"We have tracked the flight. It has taken off from this airport a few minutes ago," A man sitting in a chair with headphones on his head reported.
"Its first interval is over. It will be landing again in an interval of three hours." another man sitting next to the first man reported.
From the dark shadow, a big figure came forward, "The second interval. Track its timing,"
"In two hours fifty-five minutes on this airport." he pointed at an airport on his laptop screen, "Exactly at eight O'clock tonight,"
"Okay," that big figure turned around throwing his hands, "I want mercenaries ready exactly at seven-thirty tonight. And..." his eyes glowed with rage, "I want the best mercenaries available."
"U- understood, sir. We will do the preparations," those two men got back to their work.
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