The Base and the Plan

It was roughly nine o'clock in the morning.

The dazzling sun rose from the east. Its soft rays of light streamed through the gaps between the leaves and landed on the jungle floor in a perfectly beautiful, artful display.

However, today, there was a change, and this jungle became different.

Wham bam!

Deep in the depths of the jungle, various kinds of beasts gathered together.

Wild wolves, lions, tigers, leopards, wild boars…

Had it been any other time, they would have fought to the death upon meeting each other.

However, today, the atmosphere was completely different. A leader watched as these beasts gathered together without any intention whatsoever to fight each other. Instead, their entire focus was directed towards the shrubbery where the snake colony lived… There was a sense of fear and murderous intent in their eyes like never before!!

Roar roar roar…

Howl howl…

Growl growl…

They kept making all kinds of frenzied calls.

And they started to cautiously advance towards the bushes!

On the other side, in a place approximately 500 nautical miles away from the island, a foreign man sitting in front of a computer in the main control room immediately turned pale. His body trembled violently for a good ten seconds before he burst into exclamations.

"Oh my god! How is this possible?"

"Alec, Ella, Jonah… they're all dead?"

"Just what on earth is that creature? A python…?"

His voice was very loud, and after his three consecutive shrieks, many people at the base rushed towards the main control room, alarmed.

And in front of the foreign man's computer, a distress signal and blurry video were being broadcasted on loop.

This was the content of the signal…

"Everyone at the mercenary base, if you're receiving this signal, it means that we're all dead. This island is extremely dangerous! Please avenge us at all costs."

In addition to this message…

There was a blurry video, which contained vital information.

The circumstances surrounding the recording of these videos, along with how the videos were disseminated, were unknown.

In the video…

It was in the dark of night, and a hissing sound could be heard. Then, a huge monster with bright, gleaming eyes swallowed a mercenary in one bite.

Argh argh ahhhhh…

The resulting scream was ear-piercing…

And it played back on the computer without pause.

This very scene repeated itself five times. All five mercenaries lost their lives. Facing the screen, the man in the main control room felt an overwhelming sense of fear and could almost smell the scent of blood!

Wham bam!

However, the man didn't have a chance to think about what was happening on the computer screen...

Because the very next instant, numerous mercenaries in camouflage uniform came rushing in.

"What's going on?"

"Did something happen?"

"What happened…"

"Is it from Jonah and his team?"

Their voices merged together into a messy cacophony of questions.

Ten minutes later, in a majestic-looking conference room inside the mercenary base…

An imposing man sat at the head of the conference table with five men seated on either side of him. Each and every one of them had a chilling air about them.

It was the sort of aura that could only come from having killed many, many people.

And at the back of the conference room, there was a huge projection screen.

At that moment, the scene that was being broadcast on the computer in the main control room was also playing on the projection screen in the conference room.

The atmosphere in the room was frosty as all eyes focused on the video.

Then, the man at the head of the table finally opened his mouth and spoke.

"I have very important news to tell all of you. As you can see, we've suffered a huge disaster! Indeed, our mercenary organization lost five of our elite members six hours ago. They were on the deserted island to execute a laboratory mission! I'm sure all of you here are familiar with that island. Can any of you tell me… what we should do next?" The man's voice reverberated throughout the conference room.

But at that moment, save for the sound of the mercenaries screaming and crying for help, which was coming from the projector, the room was completely silent.

Everyone's eyes widened, and their complexions turned pale.

More than ten seconds passed before one of them finally took the initiative to speak…

"I'm not sure if any of you noticed or not, but the monster that killed our mercenaries is extremely huge! And it also made some strange noises. But most importantly, our people died without putting up any resistance! This is impossible… All our mercenaries are equipped with plenty of weapons when we send them out into the line of duty! As evidenced by this video, we can conclude that the sound this monster makes very likely affects people's mental states, causing them to surrender. And clearly, it's also very aggressive… Now, I think we have three options! Option one, we stay far away from the island, pretend that this entire event never happened, and sell the video. I believe our country's scientists and politicians will have sufficient interest in this island. Two, we send out more men to investigate and find the monster, so that we can use it for our own purposes. Three, we launch a weapon of mass destruction and destroy the entire island. After all, the island is deserted. Even if we destroy it, it won't cause any effect on the rest of the world."

The man who spoke was a Caucasian, and he had a murderous glint in his eyes. To be honest, he was most partial to the third option.

To destroy the island and avenge his subordinates… As for what exactly the monster was, he couldn't care less.

"I have no opinion!"

"I agree with this suggestion…"

"Actually, all three options have their advantages."

Now that someone had taken the lead in the discussion, the others were eager to follow suit.

Without exception, everyone's eyes were brimming with murderous intent and greed. The monster on the island either had to die or be used for their own purpose. They were all in agreement on this point.

However, just as they were about to arrive at a conclusion, the imposing man sitting at the head of the table suddenly opened his mouth and spoke up.

His eyes were cold and unfeeling.

And there was a faint, imperceptible smile on his face…

Clearly, he had already decided on his own what the best course of action would be!

"Before this meeting, I received another piece of news! Our team of mercenaries discovered a group of Chinese people vacationing at sea and knocked them all out with gas. Has anyone thought about the television program Man Vs Wild? Perhaps… we can send this group of Chinese people to the island!"

His tone was cold and indifferent.

Inside the conference room, all the other members' eyes suddenly lit up.