With a creased map in hand, Percival trekked alongside Soren to a nearby abandoned mine.

At the mine's entrance, they stumbled upon a covert mark of White Tiger etched into the rock face, its meaning unclear yet undeniably significant. And there, scattered nearby, lay a cache of critical documents belonging to CK.

"Base, this is Soren. We've found the mark," Soren hollered into his headset.

A different voice crackled back, not Micah's as expected, but that of the HQ commander. "Copy that. Proceed underground."

Exchanging a glance, Percival and Soren strapped on their oxygen masks and descended into the bowels of the earth.

Markers bearing White Tiger's emblem appeared sporadically along the mine's tunnels-faded, but a trail they could follow nonetheless.

As they ventured deeper, the air grew thin, and a faint, metallic scent of blood wafted from the depths.

Suddenly, a clod of earth tumbled from directly above Percival.

"Run!" Percival barked, his eyes dark with urgency.

With lightning reflexes, Soren signaled to the team behind them, and the third squad retreated in a disciplined dash toward the exit.

Then, a thunderous collapse echoed from behind Soren.

"Captain!" He yelled.

"Get out of here. That's an order!" Percival's voice crackled through the headset as Soren could only glimpse his silhouette through the narrowing gaps in the debris.

"Captain, I'll get you out!" Soren halted along with a few others.

Percival's voice was icy. "Get lost. After you're out, find Vivienne!"

Leopold and Thomas, sensing the gravity of the situation, called out, "Captain, report your status!"

"Mine... Collapse... Get out..."

voice faded into

like a hailstorm. Leopold and Thomas fought back while retreating to HQ. But unfamiliar with the terrain, the front squad often stumbled into collapsing tunnels,

Leopold boosted their firepower and rescued

shouted into the mic, "Wolf, unidentified forces are attacking

tossed aside his useless headset, shouting to Soren, "Comms are jammed. There's a signal blocker

the battle above, Soren knew staying meant

only chance was to escape and return

vowed, "Captain, wait for my

though not without injuries-broken limbs and, for Soren, a gashed

to life with

are down. Send me the coordinates of the hostile

consequences. They had to down the helicopters

cursed and relayed

squads swiftly ended the fight, downing

rendezvous point, with casualties among them, they awaited

head hastily bandaged, relayed Percival's location to Leopold, insisting they had

it!" Leopold took two rifles from the other members and strapped them on, his voice a mix of anger and resolve. "First

follow, dizziness from blood loss nearly

to report and heal. Or the

limping with a cane, stormed over, nearly collapsing. "Everyone, back

there!" Leopold roared, defiance written

dear friend who grew up with him. There was no way he would let Percival be buried

but stood firm. "Look at your men. They're heavily wounded, and their lives matter, too. Back to base, that's an

took Soren from Thomas. "Get him treated, then document everything about the

operator approached with urgent news. "Deputy director, it's the HQ

the handset. "This

to wait for satellite confirmation before proceeding. Do you not

enter the mine. When were we told to

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