After practicing yesterday, the next day, they did their normal activities. In the morning, they would have breakfast, except that the atmosphere in the dining room was quieter than usual. The participants sat in silence, eating their breakfast with serious expressions and looking exhausted from yesterday's training. The training was very hard and tiring for some of the participants. They had all been warned at the beginning, but they took everything for granted, but in reality, they were exhausted. Few people spoke, and Carson was among those who preferred to be quiet and observe, even though he was not exhausted at all.After breakfast, they were gathered in the open field, where they had practiced yesterday. The commander, who looked fierce yesterday, had a cold and intimidating gaze. He stood tall in front of them."There will be a big change today," he said in a firm, resonant voice. You will be divided into teams. Two people per team. If your numbers are not even, then one team
They had arrived at the designated location and were now proceeding cautiously, their eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, looking for signs of other groups that might be hiding. As they walked, suddenly, their steps stopped. Ahead, two large figures emerged from behind the bushes, walking slowly towards them. Their bodies were stocky, with calm and confident movements.Fossa turned to Carson, signaling with a subtle gesture-a waving hand, eyes that glanced sharply at the opponent. "Go, now!" Fossa pleaded. They had to dodge because their opponent was big, which made them pessimistic.However, Carson did not care about his request. He did not move. Instead, his eyes were glued to the two huge figures, like something was burning inside him. Fossa frowned, feeling the tension coursing through him. He clucked in annoyance."Is this guy crazy?" complained Fossa.He backed away slightly, not wanting to get involved. With one quick step, Carson turned around, running towards the two o
After a while, the winner was finally announced. The atmosphere around them suddenly became quiet, all the teams waiting for the result. Although those who won already knew who won, they were curious as to who the group that passed was other than themselves. After a few seconds that felt like hours, it wasn't long before Darwis' team was called first. Many had expected this because Darwis was very reliable because he was strong.Darwis and his teammates couldn't help but smile at their victory. However, their relief was quickly distracted when the announcement continued because it wasn't just one team that won, but there was another. So there were two teams in total, and the second team was Carson and Fossa's team.Hearing all that, Fossa cheered. he was so happy. He glanced at Carson. All this was thanks to Carson's greatness, but still, he didn't want to admit that Carson won all this. He just kept quiet and got hurt."Congratulations to the two teams that made it. However, this is
Two days after their victory and the banquet the night before. Finally, the much-anticipated big meeting arrived. The participants from the various winning teams had put on their best clothes, troop uniforms made of luxurious fabrics, with accents that showed their status and strength.All the team members, including Team Darwis, wore their uniforms with pride, though behind their faces lay anxiety and anticipation. Today, it would all be over one step closer to their goal, but with consequences that could change everything. One wrong move could be the death of them.As they entered the large main room, other people could already be seen gathering inside. The room was filled with people from various elite circles, with an atmosphere that seemed formal and authoritative. There were long tables surrounded by luxurious chairs, all neatly arranged. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, reflecting light that made the room even more magnificent. However, although everything seemed orga
The tournament participants needed to accept what was happening. They did not accept being accused of being spies, so they fought back; their numbers were much smaller. It was just that they were able to master the fight. Not even one of them was injured at all.When Fossa saw that, he gulped. He held a knife in her right hand. He had the intention of killing the other participants. By killing the new members, maybe he could gain the appreciation of the head of the place. It was just that he was still hesitant."If I were you, then I wouldn't do that," Carson admonished.Fossa was shocked by Carson's words and laughed afterward. "Who do you think you are, huh? How dare you tell me what to decide. I can kill you now, surely no one will be angry at all," said Fossa while threatening Carson.Carson only glanced at it. Didn't take the words more seriously. He didn't have too much time to deal with what Fossa said. It wouldn't make the situation worse if he only slightly reprimanded Fossa
Those remaining inside the place began to feel panic creeping into their chests. The large doors had closed. They were all trapped inside that room. It wasn't just the new soldiers who were trapped there; there were many old troops as well. Their numbers were far apart; the old forces were 10 times the number of the new troops. The soldiers, both old and new, had little choice. They had to fight.The old soldiers, although surprised by their leader's decision, immediately received new orders. Their experienced faces were now filled with determination. However, some looked doubtful after seeing the capabilities of the new troops, but an order was still an order."Defeat them," the order was firm and shook the room, "You know what to do, don't you? If you lose, then you will die too." The leader threatened his own troops.The new troops, feeling increasingly cornered and threatened, moved cautiously, but they tried to remain calm. Carson began to advance and killed some of his enemies q
