All Chapters of Chosen By The System To Play God: Chapter 241
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Chapter Two Hundred Forty-One
On the other end of things, the second soldier had made it into the main area where innocent hostages were being kept. It was his mission to rescue the special target of interest from this impending doom and at this place was the area where the pack of terrorists were thickest. Or not.The first wave of earthquake met him as he was about to make his first move. He heard the gunshot which had triggered the terrible reaction. Instantly, he could tell that something was terribly wrong among the terrorists."Are they fighting amongst themselves? Or...?"Then he saw the scene for its true nature. Averagely dressed men fighting against well armored and well masked terrorists. It was the hostages. They were fighting back against the terrorists."You all are going to die now! You all are going to die!" He could see the leader of the terrorists, the man who had made the broadcast earlier. He was walking around in rage, his gun at firing mode. Blood could be seen staining the floor in patches
Chapter Two Hundred Forty-Two
"The target of interest is not what, but rather who?" Adrian Blood's eyes glistened in the light of his extraordinary knowledge. "And that target of special interest is Ricardo Rodriguez".The men stared at themselves, disbelief thick in the air."He is just full of crap." One said."Sure, we can't believe a word he says," says another.He was still that same guy who quickly joined the terrorists the moments they asked for a volunteer. He was surely up to no good. Who knew if he was actually working for the terrorist even right now and he was just trying to trick everyone.Virus sighed in the head of Adrian Blood. "I told you they would not believe. Humans are bad thinkers and even worse believers. They cannot comprehend what has not yet been proven to them. You have to prove it to them."The system was right, but the problem was that there was no evidence. Nevertheless, Adrian Blood was determined to talk his way through this."You all have met Ricardo Rodriguez, haven't you?" He sta
Chapter Two Hundred Forty-Three
"What? What are you doing?" The monarch victim demanded as Ricardo Rodriguez quickly approached the lightly armed soldier. "Where are you taking him to? What about the rest of us?""This operation does not include any other party, I'm sorry. Orders are orders." The soldier said with no remorse in his voice. He had embarked on this mission for only one purpose, for only one objective.The people could not believe it. Why would there be a rescue mission for only one person? This was the height of unfairness and injustice. Did this mean that the live of one person was way better than the lives of a hundred others, only because he was the son of an influential family? It was the most painful thing at that moment."Mommy, are the soldiers here to save us?" A child asked their mother, pointing in the direction of the lonely soldier, a glint of hope in their voice. "Is he the only one?"The children knew not about injustice. They knew nothing about the inequalities of existence and about the
Chapter Two Hundred Forty-Four
"They have activated the plane crusher bomb for release." Adrian announced the fear into their heart. "In the next one minute, it will be released. And ten seconds later, it will hit us! The only way to survive is to follow my lead and do as I say.""How do you even know they have released the bomb?""Even if they have, how can we ever survive it? It is a plane crusher for God's sake!""We better start saying our prayers now! There is nothing that can prevent our death!"Doubts and doubts. Disbelief and disbelief. These men took up arms against terrorists without having any form of military training, and yet they found a way to remain so small minded.The women lost hope. The elders resorted to fate. Every person knew not a way to prevent this forseen destruction."No! No!" Andre still had a fight in himself. "I can change their mind. I can make them see.""What?" Before Adrian Blood could say anything against the thoughts of Andre, he was walking towards the window which had the clo
Chapter Two Hundred Forty-Five
It was news o clock, and a grim shadow engulfed the entire nation as a dark revelation spread across to every corner of town. The TV had just broadcasted live, the most devastating story of the decade, or perhaps of the century. "It is with grave condolences that we announce that the London Flight which took off in Ravendale at around 19:00 yesterday, after having being hijacked by some group of armed gunmen who turned out to be members of the newly reformed Dark Society, has since been shot down by the national military after and despite what looked like a civilian takeover of the captured aircraft."Citizens of the world stared at their screens in silence, still unable to process what it was that they had witnessed live on camera. Was it their eyes playing terrible jokes on them? Or was it indeed their own military, ending the lives of people who were their brothers, sisters, fathers and mothers."What we witnessed was not an elimination of terrorists, it was an attack on our own c
