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[ Welcome, Hunter. ] [ Coverty District. Atlas-87. Sun, 21 Dec 40XX_. 12.46 AM_ ] [ Coordinate: -7°.15’789” S.121°.4’674” E_ ] [ Wind : 12m/s to Southwest 86°_ ] [ Terminal Func//Index//A4_ ] [Distance on target: 2500m_ ] [ Target mission: Marek Rockefeller. Solomon Jones. Alika Kaprov_ ] "Yep. I got the coolest place. Yeah, this is gonna be great. I can imagine my victory." [ It's too soon to celebrate victory, Hunter. It is only said to win if they have been executed. ] "Come on, entertaining me a little doesn't cost you anything, does it?" Seth staked out an automated telescope; he rotated the scope calibration to get the best visual and detail. Seth marks his enemies one by one using a temperature detector. He sat among the rows of dense Pines. The suit can camouflage with the surrounding environment. At the top of this highest cliff, only rocks, grass, or branches are frozen as far as the eye can see. The temperature is below freezing. Great place to execute. Anyone w
"Okay, I can see everything. Drones are also useful." Seth said sincerely praise. "Marek Rockefeller. It's in his room. That blonde woman? Who is she? Should I finish her too?" [That's Olga Dmitry. She's Target's fiancee. Yes, you have to finish everything. Don't leave a trace, don't leave anything behind. You don't want his fiancee to become the criminal's successor and take revenge by endangering all of humanity? They're just as vile. Seize Marek Rockefeller's cell phone and briefcase. We need to know who he contacted and what they discussed about the new world order. He could have brought access to other international criminal networks. The slightest hint, we need. ] "A new world order? That's ridiculous. Why aren't they circus performers? Control this world under their hands? You are an idiot!" Seth giggled savagely. "They're crazier than you." Seth uses his tablet to control the Drone to fly further into the main facility. The Drone crept on the wall; he pulled out tiny needles
"Hostiles!" Seth is lurking among the shadows of darkness; he must be startled by the rush of shots from automatic carbines welcoming his arrival. He had not yet had time to breathe a sigh of relief and celebrate his victory. Short time. In a dark and poorly lit bunker, Seth uses night vision mode to finish off the troops guarding inside the bunker. Even Seth had expected to get this attack. A flood of bullets wildly whizzed and shot through the air. Seth has to move places, roll fast and dodge all their attacks. He filled the magazine with lightning movements and launched another return fire. Several single incursions managed to knock out the enemy. However, Seth is forced to flee behind a steel object to stay alive and safe. He must not die on the battlefield, no matter what. Seth will not live forever as a murderer. Someday he will have to leave this world. He was forced to go through all this as a stepping stone to save his already bad and miserable life. Rather than Seth endi
[ Task 2. ] [ Coverty District. Atlas-87. Sun, 21 Dec 40XX_. 02.24 AM_ ] [ Coordinate : -7°.15’789” S.121°.4’674” E_ ] [ Wind : 13m/s to East 51°_ ] [ Terminal Func//Index//A2_ ] [ Distance on target : 2800m_ ] [ Target mission: [ Marek Rockfeller. Solomon Jones. Alika Kaprov_ ] [ It’s long range execution contract. Take them down, quietly. Stay in the dark. Infiltrate without raising alarm. ] “Affirmative. I’m in the area.” Seth has gained a comfortable place and position. That's a lot farther than hunting down Marek Rockefeller. Not a severe problem for him. Seth has the right equipment for a long-range contract like this. Right under shady trees, in thickets of bushes, and rocks that can support a sniper rifle, it weighs its weight. Seth did have to spend extra energy while carrying this modified tactical rifle. Even when running, he has to control his heart rate and breathing twice as much. Fortunately, the Exosuit, which has self-healing technology, helps with every mo
