After looking for every possible way, Ray realized it would be difficult for him to escape unnoticed, as surveillance had increased dramatically.
He thought. ’Looks like I have to take the gamble,’
He returned to his pocket dinsion and told everyone what he had seen: the villagers were killed, and the surveillance had been ramped up.
"Impossible!" one man muttered from the back, falling to the ground.
His elder brother was among the 59 people who had left, and hearing that they were killed shattered him. "How can they do this to us? What have we done wrong to deserve such cruelty?" he muttered in a daze.
Ray answered, "You have done nothing wrong. It’s them who have chosen to abandon the citizens, maybe to save their own lives. Selfish bastards." That’s all Ray could think of at that mont.
"Rohan, I need your help," he said. Rohan nodded. "What? Tell ." Ray then devised a plan. "I can’t get out of there without being noticed, so it’s better if I do the opposite."
"Oh!" Rohan understood his aning. Soon, both of them left the pocket dinsion.
"Are you ready?" Ray asked Rohan, who nodded anxiously.
With a sudden blast, the yellow Humr sped through the barricade toward the highway. "Whoa! I can’t believe you were hiding these skills, Ray! If Fiona knew this, she would have regretted leaving you."
"Don’t ntion her, buddy. She’s just the past—not important anymore."
On the other side, the army was alerted upon seeing the speeding car. "That’s the sa car from the CCTV; fire!"
Around 40 soldiers opened fire, but the result was the sa. Rohan yelled, "Fuck, they’ve opened fire!"
Rohan was shocked to his core, with fear in his heart. Although Ray had told him that the car wouldn’t be damaged much, he still had a hard ti believing it. Once he was convinced, he asked Ray, "What now?"
Looking at the soldiers with a cold smile, Ray said, "They will get what they did to the villagers."
Just as he spoke, the LMG on top of the car made a bursting sound, and Rohan watched as the soldiers fell, their bodies splitting like soft butter. "BRRRRRRRRRRRR."
"Ray, you killed them? Can’t we just leave without bloodshed?" Rohan asked as he t Ray’s cold gaze.
"Without bloodshed? I’m not so cold-blooded maniac or sothing. However, they deserved this for killing unard villagers," Ray said as the car sped toward the last barricade. Then, the cannon on top fired, clearing the entire barricade in one shot.
"Damn, this feels like we’re in a war."
Ray chuckled. "We are in a war, Rohan. Imagine if the car couldn’t sustain the damage from those bullets or rocket launchers."
"Then both of us would have been dead already, maybe a grueso death," Rohan finished with a shock, realizing he still couldn’t fully comprehend the situation.
On one hand, everything felt normal, and Ray’s actions seed exaggerated, but if soone looked at it deeply, they would comnd Ray for taking action before it was too late. But in reality, Ray was only doing things for his own survival and the survival of those close to him.
After that, they left, but soon they found two armored helicopters following them. Ray didn’t even flinch. He told Rohan to drive the car as they reached the village.
"I’ll start, then." Ray vanished from the car, appeared inside a house, and before the people could react, they vanished. He once again vanished and reappeared in the car. "One house is done. Let’s go."
Like that, they almost completed around 17 houses while the helicopters above only recorded the car’s movents, which were just circling the village.
"What are they doing? This looks fishy," said the bald man who had orders from above to only watch their movents and refrain from attacking the car.
He wasn’t in the helicopter himself, only getting footage, but he had his fist clenched. "If I get my hands on that bastard, I’ll skin him alive for killing my 40 n."
The official standing beside him had a poker face. "I’m more curious about his identity, if he’s the sa man who visited the prison earlier or if they’re different."
anwhile, Ray finished rescuing all the people, who were mostly won, the elderly, and children. They even covered the houses of those who were killed by the army. "Ray, what’s next?" Rohan asked.
"For now, let’s head towards the city route; we have to get rid of these choppers."
Rohan sped through the city highway, and after about an hour, they entered a tunnel. "Let’s stop here and return to the pocket dinsion," Ray said.
anwhile, the bald man slamd his fists in frustration. He had already sent his own armored vehicles to block the tunnel’s entrance, but the car had vanished. "How is he doing this? How can such an ability exist here?" he fud.
That’s when his satellite phone rang. "Hello, Officer Hamr here."
"You have been ordered to return. Our other team will speak with that man. Also, you’ll be investigated for killing the civilians," a heavy voice ca from the other side.
"You’re telling to return after losing my n? Impossible!" he answered angrily.
However, the voice on the phone warned, "Officer Hamr, these are orders from them. If you don’t return, you might face severe consequences."
"This—damn, okay, I’m returning." He angrily disconnected the call.
The governnt official beside him asked, "Seems they’re sending soone else to replace you." He still had his poker face.
Officer Hamr asked in a cold tone, "Why did you report Jas?"
Agent Jas answered, "I had to. It’s my duty to report everything, including your rash actions."
Hamr slamd his fist on the wall. "I should have known they’d send a double agent here, you bastard. This won’t end well for you." He then stomped out of the room, leaving Agent Jas behind.
Unaware of these developnts, Ray and Rohan returned. This ti, he wasn’t t with a commotion like before.
"Seems Ahana and the others have taken care of things," Rohan said, looking at the people sitting in several groups, eating or chatting.
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