The soldiers formed a wide circle so as to create a stage of some sort. Bryan walked to the middle of the makeshift stage and waited for his opponent while he scanned the faces of the Delta Squad.“Private Grayson! You have been selected by your superior to duel the members of the Delta Squad! Failure to win in the duel will earn you a court-martial for insubordination! If you are not confident in fighting, I suggest you get your sorry ass out from there now! Do you wish to proceed!?” Lieutenant Colonel Durke said with contempt and authority. In his mind, he could already see Bryan cowering away from the fighting stage. Unfortunately Bryan was not only confident he will win, but also he didn't just plan on fighting one at a time.Bryan glance at Lieutenant Colonel Durke and smiled“Affirmative!” Bryan said, then he turned to Major Cutthroat and saluted.“Private Grayson reporting for duty! Sir! I pledge to uphold not only the honor of the United States of America, but also crush the e
Bryan came over to Major Cutthroat's office. The Major General had received an order from the Secretary of Defense to send someone capable to guard his daughter while he goes on a campaign trip with the US president. He instantly thought of the new rising star; Private Grayson. After briefing Major Cutthroat of this vital matter, it was now up to Major Cutthroat to brief Bryan of the upcoming mission and how important it was.“Sir! You sent for me Sir!” Bryan saluted as soon as he stepped into the office.“Have a seat Private.” Major Cutthroat said in a gentle tone.“Thank you Sir.” Bryan responded in a respectful way and sat down.“Private Grayson. I will get straight to the point. We have just received a mission from the Secretary of Defense himself! He requested that we send someone to guard his daughter; Maryanne. Are you up for the job!?”“Affirmative! Sir!”When Bryan heard the word 'Mission' from his commanding officer, he started to shift gears into his mission mode.“Good! P
The girl stood up and glared at Bryan. She was a beautiful girl with long black hair that was tied into two messy low pigtails. She had a fringe just above her blue eyes, her body was fair and slim. She seemed to be exuding an almost haughty aura.“Hey! Why the hell did you throw me!?” the girl asked Bryan in an irritated tone.Bryan who had once stood on the battlefield and defeated level 3 metahumans, fought six strong soldiers without a tinge of worry on his face, was now very much worried. He didn't know what to say in a situation such as this, he didn't even know how to have a dialogue with people as he's always been excommunicated from almost everyone who came across him. Now he has to talk this girl whom he already wronged? Besides, this was not just an ordinary girl, she's the only daughter of the Secretary of Defense! This is a great headache.'I can't believe I'm going to fail my very first covert mission. I have to do something.'“Sorry Ma'am, for throwing you. It was an ac
At the police station inside an interrogation room, Bryan was sitting in front of a grumpy police officer.“Why don't you just admit that you were stalking that poor girl?”With an emotionless face, and an indifferent tone, Bryan responded.“Like I keep on saying, I wasn't following her, it just so happens she was going the same way as me.”“Really? I know you're in the height of your youth, and falling in love is something you'll be experiencing right now, but stalking is no good.” The other police officer responded, the two police officers seemed to be playing the most common role scene of good cop and bad cop.Bryan could only sigh and continue to persuade the officer that he wasn't stalking Maryanne.“Like I said I wasn't stalking her, also what are you talking about falling in love? I just met the girl today when I was transferred.”The bad cop slammed the table and shouted“You are simply wasting everyone's precious time! Why don't you just admit you were stalking her!”The good
In a manor, heavily guarded by men in japanese samurai style, a crisp sound of heel shoes knocking against the tiles could be heard in the inner hall.Akira Nakamura, clad in black spandex and armed with two katana swords, strode into the hall with confidence. The seven middle-aged men seated around the round table looked up, their eyes fixed on her with a mix of curiosity and respect.Akira stopped in front of the eldest man, her father, Kenji Nakamura, and bowed deeply."Otō-sama, konbanwa." (Father, good evening.)Kenji Nakamura, the leader of the Yakuza, nodded slightly, his eyes never leaving hers."Akira, konbanwa. What brings you to this meeting?"Akira straightened, her eyes locked on her father's."I've received intel that the Triads are moving goods through our territory. I request permission to intercept them, otō-sama."The room fell silent, the only sound the soft hum of the tea kettle. Kenji's expression remained impassive, but his eyes narrowed slightly."What kind of g
The four trucks drove in a steady pace down the secluded road, Jian and the Triads members were on high alert. Suddenly, the lead truck burst into flames, blocking the road. The other trucks screeched to a halt, and the Triads poured out, shooting sporadically. They knew they had just been ambushed by the Yakuza."Incoming!" one of the Triad members yelled, as arrows rained down on the Triads.Jian leapt out of the truck, his two handguns at the ready. "Take cover!" He shouted to his team.The Triad members scattered, seeking shelter behind nearby rocks and trees. While Akira and her team charged forward, her sword flashing in the sunlight."Get down!" Jian Li yelled, as he and his team returned fire.The battle was intense, with bullets flying and arrows thudding into flesh. Men screamed and fell, but Akira and Jian Li remained standing, their skills honed to perfection.Akira dodged a hail of bullets, her sword slicing through the air."You're good, but not good enough! Did you real
Akira drove the truck into the Yakuza territory. She had to meet her father and make mission report.Akira walked into the meeting hall, her eyes fixed on her father and the elders seated at the table. She bowed deeply, her hands by her sides."Otō-sama, I have returned," she said, her voice steady.Kenji Nakamura's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing."Akira, you're the only survivor?"Akira nodded, her eyes still cast down."Yes, otō-sama. The Triads misled us into thinking they were moving the crates to the Yagawazu warehouse, we made a change of plan at the last minute and ambushed them at the crossroads, I lost my team, but I managed to escape with the crates. Their Triads also suffered heavy losses as all their escorts were eliminated."The elders murmured among themselves, their faces grave. Kenji's expression turned stern."Akira, you know how important this mission was. Just tell me, did you complete it? Did you bring back those artifacts, and you're sure you killed every one of
Jian Li spent the next few hours gathering intelligence on Akira's whereabouts. He knew she was a skilled fighter, but he also knew she had a weakness - her loyalty to the Yakuza. Although he didn't want to kill Akira as she had spared his life, he knew he could not back away from a mission. The moment he turns his back on his family, will be the moment he ceases to exist.He tracked her down to a small bar on the outskirts of town, a known Yakuza hangout. This was his chance. Jian took his two best handguns, a key to his powerbike and left the manor on his PCJ 600 powerbike.Jian Li stopped at the bar, he only called for two extra guys as back up. This was supposed to be a stealth mission. He approached the bar cautiously, his gun hidden beneath his jacket.As he entered the bar, he spotted Akira sitting in the corner, her eyes fixed on him. She saw him being a bit fidgety as if he was steeling his resolve for something, that's when she knew he was there to kill her, but she didn't f