At that moment, Carson and the others began to receive a lot of attacks. The attacks from outside were especially annoying because they kept coming, and the direction was hard to guess. Not only that, there were also a lot of them. It took a lot of work to avoid them all.Darwis even looked exhausted; he rarely looked like this. Carson took a breath and exhaled. He went forward and started running and began to defeat their enemies one by one. This way, it should be easier. In just 10 minutes, he had defeated more than 13 people. This way, it should be easier for them because they only focus on external attacks.Unfortunately, what Carson thought was very different from what happened. Dozens of people came in from nowhere, and Carson could only chuckle because the plan he had made did not produce anything."They really want to kill us, General," said Darwis.Carson turned to where the leader of this place was. The man's gaze was full of smiles. He looked very interested in what was hap
Carson looked at the enemy leader. He was thinking about what he would do. He smiled a little because he had an interesting idea. He did feel a bit tired, but it was not a problem for him because he had often been like this when he was on the battlefield.Everything happening around them felt more and more pressing, but her eyes remained focused and determined. The tightly locked doors, the approaching enemy, and the enemy leader who seemed to be enjoying their confusion united in one goal: they had to find a way out.The automatic weapons continued to buzz, and the bullets rushed, forcing them to move to a safer position. But Carson knew they couldn't keep hiding. They had to act. They had to stop this from happening, and the guns were the biggest problem as they continued to charge towards them.With quick movements, Carson took out a small tool hidden under his shirt. Their hands were shaking slightly from exhaustion, but his eyes remained sharp as he approached one of the weapons
Just as Carson was about to start gathering with his family, he received a call from Darwis. He walked out again. I also got the news that everything was fine. All locations had been checked once again and were completely safe. That made him relieved."Thank you. You'v worked very hard," Carson said to Darwis on his cell phone."You too. Without you, we wouldn't have been able to get all this done. As always, you're amazing, we really depend on you," Darwis said. Carson nodded. "That's how teamwork works. We have to complement each other," he said."Right." A few seconds of silence. Darwis took a breath and exhaled. "Happy New Year, General," he said. Carson smiled. "Happy new year."Carson spent New Year's Eve at home with his little family. He felt warm because it was full of joy. In the living room, twinkling lights adorned the Christmas tree that still stood majestically in the corner, even though the new year was almost here. By the way, now, the curtains were open, reveal
Carson was silent for a moment after hearing the news from Darwis. Shock and anxiety were clearly visible on his face. "The elite neighborhood? Where is my family?" his voice was full of confusion, and anxiety immediately spread to him. He looked at his subordinates with questioning eyes. Carson even swallowed. "We have to leave immediately. We have no more time. Let's go," he ordered firmly, without hesitation.His troops looked at each other. Still confused by what had happened, their brains were not working properly because today, too many things had happened. They worked so hard that their bodies and minds were exhausted.Carson, who saw that, patted their shoulders one by one. "Come on, let's go. We have to stop the bomb or there will be more casualties," he said.His troops nodded with a slightly blank stare. But they kept walking and, after a few seconds, finally understood what was happening.His troops quickly launched a focused search operation, dividing into groups to explo
Inside the room that was once dominated by the criminals, the atmosphere was now different. Carson stood upright in front of a large desk, where maps and important information were scattered. Around him, his subordinates, including his loyal men, stood with thoughtful expressions. They had just conquered the enemy base, and although the atmosphere was a little calmer, a feeling of anxiety and vigilance still coursed through them."Tonight is New Year's Eve, finally," said one of the soldiers with a relieved smile. "After everything that happened, it feels like we've accomplished everything. We can rest now.""Right," added another. "They've been defeated, we've won. It's over. Everything is calmer."Carson looked at them all with a serious gaze, but no smile appeared on his face. When he finally opened his mouth, his voice sounded calm yet full of a deep burden. All gazes were fixed on Carson."It's not over yet," Carson said, furrowing his brow.Everyone fell silent at those words. T
Behind the dark screen, the criminals sat with evil smiles etched on their faces. They felt no anxiety or fear of the consequences of what they were doing. Instead, they celebrated the chaos they had created as if this was a game they were enjoying. In a cramped room filled with computer screens and communication devices, one of them stood confidently, looking at his colleagues, who were laughing uproariously.They were a bunch of crazy people who loved chaos. They were doing all this for fun, especially since Carson had captured their leader. No one could restrain them, which made them even crazier and freer."You see," the man said in a low voice, full of confidence, "no matter how hard they try, they'll never be fast enough to stop us. No matter how many they send, we're already ahead of the game. They will only play in the game we make."Across the table, his partner nodded with a wide smile, his eyes twinkling. "This is very fun indeed. If they die, we'll bring more dead with us.
