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Apocalypse Buyback System

In a world teetering on the brink of an unfathomable apocalypse, Luke Teller finds himself inexplicably thrown back in time, given a second chance to avert the catastrophic end that awaits humanity. With only memories of the horrors that are to come and the mysterious Apocalypse Buyback System at his disposal, Luke embarks on a desperate quest to rewrite fate. Set against the backdrop of the Equia continent, Luke's journey is one of resilience and determination, as he leverages his newfound wealth and knowledge to secure a sanctuary in the mystical jungles of Jungoria. Amidst the towering trees, he constructs a haven, a bastion of hope not just for himself but for the one person he vows to protect at all costs—his young sister Emelia. As Luke navigates the complexities of preparing for a future only he knows is inevitable, his bond with Emelia deepens, a beacon of light in the growing darkness. But as the countdown to the apocalypse accelerates, the silence of the early mornings he once cherished becomes a harbinger of the chaos that breaks earlier than expected. With time running out and the very fabric of society beginning to unravel, Luke's preparations are put to the ultimate test. Can he shield Emelia from the brutal reality of a world on the edge of destruction? And as the lines between past and future blur, will the secrets he harbors and the choices he makes be enough to alter the course of destiny? This gripping tale of survival, sacrifice, and the unbreakable bonds of family invites readers into a world where the end is just the beginning. Will Luke and Emelia find salvation in the sanctuary of Jungoria, or will the shadows of the past prove too formidable to escape? The answer lies within the pages, where every chapter is a countdown to the unknown, and every moment is a fight for tomorrow.

BS_Entertainment · Fantasy
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179 Chs

The Counteroffensive Begins

As night enveloped the landscape, the sanctuary's forces mobilized, slipping through the darkness towards the enemy lines with a silence that belied the imminent violence.

My role as commander had me overseeing the operation from a mobile command centre, equipped with live feeds from drone-mounted cameras and updates from field operatives.

The air was thick with anticipation; every soldier knew the weight of what was to come.

The first strike targeted an ammunition depot on the eastern flank of the rival group's encampment, identified as a weak point due to its minimal security during night shifts.

As the clock struck the designated hour, our demolition team moved in.

They planted charges with clinical precision, their movements almost ghost-like as they skirted enemy patrols, guided by the faint glow of night vision goggles.

Simultaneously, several kilometres away, snipers took their positions, lying prone on elevated ground.