[ Solomon Jones: for what? We can sell this and double the profit. All we can do is reason with him that the rebels stole everything. If we move quickly and quietly. He won't find out! You follow my advice and my orders. Alika or Marek will cooperate. You know a big profit won't come and go a second time. This is an excellent opportunity; he's off guard. It doesn't matter if we hide between them. Fortunately, the rebels are here. Not entirely troublesome. The good news is that we can make them black sheep! Trust me. It's gonna work, Banks. ] Seth fell on the ceiling of the iron bars that left a narrow room that could only be entered or passed by one person. He stalked Solomon Jones in relative silence. No one was aware of his presence. Its modal mask scanner system has confirmed that it is the target of both. "I saw the target." [ Take him down. We will never be at peace if they still breathe and exist. ] "Got it. I'm hacking into Solomon's cell phone network." Seth hacked into So
[ Task 3. ] [ Coverty District. Atlas-87. Sun, 21 Dec 40XX_. 04.15 AM_ ] [ Coordinate: -7°.12’958” S.121°.5’974” E_ ] [ Wind: 9m/s to West East 66°_ ] [ Terminal Func//Index//A8_ ] [ Distance on target: 3100m_ ] [ Target mission: [ Marek Rockefeller. Solomon Jones. Alika Kaprov_ ] "The document confirms their ArcticNeo8 covert operation there. I know you must know something about that, don't you? Tell me, Raven. What exactly am I dealing with?" Seth asked curiously. Seth sips his drink while watching the last facility; his mission is to hunt down Alika Kaprov. After finishing a pack of Danish bread, enough to prop his stomach attacked by hunger. Exosuit does make his stamina always awake, but for the matter of the stomach, advanced self-healing technology cannot do much. Hunger or thirst; conditions that are difficult to compromise. "I haven't found any Plutonium or uranium. I think the material is controlled by Alika." Seth continued to examine the facility's situation from
[ Mission one accomplished: Marek Rockfeller. Solomon Jones. Alika Kaprov are terminated_ ] [ Task 1 rate: A/98% completed_ ] [ Ready for the next contract_ ] [ Assassination system is loading_ ] [ Evidence database uploading_ ] [ Congratulations, Hunter. You have completed the first mission. Excellent job. Please check your bank account. Payment transfer notification you just log in_ ] "Really, keep your promise, huh? Real or joke?" Seth frowned as he read the message that suddenly appeared from the system on the screen of his intelligent Tablet. He was eating his morning meal, which could have been more pleasant. The taste is annoying; breakfast in this dead city could be a better experience. Even though the food was delicious, it still needed more flavor. Can you still eat peacefully and comfortably in the middle of a dead body? Seth thought in his mind. [ What else can I do. I was on the battlefield. Carry out the mission. A real soldier should be like this, right? To li
[ Mission 2_ ] [ Darkfrost. Nuclear Generating Facility. Mon, 22 Dec 40XX_. 10.12 PM_ ] [ Coordinate: -9°.10’221” S.248°.7’425” W_ ] [ Wind: 10m/s to East 46°_ ] [ Terminal Func//Index//A7HQ_ ] [ Distance on target: 2400m_ ] [ Target mission: [ Moira Astrophel, Keir Barkovitch, Braxton Collymor_ ] [ Primary objective: Avalscar_ ]"Oh, the cargo I've been waiting for," Seth muttered cheerfully. He ran while remaining alert to his surroundings. "Finally came too. It's nice to have cool equipment. I hope you brought me some good stuff, Raven."[ We're sure you won't be disappointed with this one. Manufactured and made specifically for you, all equipment automatically connects to your Exosuit. It's definitely your style. ]Seth was at the forefront of the enemy if not for his mask Scanner mode; perhaps he could not hunt down targets at night. All his missions must be done at night. Where the guard of the enemy area is weakened. Seth could have done his mission during the day. Only
