Chapter 45
The terrorist base was like an underground labyrinth of dimly lit hallways and rooms filled with food and supplies. It further fueled my anger as the situations of the hostages above ground were bleak and even inhospitable. I wanted them freed from these men.
I maneuvered stealthily with my knife on hand. I knew I had to kill all of the terrorists in this base so these women would have enough confidence to leave with us. I counted my kills as nine men so far.
I walked down a flight of stairs sticking to the darker corners so I wouldn't be seen. I could hear laughing and clutery being used. They were having supper. While the people they turmented go on for days with little to no food to eat.
