“We need to move!” Ragnar ordered the people who were saddened by the destruction of the entire headquarters, “Why? We have nowhere else to go!” A VHC member yelled back, “They’ll take over the commercial district, Telari. That commercial district has tourists sheltered, with civilians from other cities inside. I have no idea how they found out about it being a shelter district, but we need to save them.” Ragnar said urgently, before Satoya asked, “How far away is it?”
“2 hours away, by car, but I already stationed nearly a thousand VHC members with the military of the capital there, so it’ll probably be enough until we make it there.” Ragnar answered, as everyone started sprinting toward the district.
“The commercial district being used as a shelter, such a poor decision.” The voice in his head said, “Hey, what do you mean?” Satoya thought, “Y’know what just call me Rius.” Rius sighed.
“But alright, putting the commercial district as a shelter is a poor decision because to them, capturing the commercial district means capturing the tourists, taking them hostage, and from my knowledge of the G.A.A. South in particular will do anything to win.” Rius explained as Satoya was still sprinting, then a flash of lightning flew past them.
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“THORIN YOU DAMN IDIOT, THAT IS THE WRONG WAY!” Ragnar roared in anger, meanwhile the commercial district was dead quiet, no screams, but corpses, with some still alive, yet will die at any time, with soldiers running left and right.
“East! We have succeeded in neutralising every VHC member in sight, but according to the spies, there should be 200 more.” A soldier saluted a tall man in a full dress uniform with a sword sheathed, radiating a faint light. “Well did you look everywhere?” He asked, which the soldier nodded. Then the man dismissed the soldier who ran off.
“Well, well, well. That must mean they are underground.” East said, then he ordered 20 soldiers with equipment to start digging underground. “East, what are you doing?” The same soldier politely asked, in which he replied by patting his shoulder and saying “Digging underground, then, we’ll hold these hostages until the VHC retreats, I’ll make South proud, unlike West and North, those soft bastards.”
“Yes Sir!” The soldiers chanted. They all took out the equipment and combined it into a single large cannon, a plasma cannon. East signalled them to start preparing to fire.
Another soldier holding an ipad sent the signal and the cannon started charging. “Commencing countdown.” The soldier said.
“3…2…1”