VOLUME 16 Chapter 10

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The night beckons him with the silence of the skies as a Demon Knight trudges through the endless pine trees that encapsulates most of the continent of Schon. His heavy sabatons crushed branches and soft soil as he stood at the edge of a cliff inside the bushes.

His head quickly turns to his right as a Human in full blackened special forces gear pops out of the forest alongside an entire squad. "Alv Kreh Durah. The Cosmic Gods have fulfilled their promise. The leaders of Earth you sought after for vengeance are dead except for one." the Knight in his fresh adamantium armor that'd still shine even in the dark forest throws them a bowl which the Squad Leader catches. "Perform this final task and the contract is fulfilled. Be happy Durah that my Bishop has given you an extra for your work in Woodstock."

A single nod was given back as a reply as the Special Forces squad returns back into the forest, leaving the Demon Knight be as they casually jog through the bush. Feint sounds of helicopter rotors could be heard as they approached a dirt road with an unmarked transport truck and a rally car with their headlights on. Being the only source of light of tens of kilometers.

Walking to the window of the Audi, he looks in where its passengers, both in combat gear and sporting quad nods, were given the ceramic bowl which was kept inside a protected briefcase.

Seated next to the driver, the navigator pulls out a clipboard and does a final check on their route and the turns. "Thirty secs." The squad leader spoke in a calm manner as he walked away, leaving the two players be.

Setting their watches, the countdown began and the two lone vehicles switched off their headlights for blackout lights. The road illuminated by the unseen light that only there night vision could and with the cloudless night above them, the navigator in an orderly tone spoke of one word. "Begin."

Combat gloves clutching the leather cover on the wheel, the driver pushes in the clutch and switches gear. Driving in the pedal as both vehicles leave in opposite directions. "Four Right, Caution, Three Left, Tightens into a cliff side and narrows." with the Co-Driver speaking the callouts, the one behind the wheel was precise with his speed and control.

Veering left and right, the dirt seemed nothing as they skidded and drifted through the waney forests of Schon where danger lurks in every branch and tree and sitting neatly behind the two was the briefcase.

"Caution left, thirty, and right five, and junction." As they came into a road where there was another path, a convoy from the UN unknowingly drove past the Audi's route as the trucks full of skeleton soldiers went on their way with their headlights in full blast. By the time the tail end of the convoy had crossed, as if in the nick of time, their Rally car zoomed across completely undetected.

Even in their bulky combat gear and ballistic helmets inside the cramped vehicle, the two worked well together, with extreme coordination and the absolute silence respected, only speaking of things that mattered, they crossed through multiple Battalions and even Field Armies setting up in the forest and whatever patch of open plains were contained within.

Fast approaching the edge of the treeline, the driver quickly shifted down and hammered the brakes and gas, drifting to the left as they hugged the edge as over from yonder to there right was a busy highway where military trucks of all sizes were driving on.

Looking at his map, the Co-Driver nods and they continue onwards through the seaside path and upon reaching a large clearing, they stop to a grinding halt. The empty grassy area just beyond the highway as the two Operators got out, assault rifles up and ready for combat as they put the briefcase into the hood of the Audi.

As the two Operators stood upright and stoic, facing the dark forest. A dark sheep was quietly eating grass, the headlights of the ever so endless convoys of army trucks driving in the dark night silhouette the animals silent posture, peaceful in its time as a looming shadow reached out from the forest and the two players presented to it the briefcase.

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