Zion Mercenaries adopted the foreign legion’s system. The mercenaries would only take commands from their direct superior. Even though Gunter was the chief instructor, the mercenaries only complied with Ezekiel's commands. Therefore, when Gunter saw Ezekiel, he made his best offer, attempting to coax his nephew. He did whatever he could to maximize the chances of him escaping alive. Looking at his uncle who looked horrified and clutched to him as if he was a lifeline, Ezekiel was slightly disappointed. His uncle had lost it. The man was no longer the chief instructor who ruled with an iron fist. However, no matter what became of Gunter, Ezekiel was determined to take him away. His uncle could help him take control of the Powell family and he could inherit the connections and resources of the Glowmoss military. He nodded at Gunter and then went over to Kaze. “Hold it right there!” the captain of Dragon’s Edge bellowed. Ezekiel stopped several meters away from Kaze. H
If Kaze had the confidence to say it, then it meant that he was prepared to take out Zion Mercenaries. Otherwise, he would not be so calm and composed as if he had already won. “Kaze Lee, you can’t!” Morgana, the governor, shouted, “They are foreign visitors who came to our country via legitimate means. Some of them are security guards, some of them work for big companies, and some even work for foreign trust funds! “If you go after them, it will cause a series of diplomatic problems! The other countries will never let this go!” She was right. It was almost impossible for so many foreign visitors to stay in Arcadia without legitimate means, or else they would have to live like rats in the sewer without a life. Therefore, the mercenaries were safe as the authorities, or Kaze in this case, had no valid reasons to kill them, at least openly. The way Morgana called the mercenaries foreign visitors and talked about Arcadia being pressured by other countries made Kaze sick.
Maximizing profit and gains was the way of the mercenaries. After Ezekiel clearly expressed the intention of working together to earn money, what other reasons did Kaze have to move against them? It would do Kaze no good at all. “Well then, Mr. Lee, can we leave?” Ezekiel asked with a smile. Kaze emotionlessly answered, “No.” “What is the meaning of this, Mr. Lee?” Ezekiel’s confident smile froze. He looked at Kaze with furrowed brows. Why would Kaze refuse to let them go? Ezekiel had made it clear, yet Kaze refused to cooperate. Kaze ignored Ezekiel’s question. He stood with his hands behind his back and said without looking back, “Draco, tell him. Do I, Kaze Lee, have the right to represent Arcadia to wage war against Glowmoss?” After the words escaped his mouth, Draco stepped forward and under everyone’s curious gaze, he removed his ridiculous sunglasses. The moment he showed his face, Gunter, Ezekiel, Morgana, Neegan, and everyone else was astonished. “D-Dra
With a look of doubt and grievance, the mercenary plunged to the ground, lifeless. It was shocking that Draco would fire the gun without saying a word. Everyone was horrified by the chief commander’s resolute action. “YOU!” Ezekiel’s expression turned ashen. He glared at Draco with anger and fear. Draco put his gun down and said coldly, “You want war right? Now you just got yourself a valid excuse. “I’ll give you a chance to call Glowmoss military and ask them whether they dare to declare war against the God of War!” A phone was tossed into Ezekiel’s hands. He got so nervous that he could barely catch it. He dared not make the call. He simply stared at Kaze and asked timidly, “Y-You are really the God of War?” It was not a question but a statement. Be it Draco or the Dragon’s Edge and the Battle Dragon Troops, all the soldiers looked at Kaze with utmost respect and admiration. It was like the men saw God in person and started worshiping him. On the other hand,
Before this, Gunter was somewhat unconvinced by the God of War. He thought of training a few capable men, hoping to have a chance to challenge the legendary man in the future. Mosiah was one of his most successful talents. However, Gunter realized he did not even have the strength to stand straight before the God of War. What happened before his eyes cleansed him of his unrealistic fantasy. Kaze did not even need to move and Draco had already destroyed Mosiah with just one punch. “Gunter Powell, do you think you still have a future?” Kaze asked as he looked at the man. He continued, “You are originally an Arcadian. I don’t blame you if you don’t like this country and want to leave, but you don’t have to hurt it. “Look at what you have done now. To prove your loyalty to your master in Glowmoss, you led the foreign legion to wage war against Arcadia many years ago. “After you were discharged, you continued to serve the enemy. You even used your status to gather the Powell
“You’re supposed to be the chief instructor of Glowmoss Foreign Legion. I’m disappointed.”Kaze kicked Gunter away in disgust before turning to Niko. “Your uncle is kneeling before me, Niko.“What’s your pick? “Are you going to beg me on your knees or take me down with you?” Kaze sneered. The mutual destruction was a joke. Several hundred Zion Mercenaries could not possibly take him down. “I… I…” As beads of sweat rolled off his forehead, Niko was at a loss for words. He was under immense pressure from Kaze. Even in the face of the strongest Glowmoss military, he had never been put in the spot. The urge drove him to kneel before Kaze. Truth be told, the same drive stirred within many at the reveal of Kaze’s identity. Niko was able to keep it together until now owing to his persistence. That was enough to set him apart from his peers. The ego in Niko was the only thing stopping him from kneeling and pleading. “I’d rather die than kneel to you.” Though he fel
