BLEEDING NATION: A Man's Worth in the Hands of Another

Chapter 6: The Mission of the Twelve

It was time for Credonia to put that behind and forge the way forward. It was still a win for the Chosen. Though they may not have delivered the final blow, they had still succeeded in making Credonia a better place. One was down and, their first mission a success. Be that as it may, one may think that, things got easier for the Chosen. After all, the moles were just exposing themselves for them to annihilate.

This is where they were wrong; moles exposing themselves for them to annihilate. With one mole on their wall of fame, the rest dug dipper into the ground. Far away from even the little penetrating sunlight. They no longer dug leaving lumps to mask any trail that the chosen could use. The Chosen, therefore, had no missions with the moles busy digging deep but, every cloud does have a silver lining. For all this while that these moles were busy digging, Credonia was running without a glitch.

As good as that sounded, the Chosen could not rest as long as they knew the moles were busy digging deep. They had to better their game and reach the moles whatever the cost. It was then time to up their game. Instead of waiting for the moles to leave trails for the Chosen to follow, they decided to till the ground deep. Deep and fast enough that the moles stood not a chance of survival. That meant, time for the Chosen to have another meeting had just come.

Surprises were not over yet. This time, it was not on the morning news but those of 7 p.m. in the evening. Once more, this news caught an extra attention. Not only to the Chosen but also to the People of Credonia in general. After the bulletin, just before the news, John was on the phone calling Joe. The first question was whether Joe had seen what was on the news bulletin. Once he confirmed having seen, they had nothing more to talk other than plan a meeting early the next morning.

Immediately after Joe hang up this call, he turned up the T.V. volume to hear more about the disaster. A few young men and women had been reported dead. University students were affected the most. Drug overdose was the cause of their death. Besides corruption, this was the greatest enemy of development in Credonia. Crystal clear, this enemy had just woken up with mayhem as its only agenda. Indeed, the clouds did have a silver lining but not for the Chosen.

As the Chosen, the only light at the end of the tunnel for Credonia to slay these demons, they surely had to do something about it. The following morning, Joe called his office as usual to notify his late arrival and to set things on motion in his absence. From home, he headed straight to the meeting area. Yet again, shortly after his arrival, they were ready to set another example.

Unlike the first mission, this was no easy one. It was a tough one and they had to treat it as such. They knew a big fish and one of the moles had to do with the drugs. This time, they needed to engage their agents fully if they were to succeed. With the Minister of Internal Security by their side, it was a bit of an easy task to accomplish. The police were instructed to use every resource they had. The media too was another tool they had to put into maximum use.

In fact, they did not depend so much on the police to deliver the culprits as much as the media. The police’s main agenda was to ensure that these hooligans were in manacles once they were found. With the Chosen, the agents, and the people of Credonia working together, they were ready to clean up the country. This was all they got. They were not privileged to have the Green Arrow’s list of the kingpins to go shaking them up but they did do their best.

They may not have seen the silver lining in the cloud but still, they were the Chosen. One thing they knew for sure was, the drug wave was to keep them busy for a while. Long enough to give the villains time to plan worse or to go under water. They had to make sure not to allow this to happen at their watch. As their agents got busy, they got busy as well. Busy trying to figure out the kingpins in the shadows behind the drug wave.

A few days later, the agents in deed came up with a solution. Looking for drug dealers in a country full of people was like searching for water droplets in the ocean. They had to narrow the search for faster results. These villains were still at work and not ready to quiver or slow down. Drugs were still taking the lives of their youths. It is said that, it is always good to watch your back. The reason for this is because; the past can have sharp teeth at times. It comes back to bite and when it does bite; a Hyenas bite is less lethal.

The search for answers was first based on anybody that had a history of drug abuse. It could or could not offer much but at least it was a start. The next step was to go for those close to the victims of this fierce wave. Someone had to know something at least. Anything the Chosen could use to win this drug war was open for debate. At last, their efforts had started to bear fruits. A short while later, they managed to have a few behind bars in wait for their fate.

After days, weeks and months of searching, some results could be seen. The rate of petty crimes had gone down as well as deaths from overdose. It was time the Chosen and Credonia started to count their success. To the Chosen’s shock, after putting this success on scale, they got a different measure. This left them with the questions of who, why and how to answer. Time was not on their side as well. They did not have enough in custody not to mention, answers to the questions.

Moles will always be moles. They can pass beneath your feet and you never realize or notice a difference until they strike. As seemed, the Chosen was sent on a goose chase as the moles spread their territory. Among the many they had behind bars, only a hand full could be accounted for. This was the first block the Chosen hit on their road to success.

It is said that, insanity is doing the same thing in the same way repeatedly expecting different results. The Chosen was not ready to put themselves at this position. It is also good to give credit where it is deserved. The Chosen thought to be wise but this time, they had met their match. Back to the drawing board they had to go to brainstorm for new and better ideas. With just a few degrees short of their brains boiling point, John saved the day. No wonder he was the Minister for Internal Security and the Chosen’s overseer. He proved to have earned this position by merit and not luck or favor. When the going gets tough, the tough gets going. Another from the wise men.

It was time to pull the tree by the roots. The moles though, were very aware that the so called Chosen could not put faces to all those suspects that had slipped away. Doing this could be only compared to naming an army of ants as they crossed the road. The only solution was to beat the moles in their own game by playing it and owning it. The how this was to be done was the interesting part of it all. The only way to win against a fool is being one yourself.

This did not sound so good in the ears of the Chosen neither the agents. Nevertheless, desperate times calls for desperate measures. They were willing to be fools for the sake of Credonia. The things they did for their Country… This time, the media had to play their actual role. The rest of the groups were the fools that were to fool the other fools. The first trick was to let these fools hear what they wanted to hear. Other groups, the other fools, were to keep on with the goose chase. This time, they had to be complete morons and make it a merry-go-round goose chase.

Meanwhile, as they went round this merry chasing the goose, John was sharing the great secret with the Chosen. To cut to the chase of asking and answering questions on the options on how to remove a tree by the roots, they jumped right to the conclusion. Their desperation and shortage of time called them to deploying the Perfect Weapon, as John described and called it.