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ZAIN'S UNFINISHED VENGEANCE
Kealen's eyes snapped open. He lay perfectly still for a moment, his breath catching in his throat, before he instinctively shook his body, like a dog shedding water, then pushed himself into a sitting position on the soft, damp forest floor. The harsh reality of his situation hit him with the force of a physical blow. Frantically, he ran his hands over his chest, his stomach, his limbs, searching for any sign of injury. There was nothing. Not a single wound, not even a scratch marred his skin.The last thing he remembered was Commander Zain pulling the trigger, the sharp crack of three bullets being fired directly into him at their camp. He was certain, absolutely positive, that he had fallen, lifeless. He could recall the cold, metallic taste of blood, the searing pain, and then… nothing. Yet here he was, in the heart of a deep forest, waking from what felt like a nightmare, completely unharmed."This is far from ordinary," Kealen muttered to himself, his voice a hoarse whisper. His
THE NIGHTMARE OF ZAIN HAS JUST BEGAN
Major Kealen fell backward, his eyes still wide open, his breath catching as he battled for his life. Commander Zain laughed like a devil before firing another bullet into his chest. The mighty Kealen drew his last breath on earth."Take his body deep into the forest, where the wild animals will feast on him," he commanded three of his men. The others concentrated on building their camp.Both the miners and the guides were happy. At least they wouldn't face any more trouble until they were done with the business that brought them into the Alpha_09 forest. Commander Zain, especially, couldn't hide his happiness. At last, nature had brought his supposed enemy to his doorstep, and he had delivered justice.The only challenges they would face now were the dangerous creatures living in the forest. But that was minor for them; their weapons would handle it.A few hours passed, and the sun began to go down. Commander Zain and his men hadn't seen the three soldiers he sent to dump Kealen's bod
BEYOND BEAST OR MAN
As he reached the damp, shadowed spot where he had gunned down a soldier just hours earlier, he was met with a sight that stole the air from his lungs. Instead of the lifeless body, or even the possibility that the soldier's colleagues had retrieved it, something far more sinister awaited him. Only a bloodless, skeletal skull lay on the dark earth. Just hours ago, he had watched the man fall; now, only this macabre relic remained. He reached out with a trembling hand, tracing the clean, unmarred bone. A cold dread, unlike anything he'd ever known, seized him. For the first time in an age, true, primal fear took root in his heart.This wasn't the work of wild animals. There were no gnawed bones, no scattered flesh, no torn uniform scraps. If a beast had devoured him, there would have been an acrid scent of blood, a gory trail leading into the dense undergrowth. But what lay before him was pristine, chillingly clean. Only a freshly picked skull, stripped bare with impossible efficiency.
THE RETURN OF THE TIGER
The moment Kealen realized the sound of pursuit had faded into the vast, indifferent silence of the rainforest, he stopped. He didn't just slow down; he staggered to a halt, leaning heavily against the trunk of an ancient oak, the adrenaline that had fueled his flight now quickly abandoning him.The immediate problem wasn't the enemies he had narrowly escaped, but the searing pain anchoring him to the spot. Blood pulsed quickly from the two gunshot wounds in his left hand, dripping scarlet onto the emerald moss below. The loss of blood was profound, and a cold tide of weakness was washing over him, threatening to pull him under. He knew he had minutes, maybe less, before the shock overwhelmed him.Survival demanded immediate surgery. Gritting his teeth, Kealen pulled the heavy combat knife that was attached to the gun. He found a broken branch nearby, strong enough to serve as a makeshift tool, and quickly sharpened the end into a crude probe. Using the stick, he began the agonizing p
ECHOES OF ALPHA_09 FOREST
Commander Zain urgently waved the remaining few miners toward the transport plane. "Get to the shuttle! We'll handle this!"He didn't wait for confirmation. Zain sprinted toward the source of the recent, brutal exchange of gunfire, his rifle held high. He reached the clearing and found some of his men already gathered, grimly staring down at a figure on the forest floor. The scene was immediate and final."Report! What in God's name is happening?" Zain demanded, his voice tight with controlled fury."It's Officer Mack, Commander," Jarvis reported, his expression hardened. "We heard the shot and converged immediately. He was already gone. Looks like a close-range ambush."Zain stared down at Mack's lifeless body, a cold fury rising in his chest. They were here for a simple extraction, yet the resistance had escalated into murder."Sweep the perimeter," Zain commanded, his voice dangerous. "Search everywhere. Move in pairs. Kill anything that moves, and double-tap anything that doesn't.
NO ESCAPE: ONLY WAR
The sound of a helicopter sliced through the desolate quiet of the forest night, jolting Major Kealen instantly awake. He looked up through the skeletal remains of the camp he had recently incinerated, realizing the metallic behemoth wasn't merely passing; it was descending, rapidly. The throbbing bass of the rotors hammered against the dense canopy, signaling the arrival of the enemy he had hoped to welcome since last year.Kealen scrambled to his feet. He knew the stakes were mortally high. Those men, miners and accompanying security, would be consumed by rage upon seeing the devastation he had caused. They wouldn't bother with questions. If they landed and spotted him, the saboteur who had reduced their operations base, their equipment, and their supplies to ash, they would not waste a single second before delivering a hail of bullets on his head.He ran, swift and low, toward the wreckage of the main supply hut. He needed a weapon, anything that wasn't splintered wood or blackened
