Everyone was so focused on what their Major was handing over to his follower, that they all failed to think about the repercussions of when an all-purpose emp device was activated.What brought them more surprise and questions, was that how did their Major know that someone was hiding within their midst.Their expressions changed from surprised to shocked, then to disgraced and humiliated, when the small figure of this mischievous thief who gave them so much trouble was finally unrivaled due to his failing and fluctuating armor system.The youth in question was also surprised, as a horrified expression quickly overtook his face on seeing so many eyes suddenly turn to focus on him.“The scenario was not supposed to be like this!!”Unlike what was expected of a now notoriously infamous thief, he was a handsome boy with blonde hair tied to form a manly bun like those of the ancient attacking footballer, Erling Haaland.Despite havin

After Clark got back home to his mansion, he responded mildly to the cheerful greetings of his workers as he went directly to his room and plopped down on his bed.It was already late, so he had nothing to do outside again. He laid on his bed while looking at his ceiling, as he tried without much success to organize his random thoughts.Despite him knowing that it was a fluke and wanting to get over it, he could not. His thoughts could not help but go back to what just happened.He knew that him taking a defeat so personally was childish, but he just could not get over it. It was a common military mission to bust a thief, but he was now feeling that it was a personal challenge.After finally sorting out his thoughts, he was surprised as after going through his experiences, he discovered that this was his first personal setback against a same ranked soldier.He didn’t know why, but he felt emotionally defeated for a reason. This defeat made hi

Clark’s anger at the death of so many innocent Vatican citizens pushed him to the limit, granting him boundless endurance as he pursued every single terrorist that came for the attack to the ends of the town, not letting any one of them escape.Blood and gore followed him everywhere he went, as the now leaderless and hapless terrorists could hardly put up any resistance to his massacre. His enraged self was unstoppable.Due to his actions, this modest town at the corner of Vatican City became a town laced with blood and dead bodies of terrorists.He never felt exhausted once as he hunted the terrorists, the overflowing anger fueled him and granted him mysterious endless stamina to go round the village without any signs of fatigue.Boom!! His 2-form gun in its sniper configuration emitted smoke from its muzzle, as through his implant he confirmed the kill of the last terrorist who came for the attack.It took him 32 minutes, and 20 seconds to

After dispatching the terrorist soldiers, Clark did not tarry as this was just one among many of the big halls in the large logistics ship. He led the soldiers from the Dragon military division, before storming deeper into the ship.As they moved forward, the ship started shaking and vibrating as the aftermath of the battle outside started impacting it, rocking it left and right with the help of the sea waves.Outside the ship was now even more chaotic as gunshots flew about, forming a loud cacophony of incomprehensible noise. Melee soldiers rushed at their opponents, after being transported closer through the military speed boats.In less than 5 minutes since the Vatican Major arrived, to the terrorist’s dismay, the center point of the battlefield already shifted directly to the position of their logistics ships.Death and chaos reigned over their battlefield, as a terrorist and soldier died every second. Though the death rate of the terrorists was

A few minutes later, the reinforcement of the Vatican soldiers finally arrived at the 3 interconnected towns, shocking the ignorant terrorists that were still focused on wreaking havoc.           “How did their reinforcement come so quickly? Where is our Commander?”           Though they were surprised and confused, they still organized themselves under the leadership of the few executioners who took the helm, with the motive of repelling the reinforcement back.           This was what spelled their doom, as the Vatican soldiers dove into the battlefield in a recklessly organized manner. They were aggressive but organized, which spelled disaster for the still confident terrorists.           The terrorists did not care about all these reverse p