'Quickly!' George took out the gun from his pocket.
Snatch!
The gun was quickly taken away from another Russian hiding behind all along before he felt a kick at the back of his knees causing him to fall down.
He tried rolling to get up before he felt a boot on his face putting heavy pressure on it. AH! He felt as if his head was about to explode, but this might work as well.
But the boot was lifted up, leaving his skull slightly cracked but nothing so serious that would end his life.
Drago walked away from George before turning to look at one of his new team members, "Put them both in the room. Do not in any circumstance let them out, and do not kill them, especially the young one." He talked in Russian before walking out of the factory.
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Thud!
Both George and Ivan were thrown into a room with no window and the only exit was a locked metal door.
"Shit," George cursed before Ivan got closer to the door and placed his ears on it to make sure that no one was near enough to listen to what they were saying.
"Do you have a plan, sir?" George asked.
"Yeah, they don't know how your ability works, so if I kill you, you will be able to go back in time right?"
George was stunned by the question but nodded slowly, "Yeah, but, you know, dying doesn't feel good. But, I think you're right, this is the only way." he whispered.
"If you have any other ideas that don't involve you dying, please do tell me. Because I am not very keen to see you die."
"I don't know any other way, so we will go with it. Give me a painless death." George replied
"Alright." The Major replied before walking towards George and holding his head firmly.
Before George could even think of a single thing, his vision disappeared as he heard his neck crack.
And although he did feel slight pain, it wasn't as painful as getting shot.
"Ah!" George woke up while holding his head which had been broken previously, glad that he was alive and fine.
He quickly picked up his phone and dialled Major Ivan.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Major Ivan was in his new truck on his way to the factory, before he picked up his phone and answered it, "What's up."
"Forget about going there. It's a trap. And a damn good one at that."
Major Ivan could hear the urgency behind George's tone, "Wait, have we gone there... In the past, or uh, in the future? Oh goddammit, this gift of yours is too complicated.
"Yes sir! And they have a high-ranking hunter on their side!"
Major Ivan then hit the break before turning around, "Okay then, we will put this matter for another day. We'll meet at the base."
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Drago threw his phone on the floor, "Those American sons of bitches!! How dare they ignore me!! Am I, not their friend?!" He shouted, disappointed that they have not bitten the bait.
They have received news that despite their warnings, the brain chip has received the FDA approval to conduct experiments on humans legally:
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"What??" Both George and Ivan shouted, they couldn't believe what they were hearing.
"It's true. The FDA did approve of the brain chip..." The General replied seating and taking another glass of beer.
"But we gave them the warning! Didn't we? They can't be that stupid!"
The General nodded, "You're right, they're not stupid. They were just paid off, Brad has near unlimited money to do that."
"So what does this mean?"
"It means, that now Brad Roth can conduct experiments on humans. And the worst part of all, he has also managed to convince the senate that the government and no other entity have any information about the experiments, he claims that if they do, it would be a violation of privacy..." the General continued.
"Damn it!" George facepalmed before he widened his eyes. "Wait, what if we send the evidence that we have to the media, or can't we just leak this information?"
The general shook his head again, "That's the worst part, we don't have the information and the evidence anymore."
"That's impossible! The security here is too tight for them to take any of the information that we have! And don't we have a digital copy of it anyways?"
"There is a traitor. A spy who has managed to destroy the physical evidence and also managed to delete the digital copies. And seeing that this spy was able to do this, there are no only two possibilities, is that he is a high-ranking military officer or a very skilled hunter." The General muttered, shaking his head.
"I can get the evidence again, I have done it once, I can do it again," George replied.
Upon hearing this the General shook his head, "You have done it once, and Brad has fortified his tower, increasing the security, last time you took him by surprise but now, he is expecting an army."
"And besides, there is no need for you to rush. He won't be able to conduct any experiments till next week, since that is the time when the FDA approval comes into effect." The General said before taking out a paper that he has been reading. "Instead, I am sending the both of you to Tampa."
"Why Tampa?" Ivan asked.
"We just received a report. There will be a dungeon break out there, and since both of you have experience there, I think that you will be of much help there."
Both Ivan and George nodded, "Sounds good... What is the dungeon rating?"
"The dungeon rating is..."
