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..."

faded

helicopter buzzed overhead, raining down bullets like a hailstorm. Leopold and Thomas fought back while retreating to HQ. But unfamiliar with the terrain, the front

their firepower and rescued the

the mic, "Wolf, unidentified forces

headset, shouting to Soren, "Comms are jammed. There's a

battle above, Soren knew staying meant

was to escape and return with

vowed, "Captain,

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

crackled back to life with

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

to consider the consequences. They had to down the helicopters to cut off the attack and

and relayed

three squads swiftly ended the fight, downing two

the rendezvous point, with casualties among

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

two rifles from the other members and strapped them on, his voice a mix of anger and

Soren turned to follow, dizziness from blood loss nearly overcame

to report and heal. Or the captain

with a cane, stormed over, nearly

in there!"

him. There was no way he

stakes but stood firm. "Look at your men. They're heavily

Leopold aside and took Soren from Thomas. "Get him treated, then document

urgent news. "Deputy director,

the handset.

I told you to wait for satellite confirmation before proceeding. Do you

enter the mine. When

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