Mirage

Godfather Benson

The battle in Greenfield was fierce and unrelenting. Ethan, Maya, Jacob, Diana, and the rest of the group fought with every ounce of strength they had, alongside the rebels. The sound of gunfire and explosions filled the air, mingling with the shouts and cries of the combatants. Despite the chaos, they managed to drive the Frostbury defense team away, but the victory came at a steep cost.

In the aftermath of the battle, the rebels counted their losses. Thirty-two men lay dead, their bodies scattered across the battlefield. Lucas was among the injured, a bullet lodged in his shoulder. The pain was evident in his eyes, but he remained stoic, refusing to let the injury break his spirit.

"We can't afford to lose more people," Marcus, the rebel leader, said grimly as he surveyed the scene. "But we must press on."

Over the next two weeks, the rebels and Ethan's group focused on going over Benson Carter's plan. The plan, intricate and daring, was a strategic masterpiece that detailed an almost impossible possible maze to infiltrate the government's stronghold.

The Impossible Possible Maze Plan:

Benson's plan was nothing short of genius. It involved using a network of underground tunnels, forgotten by most, which connected key points within Avaria City. The maze-like routes were designed to confuse and mislead any pursuers. The entry points were scattered and hidden in plain sight, disguised as ordinary buildings and landmarks.

The plan outlined:

• Decoy Operations: Teams would create diversions at various points in the city to draw the government's attention away from the real operation.
• Stealth Teams: Small groups would use the tunnels to infiltrate the city, moving under the cover of night.
• Strategic Sabotage: Critical infrastructure would be targeted to cripple the government's ability to respond.
• Final Assault: The ultimate goal was to breach the heavily guarded Presidency Palace, where the government's leaders resided.

As they studied the plan, the rebels realized its brilliance but also its inherent risks. It required precise timing, coordination, and the element of surprise. Any deviation could lead to catastrophic failure.

During these two weeks, Ethan found himself both inspired and haunted by his father's vision. He hadn't had a dream in some time, but one night, as exhaustion finally claimed him, a vivid dream unfolded.

Ethan found himself standing in a dimly lit tunnel. The air was cool and damp, and the walls were lined with old, crumbling bricks. He walked forward, guided by an unseen force, until he reached a large, heavy door. Pushing it open, he emerged into a hidden chamber beneath the Avaria City Presidency Palace.

His father, Benson Carter, appeared before him, a spectral presence that filled the room with a sense of calm authority. "Ethan," Benson said, his voice echoing softly. "This is the path you must take. The route is dangerous, but it is the only way to reach the heart of the government's power."

Ethan listened intently as his father described the hidden route, providing details that had been left out of the journal. Benson's spirit guided him through the twists and turns, revealing secret doors and hidden passages that would lead them to their destination.

"You have the strength and the will to see this through," Benson continued. "But remember, you cannot do this alone. Trust in your friends and allies. Together, you can accomplish what I could not."

Ethan woke with a start, his father's words still ringing in his ears. He knew what they had to do. Gathering the group and the rebel leaders, he shared his dream, detailing the hidden route and the instructions his father had given him.

Marcus listened carefully, nodding as Ethan spoke. "It's a risky plan, but if we can pull it off, it could change everything."

Maya placed a reassuring hand on Ethan's arm. "We believe in you, Ethan. We'll follow your lead."

The group spent the next few days preparing for the mission. They gathered supplies, studied the maps, and rehearsed their roles. The tension was palpable, but so was the sense of determination. This was their chance to strike a decisive blow against the oppressive regime.

On the night of the operation, the rebels moved under the cover of darkness, slipping into the tunnels that would take them into the heart of Avaria City. Ethan led the way, his father's spirit a comforting presence in his mind.

As they navigated the maze-like passages, the weight of their mission pressed heavily on them. Each step brought them closer to their goal, but also closer to the dangers that lay ahead.

Finally, they reached the hidden chamber beneath the Presidency Palace. The air was thick with anticipation. Ethan looked at his friends and allies, their faces illuminated by the faint light of their torches.

"This is it," he said quietly. "Let's finish what my father started."

With a collective breath, they pushed open the door and began their ascent, determined to bring freedom to Avaria and honor the legacy of Benson Carter.