Memphis watched the two figures disappear behind a bush before withdrawing his gaze. Wylie had the safety crystal to protect him, so there was no need to worry about being caught. As for Big Black Dog, there was even less reason for concern. Unless ten people with strength equal to his attacked together, no one could kill it.Wylie’s mission was more or less secure now, and it was time for him to focus on his own task.Lakeside wanted to incite war, but Memphis wanted war even more.What he feared most was that the Lakeside government would play the political game as they had before, using scheming tactics to undermine the people’s ideology, carrying out a process of peaceful evolution to break down the psychological defenses of the residents of Hope Town, stirring conflict between the rulers and the ruled, and thus causing his fledgling organization to collapse from within. That was something he couldn’t withstand, and he certainly didn’t have the experience to handle it.Only throug

Western DistrictAbout 800 meters from the northern district is the Western District, a housing area for the officers. This architectural complex is a dormitory cluster divided into four separate areas, housing soldiers from four Lakeside battalions.The division of the living areas is relatively clear-cut, partly due to the differing viewpoints of the leaders and partly because each battalion has different operational hours and training schedules. As a result, this complex is split into four smaller, distinct sections.At this moment, in a dark corner more than 300 meters away from the housing area, two figures, one large and one small, are hiding behind an old crumbling wall.These are Wylie and Big Black Dog, two key figures assigned to this mission. They’ve studied both the intelligence and the situation on the ground thoroughly, feeling that this spot offers the best opportunity for action—efficient, logical, and with an easy escape route.This location is only a dog’s leap away

Hope Town.The "peace search" mission was completed without any casualties, which satisfied Memphis to some extent. He stood in his room, gazing out the window at the dim night, his eyes filled with complexity and regret.He didn’t want to kill innocent people. Though he wasn’t the one directly behind the terrorist attack, he had supplied Wylie with the means to strike. Fairly speaking, he was the greatest accomplice. If Wylie were to be executed, he would likely face life imprisonment, or even the death penalty himself.But he had no choice. If he hadn't done it, the ones who would have died would have been the soldiers of Hope Town.There’s an old saying: “In the martial world, one’s fate is not their own." Once you step into an organization and benefit from it, your fate becomes tied to it. Glory and shame, wealth and disaster: “to enjoy the blessings together.” and “to share the calamities together.” No one is exempt from the fight. Once you choose to become a member of an army, d

"Then who... Is it that bastard..." Wallflower muttered to herself. Without the cooperation of a spy, how could Memphis have so easily infiltrated the base, pinpointing the armory and setting it ablaze without anyone noticing? Furthermore, from the minds of a few squad leaders of the 1st and 2nd Battalions, it seemed Cổ, the battalion commander, had gone berserk at the same time. It was all very absurd. At that moment, the true leaders of the Lakeside base finally entered. Leading the group was County Chief Murphy, followed by Fergus, Zared, Starla, Xenon, and Verne, all of whom had grim expressions, with traces of both helplessness and anger. Wallflower scanned the six individuals one by one, her brows furrowing even more. "None of these six are involved. So, someone must h

If Memphis were here to hear Black's "nonsense.” he would probably suspect that the man had some sort of supernatural skill, guessing things at random and still getting them right—truly incredible.Ambrose shook his head and calmly responded:"I’m not sure whether I’m foolish or not, but the responsibility for guarding the ammo depot lies with your people. Why are you blaming others when your own guards were careless? You’re making wild accusations without any evidence—maybe one of your own team members smoked and caused the fire?"Black was momentarily speechless. He scanned the room, gritted his teeth, and muttered:"Hmph, I suspect an insider was involved. Someone must have tipped off the terrorists to attack the ammo depot directly. Ambrose, how do you explain suddenly moving all your ammunition out of the depot to secure it? Did you know the depot would be attacked and plan ahead?"Ambrose remained unshaken, responding coolly:"It was because I didn’t trust the level of security