"Mobilize all troops towards the capital through the eastern forest, this place is surrounded. BITCH"
"But General... the East Forest has too many wild animals and S State Guard troops, going out that way is very ineffective and will cost a lot of lives"
"No need to talk much, follow my orders this time, at least this is my last order!!!"
In a large room, a man who looked 25-26 years old was biting the side of his index finger while shouting at the people in front of him.
In front of the man, there were 3 people who each wore military uniforms and had 2 stars on their shoulders.
Such a tough person is willing to bow obediently to the man in front of him, what identity does that man have?
The man's name was Michael Weston, his current identity was a general as well as the leader of the southern conquering army. he was also the leader of the special execution force in the country.
The original conquest plan went very smoothly, they managed to conquer a quarter of the southern land and made some of the troops there submit.
This desperate situation was caused by the arrival of the leader of the entire army in the country, which also included the leader, Michael.
The old man came with blood on his right chest and a puncture on his left shoulder, asking for help for their team at a very bad time, at a time when Michael's army was having difficulties in the northern part of N. country.
When he came into Michael's room with those wounds, there were he and his three top aides, all of them discussing what could be done to save their hostage troops. Seeing his leader injured like that, he quickly panicked and called the main medical team.
The medical team seemed to be delayed for a long time at the border, but the secretary had already arrived with a camera in his hand. He captured quite a few ambiguous scenes as Michael supported the old man's body.
When the medical team arrived 2 hours later, the damn old man's life was gone.. everyone panicked, especially Michael. Of course! This is his territory, the old leader died here, causing quite a misunderstanding.
If he explains that the old leader came in with gunshot marks, it's too absurd, the radius of thousands of kilometers belongs to his army, and there's no way the leader would be injured by an enemy attack.
There was only one thing in his mind, this was someone's special plan. Of course, he suspected this since the old leader came with such a terrible wound.
If the president does so, it is tantamount to uprooting one of the steel pillars in this country, of course, if this situation is possible this country will be attacked by many 'hungry' countries.
shooing away his three subordinates while telling them to bring the old man out, he stood still like a statue.
Ring Ring!
Ring Ring!
Ring Ring!
Michael was still silent when his cell phone rang on the table. The next second, Michael shook his head in surprise as if he had just had an epiphany.
Fortunately, the cell phone was still ringing, so Michael calmed down a bit. Just as he turned his eyes to the caller, his mood fell into the abyss. [General Walton ]. One of the veterans and his mentor called at an inopportune time.
"Hello Master, what's wrong with calling me at this time?"
"Michael, have you heard from the current military brass?" A heavy old voice sounded on Michael's cell phone
"No, teacher, I was just drinking coffee while relaxing." Michael lied.
"Hurry up and check it out, I didn't expect you to be so wild, Michael." The voice behind the phone looked a little regretful.
Hearing his teacher say that, Michael's bad feeling was confirmed. This must be related to the old man's death.
"Wild? I didn't do anything teacher, I was just relaxing with my aide, what made me wild?"
"No need to quibble, you just killed General Rose, didn't you? All the photos and videos are in the military courtroom 30 minutes ago" The voice behind the phone was a little furious.
"What's wrong? I didn't kill that old man's teacher, he came with wounds already on his body! I'm really not lying. I swear!"
"I believe you Michael, but all the higher-ups are furious, I believe you have entered into a conspiracy, I want to save you but unfortunately it is very difficult. All the generals and the government have directed to surround the area where your troops are hiding" General Walton's voice sounded worried.
"The only thing I can suggest is to bring the troops in your base camp immediately to the capital to meet me, I heard they all directed the troops through the western air route, through the eastern wilderness is very safe for you"
"If you have made it to the capital, meet me at your training center, I will save you as much as possible, don't forget to bring the bullet evidence and General Rose's body so that an autopsy can be carried out"
"Wait, teacher!" Michael was about to answer but the phone was already hung up.
He became very upset and slammed the phone down. It was a desperate situation caused by that damn conspiracy.
........
5 days later...
It was already the fifth day since he and his troops left for the capital using the eastern route, they had reached the border and finally saw the light.
Michael looked at his troops who had been greatly reduced since the day of the escape. Currently, many of his troops were wearing bandages on various parts of their bodies, and hundreds of corpses had been put in plastic by people.
He closed his eyes and recalled the memories of fighting with his troops. He felt very sorry for the injured and dead troops.