Chapter Two Hundred Forty-Six
President Stevenson and his council of advisors were in a heated meeting. A kind of which had not taken place since the very day Stevenson took office for the first time. Usually, the proposals in this sitting had always been met with little restraint, if met with any at all. The wise men of this council had always had the thought of one another in near perfect alignment. That was before this new issue sprung up to put them all apart. Right now, they could not be more fractionated on a topic so important."The general must be held accountable for this!" One of the well respected advisors said. The general who gave the order for the operation was in the meeting as well, even as the warships which committed the atrocity had not returned to the surface as at yet. "I am accountable. Which is why I made a tough call and I would do it again!" The General appeared unmoved."By killing civilians and causing war?""There is no way to explain this! War is truly upon us."The advisors all agree
Chapter Two Hundred Forty-Seven
President Stevenson's decision met a rock at the council. Not every single person of interest would consent to such a sensitive decision. This was not going to be just a war, but it would be a war against one of the greatest nations on earth. There was no way that would be of acceptance to the moderate politicians, especially not at a time like this when tension was high and egos were fractured."Forgive me, Mr President, but with all due respect, I do not consent to war. There are many more much logical measures that we can apply to the situation at hand. The ploy of war is a dark room we cannot just walk back from. I implore that you think about this a second time..." A congressman pointed out, terrified of the idea of a full scale conflict especially when the aggressor in question is the great nation of the King. If other nations started to declare for each side, based on the origin of this conflict, very few countries would take their side. There were citizens of other nations in
Chapter Two Hundred Forty-Eight
"Mr President, there is something you have to see." The voice called upon the president, desperate and urgent.The secretary came forward with her laptop. She showed the screen to him, her hands shaking as she did. It was the national news."It is trending on every social media platform as we speak, and the official news media are covering it." She said to the president, further deepening the level of suprise. The president stared at the screen with shock in his eyes. "It... it is impossible..." The news TV blossomed with the headline. HIJACKED FLIGHT ARRIVES IN LONDON!The big men in the room all crowded themselves behind the screen, staring at the unbelievable news, seeing that they had been on the verge of war for perhaps nothing afterall."All the citizens are safe." The secretary said. "Except the ones who were shot during the confrontation with the Dark Society, of course. No woman, no child and no elderly person is hurt. This... this is a miracle sir..."It was indeed a mirac
Chapter Two Hundred Forty-Nine
"I asked you a question, old man. Who are you?" The group of huge black suited guards stood over the frail body of Lyu. They were ready to pounce on him and send him to his death. This was a place where no ordinary person had ever dared to wander into. It was also a place that no spy or a person of particular interest had dared to invade on their own. This old man had a lot of guts, and there were going to get a lot out of him. Torture and hellish treatment was the perfect way to do this. Following the news that their own boss, Ricardo Rodriguez, being abducted by terrorists, the already brutal members of his brutal guard had only worsened in brutality. Any invader was walking into the their den now would only get what was coming for them - hell! In more ways than they could ever imagine.Lyu lay still on the floor, taking his time to account for the number of men who had him surrounded. With his eyes closed, he registered the sound of their footsteps and analysed the position of ea
Chapter Two Hundred Fifty
While Julian recovered slowly from the grunts of torture, feeling his strength returning as quickly as if by magic, his eyes trailed the movement of his guardian who was taking his time to observe very well the nature of this facility in which the boy was being held.This facility was in every way a secret to the workers who worked in the company above, although some of them were aware of its existence. Like the secretary who had assisted Lyu in finding this place. This suggests the level of abysmal abominations which Federico Rodriguez and his evil minions keep in here to constitute evil upon the society.But apart from all that, Lyu had paid his attention to something else entirely. From all indications, Julian was not the first victim of this room. Judging from the sightings all around the room, the walls and the shelf of weapons they entertained, this room had always been used for torture of innocent people. The questions were just whom was it who had been a victim of this evil, a