Chapter 56

After receiving this mission, the entire 'Infiltration' mercenary group sprang into action. The recruit went to the Rose and Sword bar to find Jerry and Ralph, as these two had returned alive and had engaged with the armed militants on the island, thus having a good understanding of the local situation.

The Rose and Sword bar was run by a disabled mercenary, making it a frequent gathering place for mercenaries. The bartender, with a face full of scars, wiped the glasses with his six fingers.

Many people were gathered around the bar, and Jerry and Ralph were drinking shot after shot of strong liquor. The mercenaries around them chatted in small groups.

"Barkeep! Another round!" Ralph shouted, raising his glass.

"Hey, Ralph, drink a little less! I don't want to drag you out again like yesterday," the bartender said, shaking his head.

"Hahaha, Six Fingers, no problem! Just throw us out at closing time!" Jerry shouted, raising his glass.

The recruit walked over to these two dejected men, patted their shoulders, and said, "Guys, long time no see."

The two turned around and said with a bitter smile, "Hey, Recruit! Long time no see."

"Are you two drowning in a barrel of alcohol?" the recruit asked.

"Well, what can we do? We gave all our money to the widows and orphans as resettlement fees. What else can we do but drink?" Jerry said, taking a swig of his drink.

Ralph clenched his fists and remained silent. The recruit said directly, "Do you want revenge? Don't be like a woman, numbing yourself with alcohol."

Jerry looked up at the recruit in surprise and asked, "Did you also take that damn mission?"

The recruit nodded and said, "Yeah, if you want revenge, come on." Then he turned and walked out of the bar.

Jerry and Ralph exchanged a glance, propped up their limp bodies, and walked out. Their teammates had died in that island, and seeing their former comrades die one by one, how could they swallow this anger? Recruit was skilled, and he might really be able to complete this mission.

The recruit waited outside the door for a while and saw Jerry and Ralph stagger out. He drove a Hummer and took the two back to the abandoned factory he had bought.

The bumpy ride made Jerry and Ralph fall asleep in the back seat. The recruit carried the two into the factory. Bob and the others, who were preparing, smelled the strong alcohol and said with a grin, "Oh, boss, where did you find these two dried fish?"

The recruit threw the two bearded men onto the sofa. "These two dried fish are well-known, Viper Jerry and Hound Ralph," the recruit said, shaking his head.

Kate looked at the two men who looked like vagrants and said, "The shock of the team's annihilation must have been great. These two were once the most famous figures, and I heard about them when I was in the military! I didn't expect them to be this drunk now."

"Alright, stop reminiscing, wake them up. After all, they have directly engaged with the people on the island," the recruit said.

William picked up a bucket, filled it with ice, added some water, and poured it over Jerry and Ralph's heads.

The cold water woke them up. "Hey, where are we?" Jerry said groggily.

Ralph saw the recruit and shook his head, "Recruit, is this your mercenary group? Do you think you can complete this mission with just these broken guns? There are many monsters on that island."

Ralph's words provoked Bob, who was carrying a Gatling Vulcan heavy machine gun. Bob waved the heavy machine gun, which weighed over a hundred pounds, and shouted, "Open your eyes! This thing can tear apart an armored car and turn you into mush!"

"Ha ha ha! A Gatling Vulcan heavy machine gun? Oh, buddy. Our two mercenary groups had four gunners and four Gatling Vulcan heavy machine guns! This thing can't hit those fast-moving monsters," Jerry said, mocking himself.

"Oh, do you have anti-material sniper rifles? Ha ha, that thing can't penetrate those monsters' bodies! Ha ha ha!" Ralph pointed at Kate's Barrett M95, mocking her.

Everyone fell silent after hearing the two men's words. The 'Viper' and 'Hound' mercenary groups were known for their powerful firepower. This ten million dollar mission was taken on by both groups.

"It seems the FBI's intelligence was quite watered down," Katerina said softly.

The recruit also realized the situation was serious and immediately called Li She. "Boss, things have changed!"

"What's the situation?" Li She asked, holding the phone.

"I found Viper Jerry and Hound Ralph. From their accounts, the situation on the island is not simple," the recruit said.

"It seems the FBI is playing tricks. I want to see what's on that island!" Li She said.

After hanging up, Li She looked at Wang Yuyan and Li Yunlu, who were busy in the kitchen. "I'm going on a trip in a few days," Li She said to them.

"Oh? Are you going to complete that mercenary mission? It sounds like a courier job. Can we go too?" Wang Yuyan asked, poking her head out.

