Mountain Eagle and his group were staying at a motel in the small town, which in fact consisted of two three-story tubular buildings forming an L-shape around a courtyard with a pool.
The courtyard led to the motel’s parking lot, with a gas station and convenience store nearby.
Opposite the motel there were no buildings, only a piece of weed-filled wasteland...
The water in the motel’s swimming pool was filthy, with a few broken lounge chairs and several palm trees at the corner.
A few Central American women, showing off their corpulent bellies while smoking marijuana, were lying on the lounge chairs, drinking canned beer while watching some children playing in the pool.
A black woman in a waitress uniform was pushing a cart around the corridors, cursing loudly every time she entered a room.
Occasionally, people who hadn’t gone out to find food would curse back at her, after which the waitress would naturally give up cleaning that room.
It seemed everyone at the motel was used to this kind of situation...
A young black man, because he argued with the waitress, not only did no one clean his room, he even lost the complimentary disposable toothbrush and towel that had been promised.
As the young black man chased the waitress, shouting and trying to stand up for his rights, the door next to him swung open, and a fully armed team entered the motel corridor...
Seeing Tiffany glaring at him with a hostile gaze, the young black man instinctively raised his hands and expertly stood facing the wall.
Mountain Eagle watched as the waitress eyed him up and down, then peered inside the room as if trying to spot any dead bodies...
Smiling, he pulled out a 5 US Dollar bill and stuffed it into the pocket of the waitress’s apron, saying, "We are FBI, tell those women to take their kids back to their rooms."
The waitress, upon hearing FBI, showed no fear; instead, she began to furiously mutter under her breath...
"You damned nuisances just know how to cause trouble, always arresting people randomly; can’t you do something useful...
You want me to help you? Do you know what happens in this place to those who help cops?
You damned idiot..."
Mountain Eagle, despite being cursed at, wasn’t angry but was somewhat exasperated by the waitress’s reaction.
Facing the continuous chatter of the waitress and the schadenfreude of the young black man leaning against the wall, Mountain Eagle stopped Post Box who was about to lose his temper, and slowly pulled out a 20 US Dollar bill and stuffed it into the waitress’s pocket...
The waitress instantly acted as though she were blind, walking forward a few meters, then dashed into the trash-filled courtyard, yelling at the marijuana-smoking women, "You bitches better get moving, shake your asses..."
Watching the women throw away their marijuana and pull their kids out of the pool, cursing as they went back to their rooms, Mountain Eagle patted Tiffany on the shoulder as they took the lead out...
"Let’s go..."
Tiffany, holding an UMP45, moved to the courtyard exit and leaned against the nearby wall. She stared fiercely at Mountain Eagle and said, "We need to capture someone alive so I can check with my colleagues on how they tracked us...
If we can’t find out why we are being tracked, nowhere is safe for us!"
Mountain Eagle shook his head and said, "When you’re not sure who you can trust, doing anything is pointless.
Tiffany, it cost me a lot to get that immunity deal, and I didn’t go through all that just to figure out who is who."
Tiffany, deeply moved by Mountain Eagle’s ruthlessness and decisiveness, sighed, "We should be thinking about solving the problem, otherwise this situation will continue indefinitely, and we are not invincible."
Mountain Eagle shook his head, chuckled, and said, "We can’t solve the problem, you’ve seen the list; those are all people who want me dead, and I don’t even know who hired them.
There are too many people involved, I simply can’t handle it all..."
Tiffany, almost instinctively, said, "So you’ve decided to just tough it out?"
Mountain Eagle gave a smile and patted Tiffany on the shoulder, saying, "Here’s a little secret...
The best way to decrease trouble is to make yourself an even bigger problem!"
With that, Mountain Eagle swiftly moved past Tiffany, took a quick look around, and then dashed towards the parking lot...
Just as a few cars in the parking lot were trying to wind down their windows, Mountain Eagle was the first to pull the trigger...
"Tap tap..."
The silencer-equipped UMP45 used subsonic bullets, easily piercing through the window of an old Nissan.
A black driver, wearing a red cap and a big dog chain around his neck, abruptly jerked his head, then slumped onto the car horn.
Immediately, the three black gunmen in the passenger and back seats screamed out, ducking down while trying to retaliate using their submachine guns and taking cover behind the car doors.
But the reality is, unless it’s an armored vehicle, car doors don’t offer any bulletproof protection.
"Ta ta ta ta..."
Following Mountain Eagle as he rushed out, Tiffany had no choice but to take drastic actions...
The continuous bullets easily pierced the Nissan’s body; due to the low initial speed of the subsonic bullets, the instability and tumble after penetrating the car caused even greater harm to the gunmen.
