we’ve been made..."
Butcher didn’t ask how the boss knew. He silently nodded, grabbed two large bags, and signaled Pigeon and the others to start changing...
Hiking boots, paratrooper pants, T-shirts, tactical bulletproof vests, tactical backpacks – except for Pigeon who was using a VSS, everyone else was equipped with UMP45s...
Besides this essential equipment, everyone got a pair of tactical glasses...
The tactical glasses Butcher and the rest were using were different from Mountain Eagle’s, as they didn’t need to connect with Golden Cicada and Crow. Therefore, after being stripped of unnecessary functions, their glasses were equipped with anti-glare and multi-mode night vision capabilities, as well as an earpiece on the frame that provided noise-cancelling and communication functions.
Such advanced and user-friendly gadgets instantly captivated everyone and also made them aware of the surrounding danger...
Tiffany subconsciously followed orders, quickly got ready, and after putting on the glasses and feeling their effect, she exclaimed in surprise. Then, looking at the stern-faced Mountain Eagle, she asked, "What exactly happened?"
Mountain Eagle approached the window of the room, parted the curtains slightly, and after Tiffany came close, he pointed in a direction and said, "Look across the parking lot...
Although I’ve never been to Los Angeles, I bet people with such obvious signs of aggression aren’t common anywhere.
That guy with the dirty dreadlocks took a photo of our car with his phone, and then a few more cars appeared in the parking lot, with people inside who haven’t come out."
Tiffany looked in the direction Mountain Eagle was pointing, and locking her brows tightly, she said, "Shit, those are Haitian Gang members...
How did they find us?"
With a startled expression, Tiffany looked at Mountain Eagle and said, "Did the FBI sell us out?"
Mountain Eagle shook his head and said, "I don’t know, but it’s probably not the FBI..."
Then Mountain Eagle, looking at Butcher and the others who were ready, said in a heavy voice, "Let’s go..."
Butcher loaded the magazine into his UMP45, pulled back the bolt, clicked off the safety, and asked gravely, "Boss, what’s our engagement protocol?"
Mountain Eagle attach a single-point sling to himself, adjusted the pistol magazines at his waist, and said firmly, "If you feel threatened, shoot!
Spare no one!"