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 into

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 the terrain, the front

Leopold boosted their firepower and rescued

into the mic, "Wolf, unidentified forces

Soren, "Comms are jammed. There's a

battle above, Soren knew staying meant certain death for

to escape and return with reinforcements

vowed, "Captain, wait for

without injuries-broken limbs and, for Soren, a

life with

comms are down. Send me the coordinates of the

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

cursed and

squads swiftly ended the fight,

with casualties

hastily bandaged, relayed Percival's location

members and strapped them on, his voice a mix of anger and resolve. "First squad, anyone who can still move, on

turned to follow, dizziness from blood loss nearly overcame

report and heal. Or the captain

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

in there!" Leopold roared, defiance written

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

knew the stakes but stood firm. "Look at your men. They're heavily wounded,

Thomas. "Get him treated, then document everything about the mine. Hand it to

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

the handset. "This is

to wait for satellite confirmation before proceeding. Do you not understand 'stand by"?" Soren overheard the

from HQ to enter the mine.

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