"A courier job? Sounds good. Recruit's courier service is just starting, and it needs to build a reputation. Do you need us to go?" Li Yunlu also said.

Li She smiled but didn't explain. In Wang Yuyan and Li Yunlu's minds, mercenaries and couriers were similar. Although they had been here for half a year, they always thought the mercenary group Recruit ran was a courier service.

Li She patted their heads and said, "Let's not. It's a deep forest, and you two will suffer. I can't bear to see you go through that."

After comforting them, Li She drove to the recruit's place. As soon as he entered, he saw two bearded men sitting on the sofa, drinking shot after shot of strong liquor.

The recruit and the others stood up and respectfully called, "Boss!"

Ralph and Jerry looked over and saw an Asian man with a bald head walk in. In the European mind, strength was associated with physique, and Li She's slightly thin build didn't seem special to them.

"Recruit, aren't you the leader of this mercenary group? Why do you have a boss?" Jerry asked, reeking of alcohol.

The recruit frowned and said, "Strength is paramount! He is stronger than me, so he is my boss."

Li She didn't waste words, took out two bundles of US dollars, and threw them on the table, saying, "Tell us what happened on Bartella Island, and these are yours."

Seeing the green US dollars, the two each took a bundle, smelled it, and said, "Ah! The smell of US dollars, it's been a long time since I've seen ten thousand dollars! Since you want to send yourselves to your deaths, we'll tell you our painful experiences after taking your money." Jerry shrugged.

Ralph put the money away, poured a shot of strong liquor, and drank it in one go. He said softly, "You know the location of the island, so I won't repeat it. Ha! The FBI's shit, they just said to hunt the 'Silver Fox,' but the island turned out to be hell."

"Right, hell is a fitting metaphor! It was hell. Our two mercenary groups had a total of forty-two people. Our firepower was five times yours. We had Vulcan heavy machine guns, anti-tank rockets, and even two modified amphibious aircraft!" Jerry said, burping.

"Right, those two planes were great, from the 'Chicago Printer.' He even installed two grenade launchers on the nose. Ha ha ha!" Ralph laughed.

The recruit explained to Li She, "The Chicago Printer is called Kent Wim. He is the largest underground arms dealer in Chicago and has many heavy weapons."

Li She nodded and gestured for Ralph and Jerry to continue.

"Hah! Landing was easy. Apart from the rough seas, there were no obstacles. But once we landed, the entire island was a dead city! A dead city with no one!" Ralph said in a low voice.

Li She pondered. Bartella Island was located in the eastern Pacific, one of the smaller islands in the Galapagos archipelago, with an area of 21 square kilometers. It had over two thousand residents, mostly fishermen. How could there be no one? Suppressing his questions, he continued to listen.

"That's right, a dead city, not a single person. The houses were new, but there were no residents. Although strange, we couldn't resist the temptation of ten million dollars. According to the intelligence, the 'Silver Fox' group was in the jungle in the middle of the island, so we spent the night in that cursed town. Ha ha ha! We were blinded by the money," Jerry said, mocking himself.

Jerry and Ralph exchanged a glance and saw fear in each other's eyes. Ralph poured another shot of strong liquor, took a swig, and said, "At first, everything was fine, surprisingly smooth. We set up sentries, and the others slept in the town!" Ralph's eyes were vacant, as if recalling something terrifying.

Ralph's trembling hand grabbed the bottle and drank deeply. "Ah!" He blew out a breath, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and continued, "That night, around midnight, I heard Gil's screams. Gil, the sentry, a cute Brit, his screams were horrific. Everyone woke up, and I rushed out with my AK-47. When I reached Gil's position, I only saw a large pool of blood. Blood everywhere, and entrails. Entrails everywhere!" As he spoke, Ralph couldn't help but cover his face and cry.

Jerry, on the other hand, laughed maniacally. Seeing these two once-famous mercenary leaders in such a state, the recruit and the others couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. After listening to their fragmented accounts, they all felt that this mission was not simple.

Bob, the polar bear, weakly said, "Boss, maybe we should give back that money..."

Before he could finish, Li She interrupted, "Money in hand, absolutely no return! Otherwise, 'Infiltration's' reputation will be ruined. I want to see who the monsters are!" As he spoke, Li She's aura of a master unfolded, and a fierce, brutal killing intent enveloped the room, making everyone shudder.

Seeing Li She's display, everyone felt reassured. Who was the boss? He could wipe out all of them in 9.05 seconds. With such skills, what monsters did they have to fear?