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.

pistol from his holster and

his fingers around the gun, his

was about to board, a clear

take me

paused, half-turning his lean frame to look toward Robin, who was coolly facing down the barrels of countless guns aimed at his

Premier Entrepreneurs’ League, dedicated to fighting the Area Opaca and the Siren Organization, it was

straight at his head, ready to shoot at the slightest provocation. Robin, unfazed by the multitude of guns

Area Opaca too. Why not join forces

his head slightly, eyeing Robin

What are you here for if not to save your wife?

Bernard’s piercing stare, but still, he’d come of his own accord.

got a good number of

for solo fights, in a

few seconds before silently

receiving the headset from the pilot, he glanced

cover the

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

wave, 25/Board up.”

his command echoed, the team members outside, dressed in their uniforms, boarded the chopper in an orderly

the skies in unison, rotors whirring, stirring the clouds and wind as if to scatter the darkness

first wave of 25 helicopters reached the

Eleanor’s District A and then, with

following orders, dropped their bombs, and the

quaking, but Bernard’s gaze never wavered as he continued to issue orders- “Second

their chopper, racing towards the Area

forward, Bernard’s first wave retreated, their