wanderer then saw different reaction from swat and caliphate, and they agree to set up differences to fight the more aggresive threat like the Series 9. wanderer then rub his temple on this news while lean on chair at mobile home. he is in deep thought.

Nishi. a man who wanderer found in ruins before come in

“Yo.. wanna drink? i had whole creates . and its not goint to empty itself” he offer him vodka bottle

“no.. im sane enjoyer.” rub his ferehead

“too bad” he then glug from bottle. “ahhh.. so.. we got new war?”

Wanderer gave him a look

"What? You're the one who orchestrated it, ain't ya?" Nishi lowered the bottle, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Yeah… but I had no choice," Wanderer muttered. "It's like… that trolley problem… that stupid meme…"

Nishi chuckles “aye...” then he take a sit on the floor then speak “so.. why you here?”

“mhhm? Mhmm?! What do you mean? I live here, “wanderer ask

“you know.. you had. kinda have a your own nation right?,,a better and stable.. lot of chicks” nishi look at him then glance at world map in screen

Wanderer's gaze drifted back to the holoscreen. "...This is my nation now," he said quietly. He paused, then added, "And… you should probably get some mouthwash. Seriously."

SWAT and the Caliphate were mobilizing, a fragile alliance forming against the Series 9 threat. Good. Just as planned.

but deep within the rugged valleys of the Wasteland, A pyramid of bones, the remnants of cybernetic humans,

Beside this macabre monument, two warriors clad in crimson exosuit armor, their helmets adorned with deer horns, stand guard. They are of the Blood Khaganate,

"They desecrated our ancestors' land, all for the sake of their so-called Earth Blood," the khan grumbles. "What a primitive way of thinking. How many wars must they wage before they realize the futility of their path?"

He turns to his retainer, his eyes ablaze with determination. "It is time for us to take the initiative. We shall finish them once and for all."

The retainer with deer helmet nods eagerly. "Yes, my lord! Let us teach these monkeys and cockroaches a lesson about respect for nature – by force!" He taps his spear against the earth,

Later, at the southern border, chaos erupted as the Blood Khaganate, a half-mutant faction that had previously maintained a non-aggression pact with SWAT, launched a sudden and brutal attack. Flaming arrows arced across the sky, setting the SWAT outposts ablaze. Their heavily armed assault vehicles, modified with ramming blades, smashed through the perimeter fences.

Reports flooded in, detailing the capture and destruction of several SWAT frontiers.

Aresia's face twisted in shock and anger as she absorbed the news. "What's their intention? We had a non-aggression pact with the Blood Khaganate!" Her voice was urgent as she turned to her assistant. "What do we know about their assault? How extensive are the attacks, and where are our troops?"

"Ma'am, we're stretched thin. Series 9 is the priority, and Wanderer's mercenaries are nowhere near the southern border. Reinforcements will take time."the assistant replied,

Aresia cursed under her breath, her patience wearing thin. "That damn merc. Where the hell is he?" She looked back at the assistant, her voice tense. "What's the status of our reinforcements? When can we provide support to our troops under attack?"

"Yes, ETA is six hours. Delayed because of the sandstorm... only the God intervention can help the garrison hold up against the attack," the assistant's face turned grave.

Aresia gritted her teeth, her eyes narrowing. "We don't have that long. We need to buy our troops more time. Can we deploy drones or aerial support?"

She turned to Zane "What other options do we have? We can't leave our soldiers alone against the Blood Khaganate's assault."

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"Ma'am, the drone and air support are out of the question. There's too much jamming and radar detection. Even if we use stealth tech, the chance of success is slim. The best we can do is send a team of infiltrators. Their mission: disrupt supply lines, sabotage communications, create chaos. Buy us time," Zane explained.

Aresia sighed, acknowledging the limitations of their options. "Alright, if that's our best bet, then let's act accordingly. Choose your best infiltrators—people who can work well in small teams, think on their feet, and have the necessary skills and experience for this mission."

She paused, her expression hardening. "This is not a time for hesitation. Our soldiers are relying on us to help them. Let's not let them down."

Zane nodded. "How about the Young Commander? He has tactical brilliance and is stationed nearby."

Other SWAT commanders nodded in agreement with the suggestion. "The Young Commander would certainly fit the bill, His strategic prowess is unmatched, and he's familiar with the area. Plus, his disregard for human life might come in handy in such a dangerous situation."

Zane took a moment. "I'll also suggest some of my trusted veterans. We need people who know how to handle themselves under pressure and won't hesitate to take action when needed."