Three days later, the turmoil that rocked South River State gradually subsided. Those with the inside scoop of the incident at Jade Estate kept mum. Those uninvolved would never know the truth. However, the outcome was for all to see. Kaze carried on living life like before. Though he was no longer the mayor of Lilyrose, Shangrila Group and Sky Ocean Corporation operated as usual without any disruptions. Those who sided with the Powells were in for it. Gunter disappeared into thin air. Rumor had it that Gunter was sealed in a coffin alive and delivered back to the Glowmoss Powells upon his death. No one had any way of validating the matter. The Powells all across Arcadia, save for the dozens who left Lilyrose alive, vanished without a trace too. It would be shocking if that amount of people died in Lilyrose. Still, nobody knew where they went. A handful of people assumed from the choppers emerging above Jade Estate during the funeral that Lilyrose Strategic Dep
For the Glowmoss government, 200 million Uleania dollars was not much. The point was that the five hundred-odd individuals successfully snuck into Arcadia through the operation of several major Glowmoss organizations. The loss would be immeasurable if the root cause was not addressed. Besides, the Glowmoss government was insulted with the matter blowing up in their faces; they were furious, to say the least. The Powells, responsible for the incident, were bound to face the wrath of the government and the people. The Glowmoss government could possibly play the blame game and make a scapegoat out of the Powells. With that in mind, Ian shuddered. “You’re right, Uncle Ivan. This concerns the survival of the family. We need to save ourselves.” Ian bowed before Ivan. “I hope to seek your guidance.” After much contemplation, Ivan said, “First, we need to disassociate ourselves from Gunter and pin the whole thing on him. He started it anyway, so he should take responsibilit
“How dare those men hijack the plane and take Kaze. They must be punished…” Despite her grumbles, Snow grew anxious. “Given Mr. Lee’s capabilities, he won’t be hurt.” The agents around her tried to comfort her. They believed she was being too nervous. “I know, but we as subordinates have failed him by allowing this to happen. We have to do our best to make up for the mistake, and not rely on Mr. Lee to get out because he can.” Snow drowned in self-blame and regretted not being able to help. It was her negligence that allowed the hijacking to happen. “But there’s nothing you can do now. It’s late. Even the hijackers need to rest. They won’t do anything yet.” “It’s because the hijackers need to rest that we have to hurry and beat them to it. That’s the only way to solve this matter!” “But we’ve searched high and low and didn’t find anything. No one knows where they have gone. Even if they transported the passengers via buses, we didn’t see any tracks.” The agents discu
Kaze breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly went over to Miguel and pressed his hands with the gun down so that it would not misfire. “Good job.” “Thanks.” Miguel curled his lips into a nervous smile. He frequently trained in the gym and mixed martial arts but had never encountered any real-life incident before, thus being inexperienced. Fortunately, his mentality was stronger than the others and allowed him to act accordingly. “I’ll be taking the gun. This is self-defense, you won’t be charged and you won’t need to take responsibility,” Kaze said. Miguel’s pale face looked relieved. “What should we do now? Are there more of them?” Miguel dared not let go of the gun, worried there might be more enemies. “I’ve counted the numbers and this guy here should be the last one.” He then took the gun from Miguel’s hands. “Really? Gosh! That was crazy! I was so terrified!” Miguel finally loosened up and let his instinct take over. His heart was pounding so fast that it
Manson came over and saw the mercenaries lying in their own puddle of blood. The gore shocked him and made him sick. He tried his best to hold back the urge to throw up as it would attract attention. “Don’t look if you can’t take it! Don’t make things worse!” “Yeah! Professor! Grow a pair of balls!” “I have never seen dead bodies like this before!” he explained with a flush of embarrassment on his face. “Can we go out now and run away?” The hostages were eager to leave as things had settled down outside. They thought the danger was over. A dead mercenary was inside the container with them and they were still horrified. Once the others found out about this, the hostages would be shot to death. “If you want to die, be my guest. The moment you step out, you’ll be shot!” Callahan said as he looked at the others scornfully. One of the hostages had already put his hand on the handle of the door and was ready to dash out, but he quickly pulled his hand back after listening
