"Please sir I beg you, don't hit my husband" You clasped your hands and kneeled before the male who is whipping your husband without showing any mercy to the poor soul.
The pitiful screams of your husband echo through the village as none of the civ...
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"I can't believe I'm seeing a commander in our place," Yoongi said, his voice tinged with disbelief as he stared at Jimin.
"I'm all flesh and real," Jimin replied, snapping Yoongi out of his momentary daze.
Yoongi, still processing the situation, extended his hand. "Well, I do know that. Anyway, it's nice meeting you. I'm Min Yoongi."
Jimin glanced at Yoongi's outstretched hand and shrugged it off. Yoongi's face darkened with a scowl at the perceived slight.
"What's the plan?" Jimin asked, cutting straight to the point.
Yoongi's expression turned to one of anger and frustration.
"You! I can't believe I drowned my pride to welcome you, but you had to be a bitch showing off your unknown status to me, huh? No wonder all commanders are shit," he scoffed, turning away from Jimin, who seemed unperturbed by the outburst.
Before the tension could escalate further, Jin stepped in.
"The plan is simple," he began, his voice calm and measured. "We will sneak into Taehyung's recently opened secret factory and collect major information from there."
"Hyung, but he—" Yoongi started to protest, but Jin raised his hand, signaling him to stop.
"We are joined here for a job, and let's do that alone," Jin said sternly, his authoritative tone leaving no room for further argument. Yoongi, though clearly still bristling with resentment, went mute and reluctantly fell silent.
"What's the use of collecting information from his factory? We could directly get inside his house and kill him," Jimin said, confused about the whole idea when it can be done in simple.
Jin chuckled, shaking his head as he looked at Jimin.
"It's easy to sneak inside Kim Taehyung's house as a commander, but not for common people like us," he replied, emphasizing the word "commander" to highlight the stark difference between Jimin's former life of privilege and his current reality.
Jimin flinched at Jin's words, the truth hitting him hard. He nodded, trying to reconcile the life he had once known with the harsh realities of his new existence. The power and authority he once wielded as a commander were now just distant memories, replaced by the grueling struggle of life in the shadows.
"We have to slowly get access to his illegal operations and save the people trapped in his factory," Jin continued, his tone serious and resolute. "It's not just about taking down Taehyung. It's about dismantling his entire network and freeing those he's imprisoned. If we rush in blindly, we risk losing everything. We need to be strategic."
"People are trapped there?" Jimin asked, his eyes widening in shock.
"Yes, hundreds of people mysteriously passed away after working in that place," Jin explained, his voice taking on a somber tone.
