
A few hours ago . . .
Michael, who fell asleep with Chania after a moment of lovemaking, was shocked by the ringing of a cellphone that continued to ring. Where a name is listed there.
Marco called ...
Given that there was a weapons reception at his port tonight, Michael immediately picked up the call.
ð "What's Marco?"
Michael asked still with Chania's head in her chest.
ð "Master! I saw suspicious movements. I'm sure someone's trying to sabotage our weapons shipment tonight! As much as possible, I hope you are willing to come to the port! Because many foreign cars arrive - come! While our standby troops are outnumbered! And again, Sir! I saw someone I believed to be the leader of the enemy army!
Obviously Marco without pause.
ð "Jack and Dimitri have you told?"
Michael was no less panicked.
ð "Mr Dimitri is on his way to pick up Mr. He asked me to contact you to prepare. While Mr. Jack went straight to the harbor with some other men.
ð "I'll be here soon!"
ð "Good, Master!"
Michael closes Marco's call and immediately makes Chania move from his chest. He pulled another pillow and placed it instead of his body in Chania's embrace.
Then he immediately rushed over and prepared himself for battle. He believes the enemy this time is the same enemy as the attack that night. Enemies are quite difficult to track, although they are easy to spill.
Michael clenched his teeth. He hopes tonight he will find out who the leader is.
Regarding Marco, he is the leader of Michael's goods reception and delivery. If sorted, then the position is below Jack and Dimitri.
It's not just Marco who is under Jack and Dimitri. There are several more whose positions are equivalent to Marco.
***
Before leaving, Michael sent a message to Chania's phone on the nightstand. He could not bear to wake Chania who was sleeping soundly to say goodbye.
After that, he approached the bed again. He looked at the beautiful face of his wife who was asleep under a thick blanket that covered her innocent body. Then he stretched out his hand to caress Chania's head and gently landed a kiss on Chania's forehead and lips.
"I have to go! don't get up before I get home. Good nights!" michael said, looking back to a short kiss on Chania's lips.
He moved, out of the room with a fierce face of his. Order the bodyguards so that no one can disturb Chania's sleep.
Michael walked coldly out of his mansion. Just as Dimitri stopped right in front of the door.
This time Dimitri used a humvee to pick up his Master. Realize there's gonna be a terrible war tonight. Michael immediately entered, after a bodyguard opened the humvee door.
Dimitri drove the war car at high speed. Michael immediately put on his armor.
Humvee is getting closer to the port where Michael dropped off his weapon. In his mind, do not let the shipment this time fall in the hands of the enemy, or destroy the enemy. Can - can Black Hold will lose by a large amount.
"Stop!" michael orders when Humvee is almost at the harbor.
The sound of the wheels rubbing against the asphalt to cause a squeaking sound. Because Dimitri braked suddenly when the humvee drove at high speed.
"What's up, Mister?"
"If you have to observe the enemy first!" michael replied in a cold tone as he exited a small hole in the roof of the humvee carrying night binoculars in his hand.
"Good, Master!" dimitri answered taking the night binoculars.
Michael moved the binoculars toward the harbor. He is still on the road high enough in the port appeal. From there the port can still be seen.
The night binoculars moved Michael into the sea. Where his ship had begun to approach the dock. Then point the binoculars towards the dock. Seen there Michael's men lined up as usual to wait for the ship that a few minutes away will pull over.
Michael looked around again, and sure enough, there were some foreign humvees there.
He also finds his army humvee carrying Jack and some of his men. Jack is disguised as a ninja. Because Jack's face is quite familiar among the enemy. Michael smiled faintly, because his personal bodyguard always knew the best position he could occupy.
Michael immediately installed a communication device that automatically connected to the squad leaders. Including Jack, Dimitri, Marco and two men under Marco.
He told me he was already in the port area. All answered with one word Ready, Sir!
One by one humvee in the inner binoculars. Out of all the enemy humvees he finds someone he believes to be the leader of the enemy forces.
But he was quite surprised. The man was someone he knew well enough. He went to school in the same place, and the same - the son of a Mafia. It's just that Michael is from the Black Hold Clan. The largest Mafia clan in Italy. While the man was from the Atherna Clan whose power was not comparable to Black Hold.
But they are not good friends, just just know each other in school. But he did not expect that the man would attack him by sabotage. Because all this time the relationship of Black Hold and Atherna never clashed with each other.
On the other hand, Michael also knew that the man had pretty good strength. A capable and accomplished martial artist in the world of boxing at his time. A dozen years never face to face, did not make Michael pangling on that face.
Michael clenched his teeth, clenching his hands tightly. His face was going to burn. Michael's still watching from his night binoculars.
The ship managed to pull over to the dock, as Michael suspected, the man gave command to someone connected in his phone line do something.
Didn't think anything was moving from the other side of the harbor. The closer it gets, the clearer what it is. It was unexpected that it turned out to be a missile vehicle that emerged from the darkness. Opposite direction to Michael's humvee.
"Damn!" dismemberment Michael. "Near the missile carrier!" michael told Dimitri.
"It turns out they're carrying missiles, sir!" said Jack.
"I know!"
Dimitri immediately planted the gas. Drive the car towards the missile carrier. With a swift Michael took out his weapon, a special weapon designed to have a silencer. Then he went after the driver.
And fortunately all were in the port area, except for Michael's humvee and the missile car that was focusing on pointing the missile at the ship.
Seen in an enemy humvee, a man smiled sinisterly. The fingers count the seconds. Within ten seconds, the missile would have shot towards Michael's ship carrying thousands of weapons.
But until his fingers ran out to count, the sound of missiles shot unheard.
The man turned to the right and left. There could be nothing wrong in his plans this time. He had made sure that down at the port only a small number of Michael's men. He doesn't know if Jack is hiding there.
The large man, even bigger than Michael, instantly descended from the humvee by setting up Glock's pistol in his right hand, and a small and sharp knife on the right as a weapon if anyone attacks him suddenly.
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