Rescue

The group arrived at the border of Ndebele Village in Zimbabwe by evening. They each prepared their weapons before heading out, with Cale and Major Baron in the vanguard.

Cale put a silencer on his customized Smith and Wesson Magnum 500. The typical Smith and Wesson Magnum 500 cannot be suppressed as there was no way to attach the suppressor since it requires a threaded adapter for the muzzle. Second, the flash gap between the cylinder and forcing cone allows a lot of hot gas to escape, which would keep the suppressor from being effective. But the one in his hands was something custom made with a threaded adapter making it possible for him to put a silencer.

He also told his squad to suppress their weapons so as to not allow the enemy to track them in case of the possible crossfire. Cale knew that the only possible option to successfully save Major Murphey was to do it stealthily.

They silently headed towards where Major Murphey was last seen in the tracker. He called Saber and whispered an order while giving him a flare gun and a bag of enhanced M67 grenade. "Go west and plant these little toys somewhere there."

Saber disappeared and became one with the night.

Colonel Sanders heard them and felt a chill ran down his spine and goosebumps sprung over his body. He saw the wicked smile of Cale for half a second before it reverted back to his usual cold look.

After walking more than 500 meters ahead of them, Cale signaled the group to stop.

"Uriel, do you see that giant tree with a lot of leaves?" asked Cale as he pointed towards a tall and sturdy tree. It was a good vantage point for a sniper and the thick leaves of the tree will also hide the sniper from the eyes of the enemies. And with their specially made battle suit which can escape the prying eyes of their enemies' heat-seeking types of equipment, then Uriel will be like an unstoppable grim reaper from afar.

Uriel saluted Cale and hastily climbed the tall tree.

After walking for another twenty minutes, they finally arrived where Major Murphey was last seen. There they saw the dead bodies of the Eagle Reconnaissance squad members. All of them indeed died with only Murphey surviving by a stroke of luck.

"Warwolf, can you track Major Murphey's location?" Cale glanced at a middle-aged man whose long wavy hair was tied in a ponytail. His thick beard and aggressive appearance announced that this man should not be trifled with.

Warwolf crouched and studied the messy grassland. After checking for less than a minute, he pointed towards a direction and said solemnly "He is up ahead, but several dozen men are following him."

Colonel Sanders glanced at Warwolf in admiration. To think that he was able to pinpoint the location on where Major Murphey escaped into by just looking at the messy grass. It was truly quite a useful skill in hunting and reconnaissance.

"Good! Warwolf, lead the way. Brothers, stay alert and focused." Cale ordered silently.

They moved silently with Warwolf leading them. They scrutinized every corner they went through and after more than thirty minutes of walking the muddy grassland, they finally heard multiple suppressed gunshots.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

The suppressed gunshots ceased moments after and Cale looked Warwolf.

"2 o'clock and at least two kilometers away from our location," Warwolf said without being asked.

"Let's move! He might have not died yet from those gunshots."

Two kilometers away from them, a bloodied man holding a small flash drive was running for his life. He received multiple gunshot wounds from the last exchange of bullets. He was only able to continue running because of his strong will and determination, but despite that, he knew that his death was near. He only hoped that he can at least give the flash drive to someone in the Alliance so that the sacrifice of his squad will not be in vain.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!" He heard several whooshing sounds. He knew that these were suppressed bullets of a strong sniper. He suddenly remembered Uriel and his enhanced Blaser R93 Tactical. The R93 of 20 years ago had a range of around 800 meters, but the Blaser R93 in Uriel's hands was enhanced and has a range of two kilometers. This enhanced version is more comfortable to use and allows for faster follow-up shots compared to the other high-powered snipers in the Alliance's arsenal.

He ran forward excitedly as he saw several silhouettes signaling him to come. 'Finally! Help has arrived!' he thought in suppressed excitement.

"Baron, ensure the safety of Major Murphey," ordered Cale as he fired his Smith and Wess Magnum 500.

Baron pulled a gigantic shield from his back and ran towards Murphey's direction.

Major Murphey grew excited as he saw a familiar silhouette holding a gigantic shield coming straight towards him. He hid behind the hulking man's shield as they hastily moved out of the firing range of their opponents.

"Asin suka bits in patio...." a man clad in black armor called for help in an incomprehensible language, but before he can finish relaying his message, he was put to death by a shot right straight to his temple.

Inside the enemy camp, several black-armored soldiers were moving perfectly in unison while a man clad in red armor was relaying orders calmly.

More and more enemy soldiers poured out from their camp, their approximate numbers were in thousands.

Somewhere in the grasslands, several men in camouflage attires were escaping quickly. Cale issued another command to Saber "Release the flare!"

A bright light traveled in mid-air before it stopped when it was about several hundred meters above the ground.

The enemies saw the signal flare and hastily rushed towards that direction. They were fully equipped with laser guns and plasma grenades, looking ready to kill any foe.

"Uriel, cover our asses!" Cale issued a command over the radio. Several whooshing sounds followed his command that took the lives of their tailing enemies.

"Major Murphey, where is the package?" asked Cale while shooting his pistol.

"Here!" Major Murphey handed him the flash drive.

"Great!"