1336: Target Acquired

Target Acquired

"Prepare for demolition."

"_"

~Plop.

Everything happened so fast. And before Tilda knew it, she had been thrown over Josh's shoulder, fleeing her cottage, alongside another strange intruder.

Her head faced the cottage that was now getting smaller and smaller. And the words she heard still echoed within her mind. It was just that she wasn't seeing anything happen, which left her even more confused than she was.

Demolition? Her cottage still stood as it was, with dead bodies inside. She thought they would burn the cottage to the ground to cover their tracks.

Again, there was a possibility that maybe they had nearby buddies who would do this for them. However, how come the longer she looked, the more nothing happened? Or could it be that these people didn't know the meaning of the word demolition?

Again, what was that strange thing she witnessed Josh do? How could this intruder be talking into his arm? Could it be that he was a little mental?

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Additionally, she had heard some harsh sound (static noise) once the intruder lifted that metal thing. So what was all that about? Tilda's mind was spinning chaotically with all sorts of questions on her mind.

What happened was all like a dream to her. And after another 3 blinks or so, she got immediately taken aback by the fact that others had been running alongside them without her noticing. 

What the hell? Since when?

Josh glanced at Alina, and she quickly released another reddish smoke flare into the air. 

Pifff~

Magic! Magic!

Tilda's eyes opened in disbelief after seeing what looked like a candlestick suddenly smoke. 

How? How?... How was this possible?

How can there be smoke without fire?

Tilda's entire body turned to smoke, now feeling uncomfortable and a little fearful. 

Anyone would if they spotted such a thing that defied logic and the rules of the world.

Humans had a certain level of fear for what they could understand. 

Even in the Early-Man days, the first humans thought fire alone was sorcery. And now, even in these times, a smokeless fire was witchcraft!... Or at least, there should be some sort of heat to produce smoke. So, where the hell was the heat? Could it be that the intruder's hands were filled with fire?

Smoke, fire... Smoke, fire... Tilda's poor medieval brain was crashing. 

F***!

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~Pifff~

The smoke went high into the sky. 

Wally, Cambridge and their units smoked after receiving the signal.

Alright. They had just 5 minutes to round things up and flee! 

Well, it was time to end this.

Each of them threw numerous stun grenades towards the many enemies surrounding them. 

As perfect decoys, they had gathered quite a lot.

And just as expected, the sounds of many falling, twitching and wailing echoed out across them.

The enemies were now dismantled and weakened. 

~Chakack!

Wally's gun was fully locked and loaded.

"Take them out!" 

"Yes, Sir!"

With the license to kill, the men jumped out of their hiding places, with both guns at hand.

"Say hello to my little friend."

~Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang!

Bang!!!

Armstrong trembled in disbelief and unwillingness. His breathing became heavy, and his entire being was struggling and gasping for survival. 

No~ No~ No~

How can this be?

He had a bright future ahead of him and was unwilling to end things like this. He was a Viet! He was a Viet! To die in this manner was too wicked.

His future, his women, his wealth, his everything... How can he be dying? 

The cold air pierced through his body, giving him no time to react. His entire life, from birth till now, flashed before his eyes. And immediately after witnessing the last image of himself, he seemed to be seeing the light. 

With that, the struggling Armstrong weakened, with his pupils being mid-dilated.

He was dead. 

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~Bang. Bang. Bang.~

Pifff~

With the enemies dead and gone, Wally gave off his signal again before fleeing with the rest.

And high above, the Lead Captain overseeing all Air Force units stationed above the forest was quick to move into position. 

"With the exception of units 3 and 4, all units move according to plan. Create a circular perimeter; get ready to take fire! As for 3,m and 4, keep tabs on Team Omega 02, confirming them out of attack range."

"Roger that, sir!" 

Swish!

Like so, the air forces created their circular radius perimeter with lightning speed, with Tilda

Cottage being the center and the position where Wally flared his signal being the outer ring.

And now, they only waited for the Omega 02 team to get to a safe distance before raining hell!0

Tilda glanced upwards, still looking at the shining, glowing dots dancing around the scene. 

One shouldn't forget that they were indeed hot ain't balloons. So one should still see the flames, though from way down below, they looked like golden dots that were a little bigger than that of the star in the sky.

Looking at the swiftly dancing glowing dots, Tilda suddenly was convinced that these stars were heaven's signal and probably the cause of the disaster all around the palace. 

Tilda's eyes became red with gratitude, silently staying her thanks for having them give her dastardly father a hard time.

Yup. Anything that made Alexander sweat was a wonderful thing to her. Though it sounded silly, she felt as though the heavens had taken revenge for her.

Who knows, maybe Alexander had committed too much evil, so much so that even the heavens couldn't stand it anymore.

Heh. Deserve it!

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"Captain, team Omega 02 is out of attack range."

"Good... They begin operation demolition. All units aim... Steady... Steady... Steady... Fire!"

~pheeeeee...Boom!!!

Tilda's cottage shattered into pieces, with the cold bodies of the fallen men shredding into pieces.

~Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom!

Tilda watched the whole place explode from a distance, only feeling her heart stop dead in its place.

~Gulp.

What would've happened if she chose to stay in the forest and not leave?

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