[July 2022]Leaving the British airport, my next objective was to reach the embassy and collect my weapons and armour. I flagged down a cab.“Where to Sir?” He asked as I sat down.“The embassy if you please,” I said and turned my attention to the scenery of London.“Will do Sir.” He said and ignited the engine.The cab driver kept glancing at me through the mirror.“You here on vacation?” He asked.“Just here on business,” I replied nonchalantly.“Whatcha a young kid like you searching for on the streets of London? what sorta business if you don't mind me asking.” He asked and glanced through the mirror.I wanted to just ignore the curious man but then I decided to piggyback on a famous movie punchline.“Sorry, but it's the kind I'll have to kill you if I tell you.”He laughed out loud.“You a special agent or a team guy?” He asked.“Neither. I'm just a kid like you said.” I said in a way that cut off any further conversation.The rest of the drive was silent and soon I arrived at th

We arrived at a small town, under the pitch black night. The folks weren't exactly the friendly type either. I strolled around the street searching for an eatery or at least a snack bar.I found a bar and I went in. I was greeted with silence the moment I got in. The bustling bar had turned into a graveyard.“You lost fella?” the male bartender asked as he reached his hand below the counter.“You need food or milk?” He asked again and that's when I knew something was up. I turned around and looked at the fear-stricken men and women staring at me.“Good Sir, is it liquor you want?” he asked again. I smelt gunpowder and I knew the bartender was holding a gun ready to shoot in case I turned out to be the bad guy.He was a middle-aged bald man, he wasn't even brawny, and he seemed to not have eaten for a year.“Do you have steak? With lots of sauce. Oh yeah, I'll need that milk you mentioned earlier as well.” I said. I still stood by the door.“Pick a table, Sir. I will get your orders re

[AUTHOR'S NOTE: Good day to all my fans and followers. I wanna thank you all for your patronage and dedication to this book; My Demonic System. I wish to first apologize for any inconvenience this act may cause to you, but I assure you that it's necessary and perhaps even beneficial to you as well. I wish to promote two novels which are written by my fellow authors; MY MILITARY SYSTEM by Sofia Cora. And then; The Ozilla Gold System by Ozilla Gold. I assure you it will only be ten chapters each and we shall continue our journey with our dearest Shawn. Thank you for understanding. Love. It Anton Hansen].________________________________________________“TEN HUT!” The deep husky voice boomed around the field. The field could be said to be a perfect artistic masterpiece if it wasn't situated inside a military camp.Rows of military men stood erect next to each other as they awaited the orders of their superiors. Soon a muscular man donning an exquisite military uniform with three star str

“..Wh..what..what is this?” I could feel pain raking my body as he coughed again. The explosion decimated everything within 30 feet of him. The mortar artillery he had been setting up had already blown to bits, why wasn't he dead then? And what was that voice he heard in his head? He thought he was in the afterlife so why was he back here? I raised my hand and I felt it was strange.“I should be dead..blown to pieces..why I'm I still whole?” the flesh showed signs of peeling and nothing else, but instead of blood, he saw red lights around his palm reattaching the flesh and healing his palm. *«The Military System has been activated»“Who said that?” Bryan became fearful. But the voice kept mute, he thought more and realize he didn't hear this voice with his ears, rather it was as if it communicated via telepathy.«Host's body condition and physique is unsuitable for the system, bypassing host's authorization, reconstruction of body initialized»Just as the voi

Click!Bryan walked into the Major General's office and saluted.“Sir! You sent for me Sir!”Major General Bourne seemed to be in his late forties, with bald hair and a Caesar's moustache. The man gestured to the chair in front of him for Bryan to sit.“I was told by Command Sergeant Major Cutthroat of your achievement. I must say I am impressed.” the man spoke with a smile on his face. His voice was a bit identical to that of Command Sergeant Major Cutthroat, except for the ferocity part.“Thank you, Sir, I was merely doing my duty,” Bryan replied with a humble expression on his face.“Oh no son, what you did is what no one else was willing to do. You chose to face more than two hundred RBO soldiers alone, just so you could make sure your teammates survived. Now that's commendable, but what got my attention is this report here made by your commanding officer.” he said while tapping on the file on his desk.“You took out a kill count of more than a hundred RBO soldiers alone. Now if I