Ben led them through the corridor leading to an underground warehouse. They found a door which was guarded by two men, they bowed their heads when they spotted their boss and made way for them. Jason followed them as they entered the room which was filled with weapons, and equipment. Their eyes widened in awe, Oscar Morgan nodded his head in excitement. The air was thick with the smell of gun oil and metal, and the faint buzz of fluorescent lights filled the space.“Welcome to my temple,” Ben said as a small smile curved on his lips.Jason shook his head when his gaze around, taking in the sheer scale of operation, racks of guns from pistols to assault rifles, lined the walls. Crates marked with various codes and symbols were stacked high, some partially open revealing their contents, grenades, ammunition, and other military-grade equipment. There were also shelves filled with high-tech gadgets, communication devices, and survival gear.“Wow, this is incredible,” Jason said, everyt
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