Captain Qadrul Hafiz

Qadrul Hafiz

Beneath the moonlit sky, Bravo Team embarked on a mission that was meant to be routine, something that they had done a thousand time before. Comprising Captain Usman, Firdhaus, Harith, Haris, Qadrul, Iman, and Mikail, the team was a cohesive unit. Each member was thoroughly prepared, and their equipment checked and spirits high. 

Their objective was simple: infiltrate, gather intel, and withdraw swiftly.

"Arghh, I thought we'd catch a break. Can't trust that old man's smirk," grumbled Haris, clearly exhausted and hungry.

Harith stepped in to calm the situation, "Haris, chill. Once this is over, I promise you a vacation in Los Angeles."

"Woah, a vacation in Los Angeles? Lucky to have a rich brother," Iman teased with a grin.

"Harith's going to spoil you rotten, Haris," Firdhaus chimed in playfully.

Mikail smirked and teased, "No wonder he is such a whiny bitch."

Qadrul interjected firmly, "Mikail, watch your language."

Mikail rolled his eyes with a playful retort, "Oh come on, Qadrul. You've heard me curse plenty before."

"Respect your superior, Mikail. Remember, I hold a higher rank," Qadrul playfully reprimanded.

Iman added humorously, "You're laying it on thick, Qadrul."

Captain Usman chimed in with a chuckle, "Alright, enough. Y'all behave like a kid. Haris, don't let the commander catch you calling him an old man. Mikail, mind your language and respect your teammates. "

"Relax, captain. I'm just joking. You don't mind, right,Haris?"Mikail asks

"Yeah, never mind, I know how Mikail runs his mouth. But I know deep in his heart he loves me very much, I'm just likeable, right?"Haris says smugly

Spontaneously all Bravo team member groaned,  how could Haris has such a big ego.

"Kids? You're calling us kids, Captain?" Harith quipped with a grin.

"That's you all not m...."The Humvee was rocked by an explosion, cutting Mikail off mid-sentence. Captain Usman's command snapped them into action, and they leaped out of the vehicle, guns ready.

In a matter of seconds, Qadrul was struck by a blinding pain in his abdomen. "Qadrul!" Iman shouted, concerned.

"I'm fine," Qadrul tried to dismiss the pain, but his leg gave way, and darkness crept in at the edges of his vision.

"Qadrul, can you hear me?" Captain Usman tapped his cheek, steadying Qadrul's head against the car as Firdhaus applied pressure to the wound, now stained red.

"Mayday, Mayday! We're under attack, need immediate backup," Captain Usman radioed, the response crackling with static, "Negative Captain. Backup unavailable. Proceed to Delta point, Chopper inbound."

Bravo Team moved towards Delta point, Mikail supporting Qadrul. However, as they neared their target, shots rang out, chaos ensuing as enemy forces ambushed them.

HARIS !!!

 "Haris is down! Cover and return fire! Get him to safety!"

Amid the chaos, Harith's panic overcame orders. "Hang on, Haris, I'm coming!" he shouted, propelled by adrenaline and determination.

"Harith, fall back! That's an order!" Captain Usman's urgency was clear.

Harith ignored the command, and in that crucial moment, another shot pierced the air. 

"No!Harith!!"

Harith fell, an explosion following where Haris and Harith had been standing. The sight was a heart-wrenching blow to the team.

Taking charge, Captain Usman ordered, "Regroup and move to the extraction point! Provide covering fire!"

Through thick smoke, the team fought their way, but enemy fire tragically claimed Firdhaus. Iman and Mikail sustained injuries and Qadrul is struggling to stay awake. Amid the chaos, Captain Usman remained composed, directing them to find refuge in an eastern cave.

 "Captain Usman of Bravo Team, requesting backup. We've suffered significant casualties." The static response was disheartening: "Negative Captain, proceed as planned."

They had no choice but to obey, the remaining team moved forward, gunfire intensifying. As the chopper's silhouette appeared, hope flickered. 

Yet, the enemy's assault escalated. 

Bang!!

Duty bound, Captain Usman shielded Qadrul and Mikail from the hail of bullets with his own body.

Amid his pain, Captain Usman's unwavering command echoed, "I will hold them off! Go! This is an order!"

Reluctantly, Mikail move and assisted Qadrul onto the chopper, joined by Iman. 

"Captain!!!!!!" Their screams resonated, anguish and grief in their voices.

They could only watch in horror as another gunshot hit Captain Usman's right in the chest.

 The chopper lifted off, leaving behind the lifeless body of their captain, their comrades. Amid Mikail and Iman's sobs, the unbearable pain compelled Qadrul to surrender to the welcoming darkness that loomed before him.

Through blurred consciousness, Qadrul faintly heard Mikail and Iman frantically calling his name. But the searing pain and the heartache of losing their teammates led Qadrul to relinquish his fight to stay awake. Perhaps joining his fallen comrades was the only escape from this relentless nightmare.