All Chapters of The Phantom General:Return of the Ex-Convict : Chapter 101
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Sixty Seconds
The squeak of the blue marker was the only sound inside Lecture Hall 4B.Professor Knox stood at the front of the tiered room, his hand moving smoothly across the large glass whiteboard. He wore his brown tweed jacket, his round glasses catching the bright lights as he completed a complex math proof.He was perfectly calm.His afternoon lecture was in full progress. He had already erased every trace of his absence, leaving a clean, silent alibi.BOOM.The heavy oak doors at the back of the lecture hall exploded inward. The solid wood splintered as the brass screws tore from the frame. The massive panels crashed onto the carpeted steps with a deafening thud, sending a cloud of dust and wood chips into the air.Dozens of students jumped in their seats. Several let out terrified screams.A tall man stepped through the ruined doorway.Luke marched down the carpeted stairs, his face a cold, expressionless mask. He didn't look at the panicked students scrambling away. His dark eyes were loc
A Father's Judgment
Luke's fingers dug deeper into Knox's throat, slowly cutting off his air.The professor's legs kicked wildly in the air, his face turning a dark, dangerous shade of purple. His hands clawed uselessly at Luke's iron wrist. The cracked glass of the whiteboard groaned under his weight, tiny cracks spreading outward."I won't ask again," Luke whispered, his voice a cold promise against the professor's ear. He tightened his fingers slightly, cutting off the last of Knox's air.Terrified of death, Knox's resistance shattered. He squeezed his eyes shut and choked out the truth in a desperate whisper."It was... the Cross Patriarch!" Knox choked, saliva bubbling at his lips. "He promised me a seat at the Capital research institute if I brought the child to his transport in the basement!""I don't know where they took her!" he shrieked, his voice cracking. "They just took her and drove away! They had Capital plates!"Luke's eyes darkened. Zoe was already on her way to the Capital.He slowly re
The Cold Threat
"Father, did you bribe our dean to kidnap that little girl?" Isabella demanded, her voice shaking as she pressed the phone to her ear.The line was silent for a moment before the deep voice of the Cross Patriarch echoed through the receiver."I did what was necessary, Isabella," her father said, his tone flat and cold. "The formula she wrote is the foundation of our family's most important project. I cannot let our monopoly be threatened by nobodies.""She is just an innocent child, Father!" Isabella protested, her voice tight. "I told you, she is genuinely brilliant. There is no spy.""I don't care how brilliant she is," her father hissed, his voice dropping to a cold, deadly tone. "A child who can figure out our secrets on her own is a threat we cannot ignore. If she is an anomaly, she is an asset. If she is a front, she is a target.""Stay out of this, Isabella," the Patriarch commanded coldly. "It is already done."The line went dead with a sharp click.Isabella stood on the cold
Silent Extermination
The encrypted screen of the phone flashed violently, casting a red glare over General Thunder's face. He swiped the screen as he pushed through the heavy iron door and pressed the phone to his ear."Commander," Thunder said, his deep voice dropping its rough edge."My daughter was taken by a Capital team in three dark SUVs," Luke's flat, cold voice cut over the line. "Lock down the Zenith City borders."Thunder's chest tightened. A wave of cold shock hit him."At once, Sir!" Thunder barked, snapping to attention in the narrow corridor.He tapped the screen, ending the call, and whirled around to face his captain."Stop the interrogation!" Thunder roared, his voice shaking the walls. "Get the convoy ready! We are leaving now!"He didn't wait for a response. He charged down the corridor toward the exit, his heavy boots slamming against the concrete floor.The captain hurried to keep up. Thunder unclipped his secure radio from his vest as he ran, his fingers flying across the channels."
