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Chapter 35 [ The steel vehicle armored anti-tank, code name: Firestorm_ ] "Firestorm came again," Seth grumbled bitterly. He's still hiding behind the bushes. Remain silent and patiently wait before attacking. While looking for ways, options, and lurking on the perimeter of the forefront. "I had to do something with that armored vehicle. It hinders my movement." [ The clock is ticking. Then decide right now, Hunter. ] "I lost a lot of my equipment with the explosion. What am I supposed to do?" Seth asked, confused. "Oh yes, I still have a mask mode scanner for weaknesses. Why would I forget?" The Firestorm came over again to patrol. Seth counted every stop of his post; at each point, they stopped patrolling; almost every 10 minutes passed. "It was briefly. It could be better to use an outboard bomb. But didn't I lose my equipment with the explosion?" They were utterly unaware of one by one; those army vanished without a trace. The lights were constantly circling between the bu
[ Oakenvale White House Congress_ ] [ President Benjamin Hayes_ ] [ Vice President Melissa Clint_ ] [ Oakenvale States. An emergency meeting of all Joint Chiefs of Staff and parliament_ ] "This incident occurred at 02.15 A.M local time. The fleet was patrolling, as usual; the sea atmosphere was calm, with no sign of anything other than a clear night sky. All the soldiers at their posts. The situation was under control; suddenly, without warning, a violent explosion hit the hull. The explosion happened so fast. The crew members were resting – some managed to save themselves using lifeboats. But this is the biggest military disaster as well as the worst that took the lives of hundreds of thousands of people. Not many survived; the crew drowned, drifted, and perished on the high seas." Explained the chief of the Joint Staff of the Oakenvale States Navy - Matthew Kingston. His tone sounded trembling, his face bent gloomily. He was deeply grieved after losing the crew of his finest
"Is the cell phone line secure?!" Jasiel Adonis asked, sighing irritably. His shoulders have been stiff since he was in Congress. His face was red as a result of apoplexy. Jasiel will not accept this sickening insult. The guards nodded. "Safe, Sir." "Speak!" Jasiel orders without further ado as he answers his cell phone. [ We have a severe problem in the Volatile Cloud, Sir. I'm sorry if this news is unpleasant to hear. Some critical facilities disappeared without a trace. Seven of our top brass were all killed, Sir.] Jasiel chuckled in annoyance. "Don't give me bad news, Vasilev! I'll put you in charge of the place! I'm in a bad mood! What other problem are you talking about?!" [ Mayor Moira Astrophel, Keir Barkovitch, Braxton Collymor. They're dead, Sir. After a strange incident occurred in Atlas-87. This happens in the span of just a few days. Someone knocked out the entire primary Astrophel generating system, totally paralyzed. We have absolutely no access to Major Moira's co
"There's also a point in you giving me a training session to assemble an electrostatic patch bomb, Raven. Thanks, this is obviously useful." Seth said with hands busy assembling the electrostatic surge destroyer outboard bomb. [ We've said it repeatedly to you; practice makes perfect, right? ] "Absolutely. You're always right." Seth kept his head down at the back of the deserted, uninhabited Armory warehouse, where he could still hear Firestorm moving regularly, patrolling the top perimeter. Stopped many times in the same place a dozen minutes apart. The floor rumbled as the Firestorm moved, swirling sluggishly out there. Seth quickened his movement. This silence could not last long; he still had to be wary of installing his mask scanner mode, making sure there were no enemies who might be able to surprise and destroy all his plans. The rule of this hunt is to execute undetected; Raven always reminds him repeatedly when Seth is seen by the enemy. And the end of it. Seth thought ab
[ 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
"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
[ 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
"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