Chapter 47 [ Oakenvale White House Congress_ ] [ President Benjamin Hayes_ ] [ Vice President / President of the Senate Melissa Clint_ ] [ Oakenvale States. An emergency meeting of all Joint Chiefs of Staff and parliament_ ] [ Live CAM_ ] [ Recording_ ] [ Sound Online_ ] [ How did Jarvis know about the Legion?! This cannot be allowed! Jarvis jeopardized my position. The Legion is mine! I have the right to it, no one else?! Why would the people I trusted turn against me! Jarvis must be killed! But in what way? Poison him? If he dies now in such an intense situation, it endangers everything. Hayes will order an in-depth inspection of Jarvis' death and an investigation involving all the highest departments up to the Ministry of Defense. This will lead to the end of me or the other six officials involved. I can't work with them either. If all my plans are exposed, they will inflict this mistake on me, and I will be made a black sheep?! Not now. I had to calmly think about the s
"Yes, this is a dead body," Cormac commented, his tone sounding to make fun of Vasiliev. Glanced at him with an obsessive expression. Vile giggles. "But part of his head was destroyed. Astonish art!" Vasilev refused to react. Lazy to argue with psychopaths without empathy like Cormac. He shrugged, "this is better. Then the rest lost some of their heads. Leaving only the bones of the nose, jaw, and neck down. You know, like a bomb attack. When the bullet went through his head, it killed him and blew him up, and his face was destroyed. I don't know what kind of Cartridge he used. Awful deadly ability." Cormac knelt before the body, removed the snowdrifts that buried part of the body and examined and analyzed from head to toe. The body's skin looked pale blue, some parts of the limbs on the left arm, shoulder, and leg seemed blackened by frostbite, and the face froze. Half his eyes were open, empty, expressionless. Cormac searched for the source of physical injuries in the form of bru
[ Atlas-87 Fall_ ] [ Victor Cormac_ ] [ General Vasilev_ ] [ Live CAM Recorded_ ] [ Sounding Online_ ] [ Index//A87F// Terminal Func_ ] "Atlas-87 is gone." Vasilev got off the Humvee in a tone of deep disappointment. He walked ahead, having one of his men open the door for Cormac. "All the dead were buried with fire and dust. There's nothing left. The bodies of my men are gone. Can you believe that?" Vasilev showed the way to Cormac, who had just exited the rear passenger seat. Nothing was left but the rubble buried by the heavy snow that had recently plagued the Broken Lands. Cormac let out a long sigh, a trail of white vapor coming out constantly from his nostrils. He slung a sniper rifle behind his back while smoking a menthol cigarette wedged in his mouth. It's like a Mafioso movie. He followed Vasilev's step. Cormac's eyes roamed, fixated on the charred debris, shattered to melt with the dust. The lower iron branch part of the jammer Tower or radio transmitter signal coll
[ Dastan Adam’s Militant Army_ ] [ Wharf Mountain Shelter_ ] [ Live CAM Recording_ ] [ Ultrasoun Online_ ] "We have not succeeded! Their Jammer towers are still everywhere. It seems useless; our struggle this time to destroy the Jammer in the northern region is ineffective. The damn general must have rebuilt a new one." Blake Shepperd blabbed irritably. He untied the semi-automatic rifle that hugged his back tightly. Felt a burning pressure on his shoulders. Militant group Dastan Adams was enjoying breakfast served in the soup kitchen. In these mountains, in the heart of the jungle hinterland and Wharf Mountain foothills, is their possessions' central headquarters. Dastan built shelters such as shelter tents, medical emergency tents, and one small building they used as a soup kitchen. Dastan found a small castle building while escaping from the cruel dungeon, Hiker. Dastan Adams, a Volatile Cloud Republic's military regiment member, frees the remaining survivors to join him aga
[ Welcome, Hunter. ] [ Task 10 ] [ Caelkirk, Volk District Harbour. Mon, 8 Jan 40XX_. 5.46 AM_ ] [ Coordinate : -5°.27’587” S.119°.4’684” E_ ] [ Wind : 10m/s to Southwest 76°_ ] [ Distance on target : 2900m. ] [ Sabotage Operational Deliver. Destroy Tanker Shipment and Volk Port_ ] [ Next Contract Target: Mack Avillion, Burke Lane, Simon Wells. ] "Any news or progress from Oakenvale State?" Seth asked, stalking the situation of Volk Port District Harbor from his binoculars. "Because I'm a little curious, Raven. I wonder how fast they're moving. As a superpower, well even, though, they do have a lot of Statistics and inequality, which is frustrating, anyway. Not everything, still." The snow stopped falling, and the sky seemed to warm up in the morning. Dawn is coming from the East. Causing spills of random bright orange lines like traces of oil paint spills in space. Seth examines his watch; the bustle of Volk Port is only seen when one tanker has just docked and arrived at t