The atmosphere in the town of Springvale was tense, but as time passed, most citizens still went about their routines with little knowledge of what was really going on behind the scenes. They were deliberately not allowed to know what was happening.A few residents gathered in a café not far from the city center, enjoying a cup of morning coffee. Some glanced outside, noting the number of military vehicles and troops that seemed to be getting ready. A large truck full of equipment was also seen stopped in front of the government building. Although most of them didn't know exactly what was going on, the rumbling sound was quite obvious and made them wonder."Look at that. It looks like something big is happening," said one resident, a man in his 40s sitting by the window. He observed the soldiers passing by in full uniform, his hand holding a coffee cup. Do you think this has something to do with New Year's Eve preparations?"A young woman sitting at the table next to him looked out wi
Arriving at the car, he threw his luggage into the side seat roughly, then started the engine with a shudder. When he stepped on the gas pedal, the roaring sound of the engine seemed to represent the anger that was welling up inside him. On the way to his house, his head continued to be filled with images of the fallen victims, the faces he could not save.On the way, Carson grabbed his cell phone and dialed Darwis' contact number. A long ringing sound was heard before Darwis finally picked it up."Darwis," Carson's voice sounded hoarse, trying to hold back his emotions. "This isn't the end for us. I promise I'll handle this better."Darwis was silent for a few seconds. He sensed Carson's disappointment. "I understand, General. We won't let our guard down again either. Forgive us for being negligent." He felt disappointed in himself. "If only we had moved quickly, maybe the bomb wouldn't have exploded, and there wouldn't have been any casualties. All of this is my fault.""You can't b
Cason sat in his chair, his eyes not leaving the large screen in front of him. Although the atmosphere in the headquarters was getting tense, he felt that something was making him more anxious than ever. Slowly, he pulled out his cell phone from his pants pocket, staring at the name on the screen, Alison. He was worried about his wife's state.He took a deep breath before pressing the call button as if gathering the strength to hear the voice he had missed for so long because he was busy with this stressful situation. The phone rang for a few seconds, and finally, Alison's soft voice was heard on the other end."Hello, darling," Alison's soothing voice seemed to sweep away some of his worries.Carson sat up and leaned his back against the chair, trying to calm himself down. "Hello, sweetheart. Are you all right?" Carson said, his voice soft despite the anxiety in his heart."I'm fine." Alison was a little shocked that Carson would ask such a question just now. "Are you okay? If there'
After securing the enemy leader, Cason and his subordinates took him to a dark and isolated room nearby, where the interrogation would take place. The room was lit only by a small chandelier hanging in the center, giving it a tense feel. In one corner, there was a cold metal table, and the chair facing it was empty as if awaiting their role in this interrogation. The leader of the enemy, his face was pale. He was beginning to fear what Carson would do to him.The man, now bound and looking more tired than ever, sat with his body slightly bent. His eyes were red, and he was breathing heavily. In front of him, Cason stood with a sharp gaze. Darwis, along with several other team members, stood by the door, guarding against any interruptions during the interrogation process.Cason walked slowly around the table, his steps heavy and full of a chilling, murderous aura. He didn't say a word, just looked at the enemy leader, who seemed to be getting more and more panicked at Carson's aura."W
Cason faced the two men with his abilities. It turned out that his two opponents were stronger, and again, the two were very compact and very difficult to defeat. Without hesitation, he moved quickly, utilizing his speed and agility to dodge their attacks. His steps were measured while his two opponents worked together, trying to surround him from two directions.The big man moved first, trying to pin Cason down with big, fast steps. However, Cason was ready. He stepped back one step, nimbly dodging the man's outstretched hand. In an instant, he seized the opening, darting forward and blocking the movement of the small man who was trying to get close. Cason's movements were so fast that the little man could only be stunned for a moment, giving Cason room to go further.However, the big man did not give up. He turned around and attacked with a sharp movement, trying to hit with full force. Cason dodged quickly, just a step away from the attack. Cason's every move was meticulous, making