The typical hot weather of Africa hung vibrantly in the sky, brightly illuminating everywhere in its warm glow of comfort.
The Radan republic citizens woke up as usual to face their day, but unknowing to them, sothing was brewing in the dark. Unknowing to them, today was going to mark the start of a campaign that will greatly change the country.
The citizens could not be blad for their lack of perception though, because even the Radan governnt was as clueless as them about what was about to strike them today.
A boiling pan of oil that theyve neglected in the hot fire for years was about to explode, and it would do what is typical of all hot oils, burn every human skin that it touches.
Standing before the mirror in the underground base, Clark looked at himself again to confirm that nothing was wrong. Half his face was covered by the black mask, his black vest and trousers were impeccable with no problems.
He nodded in a satisfied manner to himself before opening the box that was beside him. In there sat his custom-made weapons, his babies that he would always cherish until he got better babies.
He calmly slotted the pair of swords into his back, he decided to use these this ti and let the spears rest a bit. He didnt want to let out anything that can be used to guess at his identity.
He slotted the pair of 2-form guns in a port on the side of his trousers, he slit the magnetically controlled throwing knives into hidden ports in his black vest, before picking a small bag.
Opening the bag, he used his other free hand to pick up the exotic sniper rifle. He expertly broke the weapon into parts before putting all the parts inside the bag, after this, he smoothly put it on his back.
Then, he finally closed the box back again, allowing his other custom-made weapons to rest for todays battle.
Before standing up to observe himself again, he took hold of the mask that was on the table. As soon as he wore it, his face started changing and, in a mont, his face beca a strangers.
After doing all this, he looked at the mirror again. Confirming that nothing was out of place, he covered his head with a specially sewn black tight veil to hold his long hair together.
As soon as he did this, he heard thudding sounds coming from the side.
Turning his head, he saw Albert in the sa ninja outfit that he wore when he ambushed him and King after he just ca back from the Everest.
Secretly giving his mischievous student a thump up in his mind, he gestured at the door that they should move out. For this mission, he had no intentions of using his car, he didnt want to reveal any holes for exploitation to get his identity.
As soon as they got outside, they saw a blue sports car waiting for them.
Having hired and paid for it online already, Clark easily got access inside it. As soon as Albert entered, he ignited the engine and cruised out of the deserted junkyard.
This ti again, Clark was going to the Oliver Mansion in South Ville District.
As soon as he arrived at the front of the mansion, the gate automatically opened. Driving inside, the first thing that beca apparent to him was the level of activities inside the mansion.
The mansion was far more boisterous than the first ti that he ca. The black-clothed guards were constantly alert, ready to react in the situation of any sudden infiltration.
With just a sweep of his eyes, Clark recognized the old warriors' assassins from the guards of the mansion.
From their deanor to their tiniest movents, he was able to analyze the difference between them through his implant.
As soon as he ca down with his student, they didnt waste ti as they imdiately entered the mansion. There, Clark saw a few familiar faces for the 2nd ti.
The familiar face who left the most impression on him was Estela, the lady still had a cold expression on her face as she listened to her leader describing the assassination plan in detail.
As soon as they heard the door open, every eye turned to the door to see the newcors. Though Captain Drake wasnt able to recognize Clark, he knew that he was definitely one of the 2 newcors as Clark contacted him before coming.
Despite knowing that one of the 2 n was Clark, he didnt call him out nor did he welco him. He just nodded at him, stared his subordinates down with his eyes to kill their curiosity before continuing with his explanation.
Clark and Albert sat at the nearby sofa. They didnt make a sound, carefully listening from the side though they both already went through the digital copy of the assassination plan.
For todays mission, only 8 assassins were planned to go.
Captain Drake himself with 7 additional assassins, adding Clark and Albert would take their numbers to 10. Captain Daniella was assigned by the clubs leader to stay behind and keep the club in order on his behalf.
The captain patiently explained the plan for 30 minutes and none of the selected assassins were bored, this was a mission whose success represented both their future and the future of their children.
It was easy to beco lazy, but sotis after being hit by the circumstances of life, the term lazy would beco alien to you.
Apart from Estela and a few other young assassins who were in the group, the others were all veterans who already suffered appropriately to the rulership of the Radan governnt.
As soon as 30 minutes elapsed, Captain Drake asked repeatedly to confirm that everyone in his team understood his plan.
After confirming this, he finally introduced Clark and Albert to them. He just introduced the both of them as allies and didnt reveal their identity.
Hearing the term allies, Estela stirred a bit but she kept quiet throughout.
After the introduction, he crosschecked again to confirm that all their preparations were in place before finally getting ready to leave.
Contrary to what Clark guessed, they didnt leave through the gate directly. The captain led them to an underground basent under the mansion, there they entered a cab that looked like the mini-version of a train.
As soon as they all entered, the mini-train started moving through the tracks built underground to their destination.
At 6:12 am, the assassination finally began.
[Thanks for reading, and sorry for the late release.]
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