Silent Infiltration
Inside the pitch-black isolation cell, Cole pressed his back against the cold concrete wall next to the door.The rhythmic thud of boots in the outer corridor stopped right outside.A sudden intake of breath hissed through the silence. The guard had found the two dead sentries.A metallic click followed as the guard readied his rifle. The high-frequency static of his tactical radio started to transmit. "Security control, this is—"Cole struck before the guard could finish.He stepped out of the shadows like a phantom, his movement completely silent.Before the guard could react, Cole's left arm wrapped tightly around his throat, cutting off his voice and pinning his head back against his chest.The guard thrashed, his heels kicking uselessly against the floor, but Cole's grip was like iron.With his right hand, Cole drove a thin black blade into the guard's chest with surgical precision.The guard's body went limp. The half-finished transmission dissolved into a quiet, dying hiss.Col
The Keys to the Cage
Luke's fingers gripped the cold stone of the perimeter wall. He stepped into the shadow of a tall oak as the high-pitched scream of a sports car tore through the avenue.A sleek, cherry-red Porsche drifted around the corner, its headlights cutting through the darkness. The massive gates slid open to let the car through.Luke didn't hesitate. He moved like a passing breeze, slipping through the gap behind the car before the barriers could seal shut.The Porsche screeched to a halt in the dark courtyard, dust billowing under its tires. The driver's door flew open. Isabella Cross stepped out onto the wet gravel, slamming the door behind her.She kicked off her designer heels, her chest heaving under her sweater as she stared furiously toward the mansion. The private transport from Zenith City had landed twenty minutes ago, and her anger had only grown."You went too far, Father," she muttered, her voice trembling.A hand, cold as steel, clamped around her throat from behind.Isabella fro
Shattered Steel
A sharp, quiet hiss came from the overhead vents.Luke's chest locked. His instincts recognized the silent threat instantly. He held his breath, refusing to take in even a trace of the circulating air.Beside him, Isabella blinked slowly, her balance failing as the invisible gas hit her system."Father..." she murmured, her eyelids drooping before her knees buckled.Luke caught her before she hit the steel wall. He hoisted her onto his back, locking her limp arms around his neck with a firm grip."The vents are filled with Class-Four vapor," the Patriarch's voice mocked from the speaker. "Sleep well, Mr. Luke."Luke didn't look at the speaker. He focused on the rectangular steel panel beneath him.He bent his knees, loading his legs with explosive power.With a sudden, violent drive, Luke slammed his fist into the seam of the floor hatch. His fingers, harder than iron, dug into the steel edge.The heavy metal groaned as his grip secured.Using raw strength, Luke dug his fingertips int
A Father's Leverage
Luke's hands clamped onto the edges of the sliding steel doors. His boots anchored firmly against the concrete wall, his legs locking into a solid stance.He pulled back with a single explosive thrust.The thick metal screeched. The high-pitched sound of tearing steel echoed through the bright, silent laboratory. The heavy doors ripped off their tracks in a shower of sparks and twisted bolts.Luke spun and hurled the massive, two-hundred-pound steel panel across the room.The metal plate soared through the air, slicing through the surgical lamp. It crashed into the medical machinery, sending sparks and glass over the floor.The impact threw the researcher sideways before his needle could reach Zoe's arm.The heavy syringe flew from his fingers and shattered on the floor.Luke stepped through the ruined doorway, his dark eyes taking in the wreckage.The researcher scrambled to his feet, reaching for a backup syringe on a side tray.Luke crossed the room in a single stride. Before the m
A Hollow Awakening
"Ten," Luke said.The single word was flat, empty of feeling, and chilled the air in the sealed room. He adjusted his boot, pressing his heavy sole firmly against Isabella's collarbone."Nine," he whispered.The silence in the garage was absolute, broken only by the low hum of the magnetic locks on the blast gate."Eight," Luke continued. He slowly pulled back the slide of his pistol, chambering a round with a practiced flick of his wrist.The sharp metallic click sounded like a gunshot through the empty room."Seven. Six," he counted, his gaze locked on the camera lens."Five. Four.""Stop!" the Patriarch's voice exploded over the intercom. The arrogant composure of the billionaire was shattered, replaced by a desperate, cracking shout. "Stop! The gate is opening!"The heavy steel blast gate groaned. The magnetic locks released with a sharp hiss as the massive plate began to slide upward.Luke did not lower his weapon. He scooped Zoe up with his left arm, cradling her warm, feverish
Behind the Brass Lock
Luke stood frozen by the side of the bed, his hand hovering over the cool blanket. He stared into Zoe's blank, empty eyes, his chest locking with cold, hollow pain. The weight of her forgotten past made it hard to breathe.The terrible truth hit him like a physical blow. He realized the Cross machine's early waves from last night had already begun to damage her memories."Zoe," Luke said, keeping his voice as gentle as possible as he took a slow step closer with open palms.The little girl shrank back against the heavy headboard, pulling the thick duvet up to her chin. Her eyes were wide with deep terror that broke his heart. She looked at him as if he were a complete stranger."Get away from me," she whispered, her tiny body trembling under the sheets."I want my mommy," Zoe sobbed, her fingers clutching the blanket until her joints turned pale."Where am I? I don't know you. You're a bad man."Luke felt a sharp pain in his chest. He needed to calm her before her panic triggered anoth