The revelation from CP lingered heavily in the air, his words still resonating with the soldiers gathered at the hideout's entrance.
The group, clad in their dark, combat-ready uniforms, turned instinctively toward their captain. He stood tall, his green suit and helmet obscuring his features, projecting an air of authority.
Despite his concealed expression, his body language exuded focus and determination.
"Sir, CP," the captain said, addressing the enigmatic figure, "can you lead us to them?"
CP remained silent, his imposing figure turning away from the group without a word. His movements were deliberate, and the captain immediately understood his intention.
"Follow him," the captain ordered his team, his voice cutting through the quiet tension. The soldiers responded in unison, nodding sharply before falling into formation behind CP and the captain.
