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2024-10-29 19:42:56Clark quickly arrived in the nearest town, as he inquired about the name of where he was. He found out that this was a town close to Bahamas city.
Bahamas city is a highly developed city in the southern region of Araga, more developed than Vatican City.
After asking for directions, he discovered that Bahamas city was not where the wristwatch’s direction pointed to. He asked for where the watch was pointing to led and discovered that it was a nearby small town, which deals mainly in agriculture.
In this era, it was hard to see communities that rely on agriculture as their main source of income, as all focus was on technology.
Despite this, agriculture is still an indispensable part of humanity that provides food for humans. Unless a technological gadget is made that can enable humans to forfeit food, agriculture can never be abandoned.
Due to increased technological skills, the government was able to create and provide machines and instruments to farmers, to help them produce agricultural products more efficiently and to help them produce nutrient packs.
Nutrient packs are biscuit-like noodles that provide the six main classes of food nutrients, compressed in a small noodle. They are produced cheaply in high quantities and are mostly used by soldiers to recover strength swiftly, as they are practically tasteless.
The community where the watch pointed to specialized in producing nutrient packs. Clark nodded, as he felt it was normal for the hypocritic Persian tigers to camp in such a community, to avoid attention from the military.
He boarded a vehicle as he embarked on a journey to the community. The car moved after it was filled with passengers. His current look was that of a homeless teenager with unremarkable clothing and appearance.
The camouflage device given to him was very effective. His clothing looked very rough, which was in line with his plan, as he planned to act like a gangster or better still a thief.
The car traveled for over 30 minutes before reaching the town. He came down after paying 2 Spartan credits for the ride. The town was not too technologically equipped, as he saw adults coming and others going to the nearby farm to work manually with modified cutlasses.
He followed the directions of the watch, as he walked deeper into the town. Some people avoided his path on the way, as they looked at him with hostile expressions saying, “get away from here you lowly thief”.
It felt funny to him, but he continued as his mission or better still training was more important than people’s opinion of him. That was a good sign, as it showed his excellence. People looking at him with scorn is proof that his disguise is perfect.
As they said, a good assassin moves unnoticed. So is it also for his current mission, a good spy is the one that can be mistaken for something or someone else entirely.
After moving for over 30 minutes, the watch finally flashed green while pointing at a compound nearby.
He acted naturally, trying not to look at the compound for long, as cameras were installed around its walls. He went to a restaurant opposite the compound, as he thought of how to make these hypocrites recruit him into their ranks. He also felt excited and apprehensive for already seeing the terrorist base.
He prepared before coming, but still, he could not help but feel nervous. He ordered a plate of rice and a soft drink, he ate as his nerves gradually calmed down, while he thought about the situation.
After thinking for a bit, he decided to act like a penniless hoodlum as this terrorist organization mostly recruits such individuals. After eating, he drank the soft drink slowly, as he thought of how to make the commotion, he was about to cause more eye-catching.
He glanced around and his eyes immediately lit up, as he found someone eating with a knife. After observing the situation, a bit, he stood up carrying his plates.
The waiter nearby quickly came to help him carry the plates. “Game on,” he muttered inwardly to boost his confidence.
Boom!! He turned and released a punch at the waiter, making the poor guy fall pathetically while groaning in pain. He dropped the plates while quickly running to pick the knife, as a commotion started.
The female customers screamed as they started running outside. He reached the cashier's side in an instant, as he placed the knife to his neck. “Start bringing all the money you’ve sold for the day, and be fast,” he whispered in a menacing tone.
“Shit,” He cursed in resignation, as some male customers in the restaurant bravely confronted him to release the hostage. The cashier went to work, arranging the money sold for the day while shaking in fear for his life.
His hand shook unstably, as the customers interceded on his behalf. No matter where you find yourself, there are always men who try to play brave and handsome.
Clark was pretty sure that of these men confronting him, only 10% of them did it because they are opposing evil. The majority of these spoilt brats confronted him, only to act bravely in front of girls.
As the commotion continued, he was surprised to see a customer calmly eating like all that was happening around him was air. He was startled but quickly removed his attention from him while continuing to throw threats around. "If anybody moves a step closer the cashier dies," he threatened.
He already knew that the police were called, which was something he already calculated to make the commotion more attention-grabbing.
As the cashier arranged the money, it did not take long before the police arrived. He hurriedly picked the packaged money, as he went on the run, but these brave customers were determined to capture him.
He dodged a customer’s punch, as he quickly gave him a knee strike to his abdomen.
“Ahh!!,” the man screamed in pain as 3 other customers used this opportunity to block his way.
He simply lunged forward with speed as he broke out of the blockade with his forward momentum alone. Unfortunately, due to the pressure he was under, he dropped the money bag and the knife, so it seemed to the spectators.
He pretended to be in a great panic, as he quickly ran outside, crossing the street with speed. The police already formed a blockade, as 3 policemen showed up with batons.
He already decided not to be too exceptional as he ran into a corner, bypassing the 3 policemen. They quickly pursued, and he was sure that they already reported his whereabouts via their implants.
He started planning for routes to take to drag this on, for as long as possible. He came out in another street only to find 2 police cars there, he immediately turned back but saw a policeman behind him.
“So fast,” he exclaimed in surprise. He sighed as he thought, “I’ll still have to fight, my plan was not perfect enough”.
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