Aresia nodded approvingly. "Very well. I trust the Young Commander's skills and tactical abilities. He has a reputation for being... unconventional; I'm counting on him to think outside the box and find solutions that others overlook."

"I'll leave the selection of your trusted veterans to you, Commander Zane. I know you'll choose the right people for the job. And be sure to notify our soldiers at the frontline to prepare for reinforcement."

An hour later, the situation at the SWAT frontier fort was critical. their bunker are being attack by the flames arrows. and bushes and scrubs at nearby is being burned. limited the defender vision.

The Blood Khaganate began scaling the walls, their exo-suit armor absorbing most of the SWAT weaponry. Just as they were about to break through, the Blood Khaganate Khan received a message. "My lord, our village is burned by the Young Commander's forces! He came from nowhere like a phantom and fast like the wind!"

Khan looked at the SWAT frontier for the last time before pulling back to save his village.

As the SWAT defender captain emerged from his command tent, he quickly scanned the battlefield, taking note of the retreat of the Blood Khaganate forces.. "Looks like we caught them off guard," he muttered while look at the nearby swat defender. "We need to capitalize on this opportunity while we can. Reinforcements will likely be sent soon, so we need to push hard and secure the perimeter."

Aresia listened to the report with a satisfied smirk. "Excellent maneuver by the Young Commander. The element of surprise is our greatest weapon in this fight."

She leaned forward, "Commander Zane, coordinate with our troops on the frontline and press the offense while the Blood Khaganate is on the back foot. We need to take advantage of their disarray."

"This is our chance to regain control of our territory. Let's not waste it."

Meanwhile, in the Young Commander's perspective, he led a small tactical armored vehicle, flames erupting from the flamethrower mounted on the front. their small all terrain atv is manage to passing the mountain trails and find a short cut to hit the khagan territory.

village after village as they pushed deeper. The thrill of destruction surged through him, fueling his determination.

As the Young Commander began his assault, Wanderer and Commander Zane finally caught up after the sandstorm had subsided. The sound of approaching engines echoed across the desert, the rumble of tanks and APCs filling the air.

"Come on, boys! Don’t let this boy steal the whole show! Move!" Wanderer shouted,

The vehicles lurched forward, kicking up clouds of dust in their wake. At the helm of his own armored car,

The assistant looked at the battle station beside her, his expression unreadable as he observed the Young Commander’s forces pushing deeper into Blood Khaganate territory. Just behind him, the main Blood Khaganate army loomed, and trailing behind them, Wanderer and Commander Zane began to make their move.

Aresia noticed the assistant's concerned expression, "What’s troubling you, Assistant? Are the Blood Khaganate's forces closing in on him?"

She turned to the large holographic displays, studying the movement of the Young Commander’s force, the main enemy army, and the approach of Wanderer and Commander Zane.

"This might be the end of the Khaganate. Even if they stop the Young Commander’s warpath, Wanderer and Commander Zane will eventually catch up and attack from the rear. If the Khaganate decides to repel Commander Zane and Wanderer instead, they will lose their home."

Aresia nodded in agreement. "Precisely, Assistant. The Blood Khaganate seems to be in a difficult spot. They’re caught between a rock and a hard place. If they confront the Young Commander, they risk losing ground. But if they ignore him to deal with Commander Zane and Wanderer, they risk exposing their rear to attack."

She pondered for a moment, her brow furrowed in thought. "What do you think their next move will likely be, Assistant?"

"It’s hard to say... they might split their force," the assistant replied.

Aresia nodded again. "Yes, that’s a possibility. Splitting their force could be their only option if they want to deal with both Commander Zane and Wanderer, as well as confront the Young Commander."

She began to pace back and forth, her mind racing with tactical calculations. "We have to be prepared, Assistant. We need to be ready to provide support if the situation escalates."

as war rage, The crimson-clad warriors of the Blood Khaganate, their faces contorted in rage and grief, chased after the Young Commander through the smoldering ruins of their village. The once-vibrant community was now a turn into burning charcoal, and dead body everywhere, spare only few who lucky enough to hide and witnessed their fellow villager killed in cold blood

"Do they even consider themselves human?" the Khan spat,

As they regrouped and tried to pinpoint the Young Commander's location, a messenger arrived with alarming news. "My lord! Another Swat force is approaching our borders!"

The Khan paused, his mind racing. He knew he had to make a difficult decision. Splitting his forces was a gamble, but it was the only chance he had "You are our best hunter of our tribe, and you will pursue the Young Commander. I will deal with the incoming Swat forces."

The retainer nodded, his eyes filled with a determined glint. "Understood, my lord. I will bring his head."