A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1415

Bernard slipped on his gloves, his gaze lifting to the team assembled beside the chopper.

“Three things,” he said.

“First, keep your own hide safe. Second, take down 49 of them, then we pull back. Third, I’ll avenge Caleb myself.”

His words, terse and clear, were met with a deafening chorus of affirmation.

“Yes, sir!”

Bernard looked away from the team, his eyes falling on Evan and Gianna.

“I’m taking point. You follow.”

“Maybe we should go first?”

The unknown quantity of explosives rigged by the Area Opaca made those on the first flight, tossing the bombs and triggering the ground explosives, the most at-risk group.

Evan and Gianna were worried about Bernard’s safety, seemingly forgetting that when it came to combat, Bernard was unbeatable. Moreover, his taking point would steady the team’s nerves.

Facing his siblings’ concern, Bernard was unfazed, briskly stepping past them and making his way to a sleek black van.

“Cedric, is the delayed detonation system good to go?”

Seated amidst an array of high-tech gear, Cedric was hammering away at his keyboard when he replied without looking up, “Just a sec.” “Done.”

Cedric paused his typing, his eyes, glinting with mirth, lifting to Bernard.

“Bernard, with me here, no one’s your match.”

Bernard nodded slightly, then turned, holding out his hand to Aidyn.

pulled a pistol from his holster and placed it in

around the gun, his grip firm,

to board, a clear voice called from behind him-

me with

toward Robin, who was coolly facing down the barrels of countless guns aimed at his

vice-chairman of the Premier Entrepreneurs’ League, dedicated to fighting the Area Opaca and the Siren Organization, it was no surprise that the Sirens’ guns were drawn at

shoot at the slightest provocation. Robin, unfazed by the multitude of guns trained on

have a duty to eradicate the Area Opaca too.

tilted his head slightly,

other man’s icy gaze seemed to question: What are you

piercing stare, but still, he’d come of his own

a good number of

fights, in a brawl, he

a few seconds before silently

he glanced through the window at

cover the

Bernard lifted his chin, his voice cold and detached through the

25/Board

members outside, dressed in their uniforms, boarded the chopper in an orderly fashion.

leading, took to the skies in unison, rotors whirring, stirring the clouds and

the airspace

A and then, with steely eyes, gave the command, “Fire!”

and the mountainside exploded in

Bernard’s gaze never wavered as he continued to

immediately boarded their chopper, racing towards the Area

Bernard’s first wave