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

Thomas led their teams back toward Percival's last known location. However, before they could get close, a helicopter buzzed overhead, raining down bullets like a hailstorm. Leopold and Thomas fought back while retreating to HQ. But unfamiliar with

boosted their

Micah shouted into the mic, "Wolf, unidentified forces are attacking from above. Evacuate

the mine, Percival tossed aside his useless headset, shouting to Soren, "Comms are jammed. There's a signal blocker somewhere. Go support

knew staying meant certain death

was to escape

"Captain, wait

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

crackled back to life with Micah's voice

teeth, Soren radioed, "HQ, Wolf's comms are down. Send me the coordinates of

no time to consider the consequences. They had to down

cursed and relayed the

fight, downing two helicopters, while

rendezvous point, with casualties among them, they awaited

his 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 squad,

turned to follow, dizziness from blood

to report and heal. Or the captain will

over,

there!" Leopold roared, defiance written across

with him. There was no way he would let Percival be buried down there

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

Thomas. "Get him treated, then document everything about

approached with urgent news. "Deputy director,

the handset.

satellite confirmation before proceeding. Do you not

mine. When were we told

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