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"So… that is a dungeon, huh?" George asked as he exited the truck while Major Ivan strolled away, walking to one of the officers that had arrived there. "So what is the rating? Seems that even the General has no idea." "The Hunter's association has rated this dungeon, Unknown, sir." "Damn it." Major Ivan replied as he looked up at the portal of the dungeon, which was starting to turn slightly red. "And how long until a dungeon breakout could occur?" "We have about 2 days!" One of the hunters shouted as he walked toward both of the soldiers. "And who are you?" "I'm a class B hunter from the association, Hans-Jurgen. Let's just say that I am somebody that knows about 'hunting' in dungeons." The German hunter said with his chin up high, clearly looking down on the regular soldiers. "Hans… The guy who stopped the C-level dungeon breakout on his own?" Major Ivan asked. Hans nodded, "Yes. And I have also gotten an order from the association to only involve hunters… And, I don't thin
George stood in front of the portal with his bulletproof armour and gun in his hand and the sound. That emanated from the portal got louder, and he could hear the whisper of the monsters as if it was near his ears. “First time going in a dungeon?” Ivan asked, looking at George, who was in awe at the large portal. “Yeah, I have only fought in New York… So I don't really know what to expect here.” Hearing the conversation, Hans quickly brought the matter to Kenta, “Are you sure this is a good idea? The guy that supposedly defeated a Class A monster has never stepped foot in a Class D dungeon.” “If he lives, then we know he is the real deal, and if not, then that’s one less problem we have to deal with.” Hans nodded, hearing Kenta’s quick thinking before staring at George, still suspicious of him and his record. After making sure everything was ready, Kenta didn't waste any more time and quickly walked towards the portal before turning, “It’s time. Let’s go in.” “Gosh, this guy i
"First time going in a dungeon?" Major Ivan asked, noticing that George was perspiring heavily in front of the entrance, and taking this into consideration."Second time here.""Wait, so what happened at the first time?"Upon hearing this, George smiled while shaking his head, "Well, we did pretty… okayish….""Sigh, so we all died then.""Yeah pretty much.""So what happened?"George explained everything that happened in full detail, "And dont worry, I think I have a plan."#The demonkin arrived at the same time as his previous life."What is a demonkin like you doing here?" Kenta asked before the Demon smiled."Are you the strong one here?""I am." Kenta quickly his arm as the light appeared from it just as he did previously."I don't think so." The demonkin smiled and was about to crush Kenta's arm, but before he could, he felt his whole arm getting blasted away."Ahhh!!!" The demonkin shouted as it jumped back in drought while holding his hand.Kenta turned to see George using a s
Hup! George swiftly rolled to the side as he saw the hunter nearly running through him like a juggernaut. 'That guy is as fast as a normal person!' George realized that hunters were just a completely different breed. Their body weight didn't affect their speed as much as weight affected a regular human being. The hunter in front of him was supposed to be struggling even to jog, but to move this fast alongside the agility was something that George couldn't naturally do. He then tried carrying the hunter's leg to topple him down but in vain. The hunter weighed at least 200 kilos, and his legs stayed firm on the floor; George's strength proved useless in front of a monster. And with a swing of a hand, the tall hunter dropped George's to the floor, his back crashing down harder than a falling boulder. "Kugh!" The air that was in his body left him at the moment, and as he breathed in, his vision returned, allowing him to see the boot of the hunter that was about to crush his face. A
"This must work…" George muttered as he stood in front of Hans for the 45th time before taking out his fingers and poking into his eyes, blinding Hans temporarily.Hans jumped back while blocking, using his two big hands to cover his vitals from the front, but George knew he was about to do that and placed his legs just behind Hans, who was jumping backwards, causing the German to fall on his back.George then took out his uniform and quickly tied it around Hans's neck, trying to choke the hunter out, this was the farthest he had gone, and if he failed, it would mean that he would not be able to beat Hans no matter what.Rrrip!Hans tore the uniform; the veins in his forearm showed an impressive feat of strength."No…" George muttered as he stood up, looking at the torn uniform of his, before looking up and seeing Hans standing up.He then took out his gun and shot himself before anyone could even stop him.#"I can't beat him…" George said he had just beaten the tall hunter, but he k
The demons came in rough, with their numbers increasing by the second. And once again, the giants of the demon race returned with their power, overwhelming the hunters as they had never felt before. Retreat!" George shouted, knowing that if the hunters tried fighting against the giants, they would surely perish, and instead, he turned to the Japanese hunter, "Kenta, we need to get rid of those things." Kenta nodded before he extended his arms toward the giants and caused them to levitate higher into the air. "Krugh?" And although the giants struggled to free themselves from the magical hold, Kenta dropped to the ground before the giants' grasp was broken, which caused the giants to collapse to the ground; their knees popped as a result of the strain that was exerted to them. "NOW!" George shouted as he pointed at the giants, gesturing to the hunters to attack the giants when they were still weak on their necks. But as soon as they did that, the demons ran away as fast as they cou
George sat down in front of the portal. He could feel his head aching so much from repeating the day without resting for too long. He felt like he could throw up anytime, and Major Ivan saw this, walking up to him and sitting beside him, “What’s wrong?”“I tried a lot of things…” George muttered before explaining what happened in the previous rounds of him repeating today.In fact, George had already tried to convince the hunters not to go into the portal, but none of them listened, including Hans and Kenta. The only time when they believed him was when they entered the portal, which was too late by then.“Damn.” Major Ivan shook his head; he didn't really know what to say as he didn't have any better idea himself; after all, the only one with that ability was George. “There must be something. By the way, do you have any way to see how many times you could reset today?”George shook his head, taking out the mirror that he kept in his pocket to see his reflection, seeing a three-digit
Kenta couldn’t tell why the man in front of him was so confident since no matter how much he tried to check in George’s body, he couldn't find a hint of mana. “I asked if you want to test my abilities?” George asked, seeing that Kenta wasn’t responding. “Sure,” Kenta replied, confident that Magnus Stormcaller was nothing but a fraud set up by the US government to trick the hunters. “What is in my hands?”Kenta asked while putting his hands behind his back and using mana to mask the content within his hands. “Oh, you mean the chain? Silver with your name etched on it?” Kenta’s eyes opened wide as he heard this, he had made sure to mask the content of his hands, but it was all useless since George had repeated this incident far too many times to make a mistake or guess wrongly. “Come on, that’s too weak of a test. Give me your best!” George chuckled before one of the hunters raised their hands. “Can I try testing you?” George shook his head, “Absolutely not; you were about to ask