"Mr. Cormac! Welcome aboard. I'm General Vasilev−" After landing on Scholar Neopold, Cormac got off the plane, an icy wind hitting his firmly jawed face. His cold, emotionless, sharp-eyed look scrutinized all corners of the Broken Lands. Cormac is obsessed with destruction and bloodshed. A cold-blooded killer who doesn't care who his victim is. He can kill or hunt for no reason. "I know who you are. The Prime Minister explained it to me. What's happening here; Prime Minister Adonis knows how to be artful. I saw it in the air. Incredible movement." Cormac smiled faintly. Handed the suitcase into the hands of Vasilev's subordinates. Vasilev orders his men to contain all of Cormac's supplies and luggage. They nodded swiftly and moved quickly. Vasilev smirk. "Yeah, he's good at spotting opportunities. Volatile clouds have abundant natural wealth. It will never run out, even if it is a big one. I've been filling this place for almost three decades. This is a concentration camp. My army
[ Black Ops Organization Secret Meeting_ ] [ Seven Government Involved_ ] [ Live CAM_ ] [ Recorded_ ] [ Jasiel Adonis, Prime Minister of Technology and Innovation_ ] [ Sirius Ledger, Head of Presidential Staff_ ] [ Darius Easton, Head of Secret Services_ ] [ Visha Castriel, Deputy Prime Minister of the Nuclear and Atomic Department_ ] [ Damon Holloway, Head of Defense Information Systems Agency _ ] [ Ace Hendrix, Deputy Director of Defense Intelligence Agency_] [ Jarvis Walton, Deputy of Defense Intelligence Agency _ ] "What is going on, Jasiel?! I heard a lot of rumors going around! Someone infiltrated the Volatile Cloud?! Who is he?!!" Ledger snorted restlessly in his chair. All their jaws were hardened by the anxiety beyond measure; if a mysterious party managed to infiltrate there, it would mean that the regional operations and secret projects were leaking out. One clearly knows the exploitation and the genocide that took place in the Broken Lands. Visha folded her
"I found the cargo and the whole city in ruins," Seth reported while stalking the situation of Darkfrost, the district where he was resting before the violent explosion occurred and almost killed him. "This is eradication. How could Adonis do such a thing to an innocent country?! Why is it like this? Dammit!" Nothing was left of the place; General Vasilev ordered his army to destroy the city. The Ravager thoroughly completed its task of razing the rows of empty buildings to the ground. Its ruins are buried by snow, this dead city. If only there were still living citizens-no, one would have survived this sickening massacre. Seth cursed resentfully. [ Too bad. This fertile place should be exploited by irresponsible people. ] Seth sits among the bushes and trees of the forest on his last way out to get his cargo back to Darkfrost. From his binoculars, he had to ensure no enemies were around. He managed to avoid the scattered mine traps after finishing off all the enemies guarding the
[ Dash! ] A small eruption tore apart the Firestorm's main control box until the anti-tank armored vehicle was utterly paralyzed. Seth sees electrostatic waves creeping across Firestrom's skeleton, rendering him unable to move. Thick white smoke came out from under the wheels, the hatch cover of the cabin wide open to the accompaniment of curses from the operator who moved it. Hiding in the shadows, Seth immediately ambushed the operator, pounced on him from behind, smothered his mouth, and thrust a military knife through his victim's heart. One of his colleagues came out of the cabin Hatch; Seth shot him in the head with a silencer. They are wholly paralyzed without being detected. Hiding their bodies in the thickets of bushes. In the silence, Seth climbs up the Firestorm to look through the hatch. Not a single one is still alive. "Firestorm is down." [ Good; proceed to your cargo, Hunter. ] Able to move freely, Seth darted forward into the heart of the emergency facility. Stil