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[ 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
[ 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
"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
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
[ Welcome, Hunter. ] [ Luton Mountain. Thu, 21 Aug 40XX_. 5.46 AM_ ] [ Coordinate: -5°.27’587” S.119°.4’684” E_ ] [ Wind : 10m/s to Southwest 76°_ ] [ Terminal Func//A2 ] [ Distance on target: 2000m. ] [ Target mission: Ace Hendrix, Alek Velkan, Barton Nikolai. ] "I'm in position." [ Stay focused on your mission, Hunter. ] "Luton Mountain, a relic of a greedy and failed empire." He muttered sarcastically. "Their conspiracy must be exposed." He climbed the hill higher in search of a good lookout spot. His firing range to Ace Hendrix's secret facility was about 2000 meters from behind the thick fog and the cold wind in the dawn. The cargo plane has just landed. The soldiers were busy unloading wooden containers and taking them inside a secret facility. The chemical factory was tremendous and guarded heavily. New armored vehicles arrived at the perimeter of the front. Four soldiers came out of it, while two others patrolled once every seven minutes. The secret facility had a
[Seth's Life Earlier. ] "But do you have to do it yourself? And this is your project. Why should I do it?" Seth refused their request. Taking care of this work and project made him exhausted. It is not even his job! He would like to work on this project alone if he could choose. [ People are useless like them! Why do they have everything? ] Seth muttered irritably. How many days did he not sleep well for the sake of doing everything before the deadline came? Seth always works hard alone. But the Castor team enjoys bonuses and good imaging from the CEO – Daniel Powter. Seth hissed in frustration. [That's not fair! ] "For what? There's you. That's why you work here. Poor people like you have to work hard. Didn't I give you the money, loser?!" Castor said virulently. Seth is unable to fight them. Every day humiliated unfairly. Seth's hands are clenched on his lap. His soul harbored inexpressible wrath and revenge. "I'm not taking any money from you, Castor!" Seth replied with
"Baby?! Open the door! It's me, Millie. I brought you breakfast! Are you in there?!"Millie knocked on his apartment door impatiently, her tiny voice echoing outside. "Wait a sec!" Seth called from the bathroom door.With a towel on his head, Seth grabbed the apartment door, and with arduous, he pulled the door wide open. A crackling sound was deafening. His face was radiant to welcome the arrival of Millie - his lover. The single most beautiful gift Seth had in his life - Millie Graham. "Millie? Are you coming? I just got out of the shower. Come on in. Sorry, the door's a little broken." Seth smiled airily and opened the door wider. If it wasn't for Millie, maybe Seth chose suicide long ago. The presence of Millie makes him keep the spirit of living a life that often ends badly and unlucky for him. "You have to find a new apartment. Look for something better. Why are you so happy to live in this crappy place?" Millie grumbles, and she rolls her eyes lazily. Seth giggled. "It i
Seth muttered and laughed behind his desk. "I can imagine their stupid faces now!" Deliberately absent today to show the rottenness of the Castor team in front of investors and CEO Daniel Powter. Seth has been sending corrupt documents to Castor and his other fucking associates' accounts to infect the entire primary Covcaid company system. "I assure you, you will be dead!" Seth opens his laptop, and he infiltrates his office security system. With a smirk like a devil, no one knew – that Seth controlled the entire control system of the company. He was treated like scum and beaten up by his wealthy colleagues all this time without showing his dark side. "If they can do evil, I can also be a monster!" Seth is too fed up with grudges and hurts that repaying is arduous. Poverty in Oakenvale is indeed a disgrace to the townspeople. The System in this country is unfair. Seth is willing to do anything, even let his darkest side destroy others. [ I want to be like them and laugh at the