In the helicopter cabin, the captain of the S.C.T. assault forces addressed his soldiers with a firm and authoritative voice. His serious and determined demeanor reflected the gravity of the situation.
"Soldiers, listen carefully," the captain began. "We have been wounded, witnessed atrocities, and suffered unacceptable losses. Today, we are entrusted with a crucial mission: to eliminate any threat that jeopardizes our security and that of the innocent."
His words resonated inside the helicopter, creating a tense and determined atmosphere.
"The enemies we face know no mercy or respect for human life. They have killed children, unleashed chaos, and carried out abominable rituals. We cannot allow these atrocities to continue. It is our responsibility to stop them and ensure they never threaten our society again."
The captain paused, looking directly into the eyes of his soldiers to ensure they understood the gravity of the situation.
"Each one of you has been selected for your bravery, skills, and commitment to our duty. Today, I ask you to demonstrate your loyalty and your ability to act with determination. Do not hesitate to do whatever is necessary to protect our people and eradicate this plague that has been imposed upon us."
One of the soldiers raised his hand and asked resolutely, "Captain, what about those who do not pose an immediate threat but may become one in the future?"
The captain looked at the soldier directly in the eyes and responded without hesitation, "Our mission is to protect and preserve innocent lives. However, we must be clear that those who are willing to cause harm and destroy those who do not deserve our compassion. If anyone crosses our path, whether child or adult, and poses a threat to our mission and our survival, do not hesitate to act."
Silence filled the cabin as the captain's words settled in the mind of each soldier. They all knew they were facing an extreme situation where decisions would be difficult but necessary.
"Soldiers, remember this: we are the last line of defense. Our courage and determination are the only things that separate humanity from the darkness that lurks around us. Let us move forward with courage and conviction. Advance and ensure that no evil endures!"
With the speech concluded, the captain communicated with the central base, and the crew prepared to carry out their mission. They knew that the destiny of many depended on their courage and resolve. There was no room for doubt or hesitation. Their authority and leadership were crucial to face the challenges that awaited them.
"Zz... We are approaching, proceeding with the mission."
...
The soldiers descended in a coordinated manner to several areas indicated by the drone, where the presence of human life had been identified. They didn't hesitate for a second and, with their weapons in position, opened fire against all members of the red army that stood in their way.
The shots echoed in the air as the soldiers advanced with determination, eliminating any threat that crossed their path. Their training allowed them to act with precision and efficiency, leaving no room for hesitation.
Bullets cut through the air, finding their targets with lethal accuracy. The soldiers advanced methodically, ensuring to neutralize every enemy that crossed their path. There was no place for compassion or mercy in this conflict.
The sound of gunfire merged with the shouts of the enemy combatants, creating a chaotic and frenzied atmosphere. The soldiers remained steadfast in their purpose, not deviating an inch from their goal of eliminating the threat.
As they advanced, they encountered civilians caught in the crossfire. The soldiers acted quickly to rescue them and ensure their protection. However, their main focus remained on eliminating any members of the Red Army they came across.
The scene became a frenzy of gunfire and action, where the skill and determination of the soldiers were evident in every move. There was no room for doubt or hesitation, only a clear mission: to eliminate every enemy and protect the innocent.
As they pressed forward, the soldiers faced fierce resistance from the Red Army. However, they did not falter in their advance and continued to confront the enemies with courage and determination.
The deafening noise of gunfire mixed with cries of pain and anguish, creating an oppressive and tense atmosphere. The soldiers stopped at nothing, relentlessly advancing toward their objective of eradicating those who had caused so much suffering.
As they moved forward, the situation grew increasingly intense and dangerous. However, the soldiers remained united and focused, relying on their training and determination to fulfill their mission.
The gunfire finally ceased, leaving a tense silence in the air. The soldiers found themselves surrounded by lifeless bodies of the Red Army members. They had accomplished their objective, but they knew there was still much to be done.
Breathing heavily, the soldiers prepared to move forward, knowing that the battle was not yet over. They would continue relentlessly until they had eliminated every threat and restored peace and security in the area.
...
In an unknown area of the village,
"Our people have arrived!"
Daryl was thrilled to see all those combat helicopters destroying building structures and opening fire against those people trying to attack them.
Since their arrival, they had been victims of the Red Army, so now that they were eliminating this plague, it was gratifyingly satisfying.
Daryl and George reached the temporary base post and noticed that everyone had a somber expression. Curious about what was happening, they approached Joel, who informed them that Airon had lost an arm in combat. Without wasting a second, Daryl ran towards the room where Airon was being bandaged after a brief operation to prevent possible infections.
Concern and urgency drove Daryl as he walked through the corridors, anxious to see his companion and friend. Upon entering the room, he found Airon lying on the bed, his face reflecting fatigue and the pain he had experienced.
"Oh my God, Airon," Daryl exclaimed with a choked voice, filled with concern. "Are you okay? What happened?"
Airon gave a slight smile upon seeing Daryl. "I'm here, buddy. I lost an arm, but I'm alive, which is what matters," he responded wearily. "It was a tough situation, but we managed to get through."
Daryl approached the bed, carefully observing the bandage placed on Airon's amputated arm. He felt a mix of relief at seeing him alive and profound sadness for the loss his friend had suffered.
"I can't believe you went through this. I shouldn't have looked for you," Daryl said, his voice full of restrained emotion. "We'll be here to support you in your recovery, Airon. You've done enough."
Airon nodded, grateful for Daryl's and the others' support. But now was not the time to rest; after recovering slightly, he would get up to do something that kept him curious.
"We'll keep fighting, Daryl..." Airon said with determination. "Despite everything, we'll move forward. The enemy won't stop us."
Daryl silently nodded, feeling a mix of admiration and respect for Airon's strength of will. He knew his friend wouldn't give up, that he would rise from this trial stronger than ever.
The rest of the team gathered in the room, sharing words of encouragement and support for Airon. As news of his loss and survival spread, their spirit of determination and unity grew even stronger among them.
At that moment, Daryl knew that although Airon had lost an arm, his spirit and courage remained intact. Together, they would face any challenge that came their way and continue fighting for a better future.