The first strike

ALPHA MAVERICK'S POV 

"Is this the place?" I asked Shadow, who looked at the directions on the phone and nodded back at me.

"According to intel, this should be the place," he said.

I hummed at him before looking out of the car window.

Currently, we are moving closer to the southern regions of the Country, which are known to be heavily populated by the rogues controlled by Glacier.

Since Valencia left for the council chambers for her acceptance ceremony, I thought this was the best time to make our first strike towards the rogue head who has started to haunt my woman's life.

We weren't going to attack the main head base of the rogue head. 

Rather than that, we would attack a small subsidiary's headquarters. According to the data Greta collected, this area contained around 300-350 rogues, and we were more than enough and prepared to fight this number.