“Tsk. Hold on.” Vexed, the man clicked his tongue and then waved at his colleague. “Come here. Someone fainted. Help me get him out.” The man wanted to take the professor out of the container. Manson’s heart pounded as he listened to the man. He was afraid he might be exposed, but there was no turning back now—he had to play along. Kaze stood behind the door, calming his breath down to lower his presence. “Get back. Stay away from the door. If anyone gets close, don’t blame me for being rough,” said the man as he unlocked the container. He opened the door and saw a number of hostages still sleeping. He then looked at the professor on the floor. He went closer to nudge him but did not get a response. It seemed like the professor needed medical attention. “Come on. Help me get him out.” The other man outside the container was on edge, looking as if he would pull the trigger at the slightest movement. “Why don’t we do it?” Callahan and Miguel volunteered. “You two
“It’s freaking troublesome.” “Boss, don’t worry about it. We’ll get an update tomorrow.” “Yeah. It’s late. Get some rest.” Tiguan’s men told him to get some rest and not worry so much. A few of them were already snoring on the chair. Tiguan sighed and killed the cigarette. He then closed his eyes to get some rest, too. The container that Kaze was in fell into silence once more. No one dared to make any noise but they all looked at Kaze, hoping to find out about his plans. Kaze’s eyes remained fixed on the window and showed no intention of revealing his thoughts. Miguel and Callahan were annoyed by the other hostages. “If you people want to get out of here alive, you better cooperate or come up with your own idea. No one is responsible for saving you.”“Yeah. I don’t want you guys to turn on us after we do all the heavy lifting. It will cost us our lives and you people won’t even be grateful.” Miguel’s tone was sarcastic because he disliked how the others looked at t
Kaze read the hostages’ minds and refused to be used. He wanted to leave but not under such circumstances. “That’s not true. We just don’t have the skills for this kind of situation. You guys are stronger, of course, you should be in the front,” said the man in glasses and a suit. A hint of sharpness gleamed in his eyes. Miguel knew what the man was planning, either. “That’s some plan you have there. You are just trying to use us to escape this place and no matter what happens, you’ll win.” “That’s not it! I just want everyone to stand together and get out of this place. I’ve never thought of using anyone!” the man argued, trying to look innocent. Even a monkey knew what he was planning, yet no one dared to speak up because they would benefit from it too. “Why don’t you guys think of something? If you need our help, we’ll help,” said another middle-aged gentleman who looked more just and fair, as if he could lead the group. “Then what is your plan?” Kaze suddenly wante
The hostages were locked up in the containers. Some of them were elites in their own field while some were ordinary people with average income, yet all of them got into trouble when they boarded the plane. Most of them could not accept their fate. Yet they dared not defy or resist the mercenaries. When things started to calm down, they broke down in tears, weeping in silence as resentment consumed them. Kaze sat down at a clean corner that allowed him to look outside the window. The window was dirty but at least he could see outside. The space inside the container was filled with people sitting closely, offering comfort to one another. They were aware they were just temporarily safe in this container. No one knew what the mercenaries would do to them at the next moment. “My parents must be worried. I said I would call them when I land but now I can’t even get in touch,” Barney muttered as he sat beside Kaze. He too looked outside the window, his feelings mixed. He watc
Kaze thought of what he had overheard in the toilet. If he told the hostages about that, they would probably panic. “It’s nothing. They are just going to separate us into different rooms or containers. They said the buses would be disposed of,” he said. He did not want to reveal too much because it would cause panic. Once the hostages knew their lives were on the line, things might spiral out of control. The mercenaries could kill a few of them to make an example, and none of the hostages would dare to cause problems anymore. Kaze kept it a secret because he wanted to protect the people. “That’s it?” “Is there anything else? How many men are there? What is their plan? Who are they looking for?” “We want to know because we want to survive. This isn't our problem—we just got caught up in it.” The hostages looked at Kaze, their eyes filled with worry. They felt aggrieved because they should not be caught in such a huge problem. “I don’t know either.” No matter how m
“There’s a room there. Get in.” The mercenary pointed his gun at the mother and son, which led them to look at Kaze nervously, seemingly asking for help. “What do you want?” The mother was nervous. She clutched her son’s hand tightly, nearly making him cry, but she reacted quickly enough to cover her son’s mouth to prevent him from doing so. “All women must go into that room. You go in now,” the mercenary explained. He did not want the woman to get the wrong idea. “You people won’t hurt me, right?” the mother asked, worried that she might be ravaged. “We are not into MILF,” said the other mercenary who was escorting Kaze, indirectly assuring the mother. Kaze shot a glance at the mother and nodded at her. “They told us they were going to separate us, so there’s nothing to worry about,” he said, worried that the mother and son would not cooperate. The mother then carried her son and followed the other mercenary into the room. It was called a room but it was actually ju