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The Manhunt

Military Chief Office, 11:00 a.m.; 

"He is desperate, Xinghe.", Abram Orlov reported through the other end, "Aftaab Ali, and if my guess is not wrong, even Ahmed Ali Fadhil. I mean I don't know what havoc you caused over there, but the smoke can be seen up till here.

"I can't believe Country X's Armed Forces' most prolonged manhunt is finally coming to an end. The guy is literally walking into our trap! Come to think of it, who'd have thought that one of the most malignant terrorists, who we've been searching for more than five years, would saunter right to us?"

"That's why this is suspicious, Abram.", the girl sighed, staring at the Desert Eagle Mark Pistol in her hands, "Something feels... off."

"I'll be alert.", the man nodded understandingly, "What's the plan, though?", he resumed, "Do I simply need to put on the talk show, or I am in for the action too?"