As they walked out of the forest, they were greeted by a large number of dark-clad military men holding long-barreled guns.
Michael panicked and wanted to hide and run away. as he was taking a precaution with his legs turned and his hands ready to signal. he squinted and saw a car with a red moon logo.
.
OH MY GOD... THIS IS MASTER WALTON'S SPECIAL FORCES.
At the sound of the noise, the men on guard pointed their weapons at Michael's fleeing troops... but Michael raised his hand and shouted
"Michael Weston, SOUTHERN DEFENSE FORCE, CODE 190 LONE WOLF, GENERAL WALTON'S STUDENT CODE 001" Michael shouted as he took the gold badge on his thigh and pointed it at the troops in front of him.
Seeing the badge and Michael's words, all the guards lowered their guards. One of the guards stepped forward and signaled for a conversation with Michael.
"You are Lone Wolf, the killer of General Rose? I didn't expect you to be so young. Fortunately, General Walton still trusts you, which is good news for you."
Interrupted by the soldier in front of him, Michael just clenched his hands hard and held back the emotions inside him. Would he have lost so many people if it wasn't for that conspiracy? It was too ridiculous. He just showed a smile and replied "Ah...yes right, that's good news."
"Good, now come with me to report to General Walton" He signaled Michael and his troops to follow.
.....
It took two hours to reach the headquarters. But for Michael, two hours was like two days. The bad feeling and mental collapse made his situation chaotic.
The headquarters was large, resembling a tall building, and the front yard was filled with glass. although it looked very comfortable, it was the hell he was about to enter for Michael.
They escorted Michael to the 50th floor, which was General Walton's special floor.
Standing by the tall, French-designed door, Michael sighed and steeled his heart.
Click!
The door opened to show the entire scene inside.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Michael was both shocked and frightened. He saw his teacher, General Walton, accompanied by two of his aides, holding a man and a woman, both in handcuffs and with a loaded pistol in their foreheads.
Michael recognized the two people. THAT WAS HIS PARENTS who had already fainted, what was the teacher doing holding his parents hostage?
Michael lowered his eyes and guessed something.
No way! The teacher is indeed the cause of all this.
He saw his teacher smiling warmly while drinking coffee. Seeing that smile made Michael's hair stand up, the smile was so scary that it resembled a demon.. no, he is a demon in Michael's eyes right now.
Michael turned around and wanted to escape after recognizing the trap, but just as he turned around, his stomach was kicked by the four men guarding him and making him enter the demon's room.
"I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly in such a wild area, you are too good Michael, but too good is not a blessing," he said in a deep voice as he sipped the coffee on his desk.
Michael smiled helplessly at the sight of his parents being held hostage with both of their faces filled with tears, he looked at General Walton with fierce and fiery eyes.
"What do you want, Master? Trapping me like this and holding my parents hostage?"
"With a situation like this still calling me teacher, you are a very dutiful student."
He stood up from his desk and walked towards Michael slowly while holding a gun in his right hand.
Michael knew that fighting back would be pointless, this room had already been entered by dozens of the old demon's special soldiers, all he could do was stay silent and accept his fate in this desperate situation.
"Why am I doing this? It's because you're too scary, Michael. Still young with all those achievements, I'm afraid that in your old age, you're already standing on top of the world"
"Isn't it great that I'm standing on top of the world? You're my teacher, it's also an honor for you to have a 'filial' and 'talented' disciple like me" Michael raised the corner of his left lip with a condescending expression.
"That's good, but....of course, it doesn't go in the direction of my plan, how can I control you when you're standing on top of the world?"
"The conquest of the south is the best chance I have"
"You are my most devoted and best student, at least."
He walked behind Michael and locked Michael's hands together.
Blowing the tip of the gun in his right hand, he aimed the gun at Michael's heart in the back.
"as a very, very 'good' teacher, I will let you die with your parents and have a proper burial"
"You motherfucker, dickhead, devil, all of this is your game, you sacrificed a comrade-in-arms to kill me. HA...HAA.HAA...HAHAHA. HAHAHAHHAHAA" Michael shouted and laughed loudly like a crazy demon.
"Don't worry my student, I will take care of your entire Wolf army and continue your fake conquest, maybe in the future your Wolf army will become my core army, be proud, my student."
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
The squealing sound of gunfire rang out loudly in the large room. Michael was shot through the heart, leaving only a corpse with a crazed face and obsessive disbelief.
THE WHOLE WORLD IS DARK FOR MICHAEL WESTON...