The faster-moving Mountain Eagle aimed at the heads of three gunmen and finished them off, dissolving their last bits of consciousness.
Looking at the bullet holes on their bodies, Mountain Eagle turned to look at Tiffany and spread his hands, indicating his confusion...
"Did you want them to suffer more? No need, I know you are ruthless!"
Tiffany, teased about her shooting skills, cursed displeasily and when she turned to support another direction, she found that the battle had ended in just a dozen seconds.
Butcher and his group split into two teams; the moment Mountain Eagle initiated the attack, they had already targeted two other marked cars.
The inexperienced gang gunmen were still following the rhythm of past car attacks, waiting to launch an attack when Mountain Eagle and his crew entered the car, not anticipating that this time’s opponents were so fierce...
Several gunmen armed with rifles and submachine guns, due to the cramped space inside the vehicle, were killed inside their cars without even managing to aim their guns properly.
As the shootout occurred, a gang underling on watch several tens of meters away on the highway impulsively pulled out his pistol and dashed toward the parking lot, attempting to fire from behind an old sedan...
"Ta ta ta ta..."
Quietly circling to the flank, Daria launched an attack...
Perhaps hearing Mountain Eagle teasing Tiffany, Daria suppressed the muzzle, and her bullets precisely hit the gang underling’s chest and head, instantly incapacitating them.
After securing the kill, Daria quickly turned her gun towards a sedan by the roadside and pulled the trigger...
The bullets struck the driver’s neck before the opponent could flee, and continued shooting penetrated the tires.
After confirming there were no more enemies, Daria stood up and quickly walked to the arriving Chevrolet SUV, pulled open the passenger door and sat down, forcefully patting the door and loudly shouting to Tiffany, "We need to go, GO, GO, GO..."
While Tiffany was checking the gang bodies, she cursed ’bitch’ and glared at Mountain Eagle plucking a necklace from a gang gunman’s neck, saying, "Why are you always surrounded by these kinds of bitches?
FUCK, why are you stealing?"
Mountain Eagle, looking at these gang gunmen who seemed to want to wear all their belongings, disdainfully said, "These guys have nothing genuine on them..."
As he spoke, he threw the gold chain back into the car, took out his phone, and snapped a few pictures of a guy covered in tattoos, then while walking to the SUV, said to Tiffany, "I take Daria’s actions as a recognition of my charm.
No wonder you don’t fit in with the HRT; if you had half of Daria’s EQ, you’d probably be at a manager level by now."
"Ha?"
Tiffany was provoked to laughter, she caught up and fiercely said, "Do you think sleeping with men gets you promotions and raises?"
Mountain Eagle gestured for Butcher and the others to get into another car, then he himself opened the back door of the SUV, first threw in a tactical backpack, then looked at Tiffany and said, "You’re wrong, sleeping with men is the lowest tactic in the workplace... Thɪs chapter is updated by novel·fire·net
Continuously demonstrating value and always giving positive feedback when facing superiors is the secret to getting promotions and raises."
Tiffany opened the driver’s door and sat in, she glared at the smiling Daria, then started the car and sped out of the parking lot...
The two SUVs left the town before the police arrived, when they entered the highway, Tiffany first used a phone to notify an FBI contact who had been prepared for her...
She recounted the events that took place in the motel parking lot, then turned off the phone, stuffed it into a bag of potato chips, wrapped it up, and placed it in the glove box.
Daria, observing Tiffany’s mysterious maneuvers, curiously said, "What are you doing?"
Tiffany, with a somewhat unpleasant expression, said, "We just finished contacting someone from the FBI, and the Haitian gang showed up looking for us right after; I have to take some precautions.
The bag’s material can block signals to prevent them from tracking us through my phone."
Daria, suddenly enlightened, exclaimed, "Wow, I didn’t think of that. You’re really something!"
Mountain Eagle watched as Daria easily cheered up Tiffany with a few words, he chuckled and shook his head, then gripping the radio, he said, "Butcher, watch the vehicles ahead and behind, our license plate is exposed, the other party won’t just send a few people."
Mountain Eagle’s words seemed prophetic; minutes later, on the sparsely trafficked opposite lane appeared four SUVs...
As they passed the two vehicles with Mountain Eagle and his crew, they saw each other...
Watching the strapping black men inside those SUVs, Mountain Eagle said to Tiffany, "Speed up..."
As Mountain Eagle was speaking, the four SUVs abruptly stopped and turned, chasing after Mountain Eagle and his team...
Seeing the pursuing vehicles getting closer, Mountain Eagle said in a deep voice, "Find a side road ahead, we’ll deal with the pursuers, switch cars, then leave..."