20. The fights in night.

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The night with fight

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The night with fight.
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He lay on the bed after closing his diary. Today, he wrote something significant, not violent but memorable.

He placed his diary on the shelf.

Tomorrow would be a crucial day for him, and he needed to prepare everything for the mission.

After nightfall, he left the house without a word to anyone.

He visited his office where the members were present. They greeted him.

He went directly to his office and opened another door within his office. It was a secret door.

He went inside and opened the shelf where his important accessories were stored.

These were items he had bought after returning from America.

He took them and put on his uniform.

After changing his clothes, he joined the other members.

"I hope you guys haven't forgotten our objective," Karv said.

Everyone nodded.

Skip time

Karv moved like a shadow through the dilapidated warehouse, the full-face mask and helmet concealing his features and muffling his breath.

He wore black tactical gear, blending seamlessly with the darkness.

His team, dispersed throughout the labyrinthine structure, communicated in hushed tones through their earpieces.

"Dhruv, anything?" Karv whispered.

"Nothing here, boss. Moving to the next sector," Dhruv replied.

Karv's eyes scanned the surroundings, noting every rusted beam and broken window. His heart pounded as he edged closer to the center of the building.

Every second counted. He needed to find those girls before it was too late.

The warehouse was eerily silent, save for the occasional groan of settling metal and distant dripping water.

Karv approached a heavy, bolted door at the end of a narrow corridor. Pressing his ear against it, he could faintly hear muffled cries and the shuffling of feet. His pulse quickened.

"Dhruv, I've found them. They're behind a locked door on the east side. Guards are posted. Get here, now."

"Copy that, on our way," Dhruv responded.

Karv took a step back, assessing the situation. He could see through a small crack in the door.

Inside, a group of armed guards was herding terrified girls into a large truck, their eyes wide with fear and despair.

The guards moved with practiced efficiency, clearly experienced in their vile trade.

Karv messaged Dhruv again. "They're loading them into a truck. Prepare to follow."

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