“If we truly lose, it’s going to be tough. You need to understand that if things don’t go the way I expected and we lose on that ship, then tomorrow morning, we will be attacked. I want to speak to Paul personally to confirm this—not through anyone else,” butcher said. “You don’t trust me or what? You didn’t actually give me the details of what happened,” butcher said. “But anyone can see what I’m trying to say,”Dane replied. “Yes, it’s so obvious,” Jane said. “Sir, I need a gun. Since the last time Jane and I infiltrated Richard’s mansion, this was my gun. We used the gun from my travelling bag. Since then, I haven’t had many guns. I need a proper amount to be able to pick the one I want for a specific mission,” Dane said. “It’s fine. On your mission, you’ll be provided with as many guns as you need. While you are here, if you need a gun, you can pick the one you want—especially in emergencies. Over 300 of my men are here, and they have guns in their rooms, ready in case of

A knock on the door.“I’m back, sir,” Paul said.“Good. What happened on the mission? Was it successful? Or did you fail?” Butcher asked.Paul hesitated. “The mission… was a failure,” he admitted.“And how? How did it fail? Tell me every single detail. Why did it fail? I gave you one of the easiest plans. Did you even follow it exactly?” Butcher’s voice was sharp.“I… I tried, sir. I set bombs everywhere, but I didn’t follow your plan exactly,” Paul said.“Why didn’t you? You need to give me a reason. If you had followed my plan to the letter, everything would have gone smoothly.” Butcher’s eyes narrowed.“Sir… I didn’t want to blow the ship. My plan was to attack them directly. But I also had a backup plan—if things went out of control, I could blow the ship while trying to get as many men out as possible,” Paul explained.“But nothing matters, because you didn’t follow my orders. You changed my plan. That is disobedience—a massive one. Your contract is clear: you swore to obey every

“You wouldn’t. And I know for sure you will not,” Butcher said firmly.“I hope I don’t,” Dane replied, still calm. Deep down, though, he thought, Suppose Paul had just stayed quiet… Butcher was always going to ask him what he planned to do against Leo. His answer mattered—and that’s why he ended up dead.“Hey,” Butcher broke Dane’s thoughts. “Just because you saw his corpse doesn’t mean you should let your guard down. Keep your gun on you at all times. Be ready.”“Yes, sir,” Dane said. Then he hesitated, before asking, “Sir… why did you actually kill him? I know Paul was someone you liked. You even said once he was more trustworthy than me.”“Yes,” Butcher answered, his voice low but sharp. “The reason I said that was simple. I’ve known him longer. Before you ever came into this matter, I spent years with him. You’ve only been here a little more than a year. A few months of loyalty doesn’t outweigh years of history. That’s why I said he was more trustworthy.”He paused, then continued

Bodies kept piling up. Men were dropping everywhere, screams drowned by the endless roar of gunfire. Those still standing grabbed the fallen and dragged them up as shields, using corpses to cover themselves. Jane did the same, her hands trembling but steady enough to keep shooting.Then the gates of Bucha Mansion 1 burst open.Leo’s men stormed through, and the ground trembled as a massive truck roared forward. The attackers cleared a path, letting it charge straight at Butcher’s men.“MOVE!” someone shouted, diving aside.The truck plowed forward, smashing stone, shattering part of the mansion wall. Screams echoed as men were crushed beneath its weight. Dane didn’t hesitate—he sprinted, swung himself to the side of the vehicle, yanked the door open, and fired point-blank into the driver’s head. Blood sprayed across the wheel as the truck screeched to a halt.“Fuck… fuck!” Dane cursed, stumbling back. “This is bullshit—anyone could die out here.”Gunfire tore the air, wild and relentl

“Wow, this is so fun,” Jimmy said, a grin spreading across his face. “When Butcher told me what was going on—how many men there’d be—he told me to get the jets ready. The fighter jets. Even if it seemed like overkill, he bought them from America and made sure I could use them. And with his connections… well, my entrance was pretty grand.”He glanced through the sniper scope, eyes narrowing as he lined up the next shot. “And you owe me one,” he said with a playful smile. Then he fired again, each shot precise and deadly.“We already won this fight,” Dane added, scanning the battlefield. “No one’s coming from outside anymore. That explosion earlier? It was huge. Took out some of our men too, but luckily… they’re fine. I’m not sure how, but they survived.”As he kept firing, a fresh wave of enemy shots drew his attention. “Looks like we’re far from done,” Jimmy muttered, tightening his grip on the rifle.“Now, it looks like there aren’t many men left,” Dane said, scanning the battlefield