Tracking Mission

Three bullets shot out from his rifle with booming sounds and crashed into the man's torso. It pierced into his body in several locations, and he tumbled to the ground soon after.

His body lifelessly remained by the entrance to the alleyway. His eyes peered out into the darkness of the alley, and his unmoving hand remained outreached. It stretched out into that direction, and the terrorists didn't even give him another glance.

"You'll be part of that group soon enough. They use young men to maintain their equipment and for physical labour. They've built roads in their territory, camps, everything. All with the hands of these innocent men." The owner stated, while also peering out the window.

"Hopefully, we can dismantle the situation by then." Sir Briones -rather ambitiously- replied while also looking out the window.